[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

The Joker slipped from Batman's hands this time, although Gotham City failed to blow up.

He did grow.thought Leo.

Leo is squatting at the base, fumbling with the poison gas he scavenged from the scarecrow.This thing knocked down Ba Dao before, and after avenging the scarecrow, he decided to find a way to make this thing lose its effect on Ba Dao forever.

Let Ba Dao be able to arrange scarecrows without pressure every time in the future.thought Leo.

It would be fine if it was the "fear" gas, but the effect of directly making him lose control of his body would be too fatal.

He first tries to be immune by his own will.Leo took a light breath after diluting the poisonous gas.

……

Half an hour later, Leo silently decided to continue clicking the technology tree and try to configure the antidote.He is proficient in biology and electronics, and with the assistance of artificial intelligence Kyle, buying some instruments and materials can basically achieve his goal.

Kyle reminded with an electronic voice: "Batman has made and put the antidote into use, and the formula is not difficult to obtain. On this basis, it will be much easier to improve the development direction of the scarecrow gas."

Leo: Kyle is awesome!

According to his requirements, artificial intelligence automatically uses the search engine to filter and get better solutions.Leo didn't expect that his small programs could play such a big role in combination.

"Use cracking program No. 092—I'll integrate it into the source code." Leo, who noticed Kyle's huge potential, suddenly changed his words in the middle of the order. in.

Support has higher priority than antidote.thought Leo.

New modules need to be upgraded on the original basis.

It took him nearly a week to barely complete the upgrade, and the Stark technology server that he bought with a lot of money to carry Kyle was placed in the base.

——Wayne Technology is looking at you resentfully!

"Kyle, self-check." Leo sat on the sofa, casually looking at a camera in the base and ordered.

After about five seconds, a synthetic electronic voice sounded from the newly installed stereo in the base, and responded: "The self-inspection is complete, everything is normal."

"Oh," Jason folded his arms and frowned slightly, looking at the positions of several cameras in the base, "The things you've worked on for so long look like a replica of Stark's smart butler."

The former bird of the Bat family has a bad take on such an artificial intelligence that may be watching him all the time.

"I think Kyle is more advanced," Leo said, "his composition codes are written by me when I used to assist in ambush, sneak and raid. Kyle can't be regarded as a steward, it should be said to be an excellent combat support , pro-test helped me a lot when pushing the scarecrow last week!"

He's awesome, he's a combat assistant, not a hacker.Leo added in his mind.

"It—can he make coffee?" Jason asked.

Leo: "...?"

He felt that Jason had a problem with artificial intelligence.

How could the AI ​​he wrote be able to do things that Leo himself doesn't know!Something out of nothing?

"This question is beyond the outline, Mr. Todd." Kyle replied straightforwardly.

"...Oh, what can he do then?" Jason lost most of his interest.

Leo was super annoyed at Jason's slumped face.

The AI ​​written by the programmer is like his child, how can it be looked down upon!

"...I set permissions for you," Leo resisted the urge to hit someone, and tried again to let Jason understand Kyle's awesomeness, "You can ask him any question, as long as the network can cover it, and the firewall level does not count. He can invade high places, and can provide combat assistance within the surveillance coverage.”

"Then...the movement of the Romans?" Jason asked tentatively.

"Cami Falcone is still preparing for the offensive in the Eastern District. His family member Jimmy Saviano died two hours ago in a power struggle within the family. The body is expected to be found by supporters Jakcek by tomorrow morning. Member Barnion will be blamed under the tricks of some people, with a probability of about 65% from the hands of Penguin Oswald Coppert. The only confirmed supporter of Falcone is the family member Wei Kedosas." The electronically synthesized voice replied without a pause.

Leo: "...wow."

Kyle is really awesome!Wait, the little penguin is moving?

Ba Dao should also do something.thought Leo.

Jason: "...do you know that your artificial intelligence is so capable?"

"I... I just integrated more than 400 programs, classified modules and then rewritten the self-updating code. His self-updating ability exceeded my expectations."

Too much.Leo thought, it seems that he really built a great cheat.

Kyle can do more than he expected.

"...Well, you are indeed better than Stark in terms of updates." Jason admitted.

