I'm playing Gotham in the game [Zhongyingmei]

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!"

The lively circus stage went dark.

Then, two white follow-spot lights suddenly turned on, which seemed to indicate that a new program was about to start.

"Ah! What is that?"

"Why is this..."

"Is this? Isn't Gotham prohibiting clown performances?"

"I heard it's a circus from out of town, maybe I don't know..."

However, facing the stage, the people in the auditorium did not applaud with joy, but asked left and right with hesitation and fear on their faces.

Because in the center of the stage, there is a huge balloon with a clown's smiling face on it.

"what!"

In the exclamation of the audience.The huge clown water polo suddenly fell from the sky and hit the stage hard.

Green liquid splashed all around.

"Hi~ babes. Long time no see, do you miss me?"

The stage lights 'swish' all aimed at the purple figure in mid-air, "I miss you all so much, hehehaha!"

"It's a clown!"

"Ah! Clown! Run!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The clown sitting in mid-air condescendingly looked at the crowd running out, and said happily, "Sure enough, how can there be no clowns in the circus? Everyone likes clown performances."

'Boom! '

The fireworks that came with the circus stage burst out, sparks fell on the ground covered with green liquid, and shot up like a wall of fire.

The advancing people were forced into the aisle by the fire.

"Everyone bought tickets and came in. Why are you in a hurry to leave without finishing the performance?" The purple figure jumped down from mid-air, "Sit down, sit down. A new performance is about to start. "

The way out was blocked by layers of firewalls, and the most famous lunatic in Gotham stood behind him, and the timid audience couldn't help but sob in a low voice.

"Audiences who don't abide by the rules of the performance..." The clown took out a gun from his pocket and aimed it at the auditorium.He grinned and tilted his head, "But you will be punished."

bang.

A man was shot as he tried to walk through the wall of fire, and he fell screaming in the flames, blood streaming down the steps.

"Mom." The little boy whose eyes were covered by his mother trembled,

He tightly grasped his mother's clothes.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mom is here." While holding the little boy tightly in her arms, the woman in the beige coat crouched on the ground, curled up into a ball.

"Quick, sit back." A young girl next to her pushed the mother and child with trembling lips, "If you don't sit back, who would know that this madman..."

She covered her lips abruptly, not daring to speak any more.

The audience crowded in the aisle, one by one, sat back trembling.

"Hold on, hold on. Someone's coming to save us."

"Yes. Batman will come to our rescue."

"Very good, very good." The clown watched the auditorium fill up again with satisfaction, and took out a black box from his arms.

"Now, let's go to the next program." He slammed down the button on the box, and a red countdown to 05:00 appeared on the two huge screens behind him.

"I've filled the bottom of the arena with explosives." The clown blinked playfully, "As long as one of you leaves your seat. Bang..." He made a gesture of being blown away.

"You lunatic." At the table, the sane audience already understood the clown's design.

The bomb he was talking about presumably had added weight to its design.There were hundreds of people at the scene, and they had already put their weight on the bombs under the ground through their seats just now.

But now as long as one person leaves the seat, or suddenly one more person sits on the seat, the bomb will be detonated due to the change in weight.

"Okay. Now it's time for the game show. Let's play something?" The clown turned the gun in his hand, thinking very seriously, "Aerial trapeze? No, no, no, this is too ordinary. Then, A lion-tiger fight? emm, it doesn’t seem to work either.”

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "I see, there is a show that will definitely be popular." The clown happily took two steps towards the stage, and announced to the audience excitedly, "Then first, we have to choose a show." Lucky viewer."

He half-closed his eyes, pointed his gun at the auditorium, and said, "Okay! It's you, that lucky bald man."

The audience who was pointed at by the clown couldn't help but look at the only bald man among them

.

"Ah, this reflectivity is just right." The clown pointed a gun at the middle-aged bald man with one hand, and covered his eyes with the other hand: "Although there is no big turntable and no apples, I think my Accuracy should be pretty good."

