[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

"Hey Mr. Bat, are you here to catch my dad?"

As soon as the words came out, the people in the shadows moved, and Sera heard a voice that was hoarse and unnatural——

"He wasn't your father," he said, low and solemn, "he killed your father."

Sera didn't react as violently as he imagined, but sneered and spit out two words, "Shit."

After spending a long time with JOKER's group of people, she has inevitably acquired some not-so-good habits. JOKER has never expressed any opinion on this before, but now he laughed out loud and reminded with interest, "Pay attention to the language, sweetheart."

All right.Serra had to rephrase, "You're farting, sir."

JOKER laughed happily HAHAHA.She always knows how to make him laugh better, and he almost misses this beautiful, smart and capable Italian cookie!

Perhaps anticipating this scene, Batman no longer tried to persuade her with words, but took out a thin yellowed photo from his arms, clamped his index finger and middle finger together and threw them away.

Sera reached out and caught it accurately.She thought it was a hidden weapon at the first time - after all, in the past few years, she has not been in contact with paper that is smeared with poison or documents that emit poisonous gas when torn open. She is highly vigilant against all close objects .

But when she carefully caught it and lowered her head to look at it, she was obviously stunned when she saw the very similar face in the photo.

It was indeed just an old photo, and he didn't know where he found it. There was her in it, and her father and mother stood beside her smiling gently.The background is at the foot of the snow-capped Alps, with blue sky and white snow, and the smiles of the three are bright and eternal.

It was her favorite scene when her parents took her to travel abroad when she was seven years old, and this photo has also become her favorite family photo. It is placed on the bedside of her bedroom. She falls asleep and wakes up every day It's the first thing you see.

She would never forget the photo, just as she would never forget the face in it.

But all of this is irrelevant, one of them died, the other became a disfigured lunatic, and now she is living tremblingly under the wing of killing her father and enemy, accepting the bread and poison he fed along with her.

She was in a daze for a moment, staring blankly at the old photo, silent. JOKER easily noticed her change, and couldn't help but licked his lips expectantly, waiting for the next development.

And just as he expected, his little leopard never let him down——

Sierra waved her hand indifferently, throwing away the photo needlessly, letting it fall into the mud, and the bright smile of the past disappeared in the smudges.She raised her head to look at the person squatting on the fire escape, smiled slightly, her eyes were extremely calm.

"It's not my dad... oh, so what?" she asked back. "Compared to before, I'm happier and more content. He can give me more things that those people can't achieve—"

After a pause, she turned her head to look at Joker, bending the corners of her eyes, her smile was pure and warm, like a field of daisies in the sun, full of innocence, "And I love him——my father, Joker... is the most important."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her voice, raised her tone slightly expectantly, and asked him, "So do you love me too, 'Daddy'?"

Silence, the boundless night and the silence spread together.

"Batman" remained strangely silent.In contrast to this, JOKER's wild and extremely happy laughter suddenly sounded in the alley——

"Sella Sella Sella Sella!—" he repeated the name without hesitation, "tsk tsk tsk tsk—that's why I 'like' you and always will 'like' you! See You yourself, why don't we have a mirror in front of us right now? How nice it would be to have a mirror - so that it could reflect your face, just like mine, full of reason, madness, truth and lies - "

He gleefully stretched out his right hand, making a gesture that no one but them could understand, and the man in the hood and almost exactly the same clothes as Batman obediently walked down the fire escape and took off his head The hood revealed a face she was quite familiar with—it was one of JOKER's subordinates.

Turns out he wasn't Batman at all--of course he wasn't! JOKER has always been an exaggerated theatrical criminal, he put on this costume specially today, and went out in the middle of the night without anyone noticing, seemingly for the sake of consummation "JOKER can't do without that little boy Leopard" rumors, when in fact, he was just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opening of a good drama, whether the ending of that scene is happy or sad, he has reason to continue with his plan.

Should she be surprised by this?

--No.Honestly, no surprise at all.

In the past five years, Sera has been deeply aware of the horror of this guy: it is not his force, he does have pretty good skills, but many people in this place in Gotham can easily defeat him.The reason he was able to spread the clown's terrifying reputation day in and day out, bringing shadows to the entire Gotham City, including the police department, the criminal world and all citizens who heard his nickname-he relied on violence at all , but his cleverness and freewheeling.His strongest weapon is his brain.

