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

Dick walked around the house of their surveillance subject, saying that there was nothing worth caring about.

"Maybe we should go to Arkham for a while." He suggested eagerly, "Since the clown got us in, maybe he knows how to get out too."

There is actually some truth to his thinking.But Moses knew well that the clown was not in Arkham at all now, and if he didn't intentionally leave clues, it would be difficult for other criminals to know his purpose.In addition, he knew very well that Dick didn't want to catch the clown at all-this is not the real world, and no innocent people will be hurt if the clown is outside, so it would be better if he didn't get the slightest attention ?

"Have you ever thought about it?" At this point, it doesn't matter whether you can speak or not, Batman said slowly, "Since the clown asked us... ahem, mainly me, what is the purpose of coming here to meet him? .”

The subject of this sentence is a real-world clown.

He went all the way to kidnap Harvey Dent, but instead of doing trouble in Gotham, he ran all the way to S.H.I.E.L.D. to guide Batman into a trap. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if he got nothing?

A clown never entertains others, he only entertains himself.So Moses deduced that no matter what Joker wanted to achieve, the key point was the clown in another world.

"I don't know." Nightwing said worriedly, "I suspect he wanted you to die of pneumonia."

"..."

Moses gave up, thinking Dick was the one with the fever.

The clown didn't know where it was yet, but Catwoman came to the door by herself.

"My God." Catwoman has always been based in Gotham, so she is the only other entity in the Outlander besides Batman.The tall woman walked up to Moses on a catwalk, with a strange expression of affection on her face, "What's going on recently? Every time I see you, you are more embarrassed than the last time. It's almost like the one I adopted some time ago." A black cat. That little guy fights the wild dogs of Gotham every day, and won't be touched after being injured."

She could see Dick and Dick could see her.

Ye Yi cleared his throat violently, pointed to his throat with his fingers, and signaled to Catwoman that enough was enough.

Catwoman glanced at him, which probably meant: Isn't he mad at you?

Batman was not in the mood to care about the eyebrow-eye lawsuit between them, and asked coldly: "You, cough cough, what did you find?"

Probably because of thinking of cats, Catwoman is in a good mood. "I understand your attitude when you are sick, but I am obviously here to help." She adjusted her blindfold and said in a tone of emotion, "Guess what I found out? We are pretty good in this Gotham. Fame, many people think we are a couple."

"..." With a headache, the itching in the throat gradually mixed with a fishy and sweet taste, rushing down the throat to the nerves of the brain, Moses restrained the movement of rubbing his temples, "Get to the point."

"The point is that people said that we used to play tricks that you never want to admit. But in—" She hesitated, trying to read Batman's expression, but couldn't see anything, so she continued, " After Robin here was killed by the clown, Batman became more and more withdrawn and ruthless, and then the rumor gradually became that I broke up with you."

The young man frowned quickly, and before others noticed, Dick said, "So in the legend, did you dump him or did he dump you?"

Catwoman: "Of course I dumped him."

Batman understands that they're trying to smooth over a clearly unpleasant event that they don't remember happening.

But or maybe pale jokes only make a tragedy seem all the more absurd.

The Alfred of this world has not spoken for a long time, perhaps in his eyes, this conversation itself is illogical.Moses wanted to laugh a little, and because of their unnecessary consideration, the laughter turned into a series of coughing before he could leave his mouth.The butler is always right, he thought as he bent down and endured desperately, even Batman should drink more hot water when he has a cold and fever, otherwise the whole Gotham will know that you have pneumonia.

"Catwoman." After finally suppressing his voice, he straightened up and looked into Catwoman's Yingying black eyes, "For the sake of your good relationship with Red Hood, please do me a favor."

Under the eaves where they were standing, several children held Christmas wreaths and ran away cheering under the illumination of colorful lanterns. The sound of their crunching footsteps echoed on the crystal clear snow.

At this moment, the catwoman—Selena, didn't know what moved her.

She originally laughed off the rumors in the mouths of those three religions and nine streams.No matter how ambiguous she behaved, it was just a pretense to tease Batman casually. This was a small entertainment she used to vent her grievances at being pursued for several nights.But for a moment just now, the thought that flashed through Catwoman's mind was that maybe in some parallel world, she and Batman really had a good relationship.Not so indifferent, nor so blunt and polite.

The Batman in the parallel world is getting older, and because of the departure of his companions, he is drifting away from the Catwoman here. They have had a relaxed and happy past, and I don't know if there will be a promising future.

What about the Batman she knew?Sometimes he looks young, but sometimes his mentality is like an old man who has read a thousand sails and is dying. They obviously met not too late, but they seem to have missed a lot.

