I made my fortune 108 times by breaking up with Wayne

Bruce: How are you, cosplay?I didn't find you at the banquet, so I went to the hotel, and the front desk said I didn't see you back.

Bruce: I heard you got shot in the shoulder by a clown?God!Go to the hospital quickly!Where are you!I'll take you!

Bruce: Cosplay?

Bruce: Misty?

Bruce: Hey, if you don't answer again, I need to apologize once, and check your private address from the surveillance?

Jason's house - his original home, Misty covered her head with a splitting headache with one hand, took out her mobile phone with the other hand, and pressed the button with one hand to reply Bruce: I'm fine, I'll find a place to dispose of the bullets myself, you don't have to worry about me.

Bruce replied in seconds: Why don't you worry! ! !

Bruce: I sent you to Gotham.I just knew, damn Batman, there will be no good things to show up!

Misty shook her head and brought the phone screen closer to her eyes, so that she would not have double images when reading the words: I’m really fine, I’m staying at my friend’s house now, he’s helping me get the bullets, I’ll make sure you see me alive and kicking tomorrow me, talk back.

Snapped--

After turning off the phone, Misty let it fall to the ground, whimpered and covered her other ear with the hand that hurt her shoulder, trying to correct all the crazy thoughts in her head.

"The world is in chaos, the world is bound by the shackles of the law, we should break it!"

——I don't feel that the world is bound!To say it is a shackle is too secondary!

"Little bat, little bat, little bat, come with me! Spend my bad day with me!"

——Batman is indeed charming, yes, but I can't bear to drag him into despair!

"What's the use of the law? It's still saved by the vigilante in the end, it's better to destroy it! Save the world! Hee hee hee!"

- Get out!clown!

The bullet wound in the shoulder stained the red coat, ticking to the wooden floor in the pale light.

Misty took out the knife without much preparation, and cut into the shoulder abruptly, the tip of the knife rotating in the flesh, digging out the bullet.The pain distorted Misty's face and briefly lulled her mind.

She needs to build a character to "beat" the Joker.

cannot……

Misty took a deep breath, her fingers rubbing against the splashed liquid on the floor, blood staining her fingerprints red.

You can't follow the clown's train of thought.

calm.

It's not like I haven't simulated the villain's thinking before, no matter how chaotic and disorderly, as long as the mind is firm and not brainwashed, it can always be devoured and eliminated.

The girl sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.

You can't follow the way of the clown...

Don't go along with his thinking about whether the world needs laws.When you follow other people's thinking to think about problems and then refute them, you have already fallen into a trap.

"Do you know what a world looks like without those inexplicable rules to follow?" The clown's purposely elongated voice continued to resound in her mind.

Misty said calmly, "I know, there must be no Batman."

clown:?

Clown: "After breaking the bottom line, you will find that your life is really wonderful..."

Misty: "But no Batman."

clown:? ?

Clown: "What's the best way to get vengeance on someone who cheated on you? Tell the cops? No baby, tell the cops how many years they'll be in? Or talk them out of here? Look, the rule-abiding ones 'Gift', they'll touch your bed in anger and cut your throat with a blade. This world is a paradise for the bad guys and a hell for the good guys, rules and laws are made by man, only chaos is utterly fair .”

Misty: "Follow the rules and get treated kindly by Batman."

clown:? ? ?

The Joker took a deep breath, "Okay, let's fucking talk about Batman."

Misty: "No."

Misty: "Black fans don't talk to me."

Misty: "You're a badass Batman who knows ass."

Misty: "Brother Bat is the only one left, we will defend to the death my brother's ideas!"

The clown shouted angrily: "No! Only I understand little bats!"

Very well, hold on, Misty, you've beaten the Joker's logic and pulled his mind over.

make persistent efforts.

He cannot be allowed to dominate the topic.

Outside, the window was pried open by means, and the dark bat shadow spread into the cozy room. The knight closed the window with his backhand and walked towards the girl.

Her mobile phone is extremely special, and the location cannot be cracked. If she hadn't confessed that she was at a friend's house, Batman wouldn't be sure if he could find it.

— in fact, he's very worried about her using her Kryptonian powers to leave Gotham and fly off to find Superman.

The man sat next to the girl and found that she was currently in Michelle's appearance. The dress was also changed to a sports vest with a black cat pattern on a white background and black long jeans. The breathable long-sleeved jacket was draped to the outermost layer. Dried blood.

The clown originally intended to aim at her heart, but it was she who dodged to save herself before hitting her shoulder.Now, the small-caliber warhead was thrown at random on the ground, stained with blood.

Batman picked up the bullet and put it in the inner space of the belt with great care, next to the bullet Misty gave him, then took out the hemostatic spray and bandages, and wrapped Misty up.

