"Miss Mo Sheng, your words made the master understand the meaning of the message faster."

Now, we shift the scene to Bruce, who is searching Arkham and Tim for traces of the Joker, checking to see if there is any message left.

At the same time, there was Jason who said that he would not be with them but still followed them. Jason followed behind the two of them quietly, but obviously, all three knew the existence of the other, but no one said it outright. Both pretended not to know each other.

"B, there's a radio here." Tim pulled out a black object from the shadow in the corner and handed it to Bruce.

He pursed his lips and looked serious. There was nothing in this space, and the only thing that could be considered useful was the radio.

After taking it, Bruce checked it and turned on the play button when he found nothing abnormal. He knew that it was definitely left by the clown on purpose, and it contained the information they needed.

The radio first heard the sound of electric current, and then there was the sound of human voices, as if it had been in disrepair for a long time. The human voice was a little distorted, but it could be clearly heard that it was a clown.

"Dear Batman and Robin, congratulations for discovering the clues I left behind, one step closer to the answer, please continue to work hard."

The clown's voice was crazy, as if he had great expectations for this "game", but he suddenly lowered his voice in the middle of speaking, the tone seemed to be the ravings of the devil pulling people into the abyss.

No one understands why clowns do this, and those who understand are all lunatics and clowns.

"According to common sense, it is time to give hints for the next level. Uncle J will naturally abide by the rules of the game. Listen to the hints carefully. It is not easy."

[—I am both here and not here, what is the definition of position?No one knows. ]

[I hope your speed is fast enough, this time there is no chance to beat the time~]

The radio sizzled again, and then a noise, which signaled that there was no information.

"I'm sick." Tim frowned and snorted coldly. Naturally, he was extremely disgusted with the clown's words, especially in that crazy tone.

He continued to search the room, looking for things that he might have left behind.

Bruce stood still and thought about what the clown said. After fighting the clown for so many years, he can say that he knows the clown very well.

Both here and not here...

At this moment, he suddenly heard the voice of the little girl on the other end of the communicator, and then suddenly realized.

"He's in another universe."

The information can be explained in another universe, for example, there is no one on the overlapping coordinates, such as the words just now.

"Let's go." So Bruce called Tim, who was still rummaging through boxes and boxes, "It's useless to search any further. The information here only suggests one thing."

"What's wrong?" Tim stopped immediately, turned to someone, and asked, "What's the reminder?"

"The Joker is in another universe."

The black cloak passed through the rusty iron gate, leaving shadows and darkness behind. The dim moonlight barely penetrated through the railings, only illuminating a few pitiful places. The ground was covered with dust, as if It has not been cleaned in many years.

After Bruce and Tim left, Jason rolled in. He landed lightly on the ground, stared out of the window, which was no longer than his forearm length, and suddenly whispered:

"It's a good idea, but if you let me go back, will I go back?"

When Bruce passed by where he was staying, he said I hope you come back. The voice was so soft that he couldn't even hear it.

But he heard it, and he knew Bruce knew he heard it, and Bruce had said it for him.

After rummaging through the box, Jason also found the radio and listened to the same passage, but there was no hint that he couldn't come up with the answer just by thinking about it. After all, it was beyond people's imagination.

But he didn't have the desire to search any further, he must have known something from the old man's appearance, it was enough for him to squat down to receive his news, and he didn't have to work hard on his own.

"...Garbage, who will play games with you." Jason looked at the radio and suddenly anger rose from his heart. He cursed in a deep voice, and threw the radio to the ground.

The crisp sound signaled the end of the radio's life.

This made Jason feel better. Seeing the rampant appearance of the clown, he wanted to shoot him. Only the sound disturbed him very much.

It's a pity that Bruce doesn't allow it. Although he says he won't listen to Bruce, he will actually listen to some. He knows that if he kills the clown, the possibility of their relationship recovering is really close to zero, and he still wants to be with Bruce. Restoring the relationship, he doesn't want them to part ways.

But it's impossible for him to take the initiative, the old man must take the initiative, Jason thought, whether to go back or not depends on his mood.

Just as Jason was about to leave, he heard the sound of electricity again, which made him stop, and turned his head to look at the only electrical appliance in the room—the radio that he had smashed.

