[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

The night sky in Gotham City is always cloudy, the weird Gothic buildings stand tall, and the dark alleys hide dirt and dirt under the glitz on the surface.

This is Gotham—the city with the highest crime rate in the United States, bar none.

Law enforcement in these cities is weak and corrupt.So except for most of the citizens who are not sure whether it is the real Dark Knight Batman, everyone and even the Gotham Police Department are helpless or even turn a blind eye to the criminals in this city.

Fortunately, Batman is not an urban legend spread on the streets, but there is such a person who turns into a knight in the dark and fights against the "evil" of Gotham with his own power.

However, Gotham has been a bit "peaceful" lately, in a literal sense.

Because, the "uncrowned king" among criminals in Gotham City, the Joker, hasn't come out to "play" with Batman for a whole year and three months.

Compared with the "glorious history" of the clown who repeatedly escaped from prison to find Batman to play the "choice game", this time the clown is too quiet.It was unnaturally quiet.Many people think that the clown is planning a big move, playing a more ruthless game with Batman.

Batman was naturally worried about the clown, and he also secretly "visited" the prison, but the clown stayed in Arkham obediently, as quiet as a chicken.

Seeing this, Batman didn't care about the Joker's danger, even though he didn't lower his risk assessment in his heart.After all, he is busy.The Joker isn't the only criminal in Gotham.In this city of sin, people commit crimes every day, every hour, every moment.He's not that free.

And what about the clown?

He doesn't even have that skill.Because he is busy raising a baby!

Yes, raise a baby.

450 days ago, the number one priority in Joker's heart was Batman.For now, though, Batman is stepping aside from the Joker.

450 days ago, the Joker who was sent to Arkham again by Batman got a gift.A copy of... god damn it or whoever gave it... no!It's a treasure he found himself.

More than a year ago, Arkham had an extra little girl in the clown's room alone.

No one knows how this little girl got here.When she appeared in the eyes of everyone, she was held in the arms of the clown, a psychopath.

Arkham had an extra child for no reason, and it was a four or five-year-old girl. The news did not spread to Arkham.Even Batman doesn't know this little girl exists.

After all, for the clown who can come in and out of Arkham as his home at will, and after he escaped and messed with Batman only to be belatedly aware of it, controlling Arkham's high-risk prison and being in Batman's eyelids It's not too difficult to hide the existence of a child underneath.He even has a strange and contradictory psychology.He looked forward to when Batman would find the child, but he didn't want the child to be seen by Batman.

——that was his only treasure.

Although, the Joker and his "jewel" didn't get along very well when they first met.

It was an ordinary night when the Joker was thrown into Arkham yet again by "good friend" Batman.

As one of Gotham's most dangerous criminals, the Joker has his "separate suite" here - a ward with iron walls.The configuration inside is the same as that of a prison, with a fixed single bed, the same fixed wash basin and iron toilet.

In the dimly lit ward, a figure could be vaguely seen.Moonlight poured in from the half-square-meter toughened glass window, half of the slender man was covered with moonlight and hid in the shadows, blending into the same color as the long shadow on the ground.He sat on the floor beside the bed, with his back against the wall, his left leg propped up, and his arm resting casually on it.If you look closely, you will find that there is an abnormal bulge under the pale skin on the wrist of the dangling hand.

The pain of the fracture and other wounds on his body stimulated his senses one after another.If it were someone else, he would have hugged his wrists and cried out in pain, but he was silent and calm as if nothing happened.Even the mouth with half of the lipstick remaining on his face was still bent.

Obviously, he was laughing.Leisurely and cozy.

I don't know if I am reminiscing about the game I played with my "good friend" today.

The entire ward was eerily silent, only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard.

The clown hangs his head, the back of his head is messy, the green hair hangs down to the side of his face because of his movements, blocking most of his pale face, only showing the mouth and chin that seems to be always smiling.The whole person is like a ghost in a horror movie who has just eaten a person and the corners of his mouth are still stained with blood. It is eerie and terrifying.

"Boom!"

It was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

The clown felt a sudden flash of white light in the room, and then something...something fell on the bed?

The blinding white light made people unable to close their eyes, but he just narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then quickly reached out and grabbed the foreign object on the bed before the white light disappeared.

"Well, well, well...Look at what I found! A...little girl?" He bent down, his left leg was half-kneeling on the bed, and the hand with the cracked bone was pinching the outsider's slender neck .