But in terms of housework, he is as good as Leo himself, so he can't help at all.The virtuous Jason once again expressed his dislike for Leo.

After reciting the shame of down-to-earth cheating ten times, Leo eagerly looked at Jason: "Brother, do you want to buy cheating?"

If you have everything, you can’t open it for nothing!Not only do I want to drive, but I also drive for my teammates, so that Jason will really play something wrong with himself when Leo is not paying attention.

Leo chooses to ignore the fact that Ba Dao is more capable than Red Hood.

"Buy." Jason expressed interest.

"'Hanging' has been included in the new appellation." The synthesized electronic voice answered immediately.

Leo: "..."

Jason: "... pretty smart."

Jason puts on a terminal.Red Hood continues to be active in Gotham City, and Ba Dao continues to disappear after defeating the Scarecrow.Gotham City hasn't changed much. If you say it, it's probably falling into the dire straits of the clown again.

However, this city has been in dire straits, and there are other people if the clown does not make trouble, so from the results, Gotham City has not changed.

With the help of Kyle, Leo quickly used artificial intelligence to hack into the antidote formula for the fear gas used by the Scarecrow before, and then analyzed and produced the antidote for the poison gas used by the Scarecrow with the equipment purchased from the Lex Group.

—Wayne Corporation crying in the storm.

Not only that, but with the help of Kyle's powerful computing power, Leo went one step further and produced a resistant substance.

The substance itself is one of the ingredients of the antidote.Kyle calculated that no matter how the scarecrow's poisonous gas changes, the main components are the same.

This substance can effectively destroy the main components of the poisonous gas, but the natural metabolism is very fast, and it cannot stay in the body of most people for a long time, except Ba Dao.

After purification, this is a long-term effective fear gas resistance substance for Ba Dao.

After testing several times, Leo kept the substance in his body through multiple intramuscular injections.

In the future, there will be no fear gas to prevent Ba Dao from pushing the boss.Leo thought, he won't be ashamed in front of his idol anymore, he's so awesome!

Lethal debuffs are avoided if possible.Ba Dao does not contain milk, if you don't pay attention, it will overturn again.

He discovered Kyle's flaws during his experiments.In the final analysis, Kyle is just an artificial intelligence, which is very strong in calculation, screening, judgment, intrusion, etc., but he cannot innovate.

Leo said that if he wanted to develop an antidote, Kyle would never think of further resistant substances; if Jason wanted information about the Roman gang, Kyle would not further explain the relationship between the Falcone family and other gangsters. Help the audience understand.

The defect is neither big nor small, just enough to make people distinguish that he is an artificial intelligence rather than a life.Leo liked this flaw, which allowed him to continue to use Kyle without guilt.

You must know that although it is not obvious on the surface, he still has a little bit of guilt for using Jason and Robin, just a little bit.

After the observation of the injection of resistant substances, everything about the scarecrow has finally come to an end, and Ba Dao can consider pushing the next boss.

Jason is going to travel to Bludhaven recently, and Leo has to find a short-term meal ticket for himself between pushing the boss.

He thought for a while whose card to turn over to push, and then remembered that the clown was still outside the lunatic asylum.

For clowns, teaming up or pushing directly is a good choice.He is more inclined to push directly, who let the clown trick him the first time he made trouble.

Ba Dao is very vengeful.

"Kyle," Leo said enthusiastically, "check the Joker's location."

"It will take 30 seconds for intrusion filter monitoring," said the synthesized electronic voice, and concluded after half a minute had elapsed, "the railway near the power plant in the east."

"Seriously? Gotham City's rail transit is so developed, he can appear in any other place after I arrive." Leo complained, and the answer given by the cheat was no different from no.

"If you want further results, Leo," the artificial intelligence said, "the clown's destination is the Theo Casino, which is within the Maroni family's sphere of influence."

"... Received." It was a fresh experience to be called by the artificial intelligence directly, and Leo had no other thoughts except to lament Kyle's awesomeness.

He looked at the gradually darkening sky, equipped one of Kyle's terminals, and headed to the casino with the knife on his back.

Ba Dao's light work is not much faster than the rail transit made by Wayne Enterprises. When he flew in place, Kyle reminded him that the clown had already entered.

