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

Chapter 60: Just a Fool

"Please don't worry, I have reminded Director Gordon to be careful."

"Do you think I look worried?" Yun Hai was observing his right hand, and raised his eyebrows in response to Alfred's words.

"Then I will come to see you later." Before leaving, Ah Fu looked back at the sea of ​​clouds, he hesitated and said, "See you later, Sir."

"See you later, Alfred." After the old butler left, Yun Hai helplessly avoided the wound and lay on his side on the bed. She waited for a minute or two, first swept the door, then closed her eyes and began to hurry up to recover her strength.

As the previous words said, Ah Fu prepared dinner half an hour later and was ready to send it there, but there was a small episode on the way to deliver the food.

"Master Dick, I think I've sent your dinner over first." Afu, with a white tablecloth on his arm and a metal tray in his hand, lowered his head and asked Dick who followed him step by step.

"Alfred," Dick called coquettishly, and then said, "I just went back and thought about it. You really were bullying Uncle Yun earlier."

"Aha", Ah Fu briefly commented: "Interesting idea."

The two seemed to have reached an agreement at the same time. Even during the debate, their voices were kept extremely low, and the conversation was blurred by the corridor into a soft background sound.

"So I will follow you to prevent such a thing from happening again!"

The young master was full of confidence, but the old housekeeper was indifferent.

"I'm afraid you don't see a chance of it happening again."

"really?"

"Then, Master Dick, please tell me did you do your homework when you went back?" When he came to the end of the corridor, Ah Fu glanced lightly at Dick who was speechless, and then knocked on the door.

There was no response, and there was silence.

"Knock it again," Dick urged.

The old butler sighed helplessly, and then did what he planned to do again.There was still no response, but this time the falsely concealed door slowly opened under the knocking action.

"Where did he go?" Dick got in through the crack of the door, and saw that the room was in a mess, and a lot of alcohol and bandages were missing.

Putting the tray in his hand on the table, the old butler did not answer but began to tidy up the room with his head down.

Spontaneously helped Ah Fu gather some scattered bandages into the clothes basket, and while shocked by the glaring blood stains, Dick asked hopelessly, "Will Uncle Yun come back to have dinner with us tonight?"

"I doubt that possibility."

A little later, Alfred was trying to adjust the machine to contact Bruce, and Dick was boring on the Bat computer.

"Master Dick, that game must be very interesting, otherwise you wouldn't need a 5000 million computer to play it."

"Hey, I'm not playing the game." Dick protested, "I'm checking the surveillance!" But Uncle Yun was not seen in the surveillance, so I don't know whether it is good or bad.

"What's that?" When a certain picture flashed by on the monitor, Dick stepped back to the monitor, and saw that the person who was standing guard holding a wooden warehouse suddenly fell down and disappeared from the picture.Zooming in on the monitor, one could see a pair of pale hands grabbing his neck and dragging him into the shadows.

There was also a very familiar ok bandage on that hand, with a crooked drawing of a bat on it.Needless to say, this is Dick's masterpiece.

"Alfred, I guess we can go out now." Dick shook his feet happily and jumped off the chair, and couldn't wait to share the good news with the butler: "The few people outside have been dealt with by Uncle Yun."

"I've already guessed it." But Ah Fu raised his eyes unsurprisingly, and then he let out a long sigh.

It will be an extremely long evening, paired with a long night.On the curtain of the night, dark shadows quickly shuttled between the steel structures, and a group of bats surrounded the shadows like thick clouds.

"What's that?" Two Scarecrow men were standing guard on the bridge when the thick cloud approached.

"A bunch of bats, tsk! I hate bats."

"I don't like it either, whether it's bats or monsters with bat wings." He laughed as if he was telling a joke, and his teammates holding guns looked at him and also laughed, and the two smiled awkwardly. Send the group of dark clouds to fly in the direction of the TV tower.

After a minute, one of them asked abruptly, "Is their direction the TV tower?"

"Probably the lights of the TV tower attracted these birds." Another person said casually.

