[Comprehensive British and American] Write Lei Wen in the name of Super Reverse

The clown cruelly rejected Luthor's marriage proposal, put on women's clothing, and stood in the square.

He has planned for a long time to tell the public about his sinful past.

He was caught by the police on the spot.

Gordon originally thought that after so many years on duty in Gotham, there was nothing that could shock him.

But looking at the scene in front of him, his heart still couldn't stand it.

The clown is on the stage in the square, tearfully publicizing his crimes.

That's okay, after all, everyone in Gotham knows that the Joker is really evil.

But his dress really caused serious visual damage to people.

For a while, everyone who was unfortunate enough to be present was embarrassed.

They have only one pair of hands, and they really don't know whether to use them to cover their eyes or their ears.

Furious, Luther grabbed him back and pushed him down on the bed.

Following the strenuous exercise, Luthor stopped in disbelief:

He actually killed the clown...

Luther stood in the presidential suite with satisfaction, looking at the sea view outside, and sipping high-end red wine.

This is called life.

Those few days at the Met were just the nightmare of his life.

He opened the window so that the birds on the windowsill could come and eat the crumbs.

The years are quiet.

He then finds himself in Arkham's ward, face to face with the clown in women's clothing.

"I'm going to call the police." Luther thought blankly.

Bei Guoxia stopped the keyboard, very entangled with this "vigorous exercise".

How to die?

With his description of elementary school students full of Qzone style?

No, this is a public execution!

He paused and wrote:

In order to calm his anger, Luther pushed the clown to the bed, and then cooked for the clown.

He first took out a can of Swedish herring, opened the lid, put it in a pot, and boiled it.

Next, add the haggis pudding.

Flavored with English Licorice Fudge and Sakurajima Larvae Fudge.

Finish with a sprinkle of shredded Danish blue cheese.

Naturally, a dish could not appease the resentment, so he kept doing it violently.

When he came back to his senses, the clown was actually killed...

Gordon found that the clown disappeared out of thin air, a little dazed.

At this time, Amanda's exasperated voice came from the communicator: "Why are Luther and the clown in the ward!"

"Don't worry, I'll deal with it right away." Gordon said immediately, "What are they doing?"

"They cook shi in the ward!"

Gordon cursed in a low voice: "Shift!"

Luther looked at the clown's body for a long time without speaking.

He leaned over and kissed the corpse's painted cheek.

End of the full text.

When Batman and Gordon rushed to the ward, the whole Arkham was full of voices.

Those who don't want to escape are all making up a temporary make-up lesson on how to escape from prison, and those who have long wanted to escape can't wait to run outside.

Amanda dispatched all secret service teams to calm the situation.

Gordon and Batman run straight to the Joker's hospital room.

The pungent smell made them stop.

Burnt white smoke drifted out, making it difficult to move forward in the entire corridor.

Faintly, a person staggered out of the white smoke.

Batman looked over with sharp eyes.

It's Luthor.

He walked up to Batman and said, "Don't ask."

"What's inside..."

"I just want to forget the past, join the Justice League, and contribute to the most noble cause of mankind." Luther said sincerely.

This is Luthor making a favorable choice through deduction.

He deduced that the purpose of someone doing this behind the scenes was to toss the two well-known forces of Gotham and Metropolis at the same time.

Of course, Luthor never considered himself a villain.

He believes that the mysterious person should also be blinded by Superman's name and cannot see reality clearly.

But that didn't stop him from joining the Justice League temporarily so that person wouldn't look for him again.

After all, he was drinking red wine and feeding pigeons, and was suddenly pulled into the ward to cook canned herring, and performed "Broken Blue Bridge" with the clown.

Forget it, he never wants to go through it again.

"Oh, by the way, the clown is dead," Luthor said.

Batman's head buzzed suddenly.

He no longer questioned Luther's purpose for suddenly applying to join the Zhenglian, but pushed him aside and rushed into the ward.

Gordon originally wanted to follow in.

But in front of this smell, he retreated.

Batman opens the ward door:

There was no body in the room, just a charred pot on a stove that came out of nowhere.

The clown opened his eyes and found that he was not in the ward, but sitting on a barren field.

A young man landed in front of him from mid-air and said at the same time, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He wears a blue tights with a red cape and an "S" symbol on his chest.

The clown raised his head, looked at the other person, and grinned loudly: "Are you Superman? So this is you..."

wrong!

When he saw the opponent's face clearly, the clown realized that this could never be Superman.