He sighed, and faced the security guard at the entrance of the casino for a while.

In Gotham City, Ba Dao is temporarily regarded as a famous superhero. This casino is the sphere of influence of gangsters, and they will not welcome Ba Dao to enter.

Ba Dao thinks that he has never been so good, not good enough to be a hero, but as bad as a super villain.But people don't seem to think so.

Now that Maroni is dead, the rest of his family doesn't have a boss worthy of pushing, so it's pointless to push hard.

Although he wanted to push the clown, Ba Dao didn't want to waste too much time on the mobs.Fighting mobs all the time didn't make any faces.

It is best to let the other party open the door and let him in.

"It is recommended to call, the clown is holding a mobile phone." Kyle's synthesized electronic voice suddenly sounded from the earphone terminal.

Ba Dao refused to admit that he was taken aback by the sudden sound of his plug-in.

"Dial the number of that mobile phone, Kyle, don't reveal your existence, don't try to calculate the clown's behavior." Ba Dao said for insurance.

He was a little afraid that the illogical clown would kill Kyle.

"Okay, Leo." The AI ​​seemed to enjoy calling him by his name.

10 minutes ago, inside the casino.

Laughing clowns strolled through the hidden conference room inside the casino.

The others in the room besides him were either standing still dutifully as bodyguards, or sitting on chairs as little bosses.The only clown walking around stood out among them like a bald head suddenly emerging from the crowd.

He changed his makeup to look more like a clown in a circus.

Some of you are suppressing your inner fears, some of you don't take it seriously, and some of you are very anxious.They gathered here, and even invited the lunatic Joker, for one purpose, to regain the territory lost by the family after Maroni's death.

Sitting at the head of the conference room was Maroney's son.Maroni himself is extremely arrogant. He has never considered how the family will develop if he dies unexpectedly, and has always neglected the education of his son.

Little Maroni had limited contact with gang affairs, but he inherited his father's ability and ambition. After the death of the leader, he single-handedly recruited all the old Maroni's old men he could win, and planned an internal purge and war. external competition.

He did not hesitate to ask the clown to help.

It's hard to tell if this was a wise or stupid decision.

The clown giggled and walked briskly back and forth in the conference room, his eyes full of maliciousness slowly glanced over each person present, as if he would surprise the other person to death at any time.All the people stared at by him were stiff, unable to hide their panic.

"As I said, you can get everything you need, but if you attack anyone, all the bodyguards here will kill you together." Little Maroni was very dissatisfied with the way the clown caused panic in the family, but he There are not many chances to turn over the cards, so you must rely on the trick of the clown.

"I'm listening," the clown raised his hands and waved them nervously like a band conductor, "Isn't this a move yet? Hahahahahahaha!"

He said the word "return" slowly, low and sticky, as if everyone here would be killed by him in various ways, but the time has not yet come.

The faces of the people present turned ugly, and they were extremely annoyed at the ignorance and flattery of this lunatic who dared to provoke the gang leader without a weapon.

Each of them is the boss of a group of people, and they are used to being sought after by their subordinates. Even if they understand the horror of clowns, they can't help but want to kill people who don't know how to be in awe.

"I heard that my predecessors performed the little game of 'make the pen disappear', should I also perform a performance to win your 'trust'?" The clown seemed not aware of the change in the atmosphere, he smiled like a child , not much different from a real circus clown.

"I've had enough!" A fat white man slammed the table and stood up, "Bonal, kill him!"

A bodyguard behind the clown moved in response, raised his pistol and was ready to shoot.

The clown turned around suddenly, pulled out a bulging palm-sized plastic bag with a clown pattern as if by magic, and slapped it up with a big laugh.Unable to bear the pressure, the bag burst open, and yellow-green gas sprayed out from the plastic bag, hitting the face of the bodyguard who drew his gun.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and the clown's attack came without warning.

The bodyguard who inhaled the gas trembled, and the pistol dropped to the ground.He lowered his head weakly, his body lost support, and slowly knelt down on the ground, only trembling and shrugging shoulders could be seen.

He just knelt down in a twisted posture and never got up again.

The conference room was extremely quiet for a while.

