I'm dying every day [Comprehensive British and American]

After Bernice went back, Charles asked Eric what he had said to her. Bernice patted his chest to make sure they didn't say anything so that he wouldn't misunderstand.

In fact, Charles just wanted to know if Eric had confessed to Bernice, but he always felt that her behavior was weird, as if she was hiding something. Could it be that Bernice already knew everything, but didn't want others to know about them? Relationship?

But this was always a private matter between the two of them, and Charles never asked about it.

Bernice made a special trip back to Gotham this weekend, intending to visit Mrs. David. She sent text messages and called Mrs. David last night, but there was no response, so she stepped on her house directly today. To be honest, she misses Mrs. David a little bit. Mrs. Vee made the pizza herself.

She knocked on the door, but no one came to open the door for a long time, only to hear the roar of the rocket on the other end, and kept knocking on the door, like crazy.

Maybe Mrs. Davy wasn't home, Bernice thought, and was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of something on the ground.

She squatted down and found a playing card sandwiched between the ground and the crack of the door. She picked it up and turned it over, her eyes fixed.

On the playing card is a picture of a funny laughing clown, the corners of his mouth raised high as if mocking her, and there is a line of small characters and a string of phone numbers below.

Want to save her?come to me~

Joker

Bernice's gaze gradually became sharper, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, and the poker cards in her hand were crumpled by her.

She took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger in her heart, took out her mobile phone and dialed the number.

The bell was picked up within two rings, and without waiting for the person on the other end to speak, she said directly, "Where is she?"

"Oh, Bernice—" the other party yelled in surprise, as if talking to an old friend I hadn't seen for many years, "You finally came to see me! I've been waiting for your call for a long time."

Bernice asked again, her voice became cold all of a sudden: "Where is she?"

"Oh? You mean that poor lady?" The clown pretended to think about it for a moment, and then laughed nervously, "Hey, I remembered. I threw her into a corner and almost forgot about her."

"If you want to see me, just come to me." Bernice narrowed her eyes, "Catch an innocent woman? You sonofabit/ch."

"Aha, don't be so angry." The clown smiled playfully, "As long as you come to me tonight, I promise to let her go."

Bernice asked bluntly: "Come on, don't push me, where are you?"

After getting an address, Bernice immediately hung up the phone, opened the map app, entered the address, and a nightclub popped up.

Anyone who dares to touch her, if I don't beat you up violently, I will take your surname!

The rocket behind the door was still mad, banging on the door one after another, howling as if calling for help.

Poor Rocket, I don't know how long he has been trapped at home. If Bernice hadn't come, he might have starved to death.

Bernice took a few steps back, concentrated all her strength on her legs, and then raised her legs and kicked the door.

boom!

The voice was quite loud, but it didn't move at all.

Bernice: "..."

Isn't that how it's done in movies? !

She went downstairs angrily, went to a nearby tool store to buy a hammer, and took off the doorknob with violence. She thought that Mrs. David would not blame her.

As soon as the door opened, the rocket inside rushed out and jumped on Bernice.

"Don't lick me, a lot of saliva... Hey, where are you rubbing? You little pervert!"

Bernice pushed the husky, whose head was buried on her chest and was licking her face wildly with its wet tongue, and said it in a stern voice, and it sat down obediently, but its tail flicked like a propeller , looking at her with aggrieved dog eyes.

She went into the room and poured a big bowl of dog food for Rocket, and he buried himself in eating.

Bernice was thinking of someone to take care of Rocket temporarily. She and Mrs. David might not be able to come back, and she didn't want to ask Charles for help, lest he ask questions and stop her when the time comes. Besides, this is a matter between her and the clown. No need to drag a Marvel guy into it.

Characters belonging to different universes shouldn't be intermingling. She doesn't want to have any accidents. The earth is very fragile.

……

Bernice led the well-fed rocket to the Wayne Building to see if she could find Bruce Wayne, otherwise she would leave the rocket here first. Maybe her good luck played a role, and she saw the black-haired man from a distance. The figure of the man, seeing that he was about to get into the car, immediately shouted: "B...Mr. Bruce Wayne!!"

Bruce, who was about to get in the car, heard someone calling him and turned his head. He saw the blonde woman who disappeared in Gotham a month ago leading a familiar husky, one person and one dog running towards him.

Bruce: "..."

"Great, you're here!" Bernice looked surprised, and pressed against the car door to prevent him from slipping into the car, with a posture of "don't point to get in the car if you don't listen to me".