Obviously, it's not normal for something to sound when it's damaged.

"Hey, you don't follow the rules of the game. There are still many clues in this room, why can't you find them?" The clown's voice sounded abruptly, with an angry tone, "And broke the radio, tsk Tsk tsk, that's not a civilized move."

"Let me guess who broke it... Oh, it's easy to guess, it must be the Robin Bird who accepted my gift."

"So, are you here now?"

As soon as the clown's voice fell, Jason repaired the radio a few times, but after he finished shooting, the radio was broken into parts that could not be broken any more. It was still able to make sound, which simply violated his common sense of science.

Which radio is this? The quality is really good, he complained, and he must buy one in the future.

Since the radio couldn't be destroyed, Jason could only listen to the clown's insane babble, and the only reason he insisted on listening was because he was afraid of missing important information, and here he was alone... even if it was exactly what the clown wanted.

Damn it, they are being led by the nose by the clown now!Jason cursed secretly in his heart.

"It seems to be here." The clown laughed, as if he could see the scene in the room, "But ah, such violence is meaningless."

"Playing games by myself is very boring. Games are only interesting when we play together. Look, everyone likes online games more, don't they?"

Jason realized that he was listening to the clown's real-time speech, not only because of the content of what he said just now, but also because the clown paused for a while as if exaggeratedly regretting after receiving the message, now that you know where I am, this game can end up.

"Ha, really, I hate people who break the rules of the game." The clown laughed coldly when he spoke, as if he was considering some important decision, "I didn't want to be like this, I didn't want to be so anxious..."

He paused for a while: "But who makes her always destroy my games?"

"The first principle of the game is fairness, and people who violate fairness should not exist."

The clown emphasized his tone at the end, and the radio (parts version) disappeared after his voice fell, and Jason watched the radio disappear.

This is somewhat unscientific, but there are many unscientific things, and these are not bad. What he saw and experienced in the recent period is not scientific.

Jason noticed the point of the clown's words—the game-breaker, she, a lady.

What kind of person would attract the clown's attention?Jason thought, he thought Bruce would know this guy, after all...

After all, he was the first to know about the fusion of the universe.

Speaking of the fusion of the universe, Jason really wanted to complain. He was killed by a clown, but it wasn't that miserable at all, okay?What kind of strange things are in their extra memories?

The look in the old man's eyes when he looked at him made him feel goosebumps, and that look always made him wonder if he had been put on by someone, um, it's the old man now.

The advantage of the fusion of visible universes is that the old man is not so serious, at least he can smile... Well, Jason, who saw Bruce smiling when he was Batman for the first time, felt extraordinarily horrified. A kind of, oh no, the kind of horror that is stronger than seeing a ghost.

"It seems that we still need to tell him about this." Jason muttered as he left Arkham and rode on his motorcycle, "At least pay attention to the safety of this lady who broke the rules, the enemy's enemy is a friend... "

"Wait, no—"

He didn't continue to speak, he suddenly thought of something, he paused when he was about to fire, and a horrified expression appeared on his face involuntarily.

What the clown said reminded Jason of a person who reminded him, helped him, and changed a lot...

"Damn it!" He thumped the motorcycle cover violently. Being targeted by the clown is definitely not a good thing, and the clown can't give up until he achieves his goal.

In this way, it is not at least but necessary to discuss this matter with Bruce, to ensure her safety, Jason does not want her to repeat his mistakes.

It was too painful for her to bear.

It is now close to morning, the sky has just turned a little white, the night is gradually receding to give way to the light, the orange red is dyed a little bit by the black and blue 'curtain', the moon and the sun appear in the sky at the same time.

In the early morning, the coldness was particularly obvious. The leaves of the trees beside the road were covered with hoarfrost. The cold wind blowing by made Jason frowned and tightened his zipper.

"It looks like this year's winter will be earlier than usual," he said.

Indeed, this year's winter will be earlier than usual.

After Mo Sheng told the clown's location information, she left the Batcave. She had nothing else to do while staying there, and it was very embarrassing. After all, some information needed to be kept secret and she couldn't know it.

But knowing the location of the clown, it is basically impossible to find him. Now they have no conditions to go to another unknown universe. The consequences of using the space-time ability randomly are only——

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

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