What he wanted to play was to shoot darts blindfolded.

All the people in the audience shivered and shrank themselves into a ball, hoping that they would not become the dead ghost of the clown.After all, no one knows who this lunatic will shoot in the end.

"No, I don't want to play with you lunatic here! I want to go back, I want to go home." In the east auditorium, a middle-aged man rushed towards the aisle.He crawled on the ground, hid in the shadow of the chair, and crawled out bit by bit.

"Ah!" The audience, who were afraid of the bomb explosion, suddenly fell to the ground.

"Wow, bang!" The clown imitated the sound of a bomb exploding, and laughed out loud as he saw the panic in the audience.

"I'm lying to you. It's not an explosion!" He raised his hand to look at the black box in his hand, "It's just a small snack before dinner."

硕大的屏幕上，红色的倒计时从05：00开始一秒一秒的往下掉。04：40，04：39，04：38……

With a bang, the middle-aged man who managed to climb to the edge of the fire wall was shot.After twitching for two seconds, there was no sound.

"It's not my fault." The clown shrugged innocently, "He broke the rules of the game first."

For a moment, the entire auditorium was silent.Everyone covered their mouths tightly, afraid that a little sound would be leaked and this lunatic would be stimulated.

"Ah, that's right." The clown took out another remote control from his pocket, "I forgot, but there is a very good live broadcast tonight."

He aimed at one of the large screens and pressed twice.After a snowflake, the square in downtown Gotham appeared on the screen.

"Nine o'clock, nine o'clock." The clown muttered in a low voice, "There is one minute left, and the show is about to start. What a time..."

Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly flew in the air, kicking the clown to the ground.

"It's Batman!"

There were one or two low cries of joy and tears from the audience.

Batman is coming, they will not die.

On the stage, Batman held down the little boy who wanted to get up

Ugly, punch after punch, punch to flesh, hit him in the face.

"Cough cough." The clown spat out the blood in his mouth, and grinned with red lips, "Why are you alone today, little bat? Where's your little bird? Are you overwhelmed... Hahaha..."

Batman ignored the joker's madness.He silently grabbed the black box from the clown's hand, took out two small discs from his belt and pasted them on.

After two beeps.

The countdown to the bomb stopped.

Tim: Huh... Finally caught up.

Tim, who was sitting in front of the computer, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After knowing that the Penguin and Luthor talked about forming an alliance, and then met with the clown.They monitor the entire Gotham and the notorious criminals in Gotham 24 hours a day.

Multiple contingency plans were made one after another, but unexpectedly, this circus troupe who just came from other places today was missed.

Robin: I've cleaned up here.Immediately go west to support.

Although it has not been found out who provided the dynamite and guns to the clown.

Tim picked up the marker pen and drew a heavy horizontal line under Lex Luthor's name.

But it must have something to do with this guy.

Red Hood: I'm dealing with the west.You don't have to come here...

Robin: ...then I'll go support Batman.

"Hahahaha... Do you think this is the end?"

Amid the cheers of being saved, the clown smiled and looked at the screen that was just turned on, "This is just the beginning, little bat. Carnival night..." He raised his arms and cheered, "It's just the beginning!"

Bang!

Batman went up and punched him again.

Stamping the clown under his feet, Batman freed his hand to send a message to Gordon: Let the explosion-proof and criminal police teams come in to rescue the trapped people.

And at this busy moment.

On the big screen that has been ignored all the time: two figures suddenly appeared.

This made Batman, who was about to tie up the clown and bring him back to Arkham, stopped what he was doing.

On the plaza in downtown Gotham:

Harley Quinn is standing in front of a podium in a short T and pleated skirt.Behind her, Poison Ivy stretched out boredly.

Batman's eyes moved to Poison Ivy's vines.There, there was a sleeping child curled up on every vine.

"Ahem." Harley Quinn tried the microphone.

