Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

Jason Todd runs the streets of the city.

A gust of nimble wind blew past him, and there were a few faint and shrill cat meows in the distance, and then a woman in tights jumped down from the roof to walk alongside him, and greeted him softly: "Good evening, here is Not a night for kids to go out and play. It's Thanksgiving after twelve, why don't you stay home?"

"Cat." Red Hood glanced at her, "None of your business."

"But I think we have the same purpose." They looked at the bat lamp hanging in the air like another moon at the same time. Catwoman's slightly dramatic movements showed her excitement, and she looked more like a person who only found a prey Feline animal, "I've heard of you, Red Hood. Black Mask's new opponent. Before, he had a few superpowers who could fight... What's that word? Mutants. But then Black Mask found With a new backer, you have to send those kids to their base camp. Now? After losing your thugs, how do you compete with other gangsters in Gotham?"

"You can try my gun." Red Hood threatened her sinisterly, "Ordinary people without superpowers are the majority in this world."

"So, you're going to kill Batman with that gun of yours?"

"Puff cough—what?"

"Isn't it?" Catwoman raised the corners of her lips, "I thought everyone in this city wanted to kill him. The darkness scattered in all directions was originally a mess, but it was condensed together for the first time because of his appearance. It's like knowing that Gotham is going to go to hell if you knock down the last and only flag. Joker, Poison Ivy, Penguin, Scarecrow... Aha, it's like the beginning of a good show, and the actors take turns .”

"I don't hang out with madmen," said Red Hood dryly, "and, you know too much."

"I don't think so either." Catwoman narrowed her eyes, "But if Gotham is a ball of wool, I bet the end of the thread is wrapped around Batman. If I turn a blind eye, it would be too hard for the cat."

The conversation is over.They reached a wonderful consensus in just a short moment, and rushed towards their destination without interfering with each other.

**

In Arkham Asylum, the Riddler kept his glasses on and let out nervous, convulsive laughter out of fear and excitement.

"Tell me." Moses pushed the man on the interrogation table in the background sound of this ghost, pretending not to see the policemen's scrutiny and vigilance, "Where did the clown go?"

Just now he endured his worries and bid farewell to the two ladies, and returned to Wayne Manor on the grounds of being disturbed. Before he had time to dispel the cold, he left for Arkham. After all, no one can underestimate the clown's ability to act when he is making trouble. .

"Why is Batman floating on the misty sea like a boat? Because they all have pointed heads and don't know where to go." After laughing at the opponent's question, the Riddler wisely gave the puzzle hint, "He went to the most eye-catching place. place."

"Where...Wayne Building?"

"There are so many eye-catching places in this world, who knows?" The Riddler shrugged, "Anyway, that's how he declared to us—'We can't go on like this!!'" He imitated the clown's tone, with a strange expression on his face , "'Gotham is a mess after that bat! Everyone thinks he has the power to save Gotham, even that idiot Gordon believes?! Everyone pays attention to Batman and what color he is wearing today Underpants, so who loves clowns?’ There’s also some flirting between him and Harley Quinn, but, uh, I don’t think you’re interested in that.”

He swallowed some of the too bad lines in the sight of Moses Kezhi's baby crying at night.

"Anyway," said the Riddler, "the Joker thinks you stole his limelight, and if you become a Gotham superhero, he'll turn himself into the scariest villain ever—to fight you. The answer to the riddle is as simple as that, Looks like you're not as smart as I thought you were, Bat."

Moses ignored his provocation, and threw the psycho to the policeman in handcuffs: "Send him back and watch him."

"Wait Bats!! I helped you! Can't I get something ehhhhh-"

"It's not your fault." Commissioner Gordon lit a cigarette with his back against the wall next to the bat light, watched the sporadic flames rising in the air, and said to the man who suddenly appeared behind him, "The police officer People are trying their best to find the whereabouts of the clown. If he wants to provoke you, he will not cover up a kidnapping and murder case...don't take it too seriously." He sighed deeply, his wrinkled face Helpless frustration surfaced on the screen, "Things have been like this before you came, everyone has to get used to this, maybe this is the way the world works-things always tend to be chaotic."

Batman standing in the shadows said, "I'll never get used to it."

Gordon smiled. "Me too, that's why I turned on the light."

Batman is silent for a moment, as if uncomfortable with such a rare acknowledgment: "...but a city cannot be saved by violence. Destroy people's trust in the justice system, and that's what the Joker intends to do."

"We won't let him succeed." The director raised his head and said solemnly.

The search continued until morning, and the clown obviously didn't intend to start his own little game unprepared, so he almost disappeared from city to city, along with his victims.

Because Harley Quinn was still lying in a coma in the hospital, Batman lost a source of information, so he had to use the old method to find out from the source.At about five in the morning, just before dawn, Moses tracked down a hot arms smuggling run by city gangster Roman, one of the guns that matched the caliber that the Joker used to break down the door of the innocent and imprisoned prosecutor .

It's just not known if what happened to the prosecutors stemmed from the urban gang's displeasure with some of the recent investigative practices.

Restoring the trajectory and then checking for traces where the clown passed by, the whole process is familiar by heart.In the process of tracking down the source of the firearms, Moses single-handedly broke into a nearby underground organization, and at the cost of dislocating half his arm, asked the clown's follow-up direction.

He then hid in a nearby abandoned building and bandaged his wounds away from homeless people, stray cats and dogs.As he pushed his arm back into place, Catwoman said, "I know you're never going to say 'hello' to me, so I'm going to be more proactive this time. Hi, Bat."

Moses was taken aback, the pain made him a little distracted, and he didn't notice that Catwoman had been hung from a height, and she was lying upside down on the sill of a window with missing teeth and smiling at him, Still carrying... carrying one, uh.

"Red Hood?"

"Why do you only pay attention to him and not me?" Catwoman said dissatisfied.Red Hood broke free from her grasp, and crawled in through the window with a look of displeasure.

"We've been following you." Red Hood said, "Of course, we didn't follow you very closely. You were almost spotted or lost several times, but you don't seem to be in the right mood today. You were affected by something, just that clown ?”

"This has nothing to do with you." Moses finished with a frown, and found that Catwoman smiled gleefully, so he turned to her and asked, "Why are you following me?"

"Want to know what fun I can have with you."

"This is not a game—"

"I know, I know." Catwoman stepped on the catwalk and leaned over and raised her head, her eyelashes were long and curled up, looking elegant and charming, "You are too anxious today, Bat, this is not okay. I am here to give you a reminder. "

Red Hood stood aside and couldn't see the subtle atmosphere between them, and said coldly: "We found a trace of the Joker, which was missed by your old eyesight, Batman."

Moses:"……"

Catwoman was amused: "He is not old, I don't think he will be old in ten years, he is the most charming age... Well, don't stare at me, I will tell you. We listened to the voice of the Romans Communication, he provided the opposite person with a coordinate, which is around Washington, DC and Virginia, and that may be the destination of the clown."