Where is the magic virus?

Jason sneaked behind the guy in the circus clown costume, carefully scouting for clues.

But soon, he couldn't help but want to rush up and beat the waddling guy in front of him.

It's not for any other reason, it's really because... the guy in front looks exactly the same as the clown.

When he was in Lazarus Pond, Jason had two years of nightmares, and every night he would meet the clown's pale and evil smiling face. He almost engraved the appearance of the clown joker in his bones:

Strange bright green hair, cracked mouth with bright red lipstick, mottled and cold white paint on the face, hoarse laughter, sweet address, weird purple suit, crowbar that fell mercilessly...

After waking up, he came to Karma Taj for treatment, lived in Natheli’s well-decorated home, and was forced by Natheli to go to bed early and get up early every day for exercise... Jason once thought that the nightmares and shadows he had left him just like this went.

However, one night, when he had nothing to do, he turned on the TV, and accidentally saw a late-night circus show on a certain TV station. A clown with a green wig and white paint on his face was wearing a funny purple clown suit. , to jump to the center of the screen.

For a moment, he couldn't help but stiffen all over, and even the strength to get up to turn off the TV seemed to have disappeared.

At that moment, Jason suddenly realized that the fear and shadow given to him by the joker, who can almost be equated with nightmares, had never disappeared, but was subconsciously subconsciously swayed by him in the daily quarrels and one-sided quarrels between himself and Natherie. Just ignore it.

——Jason thinks that he may suffer from a certain degree of "clown phobia".

Therefore, when he saw the "clown" in front of him wearing a clown suit, dyed green fur, and walking as clumsily as a penguin, the second-generation Robin simply used all his endurance to not go up and punch that guy .

Passing through the narrow and dark alley, bypassing the low wall full of graffiti, and walking straight along the path to the corner of the West Block, Jason followed the weird "clown" all the way to the church in the Gotham West Block.

It was night, and there was not even a single person in the old church. Numerous tombstones were located in the cemetery behind the church, revealing a faintly eerie atmosphere in the middle of the night.

... In the cemetery behind this church, there is even a decent tombstone of "Jason Todd".

Facing his "after death" cemetery, all the muscles of Jason's body tensed up. He tiptoed behind the "clown", his heartstrings tensed, and restraining his fear of the "clown", he held his breath , followed the "clown" in front into the church.

By this time, Jason was in a very bad mood.

For a while, it was the tombstone of his "after death", and for a while it was the clown he didn't want to see the most, and it was still in the middle of the night in Gotham... It was the rhythm that forced his mentality to explode and start the violent mode, even the stability in the spiritual world It's almost unbearable.

In the dark dilapidated church, even the priest who was supposed to live here was nowhere to be seen. Through the dim glass window, Jason clearly saw the "clown" enter the church, and then turned into the tomb through the back door of the church. garden.

So, he sneaked around from the front door of the church, climbed over the high iron fence, jumped onto a big tree on the side like a bobcat, carefully observed the entire cemetery, and then quietly He half-slid and half-jumped from the tree trunk with a sound.

As soon as he landed, Jason used the big tree to hide himself in time, then leaned out from behind the tree trunk, and unexpectedly bumped into an unforgettable face that had appeared in his nightmares countless times.

With a face covered in white paint, bright red and weird lipstick, bright green messy hair, and a purple suit, the visitor just happened to walk under the tree, and had a face-to-face collision with Jason wearing a red hood.

Jason: "..."

Forgive him, the sudden shock was too great, and he was so shocked and frightened that he lost his language function.

"Hi, how are you?"

I bumped into a red hood head-on, and the person who came waved at Jason without any fear, said hello hoarsely, and then slowly opened his big mouth with bright red lipstick, revealing a joker version signature evil smile.

"------!!!!"

Almost subconsciously, Jason punched that smiling face.

Jason left from Karma Taj.

Nathali tried to call Jason, but found that the other party had already pulled out the calling card, and even Friday could not accurately locate his coordinates.

