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

Chapter 5: Gotham Baby

No one would have guessed that the Batcave was tucked right under Wayne Manor, any more than anyone would have guessed that Bruce, the richest man in Gotham, was Batman.

"Alfred? Afred! We need to pack it up quickly, or we won't be able to make it to today's charity auction!" God, this bed board is so hard.Bruce woke up clutching his aching stomach. As soon as he propped up his upper body, he saw something fall from his body out of the corner of his eye.

It was a joker card with an upward pattern.

Bruce's breath stops for a second, and then he immediately reaches up to touch his mask.The icy texture of the touch made the pounding heart a little calmer.He let out a long sigh of relief, and pressed the hand holding the card to his face, he lay back down again, and the memory of last night gradually came back.

At first it was just some programming glitches, then Batman who jumped from the tower made a mistake in the process of gliding, yes, Batman also made mistakes, really should let Afred take a good look, if he was on the scene, he would definitely Said: "Itoldyouso." Yes, Bruce knew Alfred, he knew it, he would say that.

But what happened next was a bit out of Bruce's control.

He closed his eyes and vaguely saw someone raised a gun in the corner, too bad, even Batman couldn't resist guns and ammunition with his naked body, this must be a difficult night.

Come to think of it, at least they won't kill me, kill Batman, because everyone hates Batman, kill me?Too cheap, Bruce thought bitterly before passing out.

The imagined torture and beating did not come as expected, and Bruce was awakened by a feeling of electric shock.Oh, no surprise, it looks like the bauble he had previously fitted to the mask did its job, waking up his master.

As long as he wakes up, he can fight, Batman will never give in, Bruce never doubts that, just give him a second or two, and he'll be on his feet in an instant, in an instant—

The lean, pale ankle dominated Bruce's vision, and he grabbed it.As long as the opponent tries to break free, he can make him lose his balance, pull him to the ground, and then use the strength of his legs to strangle the opponent's neck.

Wait, not bound?How can this be?No one in Gotham would be so ignorant that he could solo with a Batman who wasn't tied hands and feet, even if he just came out of a coma.

"Whoareyou?" Almost without thinking, Batman asked the question he most wanted to know.a friend?No, that's the least likely answer, because Batman has no friends at all, none at all.All he has is enemies, endless enemies.

Then he heard the familiar voice say familiar words: "It's dawn, it's time for the little bat to sleep."

Joker?Batman didn't even realize he was screaming!

What is he doing here?What is he planning again?Countless thoughts scrambled out of Batman's mind, and finally they all came down to one thought: He must not be let go!

Batman used all the strength he could mobilize to tightly hold the ankle that was too thin to panic, he wanted to stand up, he wanted to grab this damn clown, Arkham Asylum is his only home!

But why am I lying here intact?Besides a little pain in the jaw and stomach?Bruce drove the Batmobile with his left hand, studied the cards with his right hand, and fell into a momentary confusion.Maybe Alfred could help him with that, if he was home.

Bruce first drove the Batmobile into the Batcave, which was as empty and quiet as ever, except for the slight hum of the machine.

"Cough, cough, I'm back." The echo echoed in the silver-white space, but there was no response, Bruce took off his helmet and armor, and comforted him: "Maybe Alfred is making dessert in the manor above. "

When he walked into the manor through the secret door, Bruce saw smoking coffee on the coffee table, freshly brewed, Alfred should have been here not long ago, and the sweet smell of biscuits in the air also confirmed this a little.

There was a cardboard standing up next to the tea, and Bruce picked it up:

"Dear Master Wayne, when you wake up, I have already set off for the charity auction. If you don't arrive at the auction before 8:30, I will attend the auction instead. If you come back, please let me know .”

08:30?what time is it now?Bruce raised his head sharply, staring blankly at the watch on the wall.

Ten minutes later, a cool Lamborghini drove at the speed of light on the streets of Gotham, and 10 minutes later, Bruce, the baby of Gotham, who was dressed neatly, quietly appeared at the end of the crowd, beside Alfred.

"Justarrive in time? (arrived in time?)" Alfred glanced sideways at the young master, and his tone was as humorous as ever: "I thought you were dating from night today. (I thought you were dating from morning till night.)"

"Alfred—" Bruce drawled emphatically, "you know I'm not dating, and bats don't come out during the day."

"GladtoknowthatMasterWayne, otherwise a bat that is active all day and night will one day prematurely age due to overwork."

Facing the sarcasm implied in the housekeeper's concern, Bruce felt a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, Ah Fu's attention was quickly attracted by other things, "Don't move."

"what?"

"Your tie."

Bruce tilted his head awkwardly to make it easier for Alfred to use his strength. His head was directed towards the door, just in time to see a person in waiter's costume coming from the outside to the inside.He saw that person, and the other person seemed to catch his gaze, just looked up at him, and then smiled at him.

What a keen awareness!For some reason, Bruce found a sense of familiarity in this person, maybe because the other person was about the same height as himself?Before Bruce could figure out what to say, one, two, three, four, five, he was surrounded by high-class people who swarmed up, and in less than a second, the other party disappeared without a trace.

The people around were chattering excitedly, investment, investment, of course it is about investment, and it will always be about investment. Bruce looked at Alfred who was a few steps away, and the other party raised his glass to him, saying " Enjoyyourself" and walked away.

Alfred, Alfred, you can't just walk away and leave your young master behind.Bruce smiled and shook his head.

As for these swarming jackals? Icanhandleit. Bruce straightened his neckline and skillfully showed a perfect Wayne smile on the dozens of faces. Copyright belongs to Gotham's baby.

Of course he can handle that.