On the bed was a little black-haired Asian girl, with soft black hair that reached her shoulders, fair skin, and lovely snow jade.She was wearing a pure white hospital gown, her eyes were tightly closed, and she seemed to be in a coma.But the suffocating force on her neck woke her up quickly.

The little girl opened her eyes. They were a pair of clear black and white eyes. Because she was strangled by the neck, there was a layer of water in them.It makes people unconsciously think of the ignorant Bambi in the forest.

"Well, sweetheart, how did you come here? Running out of the house in the middle of the night is not a lady's behavior." Facing this pair of clean and pure eyes, the strength in the clown's hand did not loosen at all, even though his wrist was broken. There is no thought of taking it easy.

"..." The girl blinked silently, dazed and innocent.It's like she doesn't know why she is here.

The clown tightened his grip, and the little girl blushed because of this, and had difficulty breathing.But her eyes were still calm, with the initial bewilderment and innocence, without any resistance.

For such a "little thing" that appeared suddenly, the clown only needed a little force, and in the blink of an eye, he could cut off her fragile little neck.

"Tick tock~"

"Tick tock~"

"Tick tock~"

Three seconds passed without the expected sound of bones breaking.One big and one small on the bed, one up and one down, are staring at each other.

The clown, who was going to kill the girl at will, found a feeling of intolerance, pity, and distress suddenly rising in his heart.Tiny, but clearly present.

——This is so strange!

"...haha," the clown suddenly laughed, and then, as if he had found some interesting toy, the laughter grew louder.

"Hee hee hee……"

"Ahahahahahahahaha!!!"

The laughter was eerie and eerie, like the voice of a devil, resounding throughout Arkham.

"What the hell is that damn clown going crazy!?" Many criminals and prison guards cursed like this.

In the ward, the girl saw the green-haired man in front of her laughing wildly, and when she was about to suffocate to death, he slowly let go of the hand that was pinching her neck.

Breathing recovered smoothly, the girl just had time to take a breath of air, but the man quickly bent down again, so close that the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of his nose.Then he met those inhuman, maddened green eyes.

"I changed my mind baby."

"What's your name? Oh no, I forgot your previous name. Angel, this will be your name from now on."

Angel - Angel, angel.

Can it make him, a lunatic, have unbearable mood swings?This is so strange and too scary.If a real angel appeared in front of him, his wings might be torn off by this lunatic.So she deserved the name Angel.

"Did you come here by accident, or did you my old friend 'Batman's secret weapon, throw it here to influence me and prepare my conscience to find out?"

The latter is out of the question, Joker understands Batman.He and Batman are like light and darkness. The little bat may send some professional psychologist over, but it will never let a little girl who looks like four or five years old stay in the same room with him.

"This is a very novel game..." He muttered to himself, "How could the clown not join?"

"Anyway, I decided to raise you, baby." Before I lost interest.

A strand of his green hair poked on the girl's smooth forehead, itching.This sense made the girl raise her hand to touch her forehead, and the instigator also sat up seeing this, and by the way scooped the girl into his arms with his long arm.

The sudden feeling of soaring into the air made the girl stunned, and then she unresponsively lowered her head to look at the arms around her waist.Because her body was too petite, she only saw a section of purple suit sleeve by the moonlight.

"...??"

The little girl blinked her eyes, then turned around from the clown's arms with difficulty, and looked down at the purple suit on his body.

The little girl grabbed one side of the clown's collar, her round eyes shone slightly.

"What? Do you like it, sweetie?"

The clown's hands passed under the girl's armpits, lifting her up so that she could take a better look at the purple suit on her body.

The suit on the clown was cut smoothly, with exquisite workmanship, and it seemed that the price was not cheap.But the important thing is not the workmanship, but the color!

That homosexual Zi, who couldn't bear to look straight at her, was hard to describe...but the little girl felt very kind.

Her eyes were shining brightly, and her little mouth, which had been silent from the beginning until now, finally moved, and she spat out two syllables in an admiring, affectionate and slightly tentative way: "Daddy?"

The little girl speaks Huaxia, but the pronunciation of these two characters is almost universal.Even the clown, who doesn't understand Chinese, managed to understand the meaning of these two words based on the little girl's expression and syllables.

"Papa?"

"Hahahahaha, papa?" He laughed again, his whole body trembled crazily because of the laughter, but the hands holding the little girl were still strong.

"You really surprised me, baby! But I like it!"

"But you should call it another..."

"...?" The little girl tilted her head and looked at him, dazed and puzzled.

"It's called daddy..." he said.