The Red Queen likes very few things, but one thing is for certain, that is, she has too many things to dislike.

Among them, what she hates the most are those things that are not under her control.

The clown, which represents disorder and chaos, obviously does not meet the aesthetics of the Red Queen.

However, it is uncontrollable to let the Red Queen take the initiative to deal with the Joker.The Red Queen is not a thug, nor will she allow herself to be used as a tool.

Therefore, the way to accomplish this goal is to let the clown himself take the initiative to run in front of the Red Queen, and through the logical excuse of "offending", put the attention of the Red Queen on the other party, and finally successfully annihilated.

After Gladys transformed into the Red Queen, she also couldn't control herself to take the initiative.So, she chose such a roundabout way.

The first step is to choose the best-controlled penguin as the messenger, coercing and luring the other party to send a message to the clown or say, that is provocation.

The second step is to attract Batman's attention, and let the other party turn to Arkham for confirmation, as a safety device to ensure that the Joker can judge the importance of the Red Queen after receiving the message, thus arousing enough curiosity of the other party.

The third step is to wait for the prey to escape from the safe cage and appear on the hunting ground on its own initiative.

The Red Queen lay on the sofa, watching the entourage in front of her report the situation in Arkham.

Now, there are two "Jacks" in the room, one is the Diamond Jack who has been with him all the time, and the other is the Heart Jack who just came up from downstairs.

After Jack Hui of Heart reported the affairs in the casino downstairs, he obediently stood aside.Then, Diamond Jack turned on the projector, and briefly described the situation in Arkham according to the instructions of the Red Queen.

"Currently, the penguin has passed the letter to the clown."

The first step has been completed.

"The Joker is still in Arkham Asylum."

Hearing this, the Red Queen reached out and touched him a little.

Diamond Jack understood and walked to Heart Jack.

The interfering sound of "zilazila" came from Batman's earphones.

Was discovered.

Realizing this, Batman didn't insist on it, took a look from a distance, and flew away with Robin.

Diamond Jack took off the small bug from Heart Jack and crushed it.

He looked at the Red Queen and nodded.

This is the second step.

"Continue to pay attention." The Red Queen showed neither satisfaction nor dissatisfaction, with a calm attitude, as if the "clown" was not the object she was deliberately trying to eliminate.

She turned her head to look at a comic strip on the tablet. On the picture, the childish strokes drawn with colored pencils were telling the story about Happy Town with fresh and elegant bright colors.

Mr. Smiling looked at Mr. Unhappy. Behind him was a little bird, also looking unhappy.Mr. Smile wants to bring joy to this little bird.

Arkham.

A man with an unusually pale complexion, as if washed by a corrosive liquid, was sitting on a chair. Under his green hair, a pair of reddish eyes were excitedly looking at a small turntable made of paper hanging on the wall.

"Aha, there are so many ways, which one should I choose?"

His body jumped up from the chair, and he jumped in three steps and came to the front of the paper wheel turntable.

The paper wheel turntable was about the size of two hands, and it was cut into grids of similar size.Inside, different pictures are drawn with crayons in each grid. The only thing these pictures have in common is that the protagonist is a colorful villain wearing a cape.

The villain is in different grids, in different scenes, is doing different poses, and encounters different situations.

One is head down, floating obliquely in the water, surrounded by several big fish, the mouth of the fish is wide open, sharp teeth are roughly drawn; the other is stretched out, with a rope drawn on the side, and drawn around the body A circle of zigzagging yellow lines indicates the state of electric shock; one is tied up with a rope, carrying a bundle on his chest, and a big "0" is written on the counter on it; A mass of green, with a vague clown makeup on his face, a big and weird smile drawn from the corners of his bright red mouth;

There is no doubt that the content on this children's drawing style picture is as exciting as it is, and as malicious as it is.

The clown pushed the paper hard, and the colors all became a muddy ball, twisted and fused together.

He stretched out a thin finger, a little upwards.

All of a sudden, the speed of rotation was reduced, and it slowed down, getting slower and slower.

Just when it was about to come to a complete stop, there was a knock on the door.

The clown turned his head, the small window on the door was pushed open, and then someone hurriedly stuffed an envelope, and then quickly closed the window with a "snap", as if fleeing for his life.

