I have two faces

"I really didn't mean it, sir, and I apologize if I offended you."

“Hope you can forgive a girl who always wanted a cat but never had a cat because her daddy hated cats and suddenly saw a cat ear… no no no I don’t mean your bluetooth headphones like cat ears, I just think… ...it feels...uh...it feels so cute..."

"Well, you pretend I didn't say anything."

Enid silently grabbed Batman's black cape, worried that the big black bat would throw herself out of the air.

The place where she landed was around the building where she was first blown away. Who knows how the source of magic is located, why is the positioning point on top of Batman's head? ?

Maybe Batman was about to take off, only to get slammed into the trash by Enid...

She is wearing a skirt today!

Did he see anything he shouldn't see, like a pink panther-patterned chubby...

But Enid didn't dare to ask these questions.

Like most Gotham people, Enid is both in awe and dependent on Batman. Thinking of her frantic touching of his ears just now, Enid lowered her head and covered her flushed face.

Kind of ashamed.

Although the ears are really cute.

"Where are we going now?"

Most of Batman's face was covered by the mask, he melted into the night, his aura was calm and a bit gloomy, Enid didn't know if Batman was angry, after all, Enid couldn't see it from his exposed chin What emotions come out.

"hell."

Batman's deep voice seems to add horror sound effects.

Enid: "..."

Well, he did get mad.

Batman's shadow flitted across the city of Gotham, the dark clouds cleared, and under the moonlight, a pair of bat ears were printed on the metal walls of Arkham.

The Joker has been recaptured into Arkham by Batman.

This was the third time he had been caught in Arkham by Batman, and the second time was a year ago, when Enid had just joined the job.

The psychology of the clown is something that Enid can't find the pattern after analyzing it for a year. The only thing he can figure out is that he has an inexplicable obsession with blacking Batman.

While Batman is dark enough, the dark knight's soul is clearly still there.

So the clown deliberately delayed the time and was caught by Batman. He asked Batman to go to the building to find Enid. According to the clown's plan, Batman would only see a mess of bombed bodies.

It was Batman who killed Enid.

"Sir, long time no see."

Enid stood three meters away from the clown pretty and greeted him.

clown:"……"

"I heard from Batman that you want to see your girlfriend? Well, I thought I made it very clear." Enid looked a little embarrassed: "I'm only 20 years old this year, and I'm still in college, sir, um , looks in her thirties... a bit older, and I'm a nice girl with a good family and you sir are a three-time Arkham criminal..."

Enid frowned, carefully counting the one, two, three, and four points where she and the clown were inappropriate.

When Batman said she was the clown's girlfriend, Enid was so scared that she almost collapsed.

Isn't the guy who always wants to kill her and chase after a man really gay? !

"Honey, you always surprise me."

The clown's gaze was terribly focused, as if he wanted to observe Enid from the inside to the outside, meticulous and full of morbidity.

"How did you escape, can you tell me?"

When the clown is quiet, he ignores the strange makeup on his face. He is wearing a high-definition purple suit, and his words and sentences are very gentlemanly. Even when he is killing people, he always reveals a morbid elegance. At that time, I once praised Enid, "You are the most polite psychotherapist I have ever seen."

At that time, Enid had just taken office, and she was full of curiosity about the most dangerous criminals in Arkham. She asked, "Don't you like the impolite psychotherapists before?"

"No, they're all dead."

Yeah, they're all dead, Enid might get an award, like longest living Arkham employee or something...

"You can understand that I am a child rejected by God. He doesn't like me to accompany him, so it is not necessary to refuse me to go to heaven."

Batman watched them silently through a layer of glass: "..."

Why does it feel that the psychotherapist hired by Arkham is also a little abnormal?

The clown was amused by Enid's jokes, like the hoarse tone of an old bellows, his eyes were fixed on Enid and never took off, the clown licked his lips, as if he was serious find the words in his mind.

"Do you know how I got this scar on my mouth?"

Again.

Enid made trouble with a blank face: "It was cut by your father with scissors, or by your first girlfriend with a knife, or by yourself."

"No no no, it's a new story, honey."