Strange immediately reacted: that kid must have known about the bombing in Gotham City and the clown's escape from prison, and now he also knows that he is returning to Gotham.

He suddenly felt a little headache.

Having been together for such a long time, and being a patient I have dealt with, although Jason's character is not pleasing, Strange still does not want this young Chaoying, who has finally come back from the dead, to be involved in this attack against him. Nathalie laid out the conspiracy deployment, and what happened again unfortunately.

He had no choice but to confess to Natherie: ...At this moment, if you don't want Jason to do something stupid, you'd better go to Gotham to find him! !

Nathali: "......"

She looked confused. Not long ago, she was still discussing with Jason about getting married and meeting her parents. In the blink of an eye, not only did her courtship disappear without a trace, she even did something stupid ?

"...I don't quite understand."

Nathali's expressionless face showed an extremely confused expression, and even brought a trace of imperceptible grievance, "Just half a day ago, Jason promised to take me to meet his family, why did it only pass? After a long time, he disappeared again?"

"...Let's put it this way," Strange was silent for a while with complicated emotions, and then explained dryly, "In a sense, he is indeed going to take you to meet the parents."

——You obviously plan to go to Gotham because of Jason, are you afraid you won't see Batman? !

Seeing that Nathalie was obviously more confused, Strange weighed it in his heart, and decided to selectively disclose Jason's experience to Miss Knight Commander.

In order to prevent Miss Knight Commander from being exposed suddenly, he forcibly pushed Nathalie onto the sofa, and tried to briefly describe the experience of Jason's death and resurrection from an objective perspective, without revealing the identities of Batman and Jason. Under the premise of the premise, it focuses on the blood feud between Jason and the clown.

Nathalie sat obediently on the sofa and listened quietly.

She was expressionless when she heard the clown grabbing the once young Jason and beating him tightly in the warehouse.

Hearing that the clown left the bruised Jason alone in the ice and snow warehouse and locked the door, deliberately luring Batman to take the bait, she had a gloomy face and pressed one hand on the armrest of the sofa.

Hearing that the clown planted a time bomb in that warehouse, and detonated it at the moment when Batman finally arrived and was about to open the door to rescue Jason, Nathalie's eyes narrowed, and a cold murderous aura emanated from the knight. Miss Chang's body spread, and Strange even vaguely heard the sound of the bones of the girl in front of her moving.

"Did they catch the Joker after he...?"

Asked Strange as calmly as possible, Nathalie still had no expression on her face, an inorganic cold light flashed in her eyes, and the large sofa cracked into countless pieces almost the moment she stood up.

"Batman finally caught the Joker and put him in a prison called Arkham Asylum."

Strange hesitated for a moment, and had no choice but to answer like this.

There was a hint of relief on Nathalie's face, but she was quickly surprised by the second half of Strange's words: "Is...is that all? Is it just being thrown into prison?"

Strange nodded: "According to the laws of Gotham, the clown was finally sentenced to death for life, in Arkham."

This time, surprise and puzzlement really appeared on the face of Miss Knight Commander.

She was silent for a long time, and she couldn't calm down the fierce emotion in her heart, but in the end, she could only bear with it and said tactfully:

"...The laws of the people on Earth seem to be different from the laws of the Vicoa Empire."

In fact, she wanted to say that the laws of the earth people seem to have a particularly weird position?

Strange coughed awkwardly.

"Under the current circumstances, we suspect that the Red Skull of Hydra and the clown have united, that's why the clown bombed Arkham and escaped from prison. I'm afraid Jason decided to return to Gotham only after he knew the news. , find the clown to settle accounts."

Before she could finish her sentence, Nathali sprinted towards the space door leading to New York with an unprecedented anxious attitude.

Gotham late at night, the church on West Street.

A shrill, mournful whimper came from the graveyard behind the church.

In the howling night wind, this slightly hoarse voice that seemed to be filled with countless sorrows was faintly present, and it spread to farther places along the wind.

