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

Chapter 45: Relatives?

"Yesterday at 4:[-] p.m., there was a JC wounding incident in the bar on Zhengda Street. Reporter Christine will bring you the most authentic on-site shooting."

The video shakes, and the camera switches from the play room to the outside. The broken glass of the bar is still in its original state. Not far away, a trash can is dented, showing a size just enough to hold a child.

The shadow of the white coat blocked the news that was being broadcast, and the attending doctor left the bed and leaned over to check the patient's wound.

The gauze was oozing blood... Although his brows were already frowned, the witty doctor did not make any questions or comments, but silently dispensed the medicine while taking out a pair of sterilized surgical scissors, trying to disguise himself as a Healing robots.

The wonderfulness of the healing robot, everyone who has pretended to say yes!The lower the sense of presence, the safer, and it is better to have no sense of presence. Of course, it would be better if his patients are not staring at him curiously at this moment.

Cut off the gauze covered with dried blood, the faint sight above the head is really impossible to ignore, the attending doctor explained awkwardly after thinking for a while: "Now, I want to cut off some dead meat, it may be a little It hurts, just bear with it." His voice was a little dry due to the long silence.

Usually, it's just the doctor talking to himself, because Penguin's minions aren't that lively.What they often did, was rush into his cubicle like a mad boar, whining loudly about the pain.

They yelled, but didn't want to talk to him.It's weird, but that's how the world works.That's how it always is, and the doctor feels like he's used to it all: seeing the patient, treating the wound, and then waiting for the patient to tell him, "Fuck off," and then he can pack up and leave.

But today is different. Today's patients are even a little, uh, talkative.

Of course, few of Penguin's subordinates were injured so badly.When the tall, thin and pale man in front of him was brought in, the doctor almost thought that Penguin's black humor had exploded: a dead body was sent to scare him, but fortunately all this was just his illusion.

So it's not uncommon for a particular patient to be especially talkative, right?

"Pain is good." Now, the tall man who was judged to be a corpse was sitting on the edge of the white table staring at the doctor, and responded to the latter's words in a very cheerful tone:

"It reminds me of the fact that I am still alive." The dead cannot suffer pain.The lean man smiled strangely.

Strange speech, incomprehensible.The doctor stopped and looked at the other person's expression carefully for a while, and found that he was really happy... What's so happy about it?

In any case, it's a good thing that you haven't been attacked violently.Under strange mental pressure, the doctor carefully disposed of the carrion.Finally, when the last open wound was treated, he breathed out a simple reminder: "Okay, now I'm going to start pouring alcohol, it will be very, very painful, but it will help the wound recover."

Every step must be explained in detail so that some of the Penguin's illiterate men don't feel like they're being murdered, although such reminders are often useless.

"You don't have to be so cautious, and there's no need to explain it so clearly, doctor," the pale man said with great humor, "I'm not like them. Carefully put the scalpel in my heart, and you'll find me a very, very friendly man."

"..."

A dead silence fell, and now the doctor would prefer that the patient jumped up and knocked his nose crooked.

"Well, my friend, don't frighten our good doctor." At this moment, another voice came to his rescue.

Putting a hand on the patient's shoulder, the Penguin walked in with his little follower, Fitch, and said with a friendly tone and slightly inspecting eyes: "What I want to know is, did you bring the clown to you?" recovered from the fatal blow."

I think you've all guessed it, the quiet patient in front of me is the sea of ​​clouds that has been separated from Bruce for a few hours.If you want to ask why she came to Penguin to treat her wounds, it is probably because of poverty!

Poverty, you wretched little goblin!Yunhai is heartbroken!

After the crash, Yunhai did not choose to die in the safe house or treat the wound by himself. Instead, he happily joined the Penguin as "Yunhai" and vividly described a person who was killed by him. A moving story of a clown tormenting and then desperately escaping.

That's right, I persecute myself, I kill myself, this joke is okay, the point is that the completely unaware penguin actually believed it!

As for recovery?You underestimate me too!Yun Hai tilted his head with a smile and joked, "It's more than that. I even found myself a part-time job at Wayne Company. You know, this is the way this world is. You can't support yourself without a few odd jobs."

Didn't lie, but didn't tell the whole truth either.The reason is also very simple, that is——

"My subordinates have told me this."

Hey, as the boss of a gangster, if you don't even have this bit of intelligence ability, then you might as well step down and replace him!

Sure enough, Penguin's frankness towards the sea of ​​clouds?sincere?He was extremely satisfied, but at the same time he did not forget to show the other party the strength of his intelligence network, and beat the other party by the way.

The idea is good, but the reality is cruel, who made him meet the sea of ​​clouds?

"Oh, yes, I guessed it." Nodding with a normal expression, Yun Hai not only was not intimidated, but praised: "You have a group of excellent subordinates."

This is the truth, Yunhai said it with peace of mind, but when she saw Fei Qi, who had slipped the whole way because he didn't understand, proudly puffed out his chest at this time, her mood became complicated.

how to say?Sure enough, it's big breasts and no brains, no, no, it should be something, do you think you have big breasts?Yunhai's disdainful face: No, that's my big baby Bruce, you haven't seen me before.

Unaware of the absent-mindedness of the other party in the conversation, the Penguin was still guiding Yun Hai cunningly: "Then do you want to be one of these excellent subordinates?"

"I don't know if I have this honor." Eyelashes trembled, Yun Hai pulled back her distracted thoughts, and she began to slowly put on the shirt, suit jacket and vest one by one.The doctor installed a wallflower not far away.

"Don't you know?" Penguin waved his crutch, his voice was beating nervously, with a strange trill, "You know, I have already given you this honor, as long as you reach out to take it!"

"Should I say, my honor at this time?"

"I take that as a yes response."

"Well——" Facing the slightly threatening eyes, Yun Hai shrugged and fastened the last button with his bloodless, slender fingers, then raised his head, and said in a slightly raised voice with deep meaning: "Then, you wish"

As you wish, as long as you don't regret it.

"Friend, my dear friend! I knew you would answer like this!" Penguin patted Yunhai's back enthusiastically, and his face was gloomy for a moment because he needed to stand on tiptoe, but he quickly covered it up, "Go, Let's go to the boardroom and I bet you'll love this new home."

The three walked down the long corridor, but before that—

"Oh, I forgot one thing, Fitch, tell me." The Penguin snapped his fingers to the big man who was following him.

"?" Fitch pointed at himself, and finally remembered before Penguin's face became so dark that water could be squeezed out: "Oh, oh, your relatives, someone who claims to be your relatives came to you."

"Dear one?" Yun Hai frowned.Could it be the relatives of the original Joker?This is not good.But soon she knew, this is not bad, but wonderful!

The soft hat of the old hat pressed down the short white hair, with a pair of such bright black eyes.

The two pairs of eyes met in mid-air, and then Yunhai grinned at the stranger.It was a smile different from her disguised state, a wolf-like smile.

The slightly squinted eyes became narrow and long due to excitement, a blush crept up the eye sockets quietly, and then converged at the corners of the raised eyes, bringing out infinite tenderness.

Ignoring other people's gazes, Yun Hai chuckled: "Oh, of course he is my relative."

"He has to be."

The author has something to say: Master, you are really fat!Ah, no, it is really strong!