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

After Batman's back disappeared from sight, Catwoman and Red Hood exchanged glances.

Captain America was acutely aware of their silent communication: "Wait, he asked me to keep an eye on you, and clowns are dangerous." He looked at Red Hood disapprovingly, "I'm not questioning your abilities, but maybe when you're young Is it more appropriate to face the bad guys later?"

Catwoman raised her hands and took two steps back: "Talk slowly, this has nothing to do with me, I'll walk away."

She winked at Red Hood, and walked leisurely towards the Batmachine.

"..." Jason uttered obscenities in his heart, why didn't you go to fuck Captain America?Obviously this is more appropriate, right? !However, his comrade-in-arms had retreated strategically—God knows how Catwoman was able to sneak quietly in broad daylight—he could only take a deep breath, thinking back to how Nightwing and Iron Man had a seamless conversation Yes, and then said with difficulty under Captain America's vigilant gaze, "Captain, I'm your fan..." Wait, did Ye Yi say that?never mind. "Can you sign me?",

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Not long after Moses walked into the building, the electronic bulletin boards on the wall flickered, showing the clown's pale and bright red contrasting face, which was refreshing: "Look who's here!!" He waved his arms happily , as if saying hello, on the chair beside him was a motionless person with a paper bag covering his head, and on the bag was a Q version of the clown and bat who were fighting with a marker pen, "Batman! I know that no matter where I go You'll follow like a tail. Poor Riddler, is he still alive? Oh yes, I forgot you don't kill."

He grinned and grinned, as if thinking of a funny joke, he was overwhelmed with joy: "You really don't kill people anytime, bat? Why do I feel like you almost wanted to kill me just now. Like that The big blue guy didn't stop you, I kinda wonder if you're going to fire at the building - if you press that button, Boom! Everyone dies, but I die too, it's over, the game is over, Isn't it interesting?"

Moses didn't even want to pay attention to what he was saying.He only glanced at the screen, to make sure that one of the hostages next to the Joker was still alive, and then drove on, deaf to the trash talk of the enemy.

There were a few trembling guards patrolling with guns standing on the stairs, some were brought over from Gotham by the clown, and some were the ones he used on the spot to intimidate and lure the security guards in the building. If they were killed one by one, they would definitely hurt And innocent, every other solution may slip through the net.But that's not a problem for Batman, as the Joker said, he's doing his best not to kill people.It's a pity that there are no gargoyles in the S.H.I.E.L.D. building, so they can only use rows of pipes and experimental equipment to cover their bodies. If it weren't for the extremely real physical pain and touch, Moses might think he was playing some kind of large-scale immersive virtual world. game.

Like the one time Dick tried to bond with someone in the Batcave.

The young man had only tried it once, and he hadn't dared to let Batman know about it, but both Moses and Alfred knew it.They pay attention to him, love him, and try to protect him to make up for the tragedies of the past that cannot be returned.The low-grade fever made Moses a little dizzy. He couldn't control his divergent thinking, even if the system sounded reminders several times, it didn't work. Batman was thinking too much, and he couldn't tell. He only felt tired and excited.

The sound on the screen was like a chainsaw pulling wood, and it became an unintelligible and annoying noise in his ears.

And the clown probably didn't expect him to reply, he would talk to himself from time to time, mocking his subordinates for not being able to do things well, and being fully armed would allow Batman to break in; Your own little Thanksgiving gift.

"Bat." After a while, perhaps because he felt bored, he squatted beside the hostage, pulling paper bags indiscriminately, and said ramblingly, "Do you know who I kidnapped? If you say his name, I'll just take this crap off so you can see his face."

Batman, who had been unmoved for a long time, finally raised his head and glanced at the camera while on the way.

The next second, the lens was shattered by the bat dart.

But the clown became excited all of a sudden: "You don't know? You don't even know!!" He squeezed the hostage's head tightly, the paper bag made a crackling sound, and the man still didn't move, he was unconscious, "The police chief Didn’t tell you? Of course not. Let me guess, it’s impossible that you didn’t visit his house when you investigated me, and even so, you didn’t remember his name?”

He didn't get a response again, but the clown was so excited that his green pupils dilated and he made a raving voice: "Look what I found, bat? The scarecrow said that you were poisoned by fear gas and it didn't work. He said you are a A monster who hasn't tasted fear, he's an idiot!" He said emphatically, "I figured it out! The Joker did it! I'm the greatest villain in Gotham!"

What's the point of arguing about this kind of thing... and you guys are fighting each other, but you still use 'beat Batman' as the benchmark for judging?Are you sick?

It seems to be really sick.

Moses gave up thinking.Mental patients have wide thinking, and mentally handicapped children have more fun. Why does he have to delve into the logic of the clown.