The clown smiled and stared at Enid: "I am an orphan because the only father I had abandoned me when I was 15 and never came back."

Enid pursed her lips.

"I became an orphan. I couldn't even sleep at night. I always felt that when I fell asleep, a demon would appear from my bed and eat me alive. In order to keep clear, I took the knife my father gave me and scratched it on my face. The first cut, the second cut the next night...the third cut the third night, that wound never healed, I got another insomnia, sweetheart, the scars were the only way I could stay awake."

The clown grinned, and under the heavy makeup, the scar at the corner of his mouth could still be seen clearly.

"Dr. Enid, have you ever suffered from insomnia? Because of that hateful and irresponsible man who left a little girl in Gotham."

Enid clenched her fists and walked towards the clown abruptly.

The color in the clown's eyes suddenly became brighter.

Batman outside sensed something was wrong and yelled, "Stay away from him!"

Still too late.

Enid hit the clown's face with a fist, and the clown's handcuffed hands grabbed Enid's collar, pulled her closer to him, and opened his mouth to bite Enid's delicate neck fiercely.

The door is violently opened, and Batman separates Enid and the Joker.

Enid clutched her bloody neck, breathing heavily.

But the clown laughed sharply, his mouth was full of Enid's blood, he licked his lips, his eyes softened: "You are so cute, Enid."

"I have some news here. You will be happy after hearing it. Guess, in that selection game, who did our dark knight choose? If you..."

"boom--"

Batman knocks the Joker unconscious, picks him up and throws him into the bottom of Arkham.

He looked back at Enid, "That game of choice was just a farce, as long as the clown is caught, you will all be safe."

Enid clutched her neck and said aggrievedly, "The clown tied a bomb to me."

Enid looked up with tears in her eyes, especially pitiful on that plain and tender face: "The set time is 10 minutes."

Batman suddenly felt cold.

After a long while, Enid sniffled and turned her head, "Fortunately, I escaped cleverly, but I may have sprained my foot and fell from upstairs, so you will forgive me if I hit you, right?"

Batman: "..."

With a flick of the black cloak, Batman flew away.

Enid: QAQ really didn't forgive me!

Enid walked out of Arkham alone. A car stopped at the door of Arkham. The driver rolled down the window and asked Enid, "Someone called a car for you, get in the car."

The Joker was defeated by Batman again, and Gotham fell into its usual peace.

Enid finally resigned from Arkham and returned to her real home, an ordinary two-story apartment.

It was just the clown's mouth that left a deep scar on Enid's neck, causing Enid to wear a bandage to cover it up.

Does that sound like a farewell to danger and a return to normal life?

No.

Enid became very curious about her abilities. If the bald woman was right, her magic didn't stop there.

If Enid survives jumping off a cliff, one day Enid can freely control this magic, isn't there a place for Enid all over the world?

No, there is another world.

Enid stood on the top of the tallest building in Gotham, felt the breeze blowing in front of her, took a deep breath, good, the time to test the truth of the world has come!

"Leap of Faith!!!"

Enid closed her eyes and leaned over to jump.

At this time, at the entrance of the building, a black car parked neatly on the red carpet, and the surrounding reporters rushed forward with cameras.

The door opened.

Bruce Wayne held a blond-haired Ponyo in his left hand and a brown-haired beauty in his right. Facing the reporter's question, the richest and most attractive man in Gotham frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Star Ke? This is Gotham, my banquet, why should I invite a New York nouveau riche..."

"boom--"

The world is quiet.

Enid: I feel weird under my ass.

Bruce Wayne: That day, my eyes were swiped by the Pink Panther.

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Little Theater - Batman turned into a black cat when he got hurt one day.

The black cat wobbled and propped up its small body and crawled out from under the newspaper. Drops of blood flowed down its body. It raised its paws and tried to push the lid of the trash can open.

However, the Batman who turned into a cat had little strength and was seriously injured. After poking the black cat with his paws a few times, he coughed several times and made a small milky sound.

At this time, Enid, the shit shoveler, appeared.

"I finally have a cat!!"

Batman: MMP, why is it you again.