A meow and a dog

The veterans of the Justice League once again gathered in the conference room of the watchtower. Except for Batman and Martian Manhunter who already knew the inside story, others just regarded this call as another task of the alliance's collective dispatch, because not long ago they The Joker and Luther were sent to prison together.But after seeing Batman's obviously tense jaw and every move, everyone understood that this task was obviously not easy.After all, few people can make Batman so angry that he can't hide his anger.

"'The great mother came with her anger and grief, and she swore to take revenge on this city of sin.'" Batman read every word, and slapped the paper on which it was written. On the table, the poor table made a "bang" sound, "I saw this kind of paper posted everywhere in Gotham this morning, and someone has already seen it and started to move. At the same time, Director Gordon told me, Arkham performed another jailbreak."

"How many escaped, B?" Superman asked wearily, after he'd just put some kryptonite-bearing robbers back in jail.

"No one." Batman stood under the light, squeezing those ugly words from his teeth, "The only cell that was opened was the Joker, and he was killed by a bat-shaped dart after he was free for a short time. die."

"That is--"

"That's obviously not me, Green Lantern." Batman glanced at his teammates with different expressions, "And this is the weird thing, no capable criminal would do that. They don't bother to use my name .In the end we found that the most likely candidate was the newcomer—”

"That 'great mother'." Martian Manhunter tried to put his hands on the table calmly, "I checked all the suspects together with the bat, but found nothing in the end. Then we saw these papers, which is not It's just a simple coincidence. So we can only conclude that the perpetrator wants to use Batman's name to accomplish her purpose. But we don't know that purpose yet."

"But why did she insist on killing the clown?" The Flash frowned and tapped his fingers, "She just chose it for him by coincidence?"

Batman tossed his cloak, clenched the paper in his hand, and pressed his lips tightly, "No, it's not. This is obviously a battle for title."

"It's just a battle for title?" Wonder Woman asked incredulously, "What's the use of that?"

"The clown is not only a crime, he also sells drugs, has a wide network, and the fear of the boss of the Gotham gang. He uses madness to control his subordinates. If the original clown dies, then the power of Gotham will be broken by the new clown, and The new Joker will obviously get all the privileges of the previous Joker."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Superman stood up. "Let's go find this—'The Great Mother'."

Bruce rubbed his sore eyes, trying to focus on the computer screen in front of him.The operation of the Justice League in the morning was stopped by the Gotham Police Department on the grounds that "they no longer trust any hero", so what Batman has to do at this time is not only to find the location of the "new clown" , but also face the people who are wary of Batman and the Gotham police again.

It just sucks.

But Bruce immediately realized that he might not have much time to use, because suddenly there was a sound of high heels kicking on the ground and something heavy being dragged in the silent Batcave, and whoever knew Batman and Bruce... No one in contact with Wayne would have made that noise—who was that?

Batman cautiously didn't jump up immediately, but observed with the tiny reflection of the computer screen, but unfortunately, the reflection of the computer only allowed him to see a pair of red high-heeled shoes on the opponent's feet.

"Hehehe, cute little guy." The woman behind said teasingly, and laughed a few times as if to cater to the atmosphere, "Oh, my dear, you haven't regretted it yet, have you?"

Batman, who knew that his gaze had been spotted, could no longer play dumb, so he had to stand up and turn around.

Only now did Batman see the appearance of the comer: the other party was wearing a colorful clown hat and a belt around his waist, his face was painted with thick watercolors like the clown's, and his lips were painted with black and red lipstick, but the prominent The lip marks strangely painted a smile-like pattern at the corner of the mouth.

"Who are you?" Batman put on a defensive posture vigilantly, while holding a batarang in his left hand.

The woman covered her eyes with her hands, and made a "woo-woo" sound from her mouth, as if crying, "My dear, you actually forgot your wife!"

"..." Batman didn't respond, remembering what was written on that piece of paper.But even though he was thinking secretly, he remained indifferent on the surface.

"Oh, did you also forget about your poor son?" The woman saw the expressionless Batman between her fingers, and seemed to feel that her trick was useless, so she put her finger down, as if persuading him Said: "The poor child died on the cold ground, I can't even hold his small body - we have parted ways since then, but since our child still exists here, I don't care too much - as long as You allow me to see my children."

"Sorry, but who is your child?" Batman thought about the woman's words, thinking about the possibility of parallel worlds.

The woman's eyes widened, and the paint on her face gathered together, making the red around her mouth hideous.Her voice was sharp and she said angrily: "You forgot our child? You forgot our son? Did you forget Bruce?!"

"..."

The woman, or Martha Wayne lowered her head, and let out a low-pitched laugh from the corner of her mouth, "Oh, I'm so stupid, hey, let me see who this 'Batman' is?" She Stepping forward, he pushed away Batman's stiff hand holding the bat dart with his soft hand, skillfully and flexibly pressed a small button on Batman's arm, and then lifted Batman's mask covering his face— —

"No! It's impossible!" Martha took two or three steps back in despair, hiding in the darkness that even Batman couldn't get close to.

"...Mom?"

No one answered.

The author has something to say:

Well, this chapter comes from the cover of a DC comic, in which the Waynes survived the robbery, but their son Bruce Wayne was shot dead, and Martha Wayne, who was overwhelmed by grief, became the new The Joker, while Thomas Wayne became Batman.

It feels a little hasty, lacks some foreshadowing, and there are problems such as language barriers QAQ, because it was rushed out.

If possible, there will be another update in the afternoon~