Cats love secrets.

Batman is the secret itself.

"I promise you." Selena said softly, "I will bring him to you intact."

She shook off the whip, hung on the snow-falling treetops, and disappeared briskly from the sight of the remaining two.

"What's the matter." Dick watched her go away, and then said back, "I've never had a good time chasing girls. She's almost in love with you before you even open your mouth."

"She likes puzzles, not me."

"Catwoman didn't go after the Riddler either. Bruce Wayne is loved by everyone, why not Batman?"

Moses was almost annoyed by him.Is this the same thing?

"You go to the Red Hood too." He sped up his speech between coughs, "We'll meet around here after the Christmas bells ring."

Dick's departure seemed to take the last breath away from his surroundings.The first time Moses hooked the gargoyle with its claws, he lost his grip on the beam and fell down from the sky unsteadily.He fell heavily into the muddy water on the backside, and the numb pain spread upwards from the spine, but it wasn't a big problem—he still had mood analysis to rule out the influence of high fever, and this injury was like walking with a child It's almost like a broken knee due to instability.

The coldness of the ground neutralized the heat on his body, and the man lay on the ground and didn't want to get up for the time being.

The butler's voice came: "Master." His tone seemed to be comforting a child, with a bit of a nasal voice, "Master Dick is right, you should be more tolerant of Catwoman and yourself."

Moses belatedly asked him, "Did you hear Nightwing's voice?"

"I can't, sir. But I can imagine what he'd say."

Before the butler could finish his sentence, footsteps sounded like tap dancing at the end of the stone brick road.

Moses' heart skipped a beat. When he stood up, he subconsciously turned off the communication channel.

Half a second later, the Batmobile blazes beside him like an over-expensive bonfire on Christmas Eve.The bat cloak opened quickly to block the impact, but it couldn't prevent its owner from being pushed a few meters away, and coming into close contact with the wall again.

A certain realization came to Moses: this was the 'opportunity' he was waiting for.The appearance of the clown will be a turning point in this virtual world. As long as things develop reasonably, he will be able to figure out what the Joker in the real world wants to know, and where the door is.

Because of this, he was obviously able to stand up, but he followed the exhaustion and pain in his body and lay there without moving.The clown came over, grabbed his cloak, hummed and walked forward like he was dragging a sack.

"Catwoman broke into the file room of the police station." After a long while, the clown suddenly broke the silence, the corners of his mouth curled up strangely, "Do you know about this, Bat?"

The shadow behind him didn't answer him, only the rustling sound of rubbing against the snow.

"Hmph, hahaha, I guess you don't know, she searched most of the file room, but only took away the double-faced man's share. Do you remember him? There's blood and fire everywhere in your disgusting Bara In the memory, did you leave some living room for your old friends?" He turned his head exaggeratedly and looked around, "No one can hear me, it's a pity, then I said that the double-faced man is Harvey Dan What's the point?"

The moonlight finally broke through the clouds, and the dead branches of the treetops were indistinct. Moses felt that his cold was getting worse—his vision was blurred, and he thought he saw a deep red between them.

When I looked over again, there were only yellow dead leaves trembling by the wind, curled up shyly on the branches.

I'm not really hallucinating?He tried his best to stay awake, and by the time he connected the name of Two-Face, which sounded unusual at first, to 'Harvey Dent', the clown had continued to amuse himself.

"I still remember the grand occasion when you took the blame for the double-faced man." He giggled and smiled, "'Festival Killer', it happened many years ago, do you remember it? The executioner who claimed to be righteous and slaughtered gangsters everywhere , In the end, you and Gordon didn't make up your mind to connect him with poor prosecutor Dante. Who made you and him friends? Who made you the iron triangle of Gotham? Hahahahaha, but the disaster is Never absent like the smile on my face! Dante got acid splashed on his face in court and became double-faced, symmetrical, that's a funny name. But the clown is still more perfect than him, how to say , Bat? Do you think my face is much more handsome than his? This is all thanks to you, I will always remember this. "

There are fewer and fewer houses around, and the scenery is getting more and more desolate. They seem to be walking towards the abyss.

"Then they put the blame on you." The clown's voice gradually lowered, almost whispering, "Dante is still the 'golden boy' of Gotham City, a hero who sacrificed for justice, how about you? Batman? Ah... …Time flies so fast, you are going to be old in a blink of an eye, remember what you thought when you were full of hope? What made you what you are now, Gotham, or yourself?"

He was trying to stir up my anger or resentment.Moses thought calmly.But unfortunately for the Joker, the Batman listening to him has no memory of this at all.

