Both of his parents died, and he grew up in an orphanage. The exhausting night shift life and the expenses beyond his means.

In this dark city, just a little catalyst can turn the world-weary girl who grew up in this environment into her own tool.

The Joker isn't entirely sure who's behind Batman's mask, but he's not willing to pass up the only chance he has.

Get close to him, get to know him, and please him.

This is the task the clown gives the tools.

When he secretly learned that Batman tended to send rescued people to the hospital under the name of Wayne Group, this hospital became the best intermediate platform.

A poor woman with blood in the night, there will always be a moment to catch the attention of the night knight.

There is no mercy in clowns.

Go down with the white knife and let the tools fend for themselves.As long as one can be noticed by the bat-masked shadow before the blood runs dry, it's money for him.

Janna Caitlyn was one of the unlucky ones, her consciousness lost in the stillness of night.

Janna then took over the body.

Janna guessed wildly, regretting that she should have realized it earlier.

She was uncomfortably pressed against the hard muzzle, and frowned and glanced at the clown immersed in the performance.

"If our President Wayne is not willing to choose, then let me choose - shoot first, and then blow up the entire venue. I don't know if the new energy vehicle that uses blood as fuel is in line with today's public welfare theme. "The clown laughed a few times in a low voice after telling what he thought was a funny joke.

He was the only one present who laughed. It's pretty good for the others to keep their minds steady.

Janna bets her boss is the most composed of them all.

I saw him raising his hands from both sides, and his every move was like a rich man trying to negotiate with a criminal: "Let her go, you can have as much money as you want."

"No, no, I think you misunderstood something." The clown's gun slid along Jana's forehead to her cheek, and said slowly. "I don't need any money. This kind of thing, I can grab as much as I want. I need you to tell me if you are Batman."

Janna suddenly figured it out, this looked like a dead end.

Whether Bruce Wayne sees her identity or not, she is his employee in the eyes of others.

Abandoning her, he will become a notorious businessman who sacrificed his employees, and the identity of President Wayne will disappear from this world;

Choose one of the three cars, whether you choose the right one or not, the world's evaluation of him is a joke about the lives of the people present;

If he admits his identity, no matter whether he can get back the current situation, he will be a thorn in the eyes of criminals in the future, and the Wayne Group will also collapse because of his identity.

Janna could think of it, and so could Wayne.

So he didn't want to make that choice.

His Batmobile is on the way, Alfred has also notified the police, just delaying time.

"I think you really misunderstood something and let the people here." Wayne used his body to block the people in front of him and walked to the front of the crowd.

He was looking for an opportunity, and saving Janna as Wayne was also included in his consideration.

The clown didn't want to give him this chance.

The "click" sound of the pistol's safety being released was transmitted to her ears along the bones of her face.

"I hate wasting time, you have 1 minute to make this choice." The clown gestured and looked at his left wrist.

But Janna could clearly see that he didn't have a watch on his wrist.

Her eyes moved to Wayne, meeting his, and he was looking at her too.

Obviously at this moment she should be showing more panic, but there is no fear on her face.

If she had to choose, she thought about it, and she couldn't last long, maybe giving up her is the best among the three?

So Janna made her expression look more like—"Yes, that's what you think, I'm with this guy who painted his face, give me up."

The time obviously only passed about 30 seconds, but I heard an excited sentence beside my ear, "It's time——"

Janna continued to meet Wayne's eyes fearlessly, waiting for him to reveal her identity, or for some unexpected Jedi to strike back.

Then she quietly left this body as a worthless tool.

Her gaze then crossed a row of people, and saw the "person" who was standing beside her before. He took off his black robe at some point and mixed into the crowd, looking at her with a smile on his face.

She withdrew her gaze again and returned to Wayne's face. Those eyes, the wealthy businessman who negotiated conditions from the front, gradually became tough and determined.

Wait... This seems to be a departure from Janna's vision.

While she blinked her eyes in trouble, she heard him say without hesitation:

"Yes, I am Batman."

All of this was recorded one by one by the media's closed cameras, and it seemed like a foregone conclusion that his identity was revealed just like that.

The crowd started to commotion, and the clown let out a triumphant laugh.

He released the gun against her head, made a gesture, and signaled that she could go, then turned to Wayne, and patted her head with the other hand:

"Good girl, since the great hero admits it, then you are free."

Janna slipped through the gap between the two cars, with Wayne in front of her.

She approached him, turned around at a short distance, stopped between him and the clown, and then said in an unusually determined tone:

"Boss, with all due respect, I've checked and he's actually not Batman."

This reversal is a bit big. She, who was still a hostage before, stopped in front of Wayne and called "boss" to the clown.

I just don't know, will this "boss" believe her?

She couldn't see Wayne's expression behind her, but she could hear his voice:

"Are you..."

But his voice was overshadowed by the clown, and he pointed behind him, "No, no, the game is over, you don't need to continue acting, freedom is that direction."

Janna's heart sank, he didn't believe it.

At the same time, her pocket sank.

A smile appeared on the corner of Janna's mouth: "Okay, I won't act."

She turned her body a little, and told the people behind her in the tone she used to tell Batman: "Goodbye, big hero."

Then he walked straight out without looking back.

Out of the door, she touched her pocket, it was Wayne just gave her a car key.

A few minutes later, a Batmobile pulled up in front of her.

After the car door opened, someone got out, wearing a helmet with pointed ears, a hard uniform, and a black cloak.

This guy, wearing Batman gear.

Is he Batman?

"Why is the key in your hand?" The person in front of him made a threatening and low voice like Batman.

Janna knew, of course he wasn't.

She thought for a while and said, "Is it the housekeeper?"

***

In the arena, the successful clown kept pointing his gun at Bruce Wayne.

He didn't intend to shoot at the moment, he wanted to destroy Batman more than kill him.

This is the first step.

"Look! Look! My poor hero, isn't it very disappointing to be betrayed by one of your own people?" The clown naturally refers to Janna, he still thinks that she is still a tool of misanthropy on his side, "but soon There is nothing more hopeless."

When his words fell, smoke rose from nowhere in the venue.

"It should be you who are desperate."

From nowhere came a penetrating voice, the voice of Batman.

The clown's eyes suddenly became confused. In his opinion, Batman was right in front of him.

Who is this?

He pointed at Wayne, "Is this the voice you arranged, isn't it? You can't fool me!"

For more than ten seconds, the entire venue was shrouded in white mist of unknown origin.

Then the fire detectors sounded, and the fire sprinklers in the venue were affected by the smoke, and a downpour of water covered them.

In the rain and fog, a figure appeared from a high place.

Pointed ears, black cape.

The clown's muzzle was in the previous position again, and President Wayne was still watching him from a distance.

The rain blurred his vision, and the clown seemed to see him showing a vague smile.

He's laughing at him?

Is he really not Batman?

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