"Well, it makes sense." His companion nodded in agreement, and saw the flock of birds circling the TV tower before leaving.

A dark figure travels with the swarm of bats, but separates as it approaches the top of the TV tower.This is a trap.He realizes this when Batman breaks through the window.Countless glass shards were stirred up at that moment, and each piece reflected the dark figure.

In the hail of bullets that swept across, and in the curtain formed by countless glass shards, Batman rolled over neatly to avoid it, and the black cloak flashed behind the high-rise chassis.

Indeed, this was a trap, a trap he knew from the very beginning, but it was also a trap he had to enter.But the dark knight's entry does not mean he failed. It seems that most criminals don't understand this, but it doesn't matter.

The shards of glass fell to the ground, and then the whole room became quiet again, as if the broken window just now hadn't happened.The bright white moonlight covered by the clouds shone in from the gap, and everywhere it went was hazy.

Hazy light and shadow, hazy dust, hazy shadow cast by the chassis.

At the door of the computer room, the action team that finished a round of shooting was moving their cheeks away from the hot gun barrel. The shards of glass had just landed, but the black shadow was no longer in place.

It was almost like a hallucination, but no one dared to say that it was an hallucination. Even if the frequency conversion breathing caused by the recoil had not calmed down, there were still some remaining glass shards falling sporadically from the breach.

At first, they were in the dark, and the black shadow was in the light, but in the blink of an eye, the situation changed drastically.Obviously there are three of them, and the opponent is alone, and obviously they are armed with hot weapons, while the opponent only uses cold weapons, but why is their momentum at a disadvantage?

The dark computer room, with only a little glimmer of light from the window, is full of eerie feeling like an open bat cave.The captain waved an order, but Brown just wanted to turn around and leave, and finally stepped in.

The first mistake was spreading the action, and the second mistake was not being cautious enough.Yes, they are already very cautious, but not enough, facing Batman requires greater caution, greater patience.

And the result of this series of mistakes is that Brown saw a shadow of black paint in the broken glass, but it was too late.

The first person strangled him at the corner, the second person swooped down from above the cabinet and knocked him out, and the third person just stood in front of him and punched him.Want to pass out?No, you can't pass out yet.

"Where's the Scarecrow?" Batman lifted the man off the ground, his hoarse voice contained some kind of shocking power.

"I do not know!Poor Brown, it turned out that he was the one who was not stunned, "He's not here!" In a panic, he gave reasonable information that was also useless in Batman's view.

Even more unfortunate things were yet to come. When Batman swung his fist to treat Brown's fracture, the latter cracked open in front of him with a bang.

Yes, literally cracked.In Fragment and Plasma, the Scarecrow's voice came from the radio in the pool of blood: "Like my present for you? Batman."

scarecrow·!Batman wiped off the liquid on his face expressionlessly, his fists on the side of his body were clenched tightly, and the flames of anger blazed.These flames burned so violently that the internal organs used to imprison it burned and became distorted.

"I guess you are still convinced that you are the savior of Gotham City." After a pause, the Scarecrow continued to speak loudly: "But soon the world will see your true colors:

"Just a fool, that pathetic ray of hope in a world full of pain and despair." As if thinking that he had already won, the Scarecrow's tone at the moment was extremely lyrical.

"I am waiting for you at the end of your despair, where I have prepared more surprises for you, I know, you will be delighted—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Batman smashed the walkie-talkie with his foot, ending those boring words.

Indeed, this is a painful and hopeless world, but the Scarecrow is wrong. He is neither Gotham's savior nor anyone's light of hope. Batman never thought of it before, nor will he ever would think so.

And hope, hope is never lost.It does not rely on anyone, but at the same time it exists in everyone's heart, even if Batman has never existed, even if Batman is just a common dream of all living beings.

After waking up from the dream, besides pain, there is hope.

The shadow of the Dark Knight running away was reflected in the pool of blood. It would be a never-ending run.

The author has something to say: abuse that bat! !Duck!Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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