"I can't figure out why Catwoman stole Harvey Dent's file. Did she discover something that the Joker didn't know? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Look, Catwoman left you, and I didn't Look at Harley, it’s just the two of us now. Come and chat, Bat, you have to let me play a one-man show? I didn’t want to open my mouth, but if even the clown doesn’t speak, will the whole world be silent? "

With a strong tug, he threw Batman and his cape into the snowdrift in front of him.

The round moon poked its head out again, and the cold light shone on Batman and his opponent equally.There are many stone monuments around it, and weeds are overgrown-this is a grave.

"I hate your expression, as if you don't care about anything, but we all know that's not true." The clown squatted not far in front of Moses, looking at the man sitting on the tombstone, "In this case, I Tell me something that will make you laugh. Christmas Eve, let me see... um, what about Jason Todd? That's a good name. Hahahahaha! Always gets you talking bat?"

Hiding more than ten meters away—mainly to avoid the sight of Batman, the red hood almost fell from the tree.

"Be careful." Catwoman said softly, she still had the double-faced document that was said to be stolen from the police archives in her arms, her eyes were sharp, "You should never underestimate a bat, even if he running a high fever from inflammation."

With an unspeakable expression, Ye Yi said angrily, "Why do we have to eavesdrop instead of saving Batman first?"

"You think he'll let the clown do the trick? Going out now might spoil Bat's plan. Besides, they haven't fought yet."

As for the Red Hood, who was not very willing about this activity just now, he quickly turned around after hearing the name uttered by the clown: "Shh."

Nightwing: "..."

"Calm down, child." Catwoman put her palms on his shoulders, "We are all worried about him, but." She ground her teeth, savoring the unwillingness in her heart, "You know him, you know what he is like I heard a saying from Tolstoy, how do you say it? 'This kind of person will feel that others always deliberately touch his painful place'..."

She paused, and the next person was Jason: "'The reason why I feel this way is because only the painful place can feel someone touching him.'" Facing Ye Yi's astonished gaze, the young man said coldly. He snorted, "I just watched Tolstoy's "Resurrection" two days ago. Catwoman is right, this is our only chance to figure out the situation, otherwise you think he will tell you the truth?"

Some wounds don't have a chance to heal until they are brought to light.

The two people in the cemetery are still confronting each other.

It was too late.

Suppose Nightwing and Catwoman find Red Hood and go back to the place they agreed to find the missing Batman and a scrapped Batmobile.If their observation skills were stronger, they would also find broken eaves, beating marks in muddy water, and the like.After that, there is an [-]% possibility that a group of panicked people will follow the snow trails dragged by the clown to the cemetery.

As for his current external situation and the consequences of some distorted remarks that the clown will say, Moses still has a good idea.

Batman doesn't think he has a problem, but it should be resolved as soon as possible before all kinds of arguments and accusations that may erupt from good intentions come.

"Your purpose." The young man who had been silent for a long time finally spoke, his throat was dry and hoarse, and he couldn't hear the original voice without deliberately changing his voice.

The clown opened his eyes excitedly: "Aha, I knew it! Because of him? You look like a dead man now, just after I killed that Robin bird? It's so boring, what else can my purpose be What, bat." He laughed, pushed aside the coffin lid beside him, and patted the wooden edge as if asking for credit, "Either you killed me, or I killed you. Otherwise, we will have to entangle like this forever... "

On the treetops, Red Hood's breathing became much more rapid again.Catwoman gave him a thoughtful look, but didn't say much.Nightwing thought of the extra red cloak in the Batcave in this world.

Jason was actually a little dazed.He suspected that he had misheard, but after analyzing the logic of the clown's words again, he still felt that he hadn't misunderstood.

The scar on Batman's résumé that Arkham Prisoners gossiped about after dinner was himself.

Red Hood considered many candidates, and screened all the places Batman passed in his mind, but he didn't consider this one.

Because, how is it possible?

If it weren't for this accident, they would have almost no intersection.The way Batman looked at him in the gang warehouse still remains in his memory. The actions of the Gotham vigilante showed unobvious rejection and defensiveness——Jason almost thought that Batman didn't like him, if it wasn't for Nightwing saying that he The partner has been concerned about his safety.

The boy's eyes unconsciously fell on Catwoman.The woman who has always been good at finding a balance between various situations shook her head at him, with a little pity in her eyes, and she didn't know who it was for.

""Resurrection"." She made a mouth shape, which was the title of the novel they discussed just now.Then she looked over to where Batman was.

Jason's heart beat heavily.

The clown below said: "Come and do the multiple choice questions, bat. I know how to resurrect the dead and make the living live forever. Now you have such a chance." The folds are like tears flowing down meanderingly, "Or, I will bury you in a coffin."