At least, not the blue Superman in Metropolis.

Although they look alike, even the shock and pressure they bring to people when they are serious are exactly the same.

But he looked younger and more dangerous.

The clown took a step back and grinned subconsciously:

His clothes are full of laughing gas, which he intends to use against Batman.

But it would be a lot less fun if it was Superman — no matter who it was.

"I am not Superman," said the young man, "I am stronger and more perfect than he."

He didn't approach the clown at all, he just shot hot gazes from both eyes, penetrating the clown's body.

After easily triggering a small explosion that burned the clown into a pile of black ashes, he turned around and let the pile of ashes be blown away by the wind.

His eyes were empty, and his face was full of meaning.

Tim tucked his phone between his ear and shoulder, tapping away on the keyboard.

"I traced the origin of that IP, in Akam."

Batman asked in disbelief, "Arkham?"

"That's right," Tim said helplessly, "Arkham's network, if Mr. J is his pseudonym, I can only infer..."

"That's impossible," Batman said.

"Everyone did the relevant actions according to the content of the post," Tim picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and continued, "If it wasn't the clown himself who posted the post, it could only be someone in Arkham recording... ..."

"The records don't go down to what they said and did," Batman reminded him.

Tim said helplessly, "Yes, but..."

He looked at the "End of the full text" on the screen, still a little like in a dream:

Is the Joker really dead?

Suddenly, the computer screen went black.

"how……"

Tim pushed off the table and jumped aside, thinking that some mechanism that would blow up the computer had been triggered again.

At the same time, he felt his brain suddenly go blank.

"Red Robin?" Batman called.

"No, nothing."

Tim sat down again, picked up his coffee cup, and looked at the computer screen that was redisplayed:

"However, this article does not go into detail about specific words and deeds. It is more like a record."

Forum irrigation area next door.

[Subject: Crash!We seem to have killed that article...]

0L: I opened the update, and there was no plot in it. I read it for a long time, and then I saw two words between the words, "Unfinished".

1L: Never mind, there was once a sand sculpture in front of my eyes, I didn't cherish it...

2L: I thought we didn't raise them either, didn't we let them grow freely and die at will?

3L: Why did it suddenly cut off?It's very strange. Is it our fault that it was well written?

4L: Because someone checked the IP...

5L: Who?who?who? ! ! !

6L: I don’t know, but with my many years of hacking skills, someone has been checking the IP since the last update. Is this the real reason why the writer ran away?

7L: The writer is not the original owner?How could the original owner be afraid of checking?

8L: Hi!I said earlier that the current prevention mechanism of the forum is not enough, at least it must be encrypted layer by layer.

9L: Cunning humans!

10L: Aite administrator, hurry up and take some measures!

11L: The administrators are out to work!

12L: Where's the administrator? ?

……

Tim logs back into the forum and finds he can't get in.

A notice hangs on the website:

Due to special reasons, the user's original account is all invalidated.

Users below the VIP level need to re-register their account.

Please bear with me.

Tim: ...Since it's an intranet, can it be so casual?

He didn't bother Cassandra anymore and decided to register a new account.

After filling in the basic registration information, a long set of questionnaires was displayed in front of his eyes.

There is a line of small characters at the top:

It takes more than [-] points to pass the test and get an account.

The exam, Tim didn't take it to heart, isn't it simple?

Do you think he got a bunch of degrees for nothing?

However, after all, it was the internal forum of the Mutant Academy, and he was looking forward to having different knowledge.

It would be best to stump him.

The first question of the questionnaire:

On December 12th, which pair of CP texts was quoted by Love in the X Academy in the history paper, and got six warnings?

a. ice fire

b. Wolves

c. Silver Eagle

Professor D. Wolf

Tim: "..."

This is indeed somewhat beyond the scope of his knowledge.

The second question of the questionnaire:

What do we usually say about Magneto's 'that' outfit?

A. Warm, gorgeous, elegant, mature, rated "A"

B. Anyway, better than the last set

C. How did the White Queen manage to stand beside him without laughing?It is worthy of being the representative of contemporary exquisite women.

d. Gayor European

Tim: "..."

He shouldn't have expected it.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: One-way street, Xinyue, unknown;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：忧忧星15瓶；王明阳10瓶；白攸8瓶；画师、昨夜小楼又东风、小喵6瓶；EGHIU、無妄5瓶；残之羽翼、Dreambreaker3瓶；棉花糖、氪星童话大蓝鸟、萦柠、幻月、晓芬1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!Chirp~