American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

"Come on, you're wearing that ridiculous mask with that monster chin showing, what are you doing for?"

The Joker patted his butt and stood up from the ground, looking at Batman with some expectation. At the same time, he raised his hand and gave orders to the Joker members.

"You're still alive..." Batman looked at the Joker, his doubts seemed to be written on his face, but this was not a reason for him to let the Joker go.

"Of course. I… well, not in hell, but in a cold cupboard. You know, in a jar full of gooey liquid."

The clown explained seriously, looking a little crazy, but he was crazy, otherwise, no normal person would do such things.

Batman glanced sideways and saw the Joker members who were carrying hammers, sticks, and small round tables as weapons.

So Batman didn't wait any longer, and attacked the Joker in an instant. As long as he captured the Joker, the truth of those things would become clear.

"You are such an impatient guy. I thought you would reminisce about the past with me." The clown said helplessly.

When Batman threw the first punch, the Joker dodged sideways, as if he had just turned around, although he was indeed turning around, but the timing was just right.

The Joker raised his palm and placed it on Batman's abdomen, grinning wildly and said, "I think you will like this. After all, this is how we first met!!!"

A strong electric current surged out from the Joker's palm. Batman wanted to retreat quickly, but as soon as he raised his foot, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and the smell of burning flesh.

It was like someone was holding a branding iron and torturing him.

"Ah... um!" Batman gritted his teeth and took two steps back, a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. The place where the Joker's palm had just touched was still emitting an astonishing amount of heat.

Burns on the abdomen! Batman confirmed his injuries.

The Joker looked at his black palms. There was a big hole burned in the outer glove and the circuit components inside were overloaded.

"What a pity! I like to cook with this thing." The clown took off his gloves with some regret and threw them on the ground.

At the same time, Batman turned his head suddenly, and a member of the Joker gang came around with a small round table, lifted the table and smashed it on Batman.

With a clang, the small round table where the telephone was placed broke into pieces. Batman, who was hit hard, staggered and swayed.

When the other Joker members saw this, they all rushed over with their weapons, hitting Batman four or five times in a row.

There was a lot of clanging sounds.

Batman raised his hands to shield his head and struck back, punching a Joker member in the jaw, sending him flying and falling to the ground.

The Joker standing next to them would not just stand there and watch, although he really wanted to do so, but Batman's strength prevented him from sitting idle here, so he had to keep busy.

"Aha!!!"

The Joker let out a strange cry, rushed towards Batman, jumped up and kicked him with both feet, which landed heavily on Batman.

Batman, who had just thrown a punch and hadn't yet balanced himself, was kicked to the ground by the Joker. The Joker members immediately pounced on him and beat him up, or rather, bit and wrestled with him.

This kind of rogue-like fighting style is particularly effective when there are many people. At least when Batman falls to the ground, he has no time to turn over, get up, or jump.

The Joker grabbed the auction hammer from the ground, shook it in his hand, got up, and walked towards Batman.

"Okay, we should crack the nuts!" The Joker laughed while holding the hammer, and swung it towards Batman's head.

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With a bang, the door was kicked open.

Santa Claus, holding a gun in both hands, walked in from outside, with his beard pulled down. Miao Mu looked around vigilantly, but could not see anything...

This is a vacant room!

"Damn, is this a ghost wall?"

Miaogi frowned and looked around. They could clearly hear gunshots and screams.

And the desperate cries for help from those who escaped.

But I can’t see anyone!

Miaogi turned around and ran out anxiously, running up the stairs. As soon as he ran up, he saw the reindeer Flash Barry squatting on the ground, still thinking.

"Any clues?" asked Miao Mu.

"Do you know about dimensional space?" Barry asked, looking up.

"Dimensional space?" Miaomu frowned and thought, he really didn't know much about it. It was probably just like the refraction of light. The space you are in now does not exist in the real world.

Barry looked at Naegi's expression and explained to himself, "I don't know much about this either, but I know someone who can do this, the Mirror Master!"

After hearing this, Naegi understood that the Flash must be familiar with Mirror Master's words, because he was also a member of the Rogues Gang and the resident villain of Central City.

It has the ability to travel through space and various mirror images, and can even travel through the second and third dimensions to trap people in a mirror. Although the effect will be lost after the mirror is broken.

But following this line of thought, Miaomu also confirmed that there was also someone in this building who was like the Mirror Master, who had the ability to create dimensional space and trap people here.

Whether it was technology, magic, or some special circumstances, we would have to confirm it with our own eyes to know.

"Then do you know how to crack it?"

Miaomu put the pistol on his belt, and his kind-looking Santa Claus costume now looked almost like a bandit leader.

"a bit difficult……"

Barry frowned. If he still had the speed force, he could confirm it by running a few laps here at super speed.

Now, he can only rely on his old specialty of trace detection. Although he is responsible for testing and speculating on the crime in the laboratory, the Flash also has to investigate the case.

But it's not just Gotham that has the Riddler who loves to torture people. The Reverse-Flash from the future also likes to plot against the Flash, whether to kill the Flash or to destroy the world.

Only children make choices. The mature Reverse-Flash will let the Flash destroy the world and then kill everyone.

"Hiss... Why do I feel uncomfortable all over, as if I've encountered a jinx? I feel nauseous." Miaomu touched his stomach and seriously suspected that the fast food he had tonight was not very clean.

Barry also felt something, "Here!"

Before he finished speaking, Barry ran out to the corridor at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and Naegi hurriedly followed him.

On the wall of people at the corner of the corridor, a circle of light emitting faint purple appeared on the wall, and then expanded into a door.

"John, if I find out you're lying to me, I'll turn you into a rat and make you a snack for Conark!"

An angry female voice sounded from behind the door.

A pair of long legs wrapped in fishnet stockings appeared from the dark purple portal, and then a beautiful girl wearing a tight dress and a magic hat walked out from behind the door.

Behind her was Kondinstein, whose eyes were covered with a white cloth, like a blind monk. How could Kondinstein swallow this humiliation after being cheated twice in a row?

Zatanna, who was fooled by him, turned the magic stick in her arms into a walking stick with a strong pull, and handed it to Constantinstein, although she said she was angry.

But she is still a kind girl at heart, otherwise, based on what Kondinstein did before, she would definitely take him to be a snack for Konark.

In addition, Konark is an elephant, a rare and still living mammoth.

Although its appearance is concealed by magic, its strength that comes from the Ice Age is so great that Zatanna doesn't need to explain it in detail. The fact that it eats mice as snacks alone makes it far better than other elephants.