"Batman shouldn't exist in this world. Think of me, Harvey, Robin, Arkham's pile of criminals, and old-fashioned Commissioner Gordon and the stupid police warrant," he said. "You leave people with nothing but pain."

"Okay, I know this multiple-choice question is too easy to see! Everyone will choose the first one, which is out of standard! Come on, Batman, let me see you, which side are you on? Come on! My inscription I've carved it for you!"

Beside the Joker is a tombstone with the words in scribbled letters: 'Here lies a bat.As boring as he was dead, and no one loved him at all'.

"Rule number two," Batman said.

"Okay! I knew you'd pick—wait, what?"

However, this result disappointed him.

Batman's eyes were too peaceful.Those shadows were still buried on him, as if fused into a part of the bat mask, but no one thought he couldn't come out.

By the time he figured this out, the clown's face couldn't even reflect the color of paint, and he lost those exaggerated sarcasm and became expressionless.

"It's impossible." He stroked his face and said to himself, "Who did you see tonight? Who influenced you? You really had a fever and had hallucinations, seeing ghosts from far away and the past, and killing them Treat it as a part of the truth? Is your hope so cheap?!" His emotions gradually became crazy, his voice was high-pitched, almost roaring, "I have worked hard to arrange everything now, if you just die like this—"

'boom--'

The sound similar to the collision of a pan and a stone suddenly resounded through the night sky, startling a few birds foraging among the bushes.

After a whirring sound of wings flapping, Catwoman jumped in front of Moses holding the shovel that she "borrowed" from the cemetery administrator and had just made intimate contact with the back of the clown's head—at this time he was already holding the shovel. Stone Tablet stood up—and said without guilt: "Sorry, I took your head. I saw you wanted to take out the Batarang, but I can't help it. I can't help it. He talks too much nonsense."

Moses patted the snow off his shoulders, feeling nothing at his fingertips.He really felt like he died once, Batman sacrificed too much in order to figure out what the Joker was thinking.

"How long have you been listening?"

Catwoman: "5 minutes."

Red Hood: "In the early 10 minutes, I heard the end of your conversation, and I still don't understand it."

Ye Yi: "...Red Hood is more reliable."

That is almost all.

Moses sighed, the two children flinched, and Catwoman looked at him menacingly.

"I'll talk about that later." The man said in a flat tone, as if he didn't even have the strength to make an expression, "What do you think?"

silence.

After a while, Dick tentatively said, "Is the clown abnormal? I apologize for believing his words."

"What?" Red Hood immediately began to laugh at him, "You will believe the clown? He can't spit out ivory, and I don't even want to hear it."

“…he wanted Batman to be another Joker. He said that either he killed Batman, or Batman killed him, and it was really the same thing—the Batman of this world would never come again. "Moses dragged the topic back with difficulty. The good news is that he doesn't cough very much now. Maybe the physical cooling in the snowy night (?) has worked. "But it's too difficult. He tried many times without any results, so He chose another way: let people live forever. If this is true and not his imagination, it cannot be free. The multiple-choice question just now is his purpose, either life or death, he deliberately led the latter It is full of malice, so normal people will choose the first one."

"Indeed," Catwoman said, "he said it to my heart's content. But Batman chose the second, didn't he? If you're self-deprecating and wanting to be in Gotham's quagmire, you'll pick the first. Pretend not to see the hidden pitfalls, and maybe find excuses like more time for justice."

But Batman didn't.What's even more ridiculous is that the Joker feels that Nightwing and the Red Hood gave the Dark Knight hope to stick to the bottom line.

Didn't you understand or hear?

Moses: "Almost."

He looked down at the open coffin under his feet and the scattered tombstones beside him: "I think this should be the way we are looking for to get out."

"How to do?"

Moses first consulted the system for suggestions, and then gestured: "It's not difficult. Just let me lie in."

As a result, his voice fell, and the two minors showed signs of rejection visible to the naked eye.

"Can't there be something normal?" Red Hood said muffled, "Like if we put the coffin up and Batman stands in it?"

"..." Moses glanced at him subtly, which was an idea that had never been imagined, but, "No, I've seen the photo of SHIELD, maybe it's related to this. The Batman in that photo is buried In the soil."

Catwoman showed a disgusted cat expression: "Evil, don't tell me we have to bury you."

The man said indifferently: "If necessary."

In a distant city, the Christmas bells rang, one after another, like an endless dream.

The four people in the cemetery looked at each other, silent for a while.

Then Dick raised the shovel thrown aside by Catwoman, and laughed dryly: "This thing is not for nothing, is it? It can be ranked among the top three useful props tonight."