"Good evening, everyone." Harley Quinn grinned wantonly, "I'm so glad to meet you again tonight."

Batman holds down his headset: Robin.

Robin: I see it. I'm rushing to the square.

Robin in a hood is performing extreme jumps on tall buildings.

Tim: A hole was blown under Arkham, and most people have been traced so far.There are a few left, I still need some time.

Tim's eyes were on seven or eight surveillance cameras, and his hands were still typing on the keyboard.

"Oh, be more happy, our friends..." The Harley Quinn on the screen smiled and looked at the policeman under the podium, "Tonight is a rare carnival night..."

Several screens were erected behind her, and each screen was a live broadcast.

The burning residential area in the west, the audience in the circus who fell in a pool of blood, and the innocent people in the bank who were pointed at guns by robbers...

"Oh, that's right. I mean there's something missing. How can there be no dance on a carnival night?" Harley Quinn waltzed on the spot, then turned her head and blinked at Poison Ivy. The children on the board were lifted into the air.

"Then, who will be my dance partner?" She looked into the sky with rolling eyes, "Let me think..."

Robin: Damn it!I was stopped halfway.

Tim: Can't they have this ghost dance in Arkham?

And obviously not long ago, he went to re-strengthen Arkham's defenses.

Tim stretched his neck, ready to put on his suit to support Batman and the others.

"Okay. I know who to choose." Harley Quinn smiled and took out a dress from under the podium, "Bruce, hi...Bruce Wayne."

Batman/Red Hood/Red Robin/Robin in different places looking up at the same time.

"Are you watching?" Harley Quinn shouted with the microphone, "Or is it in the arms of some beautiful sister? Come on, my dance partner...I'm waiting for you here."

Did they know? ! !

This sentence slipped through the hearts of everyone in the Bat family at the same time.

Robin: That's impossible!

Robin kicked the arm of the strong man in front of him, turned around and landed.

Robin: They shouldn't know.

Tim: But why did she bring up Bruce?

Tim frowned, holding the corner of the table tightly with both hands.

Alfred: Sir, Gordon

The chief called.

"What's wrong with Batman?" The clown grabbed Batman's cape and giggled, "Where do you want to go in such a hurry? Gotham City Plaza... Hahahaha!"

"Who can help me call Gotham Sweetheart and let him know?" Harley Quinn said while putting on a dress on herself: "Lady's time is precious, and I've always been impatient."

She looked at the children hanging in mid-air meaningfully.

Batman squinted his eyes as he looked at the big screen: Red Robin.

Red Robin: Understood.Give me 5 minutes!

Tim scrambled to run outside.

"So, you want me to pinch Bruce?"

In the speeding car, Ah Fu, who was sitting in the cab, held the steering wheel with a serious expression.In the back seat, Tim and Zhong Miao sat side by side.

"We suspect that the villains of the clown already know that Batman is Bruce." Tim quickly told Xiaomiao what happened, "Although we don't know where they got the news. But, we must stop such connect."

"We need your help, Xiao Miao." He looked at Zhong Miao solemnly.

"Yeah, but I haven't pinched anyone who exists in reality." Zhong Miao heard Tim's words and instantly understood what he meant.

But Bruce is not a virtual character in her imagination, but a real human being in reality.Even if she pinches the person out, what about the behavior pattern and tone of voice?

"It's not a big problem." Tim patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, "Bruce is just a playboy. Even if you go out of line..." He spread his hands, "It's a very normal thing."

Zhong Miao: "..."

Yes, is that so?

But she doesn't have much experience in the profession of playboy!

"You've seen the movies and TV shows. You just act like the playboys there. It doesn't matter if you are a little different from Bruce. Everyone will be a little different when facing criminals."

Tim took out his own weapon and started to assemble, "I'll get out of the car in a while and go around to save the kids."

He glanced over, "When the time comes, I'll take your pinched Bruce with you, and you. Afu will drive you back to the Batcave. You just need to operate remotely, okay?"