Imagine, one late night, in a deserted cemetery, accompanied by the night wind and the tombstones of countless dead, there was something that made a mournful cry and cry, and it made people cry when they heard it, and felt sad when they saw it... …The people who heard this voice all covered their fragile little hearts, obviously they had suffered a great blow.

The young bosozoku who drove here to compete turned pale and ran away like being chased by dogs.

The robber who was lying in ambush nearby had his legs weak, and crawled away on the ground with both hands and feet.

Even the cats and dogs living nearby were vaguely aware of the uneasy atmosphere in the cemetery, woke up from their sleep one after another, and ran away with their families.

But even so, the mournful cry that seemed to come from hell continued...

……

In the cemetery.

Jason stood stiffly by the tree, lowered his head, and said awkwardly:

"...It's almost enough, how long are you going to cry?"

At his feet, squatting was a guy wearing a clown suit and dyed green hair, who was almost exactly the same as Joker. He was curled up in a ball at Jason's feet, crying helplessly.

Then, crying, holding his nose and raising his head, he shouted indignantly:

"You punched my nose until it bleeds! Why don't you let me cry in pain?!"

Jason, who started to scratch his head in embarrassment: "...Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

——I’m going to die, the "clown" in front of me looks like joker, wears like joker, and even has the same voice as joker!

I didn't recognize it for a while, so I punched reflexively, but the opponent didn't dodge or evade, and the fist full of strength hit the nose.

The other party immediately wailed like a pig with a joker voice, and two tubes of nosebleeds spewed out in an instant, and Jason also reacted in an instant - the rookie who reacted so slowly and screamed so miserably could never be a joker I!

"Admit the wrong person? Acknowledge the wrong person? Why do you look like this! You can beat me up if you admit the wrong person?"

The clown who was punched with a nosebleed squatted on the ground uselessly, crying and yelling angrily.

Jason: "..."

The culprit who had appeared in my nightmares countless times, was squatting on the ground and weeping loudly, his face was covered with nosebleeds, and he was still crying and retorting in a "joker" voice...

The whole scene was too eye-catching, and I couldn't bear to look directly at it... But unexpectedly, there was a sense of revenge?

He turned his head with some guilty conscience: "It's not entirely my fault, brother, what are you doing in the cemetery behind the church without going to bed in the middle of the night?"

"Do you think I'm happy to come to the cemetery without sleeping in the middle of the night?!" The other party's eyes burst into flames when he heard this. What are you doing!?"

Jason: "..."

He was also angry: "Since you are the gravekeeper of the church, why are you dressing up as a joker?"

"I don't want to be like this either!" The tomb guard dressed as a clown was about to collapse, he wanted to cry without tears,

"I woke up at noon today, and somehow I became like this. I tried my best to remove the paint and lipstick on my face. Not only that, my head also turned green, and my voice also changed. It's..."

Jason: "...What did you say? You mean, you somehow became a joker yourself?"

Something vaguely flashed across his brain, and then disappeared quickly, so he could only continue to interrogate the guy in front of him speechlessly.

"Listen to me, I'm really not a bad guy, a wanted criminal, or an Arkham psychopath! I just became what I am now somehow!"

The gravekeeper clown cried out reluctantly, for fear of being sent back to Arkham by the scary red hood in front of him, "If you don't believe me, the priests, nuns, and gardeners in this church can all testify for me! Just look at them! I understand..."

"..." Jason felt that the cemetery guard might not be necessary for primary school Chinese.

However, before the man finished speaking, there was another rustling sound from the direction of the church. Not long after, three "jokers" who also had green hair, white paint on their faces, and bright red lipstick "It popped up from not far away.

A joker is wearing a priest's attire, holding a cross in his hand, with a compassionate expression.

A joker in big underpants walked over sleepily, picking his nose as he walked.

Another joker was wearing a powder-blue nightdress, hiding behind the first two jokers with a face of fear, and peering towards Jason and the gravekeeper.

The current scene is simply the unbearable triple crit in life.

Jason who suffered a devastating blow: "……………………"

It's over, people with clown phobia will die...

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