Chaoying meets Two-dimensional [Comprehensive]

With Hong Jiaodong's current control over the ice, he can freeze every brick in Arkham without hurting the people inside.

The instant generation of such a large-scale cold air covered the right half of his body with a thin layer of frost. Although his movements were a little stiff, there was no sign of frostbite.

Diagonally ahead was his room. Ice was formed under his feet, and the ice track stretched straight up, leading him to the window of his room. He opened the window and jumped in, sticking his left hand on the ice track and melting it.

Close the window.

He has 24 hours for the exam.

It was zero o'clock when I opened my eyes, and now it is one o'clock. In other words, the exam ends at twelve o'clock tonight.

The debuff that hadn't had a good rest for more than ten days was still there, and Hong Jiaodong tried to lower the temperature in his body, shivering and shivering.

He exhaled a breath of cold air and regained his energy.

What to do now?

Ah, a work log.

Hong Jiaodong looked down carefully.

The lights outside the window were brightly lit, and people were noisy. He froze in the psychiatric ward, ignoring the staff. At this moment, they ran outside and looked up at the huge ice sculpture without paying attention.

"God, what's going on?"

"Has the GCPD been notified?"

After commotion for a while, a surprise sound suddenly sounded outside.

"Look, it's Batman!"

"Is Batman coming?"

"Damn it, shouldn't he get the clown back again?"

Hong Jiaodong put the work log on the table, walked to the window and looked out.

It was a huge bat, with the moonlight on its back, and he happened to see the scene where the bat folded its wings and landed, and there was a person in his hand.

Presumably that's the clown they're talking about?

Hong Jiaodong decided to go out to have a look and collect information.

He quietly blended into the crowd, listening to the conversation between Batman and the Joker.

When the boss spoke, the crowd was as quiet as a chicken.

"Hahahahaha," the clown turned his head and spat blood on the ground, "Bat, did you hit your sore spot? You wear your shame as a badge, because you never really had one."

"Don't play tricks, clown, go where you need to go." Batman's voice was hoarse as if he had throat cancer, but there was a strange rhythm, which was cold and firm.

"Yes, I always know where I'm supposed to go, look at you, you want to be feared, you want to be a monster, wrapped in darkness, and you still leave a window, look, what a perfect jaw , not part of the monster," asked the clown, "Why do you want to be seen? Tell me why."

Batman: "To mock you."

He glanced over, and Arkham's security team skillfully handcuffed the bruised clown, and then it was a bit embarrassing.

The three buildings in the psychiatric ward are all frozen, and there is no door left, how can I get in?

After warning the clown, Batman looked up at the frozen Arkham with cold eyes, probably not made by Freeze.

The clown also saw the huge ice sculpture standing in the darkness, and let out a series of terrifying laughter: "Mutants... mutants!"

Before the clown kept his back to the crowd, Hong Jiaodong couldn't see his appearance clearly. If there was still a little sleepiness before, it disappeared when he saw his face.

That pale face seemed to have been painted with a layer of white paint, with green hair and blood-red lips. When he laughed, the corners of his mouth could even expand to the ears. His eyes were cold and cold, and everyone lowered their heads to avoid it.

Refreshing.

This is the first feeling.

Then Hong Jiaodong thought of Baohao, who would grin at the corners of his mouth to his ears when he smiled, and his green hair was easily reminiscent of Green Valley.

So the appearance of Lvgu laughing out loud appeared in his mind, and he fell into deep thought.

The clown looked around the crowd, he decided that there were mutants inside, and he wanted to find that kid.

People feared him, people shunned him.

The clown was used to seeing this, and it was boring.Until he found a man with half white and half red hair inside, with a burn on his left eye, he was in a daze?

"Hey, yes I'm calling you."

The clown's voice brought Hong Jiaodong back to his senses, and looked at the approaching clown with a calm expression. The clown didn't deliberately stop in front of him, and said a word when he passed by.

Hong Jiaodong's expression changed slightly.

"What did he say to you?"

At some point, Batman also stood by his side.

Stared at by his pitch-black eyes, Hong Jiaodong felt a panic that he couldn't hide from.

Fortunately, Tianran had a single expression on his face, and he whispered, "Nothing?"

Batman: "You better not hide."

There is a certain thickness of ice to seal the door. On the other side of the door, the criminals of Gotham hit the ice in full swing. The cracks that appeared on the ice made the criminals cheer.

boom--

The ice covering the door collapsed, and the criminals rushed out with a wolf howl, and then saw the clown standing at the door.

Criminals: ...

The smile gradually disappeared.

Joker with open arms, going to a mental hospital is like going home.

"Suprise! Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy?"

After someone yelled "The clown is back", the criminals scattered like birds and beasts.

The clown drops his arms, a little upset.

Still bats are fun.

This is absurd, Hong Jiaodong still remembered that he and the security team were all over Arkham to arrest people an hour ago, those criminals looked crazy and fearless.

Now he was scared back by another criminal.

It is not legal rules that can restrain villains, but villains stronger than them.

