[Comprehensive British and American] Where is the amazing Jason

There are many interesting things that ghosts can do.

Like jumping out of a mirror, jumping out of a ceiling, jumping out of a coffee maker.

But since everyone else's fists were about to move, like the sword of Damocles hanging over Jason's head, he gave up on these good ideas.pity.

Tim gave Bruce a vampire serum. After the injection, he can temporarily transform into a vampire and see the Wayne couple who have been wandering in Crime Alley.Bruce accepted the serum, but didn't inject it.

But on the other hand, he started contacting the photographers and painters who took the family portraits and prepared formal clothes for everyone to wear when shooting.

Things are looking good, as the rest of the family follows leads and joins hands to throw the criminal back to Arkham, their warm old home.

The problem arises in the link of tracking criminals.When Dick searched for a serial killer in the East End based on the clues given by Barbara, he finally found a dissection scene that would give people nightmares at night.

Blood as thick as ketchup trickled down to the soles of his feet, and Dick felt chills in his heart. He thought he was one step too late and let the killer's men take another life.

It wasn't until he avoided the blood and put on sterile gloves to pick out the fragments of broken corpses that Dick realized that the prototype of this piece of flesh that seemed to be thrown into wolves and bitten into pieces was exactly the one he was looking for. serial killer.

He's been torn to pieces by some animal, more specifically, some monster, and luckily at least that monster doesn't swallow him whole and become one of Gotham's missing puzzles.

Dick half-kneeled on the ground and picked up the body pieces into a plastic bag. Even though he may have seen more bloody scenes than a policeman has ever seen in his life, everything in front of him still made him want to vomit.

He suppressed the discomfort in his throat and accessed the family communication, "Guys, I'm afraid we're in trouble."

"If there is trouble, don't tell me that there are several different types of killers suddenly appearing in Gotham." Stephanie murmured.

She and Cassandra stared at the man on the bed.The carpet under their feet was plush and dry, and the bedding under the man was not wet.But the man's body was stiff, his expression was ferocious, and there were sediment deposits on his mouth and nose. The cause of death should be drowning as expected.

This man was also one of the prisoners who escaped Arkham during the last Joker riot.

"Someone is hunting the criminals who escaped from Arkham Asylum." Bruce plugged into the communication.

He crouched next to a gargoyle and looked down.Standing by the police car, Gordon talks to his old partner, Harvey Bullock.Uniformed officers cordoned off the crime scene.

The newly discovered deceased was also a criminal from the Arkham Asylum. When the police officers arrived, he had already turned into a charred corpse.A small half of the block was affected by the fire, and the economic loss was as high as nearly one million dollars.

"Vladimir was imprisoned for the serial dismemberment case, Clayton was keen on throwing beautiful girls into closed fish tanks and admiring their drowning posture, and Evrahan took pleasure in setting fires." Bruce said in a deep voice.

"Their death corresponds to the crime. This is a deliberate homomorphic revenge." Dick lowered his voice, "Do you have an idea, B?"

"It still needs to be verified." Bruce said, he didn't make a sound, his cloak fluttered, like a ghost lurking into the night.

Tim and Jason stood in front of an abandoned factory, and the surrounding area was deserted. According to the clues, the Mad Hatter was hiding here.

Jason has not yet returned to his body. Strictly speaking, all other people have come into contact with is his materialized soul.So he always gets tired easily.He originally thought that nothing major would happen tonight, so he followed out with confidence.I really didn't expect that he would catch up with the big event by chance.

According to Bruce's deduction, if they don't find the Mad Hatter in time, maybe the dwarf will be made into a doll by several blonde Alices and placed at their bloody tea party.

Tim stepped forward, took out a small prop from his gauntlet and pried open the lock of the warehouse door.They stepped into the cold and dark warehouse silently.

There are thin nursery rhymes coming from the front, and the voices of the girls reveal a strange sweetness in the corners.Just listening to the sound, it seems that there is an unwatched drama rehearsing ahead.

Jason and Tim looked at each other, knowing that they were still late.They chased after the source of the sound, turned a corner, and in a room in the warehouse, the scene in front of them took their breath away.

The room is decorated as a tea room in the style of a fairy tale, only the gloomy typhoid fever revealed in the corner details seeps into the bones of the people.Moth-eaten flowers, moldy pillows, and Alices holding mutilated teacups with stiff faces.

Among the laughing blond girls, the diminutive man's eyes were blind, and his top hat was thrown casually on the ground for the girls to step on.

The Mad Hatter sat in the very center, his forehead that was not covered by his top hat was empty, and nothing could cover the big hole in the center of his forehead.Beads of blood dripped from there, and Jason wondered if the hole went all the way to the Mad Hatter's brain.

Cheering laughter rang out, and the girls refilled the Mad Hatter's tea as if nothing had happened. Their skirts were stained with blood, and the smiles on their lips were as sweet as the real Alice.

"They're ghosts, damn it, they should be victims of the Mad Hatter." Jason recognized the face of one of the girls. He was Robin at that time, and he remembered the girl's information.To this day, he can clearly recall every word on her death certificate.

"Is he still alive?" Tim asked, he was not asking Jason, but more asking himself, "Do they still have the wisdom to communicate with others?"

Jason had already stepped forward, "I'll go and see, I'm also a ghost, they shouldn't react much to me."

He walked cautiously to the small table at the tea party, guarding against every movement of the three ghost Alice.The laughter stopped, and three pairs of eyes stared straight at him, like three killer whales examining human behavior through the glass of the aquarium.