"...I said--" Little Maroney said repressedly.

"You said it, you said it," the clown interrupted him with a curled lip in a lack of interest, and made an exaggerated innocent expression, "he did it first!"

This is not over yet, a series of weird laughter of "hee, hee, hee, hee, hee" sounded in the meeting room.People looked at the clown, who looked around curiously like everyone else.

The clown wasn't laughing.

Laughter came from the bodyguard who knelt down and shrugged his shoulders.His laughter sounded weak, hoarse and dry, like the lungs had been pumping out air but not taking in air.The bodyguard was slowly getting up and raising his head slowly.

The clown made a surprised expression, jumped around in a circle and left the spot, letting out the poor bodyguard behind him.

Under everyone's gaze, the bodyguard finally raised his head and showed his face.

It was a haggard, pale face, with a crazy smile on it, and saliva flowing from its mouth.The owner of the face didn't seem to be aware of this, he was still awake, he was crying in fear, but it looked like he was laughing until his tear glands lost control.

"Hee..." The bodyguard looked up, and the panicked fat white man, his boss, came into his eyes.

The bodyguard suddenly got up from his kneeling position, lifted the gun on the ground and pulled the trigger on his boss.

With a shot to the head, the others were stunned, and they didn't even think about whether to stop this step.

The fat white man who lost half of his head collapsed backwards on the conference table before he could make an expression of astonishment.Red and white substances flowed all over the table, and some splashed onto several people on the opposite side.

The smell of blood is spreading.

"Ouch..." Some people couldn't help but vomit.

The clown was laughing softly when he got up from the bodyguard, and laughed louder and louder as the bodyguard moved.He laughed and opened his arms, as if showing his work to others.

After the bodyguard shot, the tears flowed even more, and he knelt down trembling.

"Oh, that smile isn't big enough," the clown commented solemnly, rubbing his chin, "let me put a smile on this face!"

He walked behind the kneeling bodyguard, held the other's forehead with his left hand to fix it, took out a small knife from his suit with his right hand, and put the tip of the knife into the bodyguard's mouth.

The bodyguard just made intermittent "hee hee" sounds without any resistance.

"Let's have a laugh!" The clown said, his right arm flung out violently, and the tip of the knife in his hand was covered with blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the bodyguard cried out in pain at first, and then turned into a loud laugh abruptly.

There was a long, upturned gash at the corner of his right mouth, and the right half of his face turned bright red.The wound also made his laughter weird because of the leak.

The clown smacked his lips in satisfaction, and took a step aside.

With an asymmetrical and increasingly crazy smile, the bodyguard suddenly stood up with a gun, and the muzzle of the gun moved among the heads of everyone present, as if thinking about who should be the next to collapse.

Harsh laughter echoed through the room.

"Break him!" Little Maroni couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't specify which "he" it was.

All guns were pointed at the insane bodyguard, but no one dared to point at the clown.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a few gunshots, the bodyguard with several blood holes on his body let out a few last laughs with tears, and collapsed convulsively, beside his boss's body.

"Okay," the clown clapped his hands to attract the attention of the living, and he twitched the corners of his mouth wantonly, "If you are satisfied with my performance, please smile, everyone!"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Ha." I don't know who laughed first.

"Ha, haha." Someone stiffly agreed.

Slowly, more and more people responded, and even the little Maroni, who regarded himself as the leader, also laughed.Everyone laughed louder and louder in the treacherous atmosphere, and no one cared about the two bloody corpses.

The clown raised his hand in satisfaction, and took two more shots.

The laughter of the whole room stopped abruptly.

He casually reached into the pocket of the dead fat white man's clothes and took out a cell phone.

"We still need some audience, what do you think?" The clown held up the phone with one hand, waved it meaninglessly, and said in a drawn-out tone to the dumb audience in the room, "Why, so, serious?"

The soothing oriental zither music came out of the phone just as the clown finished speaking. The clown laughed a couple more times with great interest, glanced at the crowd who dared not make the slightest movement, and casually connected the phone to his ear.

"Zhou Ke'er," came a voice from the opposite side, "come out and open the door for your Ba Dao."

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Ba Dao: Let me play with you!