"Understood. Me, no problem."

As long as you don't think I don't look like it.

Zhong Miao recalled the character design of Playboy, swallowed and nodded.Maybe it's because this time the mission involves the safety of everyone in the Bat family.

She suddenly felt a sense of nervousness like when she was playing the game for the first time when she just started playing the game.

but.

"Is it enough to just pinch Bruce? Do you need to pinch one for each of you? Just, pinch you to watch dramas together at home?"

This way no one will be suspected.And sitting and watching dramas is equivalent to hanging up the phone, and it doesn't take much brains.

"That's right." Tim's eyes lit up. "Your suggestion is great. After today's business is over, I'll go and discuss it with Bruce and the others."

If the pinched Tim Drake can help him go to the Wayne Group meeting... that would be even better.

He obviously just wanted to create a proof of being at home for his teammates, but he didn't expect his teammates to draw inferences from one example and want him to work for him?

This is outrageous.

But now, Zhong Miao is still unaware of this.She sat very attentively in the back row, pinching the world-famous handsome face of Gotham sweetheart Bruce.

Dilili...

"It's Chief Gordon's call, Master Tim." Afu glanced at the caller ID on the dashboard.

"Let me pick it up." Tim pulled down a virtual screen from the roof of the car and clicked to answer.

"Pennyworth... um, Tim?" Sergeant Gordon froze for a moment with an anxious expression.

"Jim, wait for 2 minutes." Tim glanced at Zhong Miao who was adjusting the details, "Bruce and I still have about 5 minutes to reach Gotham Square."

"B...?" Sergeant Gordon looked sideways at the big screen in the square, where Batman was beating the Joker violently.

Ah this?

"I'll trouble you to protect Bruce later."

"Ah, ok... ok. We'll definitely protect Mr. Wayne." Did Tim want to pretend to be Bruce?

Sergeant Gordon recalled the difference in height and weight between the two men.

Is this difficult?

"Quick, let's take a look, does this look like it?" Zhong Miao turned his pinched head to face Tim.

"...It's pretty good." Tim was dumb for two seconds, then nodded in agreement, "It's very similar." It's just that there is only one head looking at him like this, which is a little creepy.

"Okay, next is the body." Zhong Miao stepped aside towards the car window, giving Bruce

The body vacates a place.

"It should be even higher."

"so tall?"

"Yes. Uh, but the pectoral muscles, not so big."

"But I think the patriarch has big chest muscles..."

"It's big, but we had to make Bruce and Batman visually separate."

"Okay then, I'll zoom out a little bit. What about now? Do you think the voice sounds like it? Do you need to tone it down a bit?"

"It's almost done." Tim breathed a sigh of relief.For the rest of his life, he didn't want to discuss with his teammates anymore, such issues as his adoptive father's body and chest muscles.

Just then, the car stopped.

"Here we are, Master Tim." Ah Fu turned around and reminded.

"Then let's go." Tim opened the door, stood outside the car and nodded to Xiaomiao and Ah Fu, "Ah Fu, be careful on the way back."

"You too."

"Let's go, Red Robin." Sitting in the middle, Ruth adjusted his suit and stepped out of the car with his long legs stretched out. "It's time for us to play."

She looked around vigorously, and kept hypnotizing herself in her mind: I am a playboy, I am a billionaire, and I am incredibly handsome.Pretty girls love me...

That's right!From now on, she's Gotham's richest playboy and prettiest kid.

The author has something to say: There is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no anti-thief the day before (no)

007's social animals are really miserable.

Do you know what I was thinking when I wrote this chapter?

——Grandma, why are your ears so big?Why are your eyes so big?and your tail...

What has changed for Bruce?muscle power?memory?Hahaha……

感谢在2021-08-0819:27:12~2021-08-1018:01:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Leng Yue, 309297001;

Thanks to the little angels for irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Susu; 5 bottles of Beiminglonglong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!