[Batman] I, The Joker, how is that possible?

Chapter 21: Gatsby's Banquet

"You already know that the reagents came from Arkham, then what? Are you going to sell this information to Batman for his approval?"

"first."

"Ok?"

"First of all, of course, send yourself to the Arkham Asylum, you stupid system."

No, host, you are crazy!

In the clubhouse under the name of Wayne Group at 6:00 pm that day.

Did you see Master Wayne?Then the older Master Wayne disappeared, and he was still here just now, and he couldn't find it in just one turn.Of course, it was impossible for Alfred to answer the inquiry of the unknown guest in front of him like this.

He just responded to the other party in a very official way with his usual, polite and decent smile: "MasterWayne has some urgent business needs to deal with."

Alas, it was another lie. The always strict and conservative old housekeeper felt that he had paid too much for this family, and had endured a weight that he shouldn't bear at his age. He felt that most of the lies in his life were used to make up excuses for the young master. , a little tired.

Obviously, in the middle of this kind of banquet, the host disappears. In Alfred's view, it is very common, especially when the host is the actual controller of the Wayne Group, his extremely worry-free Master Wayne .

"Yes, he won't show up for a while, when will he come back? Sorry, Master Wayne didn't mention it, yes, sir, goodbye."

The calm Alfred bid farewell to the unknown guest calmly, and then separated the bustling crowd familiarly, and stepped on the stairs leading to the second floor.

He passed by portraits of the elders of the Wayne family without squinting, passed through half-opened carved wooden doors, and finally walked through an arch column to the terrace on the second floor.

There, Alfred saw the familiar figure, under the ever-blossoming rose flowers.

Bruce, arms crossed over the edge of the railing, is looking out into the distance, his slightly out-of-focus eyes falling on the slowly setting sun.

"What's the matter, Alfred?" Bruce asked almost the moment Alfred stepped onto the terrace.

Not surprised by the young master's keenness, Afu walked up to Bruce and looked at the afterglow of the sun side by side with him, "If you mean the situation, no, Master Wayne, it's just that I don't think a qualified organizer should be absent from the banquet." made."

"I was not absent." Bruce corrected the imprecise part of Afu's words, "I attended the opening ceremony."

After a while, he said in a slightly complaining tone, "Alfred, why do people like banquets so much?"

"Because most people are born for banquets, they are very happy, young master, they are blessing you." Ah Fu turned his head to look at the young master, his eyes were gentle, with the tolerance unique to elders.

"But I can't feel it." Bruce said sternly, and then analyzed with his usual objective and ruthless reason: "Look at everything around here, Alfred, this absurd banquet, this absurd crowd Well, they're still having fun without me, all they need is someone to throw a party, whoever it is, isn't it? I'm just a superfluous Gatsby."

"Bruce Wayne is the Gatsby who has nothing, immersed in the illusion of the past, living a life of drunkenness and debauchery."

"Please don't say that, young master, please don't say that." The sharp words made Ah Fu a little sad, he stretched out his hand and gently shook Bruce's arm and murmured, "Because that day will never come. "

"Yeah, as long as Batman isn't gone." Bruce's eyes darken, and he hears the frequency of the pulses in the earphones gradually transition from a steady tick-tick, tick-tock to a more cheerful tick-tock, a joyous sound. The rhythm seemed to ease his gloomy mood at the moment.

"Master Wayne, how I hope you can enjoy this banquet." Sincerely, Afu looked at Bruce and said slowly: "Master, I sincerely hope that one day you can let go of your identity as Batman, even one day, and then join Come among them and enjoy this simple joy."

"That day may come, but not now." Bruce said forcefully: "We don't discuss these now."

’ So when will it be discussed. Ah Fu thought sadly, looking at his young master.The latter dodged his sight.

Together, they watched the sun sink slowly to the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun transitioned from a brilliant white gold to a dull golden light, and then turned into a weak and colorless brilliance.At this moment, when the ticking in the earphones finally became cheerful and even hurried, Bruce spoke again, but this time the content was similar but completely different from before.

"Alfred, why do some people always think he can fool Batman." His tone was distressed, but Alfred could vaguely see the faint smile on Bruce's face.

"Sorry, MasterWayne, are you laughing?" Because the light was too dark, and there were no lights on the terrace, Ah Fu asked a little uncertainly.

"No, I think you read it wrong." He denied the butler's question, and in the next second, Bruce turned over with his hands on the railing.

? !Rushing to the railing, Ah Fu leaned down and saw the former roll and land perfectly.

He whispered to the people downstairs: "Where are you going, Master Wayne?!"

"Going on my daily night watch." That was the obvious answer.

Manipulating the secret passage to open, Bruce took the elevator and disappeared into the garage. Three minutes later, a cool black vehicle drove across the main road like a shadow.

"Whatwasthat?" A young man was leaning his arms on the side of the car to listen to music. The next second, the wind from the oncoming car directly blew away the shape he just made, and his eyes couldn't be opened. , It felt like a gust of black wind passed by him.

"It's Batman! It's his Batmobile!" His girlfriend sitting in the back seat said excitedly, scratching the front back.

The two of them guessed right, the one that flashed away was the Batmobile, and the one sitting in the car was the fully armed Batman.He was stalking his quarry intently.

When the Batmobile drove out of the main road, Batman reached out and pressed a button in the car, and then a green interface slowly unfolded in front of his eyes.

It was a radar signal receiver. Three groups of green concentric light circles that spread outward like water waves occupied most of the area of ​​the radar receiver, and the city outline of Gotham was impressively outlined under the light circles.

The green fluorescent light reflected in Batman's eyes, and countless streams of data slanted down.Amidst the bursts of rapid ticks, he stretched out his index finger and clicked in the air to enlarge the floating map.

This time it was clearer.

The ever-spreading green concentric circles and the almost continuous sound of ticking are intertwined into a huge net, and the entire Gotham cannot be hidden under this map——

And the center of this net, surrounded by layers of impenetrable coordinate lines, is Gotham's public rental housing complex.

The author has something to say: Today is also a day to be intoxicated by the beauty of the master, making the sound of the master beating me!