Hong Jiaodong, who had a strong sense of justice, felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

People gradually dispersed, and the person in charge asked Batman about the fact that Arkham was frozen. Batman said that he would find people out.

As for the rest, we can only deal with it tomorrow, and all the criminals in Arkham cannot be allowed to volunteer to dig ice.

"Mr. Boom."

He looked at the staff member who stopped him, and her name automatically appeared in his mind, a female nurse named Allie Kendall.

"Miss Kendall?"

"The clown wants to see you." Kendall's eyes were full of worry.

"Isn't it time to rest?"

"I'm sorry, if it was someone else who said that, we wouldn't bother, but it's the clown, he's different."

Arkham is not so much a cage for the clown as it is the castle of the prince of crime.

Everyone must obey him, or they will be turned upside down.

Hong Jiaodong understood this meaning from the attitude of the female nurse.

"Okay, I'll go later."

"Please don't keep him waiting."

Hong Jiaodong returned to his room, took some materials, and thawed the three buildings by the way.

The corridor was pitch black, only the emergency lights flickered faintly, there was a layer of water on the ground, and the sound of his footsteps echoed all around. Such an atmosphere made it easy for people to fall into fear of the unknown.

There was no fluctuation in Hong Jiaodong's heart.

He came to the psychological counseling room familiarly, and there was a noise not far away.

"Why don't you let me see my pudding? I'm his therapist."

"Let me remind you, Quizell, that your medical license has been revoked. You are no different from a patient in Arkham."

"No, it's still a little different..." The other person stared at her chest fieryly, "Hey, Harleen, the clown doesn't want you, come find me."

Hong Jiaodong frowned, he walked over quickly, and just as he turned the corner, he heard a loud, crisp sound.

"What the hell are you? Dare to compare with my Mr. J, the garbage of the sewer."

"You are raised by a female cousin..."

"Hey, buddy, it's almost done."

"Prudish, at worst, I'll let you take the second."

"stop."

A yell made the three people in the tug turn their heads.

"Mr. Bo, give me some face..."

"What? You want me to ask the dean to handle this matter?" Hong Jiao interrupted him with a cold face.

It wasn't just the dean in the story that frightened them away, but also the freezing state at the moment.They had no doubt that if they didn't do what he said, terrible things would happen.

They are honest.

Hong Jiaodong looked at Harleen Quizell, of course he recognized her, she was an authority on criminal psychology in Gotham City at a young age, and was specially hired by Arkham Asylum as a psychological counselor for inmates.

However, his medical license was revoked for helping the clown escape from prison, and he was locked up in Arkham awaiting the results of the psychological evaluation, which was also his job.

"Miss Quizel..."

"Call me Harley Quinn." She had a good impression of the person who rescued her, "I like your red and white symmetrical hair."

It can be said to be very accurate stepping on mines.

Hong Jiao frozen with a wooden face: "Please go back to your ward, the clown is just across the wall, if he wants to see you, he won't let you be bullied."

Harry's meager affection for him disappeared in an instant, "Are you trying to provoke my relationship with Little Pudding? What does it matter to you that I like to chase him?"

Hong Jiaodong was not angry. He looked down at his watch, "The clown wants to see me. If you don't go back, I will find someone to take you back. It will waste a lot of time. Are you willing to make the clown wait so long? If he knows Will he be even more angry with you if you keep him waiting for so long?"

Harry drooped his face in frustration: "Then, that's fine."

Where did she come from and where did she go back, the guard who sent her back gave Hong Jiao Dong aweful eyes.

The new psychiatrist was so introverted, it turned out that he was so powerful that he dismissed the difficult Harley with just a few words.

He was baffled by Hong Jiaodong, he glanced at the person left behind, who had been warned by Dean Hong Jiaodong before, and smiled flatteringly at him.

He didn't understand, and was about to push open the door of the counseling room, but the clown was waiting for him behind the door.

Time stands still.

He couldn't move his scorched hand.

Let alone the hands, the whole body cannot move except the mouth.

He wasn't afraid, and murmured, "Is there a bug in the game?"

"Huh? Didn't it scare you? Disappointed."

"who are you?"

"Game assistant BB-chan~"

"What's up?"

"This expressionless look is really boring," BB complained in a low voice, then regained his vitality, and raised his voice to ask, "You are amazing, Harley Quinn only listens to the clown, and you actually know how to use the clown to make her go back obediently. "

Hong Jiaodong blinked, and a dazed look appeared in his eyes: "Excuse me? I'm just telling the truth." Nothing serious.

BB: ...

So it was her misunderstanding that he was proficient in the art of speaking?

"Okay, let's move on to the warm reminder session. You've seen Harley Quinn, you should know how dangerous it is to talk to the clown alone. Even so, do you still want to go in?"

"This is an exam."

"Of course, so I will evaluate your mental state in real time. 100 is the full value. If you exceed 70, you will be ejected from the game immediately, that is, eliminated. On the contrary, if you don't go in, you can continue to explore."

"Think about it and give me the answer."

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~