Jason bravely met their eyes. He used his peripheral vision to observe the reaction of the Mad Hatter. He could not observe the signs of breathing.Where's the pulse, where's the heartbeat?

"Don't provoke them," Tim whispered.

Jason leaned down, looked at the Alices, and reached out to the Mad Hatter.A little closer, a little closer, at the moment when his fingertips were about to touch the side of the Mad Hatter's neck, Tim rushed forward, grabbed his collar and pulled him back!

The girl's sharp nails barely brushed past Jason's nose, while another girl had already jumped up and hugged his arm, her nails rubbing blood on Jason's exposed wrist.

Hiss, it hurts!

Can ghosts hurt ghosts too?

The tea party could no longer be held, the girls' beautiful dresses melted and turned into tattered fabrics, hanging miserably on their bare bones.They surged up like vicious dogs, trying to tear the two of them into pieces.

Jason shook off the girl holding his arm, and kicked over the small tea party table, separating the girls.The teapot and cup were overturned in the air, and he took the opportunity to throw the Mad Hatter's body on his shoulders, and ran wildly with Tim.

"I said 'don't irritate them'!" Tim growled, and he threw the smoke.mist.bomb back, billowing gray smoke to cover their tracks, "how about your wrist, soul body injury will cause physical damage Does it hurt?"

"I'm handsome, so can I be blamed? Maybe they just think I'm hot and want to date me!" Jason said nonsense, "Is it too late for us to wear princess dresses and pretend to be strong Alice? "

"I'm going to gag you someday," Tim said darkly.

They were only one step away from rushing out of this corridor. In front of them was an open work area with countless beams and skylights. They could quickly leave with the hook lock gun.Tim was standing against the wall, pulling his hooklock gun from his gear belt.

Three hands protruded from the wall, thick bones blocked his eyes, the rotten hands grabbed his face, and pulled most of his body into the wall at once.

"You guys!" The orange light blade cut through the bones, the brilliant light faded, and condensed into a sharp blade. Jason held the big caste blade and slashed, mercilessly cutting the arms of the Alices in half, "No It's time to attack someone else's boyfriend!"

He threw aside the Mad Hatter on his shoulder in disgust, and another blade of great caste fell into his palm in the void.The orange light reflected on the side of Jason's face, burning his cheeks red.He hadn't intended to attack the Alices. They were victims of criminals just like him.Jason understood their anger.

But the shot on Tim went out of bounds.He will give them painless relief from the enmity that holds them back.

The sharp blade that burns the soul as power shows its fangs, and the silvery blade cuts through the soul and resentment, as easily as cutting the butter spread on the bread for breakfast.The blade disappeared, and the girls' bodies ripped apart from their calf, and they roared and snarled.

Why not let us kill him?

why! !

Jason didn't speak until they disappeared completely.A hand rests on his shoulder.Jason didn't look back, as if trying to persuade himself, "I can't say those high-sounding words... since I killed the clown myself."

"But," he said louder, "their mistake was not revenge. Their mistake was to lose themselves in hatred and involve people who had nothing to do with them... just like... me."

"Not you now," Tim said, "but if you think kidnapping B's apprentice to bed is a form of revenge, then ignore me."

"I advise you not to take advantage of it and act good." Jason threw the Mad Hatter onto Tim, who almost lost his balance and sat down.

Jason clapped his hands, "The old man may be a little troublesome, shit, I didn't think so at first."

"You know where the problem comes from." Tim supported the Mad Hatter, he reached out his hand to make sure, Lucky still has vital signs, but it won't be guaranteed after a while.

Tim froze, his detective instincts helped him find clues on Jason, "Damn."

He couldn't believe it, "Martha and Thomas?"

Jason's face was ugly, "I think according to the old man's progress, he should have reached Crime Alley by now. The good news is that they should be reluctant to beat their precious son."

Crime Alley, one of the most chaotic areas in Gotham.The high-class people in Gotham always avoid this place, for fear that they will be infected with germs when they pass by.The death of the Wayne couple further confirmed that this is a barren land and should be ignored and abandoned.

Bruce is the product of the union of the Wayne and Kane families.There is no more than one slap in the face of anyone in this city who can compete with him on the issue of identity.The irony is that Crime Alley shaped such a big part of his life.

That pearl-scattered night was the beginning of Batman.

He fell to the ground, the pain caused by his transformation into a vampire screamed at the nerve endings, and Bruce pressed him down forcefully.

He looked at the couple standing under the street lamp, their faces were exactly the same as he remembered.They took a big step from that late night decades ago, directly to where Bruce is today.

He thought he would call out those two names that he hadn't called out for many years, such as father and mother.

But he didn't.

Bruce just said in a low, hoarse voice, "Howare you doing?"

The author has something to say: In fact, in my personal opinion, the old man and grandma are actually a bit crazy to criticize

They're both very noble idealists and emotionally impeachable, so it's only sad that Flashpoint depicts their fall

Flash point Martha is a child killer not to mention, in order to make the old man fall, the shooting is basically the old man's daughter's catwoman, causing catwoman to be paralyzed

Use Harvey's twin psychology to destroy Gordon, cut his throat and broadcast live to the old man

The old man opened a casino with Penguin and killed criminals

The first criminal he killed was Joe Zill, who killed Bruce. He originally planned to use drug injections, but lost control of his emotions and beat Joe Zill to death with his fists.

And the day the old man killed Joe Chill was the day Martha became the Joker

The nobility of the master not to kill can be seen here, he has done something that his parents could not do

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