Obviously he has suffered more serious injuries than this, from trauma to bleeding in the lungs, from crutches to being broken in the spine, and he was shot in the shoulder before, which is only a minor injury to him.But when dealing with Misty's injury at this moment, Batman's nerves were more tense than ever.

He held his breath subconsciously, for fear of affecting the effect of the medicine, the girl's skin twitched slightly from the pain, his movements were light and light, and she could still hear her groans clearly.Batman said in a hoarse voice, "Squeamish." He took out the anesthetic and applied it around the wound. The soft warmth seemed to penetrate the man's slightly cold palm as if through the glove.

He hesitated for a long time before he didn't pull back the straps that went to his arms - the place pressed the wound.With his backhand, he took off the cloak that symbolized the arrival of Batman, and carefully put it on Misty.

——In this way, when she wakes up and finds out that someone has been drugged, she won't worry about whether the other party took the opportunity to do something.After all, Batman's character has not experienced a crisis of trust for the time being.

in case……

The sullen man secretly thought: If she comes to return the cloak, he will take off the hood in front of her.

What if you don't plan to pay it back?

Batman was extremely surprised: Is there anyone else who can take advantage of Batman-of course he came to find her.

He stood up, turned and left.

He's fine, it's time for him to prepare for the night patrol.

Not long after Batman left, Jason didn't bother to go through the door, so he went straight through the window and went home. When he came in, he saw a shadow in the corner of the wall, and immediately pulled out his gun, "Who!"

Look closely, "Michelle?"

The little friend was in a very bad condition, his slender eyelashes quietly closed his eyes, his face was flushed with a sickly crimson, but it couldn't cover up the paleness of the skin itself.Batman's cape covered her whole body, like a thick grave cover.

Jason wasn't in the mood to satirize an old man's behavior of saying he was going back to the banquet, but actually caring for the little girl. He watched in shock as his little friend suddenly raised the corners of his lips with a distorted smile.

He has seen many similar smiles, from the clown, from the clown gang, and from the faces of people killed by the clown with his laughing gas.

That smile disappeared quickly, but Jason didn't think it was an illusion.

Michelle was infected by the joker's laughing gas?

He twisted the back of his hand hard to drive his legs to walk over. His face was pale, but after careful observation, he found that things were not as bad as he thought.

Michelle didn't quite like the reaction of laughing gas. The clown's laughing gas made the victim's facial muscles contract, laughing non-stop, laughing wildly to death.

Anyway, the clown is already dead and can't find an antidote, so Jason took out the antidote for laughing gas developed by Batman-the ghost knows whether the attribute in Michelle belongs to laughing gas-dead The horse acted as a live horse doctor and sprayed it on Michelle's face.

"Cough cough cough!" Misty woke up from her thoughts and opened her eyes, "Jason?" Jokingly: "Officer, is this my punishment for trespassing on a residential house?"

Jason didn't take her joke. He squeezed the antidote tightly with his bony hands, and the strength of the young man's emotion directly squeezed the body of the bottle to make fingerprints. "Michelle, you must tell me the truth."

At that time, Misty's heart skipped a beat.Could it be that the little Golden Fleece found out that she used a fake|identity to befriend him?

"You've been around clowns lately, haven't you?" Jason asked.

"Yes!" Misty replied without hesitation, "I tried to think about what he was thinking..."

Jason was like boiling water immediately, unable to calm down, "Are you going to understand the mental illness?!" The little boy growled violently, "Do you know what happened to the last person who did that!"

Misty was curious: "Is there anyone else who thinks the same as me?"

"Yeah!" Jason was annoyed, "You guys ended up not too bad. Her name is Harleen Quizell, the clown's psychiatrist, and she came to treat the clown, but the clown tricked her into doing the so-called self-liberation. Now guess what? Where does she live? Arkham Asylum!"

"Don't worry." Misty smiled at him, a very normal smile, "I'm not the same as her in nature. I'm very professional in playing tricks."

It's just that the clown belongs to the dark side that induces other people, and she is proficient in constructing various character designs, inducing and deceiving herself that she is that kind of character, and at the same time perfectly retains her own thoughts, so that she will not get lost.

Jason recalled the weird smile before, and kicked the wall angrily - he couldn't feel relieved at all!

"I am indeed a little confused now, similar to me when I briefly separated the personality of the clown."

After hearing Misty's words, Jason's pupils shrank, and he dragged her away neatly, "We're looking for Batman!"

The word Batman instantly aroused the chaotic thoughts that the girl had suppressed, "Wow!" Her words faintly revealed expectations, and excitement flashed across her pupils: "Are we going to see Batman!"

Batman Batman Batman!Misty is preoccupied with Batman now.

Jason nodded: "Yes, Batman must have a solution."

"Okay!" Misty agreed without hesitation.

However, Jason Todd always felt that something was wrong with his little partner.