"Oh, look, a gift has arrived." The clown walked slowly to the door, and stared at the thin envelope for a while with his neck tilted.

He grinned, picked up the envelope, stuck his fingers into the gap, and tore it open with a little force.

There was a card in the envelope, with black characters on a red background, and the handwriting was very forceful, and the uneven lines were deeply burned.

There is only one sentence on it.

"There are no redundant clowns in the world."

The clown looked at it, flipped the paper over several times, and the laughter suppressed in his throat gradually became louder, echoing "hahaha" in the cage.

"Who is the clown"

He turned around, crossed his arms, opened his arms with one hand high and the other low, as if he was dancing.

"The clown is me"

He spread his legs, held the card in one hand, and bowed to his imaginary audience.

Mr. Smile received an invitation to spread the long-lost happiness in Happy Town.

After Batman returned to the Batcave, he connected to Arkham's surveillance network.Surveillance shows that the Joker is still in Arkham.

He turned to Arkham's visitation records, and the clown had no visitors.

This made him temporarily relieved in his heart.

However, things are obviously not that simple.

He quickly thought of worse possibilities.Perhaps, contact had already occurred, and he was a step behind.

However, there is still time to remedy this.

What is the connection between the Red Queen and the Joker? What is the relationship between them? What would be the reason for the Red Queen to target the Joker?

These rootless problems float and linger.

They are shadows in the mist, invisible, intangible, and untraceable.

They appear suddenly and then grow by themselves.

Who is the Red Queen and what is her purpose?

This is the puzzle he most wants to solve right now.

And in a corner that he didn't realize, a crisis quietly passed him, and then slipped into another wonderful direction.

Batman closed those windows, and while recording habitually, he found some retrieval records that were not his own.

"Sheila Heywood"

"The little boy had a happy family, father, mother, and himself."

On the crude children's drawing, three human figures can be barely seen.A tall person, a short person, and a small child, a simple family of three.

"One day, the mother passed away, leaving only the little boy and his father."

On the second image, it is a funeral, and only the roles of father and child are left in the picture.

"The little boy had a difficult time with his father. Then the father started drinking heavily."

On the screen, the character of the father enters the house, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and his body is swaying.

"The boy was beaten and scolded by his father."

The child curled up under his father's beating.

"But he still grew up smoothly, separated from his father, and had his own family."

A family of three once again appeared on the screen.

"He had a loving wife, a lovely kid. He was a good dad."

The color tone of the picture is warm and harmonious.

"However, she is not a good wife and he is not a good boy."

There are only mother and child on the screen, and the expressions of the two are not very beautiful.

"They left him."

The man is left alone.

"Oh, oh, doctor." The pale man nestled on the chair and looked at the white coat opposite him, "Why do you have such an expression?"

"Do you sympathize with me?"

His hands were handcuffed by the safety device, and he could only bend his legs like an elastic doll and bounce up, looking down at the doctor opposite.

"Why don't you just smile? What an interesting story."

He grinned himself, as if he wanted to demonstrate to the other party, and laughed "hahaha".

The doctor's expression broke away from the gentle and focused expression when listening to the story, and he couldn't help frowning and stood up.

"If you don't think it's appropriate to continue talking today, let's stop here." He showed a gesture of resistance.

Your superiors have warned you to be extremely cautious when facing clowns.If something is wrong, be sure to stop immediately.

The clown, as one of the iconic characters in Arkham, used to be, and continues to this day, there are still many psychiatrists and psychologists who want to dissect him, or try to treat him.

If anyone can do this, then what is waiting must be success and fame within easy reach in the future.

There were many people who came with such an idea. After all, he was one of the few inmates in Arkham who was not a person with superpowers, and he was not a reformed person.However, those people came one after another, and left one after another in the face of difficulties.

Some retreated, some struggled, and some were taken into Arkham's new ward by the clown.

Afterwards, the reputation of the clown spread throughout the industry and became a seductive and dangerous bouquet.

The doctor has seen those seniors who tried to treat the clown, but ended up sending themselves to the ward.They left a good warning, and he didn't want to follow the old path of those losers.

He only needs to fiddle with his qualifications here, and when he saves enough in the future, he will jump to another company for a promotion.

That's what he thought, that's what he planned to do.

When he hit the button for "over," the clown said

"This is not my story, but yours, Doctor."

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