American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Gotham TV welcomed a group of students visiting today, ranging from junior to senior grades.

Alexis Kaye, a senior, is taller than her peers and looks like a women's basketball player.

She has long straight black hair and wears a pair of full-frame glasses, which makes her look very old.

Especially since she was wearing sportswear, some TV station staff mistook her for an accompanying teacher.

However, Alexis Kaye did not explain this. She liked it this way because she could move around freely. The TV station's equipment and studio had no appeal to her at all.

She didn't want to be like those classmates who kept dreaming of becoming big stars or hosts, performing crazily in front of the camera, and looking so delicate and disgusting.

The boy who interested her was not her crush, but she was curious about him. The boy was two grades lower than her.

In the back line, Alexis pretended to be an accompanying teacher. No one cared anyway, especially since she was wearing a baseball cap.

The boy was leaning against the wall of the studio, holding a book on ancient Chinese characters in his hand. He was reading it with great interest, and from time to time he would take out a pen and write something on it.

Alexis looked at him curiously. This boy was well-known throughout the school on the first day of enrollment. Several senior bullies who provoked him were shot on the head by him while holding a chair.

His name was Jason Todd, the son of a sheriff in Arkham, and he had saved her once, although the guy had forgotten that fighting was as essential to him as drinking water and eating.

However, Jason's grades did not decline like those bad students. Instead, they made great progress in some areas. Even his teachers thought he was a genius.

"Reading again?" Alexis pretended to walk over casually, stood next to Jason, and leaned against the wall with her arms folded, imitating him.

Jason raised his head and looked at her, then lowered his head again, calculating the meaning of the text above, immersed in the world of knowledge.

Alexis didn't feel embarrassed because she would always run into obstacles around Jason. This...handsome boy had many suitors at school.

"Do you think this is fun? Cool?" Alexis continued to ask. She actually wanted to know why Jason would fight with those school bullies without fear.

For some reason, bloody violence always made her happy, but she didn't like watching wrestling and boxing shows on TV because they felt too fake.

She could clearly feel that when Jason was fighting, he was like a hunting tiger, able to easily kill his prey, but he didn't bite it.

She was looking forward to the moment when Jason would bite his prey to death.

Jason closed the book, put on his headphones, listened to music, crossed his arms and looked to the other side. He was too lazy to talk to these stupid women.

The elevator on the other side slowly rose up, and the elevator door opened, followed by gunshots and screams.

The momentary panic caused the surrounding students to become a mess, and even the teachers fell to the ground.

Bang, bang, bang, a series of bullets hit the ceiling, some light bulbs shattered, crackling, and broken glass fell from the air.

When Jason heard the gunshot, he reacted immediately, pulled off his headphones, and fell to the ground looking for a place to hide.

However, that stupid woman actually stood there, staring blankly towards the elevator. Jason looked at her, gritted his teeth, stood up and pulled her to the ground.

"If you want to die, just jump off the building. Don't drag others down here!" Jason said bluntly.

Living with Nygma, some of Jason's habits were also affected. In addition to the riddles he occasionally liked to tell, there was also this unique language impact.

Alexis didn't say anything, she just lowered her head and lay on the ground. Jason just thought she was scared, but he didn't see the excited smile on her face just before the submachine gun sounded.

The moment the elevator door opened.

A massacre took place at the elevator door. A group of guys dressed as clowns pointed their guns at the crowd visiting the TV station and shot indiscriminately.

Dozens of students fell in a pool of blood. Kaye saw with his own eyes that a teacher's body was pierced by several holes from bullets, and blood splattered out of his body.

Jason raised his head slightly, looking at the place where the blood was flowing, his face turned pale, especially after seeing the clowns' attire, his face became even worse.

He had to contact Miao Mu and call the police, otherwise...

Bang, bang, bang, bang, another burst of gunfire rang out. A staff member who pushed the door open from the soundproof studio was shot to pieces and fell to the ground covered in blood.

Jason quickly lay on the ground, raised his hands to protect his head, and dared not move rashly again, but the clowns came over.

"This is a great place, everyone! Announce to Gotham that the Joker Nightmare Party will be held here!"

The clown in front said with a smile.

He is different from other clowns. He has dyed green hair, pale makeup on his face, two scars on the corners of his mouth, and a big smiley face drawn with conspicuous red lipstick.

"But the name of this party is really vulgar. What nightmare is it? I don't like it. It should sound better."

The clown twisted his wrists like a symphony orchestra conductor with an invisible baton in his hand.

"Forget it." After thinking about it, the clown gave up the idea of ​​changing it, or maybe he couldn't think of any better ideas.

The clown hummed a song and walked towards the studio. The clowns behind him looked like inferior versions of him, with only a clown mask on their faces.

However, Jason glanced sideways quietly and saw that the eye holes of those people's masks were filled with madness and neurosis.

These guys are not normal people, especially when Jason saw a Joker member holding an AK rifle, his hands trembling, his finger on the trigger, ready to fire at any time.

He was standing in the crowd, with a lot of people lying around him. Jason, who had learned anatomy from Nygma, immediately knew what was going on with this guy.

This guy is a drug addict, and this is reverse addiction.

Jason quickly took two steps back, quietly changed his position, and planned to run to report the news, but someone reported it before him.

The clown standing in the studio, as well as those clown members, held the filming crew hostage and broadcast the event live directly to the TV.

As soon as the Joker was introduced, he grabbed a host in the studio, stuffed a pistol into his mouth, and pulled the trigger in front of the camera.

Let everyone watch as the bullet shot into the host's mouth, flew out from the back of his head, and brought up a burst of sticky blood plasma, hitting the wall.

"Hahaha, this is just a small surprise. The big surprise is already in our hands. Let's take a look."

The Joker stretched out his hand and gestured to the side, and a bomb with a timer was thrown over. After catching it, the Joker sat on the table of the studio.

The bomb was timed to explode in 59 minutes. This was no potato or fake.

Instead, it was solid mining explosives, shaped like a sausage, wrapped together with tape.

If there is an explosion, it is unlikely that anyone in the studio will survive. If there are enough explosives, Gotham TV will disappear today.

"The party is about to begin. Let's randomly pick out ten lucky audience members to come up and perform. The winner can become Beng Beng!"

The clown took out a bath toy yellow duck from his arms and squeezed it hard a few times, and the duck started to quack.

"We will drown those who can't jump."