There is a famous saying in criminology: Genes load the bullet, character takes aim, and environment pulls the trigger. JOKER has almost never personally participated in any event, but let the citizens themselves be the main body of this change, but it can still accelerate the disintegration of the sick society in his eyes.He can always easily make everyone question everything around him. Even the delicacies he made with his own hands will think twice about whether it is poisonous. He lives in anxiety all day long until he can no longer bear it, collapses, and goes crazy.

Some people, his crime is not for power, money, fame or women.Some people just want to see the world burn.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, although "Batman" came here for only a few minutes, there are quite a few loopholes in it - JOKER has not been arrested again in the Arkham Asylum in the past five years. Having new fun doesn't want to go back for a while, and few people can actually catch him when he doesn't.Secondly, he often stays in crowded places in the city center, and it is difficult for Batman to attack due to various considerations.Of the three, in recent years he has suddenly become a lot more peaceful, because his energy and attention are attracted by the little leopard in his arms. He is committed to cultivating a powerful opponent who can defeat him or Batman, and he is happy "Teach" her, "care for" her, instill nutrients and venom into her brain.

This is actually easy to understand: under the control of JOKER, various forces in Gotham City have gradually stabilized, which is almost a rare peace. How could Batman suddenly appear in this dark alley? ——It was just a trick to lure her to reveal her flaws.

Or, she didn't have any flaws at all, because he saw through her intention the first moment she said "daddy".He just thought it was fun so he didn't do anything, but took her home, admiring her full of resentment and hatred every day with great interest, but he had to show him a bright smile.

And five years later, his rare patience is finally slowly coming to an end.

Today's play within a play is a good proof of a fact, and it also reveals the omen that she has been guarding against and preparing for——

His game has finally begun.

The robbers took advantage of their confrontation and slipped away without a sound.But no one cares about that.

Sierra looked JOKER's eyes full of excitement and enthusiasm, tilted her head, smiled, and her voice was lively and bright that only belonged to girls.

"So, I can graduate early, can I?" she asked.

The true meaning of this sentence was well known to each other.

Unexpectedly, JOKER vetoed it briskly.

"Graduation? - No, no, of course not, baby, you need to do a better job of 'studying' - you, my pride~"

"I don't allow even a little imperfection in you, it makes me feel very frustrated."

And the people who frustrate him usually don't make people want to know the ending.

What is he thinking again?To be honest, it's not just JOKER, after five years, her patience is almost exhausted, no one would want to experience the "clown's care and teaching" again, that is probably the darkest and most bleak life she has ever had A part of it, deeper and darker than the worst nightmare, as if it would never wake up.

He seemed to be lamenting a disease in Gotham, as long as anyone who gets close to him will undoubtedly be infected - madness, that unsolvable terminal illness.

But as long as he doesn't let go, she can't really decide to break the face with him, unless she thinks that she can bear the heavy consequences and costs, and is sure to win.

If you want to win this person, you must not rely on force and skill alone.Even Batman has admitted that JOKER is a difficult opponent for him.

So Sierra smiled again and asked him sincerely, "Aren't you really my father?"

This is a signal.

JOKER saw through her subtext at a glance, couldn't help grinning, and smiled with interest.

"No," he said, his voice sticky and sticky, in his usual tone, "—of course not~"

"Then why did you take me in?" Serra asked.She was really curious about it, because everything was just her prediction and conjecture, and he never admitted it himself.

JOKER couldn't help but licked his bright red lips, his gray-blue eyes were full of eager and nervous light, "Because of your madness, baby...it saved you."

At first sight of her, he immediately recognized this hidden truth.

"I can't call you daddy after that, can I?" Serra smiled.If this is the case, then things are going in the direction she wants.

And JOKER answered as she wanted, "No, sweetheart."

"But I don't like to call you joker like them," Sera narrowed her eyes. "That's a good name. But I prefer to be unique."

JOKER lowered his head, leaned close to her face, his noses were almost touching, and he smelled his breath, his pale face was close at hand, as eerie as a devil floating in the night, and she was making a new contract with him——

"You can call me..." He licked his lips, "—Mr.J."

The author has something to say:

Mr.J, are you familiar with this name?

If it wasn't Dad, everything would be much easier [smile]