"Yo, remember me?" she asked.

"You are..." Bruce tilted his head, looking polite and struggling to remember.

Bernice waved her hand and said, "It's okay if you don't remember, I'm here to ask Gotham's good neighbors for help."

Bruce felt that it might not be a good thing, he lowered his head, and looked at the stupid looking husky with its tongue sticking out.

Rocket seemed to smell that this man smelled the same as the person who brought him home that night, so he yelled happily: "Aw!"

Bruce looked at this erha who had been tossing him all night with a headache, why is it you again? ? ?

Bernice quickly explained the reason for her visit: "I'm going to find a bastard to settle the score now. I don't know if I can come back intact. Will you or Batman take care of it for me first?"

"Ow!"

Bruce's eyelids twitched, and he was about to refuse, wondering if Bernice had seen his intention, and immediately said, "It's your duty to help beautiful ladies?"

Bruce began to regret the first time he met as "Bruce Wayne" and said these words as a trick, which brought him endless troubles, the last time was to find the dog, this time it was to take care of the dog ...

He resisted the urge to rub his forehead and said, "Miss, I... Batman is not a pet care facility."

As he said that, he became vigilant in his heart. He wondered if it was his illusion. Every time Bernice told him that he was looking for Batman, he felt that the other party seemed to regard him as Batman and talk to him directly. Those who said to Batman Listening to the words seems to be speaking to him.

Bruce frowned unobtrusively, observing Bernice's expression. Even if a person thought he knew Batman, he wouldn't come to him repeatedly to ask Batman for help, would he?

It's best he's paranoid.

The corners of Bernice's mouth flattened, and she lost all patience. She stepped forward and roughly pulled up the man's tie, with anger on her brows: "The clown caught my man, I'm going to act for the sky tonight, don't you Wouldn't you even do a small favor?"

Bruce froze, clown?

While he was in a daze, Bernice shoved the dog leash into Bruce's hand without giving him any room to refuse, "I will pick it up tomorrow, if I don't come tomorrow, call the police for me!" Slip, still running and waving back.

Bruce: "..."

Bernice quickly disappeared, and Bruce looked at the husky at his feet, thinking about what she had just said.

……

Afterwards, Bernice went to the gun shop and bought a small pistol/gun. As expected of Gotham, she didn’t need to show any documents. She just filled out a form (randomly filled out), and the clerk didn’t even need to check it. , You can leave after paying the money.

Bernice waited until nine o'clock in the evening, and came to the nightclub where the clown was.

A neon sign flickered above Bernice's head. She touched the small gun in her pocket, took a deep breath, and was about to go in. Just as she took a step, she bumped into a man hurrying past.

She was about to scold the other party for not walking without eyes, but after seeing the man's appearance clearly, she showed a hellish expression, and the other party was no better than her, so she was stunned.

"It's you?!"

"What are you doing here?"

The two spoke in unison, and both were stunned for a moment. Bernice came to her senses first and asked, "I should be asking you this question. Are you fired from Arkham?"

This man was Arkham's green-eyed brother. Bernice had a good impression of him, after all, he was the one who brought her sanitary napkins and helped her escape from prison.

Green eyes frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I don't need to stay there anymore."

"Oh." Bernice didn't ask why, she wanted to know why she met him at the door of the nightclub more than this.

Hold on.

Bernice felt that she had grasped the point, and gave him a "I understand" expression, and let out a meaningful exclamation: "Oh——"

Green eyes: "..."

Oh what!

Green Eyes just wanted to clarify, but then realized that they had stood at the door for too long and could easily attract attention, so he took Bernice's arm.

……

It took the Red Hood half a month to finally pick up one of the clown's hiding places, and according to reports, he is very likely to appear there tonight.

If he had a list of enemies, the Joker would be at the top, and his name would be bolded with a red line.

Three years ago, he died once and was beaten to death by a clown. He still vividly remembered the feeling of life slipping away from his body. From the heart-piercing pain at the beginning, he could no longer feel any Pain, I can only feel my body gradually cooling down, and the clown's crazy laughter is lingering in my ears.

He didn't expect to be able to open his eyes again, and what made him angry was that when he returned to Gotham, he found that nothing had changed, the clown continued to do evil, Gotham was still Gotham, and his death didn't change anything .

The second-generation Robin is dead, and now there is only Red Hood.