He was about to follow the route map marked by the clown just in case he couldn’t find it (there is such a thing?) to the destination. It was a half-rolled iron door, in the gap at the bottom Four crooked stool legs can be seen, as well as human feet drooping beside them.

The clown put a music box in the storage room on the top floor, creaking and playing nursery rhymes from an unknown era, and he himself hummed in time with the tune, quite entertaining himself.

After the music ended, he snapped his fingers: "Welcome, Batman~"

"Bang bang" several crisp sounds.

Several fireworks tubes exploded in the air, and the ribbons fluttered to the ground one after another. There was a kind of old and downcast beauty in the dusty storage room.

"Are you scared?" the clown asked.

The iron gate was slowly pulled upwards, the clown crossed his legs, pointed a gun at the hostage with one hand, and waved at Moses with the other.There is also a table next to him, which Moses didn't see in the perspective of the screen before. There is a computer on it and a cube of unknown material.

"Okay, now that the stage is set up and the actors are in place, what's the script? Let me see let me see... Aha!" He pretended to glance at the computer screen, "Let's ask and answer the questions first. Wait Little bat, put away those disgusting little toys of yours, I pre-injected Titan Poison - if you can't beat me right away, I can drag everyone to be buried with me. Hahahaha, that's what it says, say I might be the only one who survived in the end."

Things are a little messy, but not particularly bad.The clown may have a complicated plan, if the controller can be found before then... Moses quickly glanced at the music box that seemed out of place among the clutter.

"Then the first question," said the Joker, "answer me, who do you think is under this mask?"

"Gotham District Attorney."

"Huh... there's something wrong with your voice? It should be me?" The clown looked at Moses suspiciously, "Is it possible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to send Captain America in Batman's clothes?"

As he was about to pull the trigger, Moses said, "We first met in Arkham—you and Harley Quinn got together to figure out how to stuff the Titan Potion into another patient." In the gut."

The clown paused, and let go of his fingers angrily: "Even if you pass the test, others may know about it, but unless you die, who will turn yourself into a bat? There should be only one Batman in this world, just like Every world—there's a clown." He laughed again creepily, "Now, be honest, tell me what you think his name is? I'm not like you, and my patience is very limited."

Moses felt a faint discomfort in his heart, feeling that he seemed to be pointing something.

To be honest, he really didn't pay much attention to the victim's name.Alfred and the others were right. Ever since he knew about this, Batman's mood was a little abnormal. Moses thought it was due to a fever at first, but now it seems that it is far more than that.But he had to come, and he had to answer.

"... Harvey Dent." Maybe he caught a glimpse of the surname list at the door of the mansion inadvertently?In short, Moses gave this answer with a vague premonition.

"You know." The clown looked at him with surprisingly clear eyes.

Some impulse made him make a wrong decision.

He moved the muzzle away and aimed at Batman standing quietly at the door.

"Bat, are you alive? Or dead? If I shoot - will you die?"

Moses rushed up.

He didn't dodge the first shot.The clown's reaction nerves are far more agile than ordinary people.After he pressed the trigger, the Batarang from a little distance hit his hand holding the weapon belatedly.The small-bore guns did little damage to Batman's coat, but the Joker didn't count on that either—his skin and muscles began to bulge outward, and the bones on his spine and joints pierced the skin, tearing away from flesh and blood in nauseating fashion. It's almost like going to the wrong set and coming to Resident Evil or Godzilla.

The titan reagent, which can turn living people into monsters, came into play.

The two began to fight over the small music box in this not very spacious space, and the unconscious prosecutor was kicked aside.I don’t know which button was pressed halfway, the little figure in the box started to twitch and spin again, smoke and dust flew, and the old toy with faded paint sang mechanically: "Who killed the mockingbird? I, Swallow Say, with my bow and arrow, I kill the mockingbird."

The music box was thrown into the air.

Moses stepped on the cabinet and jumped up, holding out his hand.

The clown laughed maniacally while bending down to fumble for the penis that had been knocked out before.With his current huge size, this movement is extremely difficult.

At the same time that Batman's finger touched the explosive starter—that is, the music box, the Joker picked up the laptop on the table and threw it over like a boomerang: "Look at it! Bat! See what happens to you!! "

Moses' retinas reflected in the fuzzy image that had been analyzed by S.H.I.E.L.D.It felt so weird that even Batman froze for a moment.

At this moment, the clown aimed at the cube on the table and shot, with pure joy in his expression.

He said, "Either I kill you or you kill me."

The music box in Moses' hand still sang softly: "...all the birds of the air, sigh and mourn, when they hear the bell toll, for poor mockingbird."

boom--

The next moment, he saw Red Hood and Catwoman rushing in from the corner of his eye. Before he could figure out how the two of them crossed Captain America's defense line, he involuntarily closed his eyes and fell into a situation where he didn't know where he was going. In the dream on the way home.