Chapter 566: The Smiling Justice League, Bat-like Reasoning, and Secret Spying
The outskirts of Gotham.
On the road.
A raccoon walked out of the bushes stupidly. The cute little animal found a donut dropped by an unknown driver on the road.
It ran over excitedly, and then saw the roar of a car in the distance, followed by bright headlights.
A heavy truck, a tanker truck, smoking and flashing its headlights, drove toward the raccoon.
The panicked raccoon picked up his donut and hid quickly. The large car roared past, leaving behind fallen leaves blown by the wind and a few drops of strange green liquid on the ground.
The raccoon watched the heavy tanker truck drive away.
He finished his dinner with his head down blankly, and then turned his attention to one or two drops of green liquid dripping from the oil tanker next to him.
It ignorantly went up and licked two drops.
But nothing seemed to happen. The raccoon man stood up, his bright little eyes flashing with a humanistic look of thinking, and then the corners of the animal's mouth slowly raised.
Jie Jie Jie...
He laughed, and then the laughter grew louder and louder.
The raccoon turned his head again and saw the huge oil tanker turning around and heading towards him. However, this time the raccoon did not avoid it again. Instead, he made a sound that was most like laughter based on the raccoon's physiological structure. He jumped towards the wheel.
"Hehehehe...hohohahehehe..."
The oil tanker stopped in a wooden house deep in the jungle, and a hand wearing a purple suit and purple gloves stretched out from the cab.
He gestured, as if signaling to other drivers who didn't even exist behind him.
Then he parked the car and got out.
"Hehehe, what a wonderful life."
he said.
When one of the three clowns wearing a peaked cap [Harlequin] held a cane in one hand and knocked on the door of the wooden house with the other hand, he saw [The Laughter] wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a bowler hat, holding a A cane exactly like his greeted him.
"I picked up small animals crushed on the road and brought them back for barbecue."
"...But when I was roasting it just now, he jumped up and said to me, 'The fire is too small, hurry up, I'm in a hurry to reincarnate!'"
The joker finished the joke before the clown.
"You've heard this," said the Harlequin.
"Have you heard of it?" The laugher said, "This is what I wrote."
"You comedians always like to take all the credit for other people's work." The clown took out a toothpick and shaved his teeth.
"This is my shirt, by the way."
"Your shirt?" Xiaoke pursed his lips: "Who is taking credit from others now? Come on, get ready to come in and hear what the boss is doing. He hasn't come yet. Maybe there is something wrong with him. Things are delayed, but the boss is always the one who’s late, isn’t he?”
"He thinks he's the boss," said the Harlequin.
"Well, there must be someone between us." Xiaoke replied.
Two clowns walked into the room, and then the clown turned on the radio.
The sound of a news channel came from the radio.
"I don't know what to think right now, guys, but we...we've got our third reported clown sighting of the night right now."
“…security cameras captured the latest Arkham fugitive at the Ace Chemicals plant, contradicting previous sighting reports.
"Details of what happened at the chemical plant are being kept under wraps, but according to informants a body has been found... The latest spate of terror caused by clowns began earlier this week when author Dr. Roger Hunton was killed Found stuffed in a cleaning closet in Arkham with a rubber chick stuck in her throat."
The clown said: "I can do much more creative work than you."
Xiaoke was noncommittal.
The radio was still playing.
"Dr. Hunton has recently been interviewing several Arkham inmates for a follow-up to his best-selling book, 'Bang! Psychology: Understanding Male and Female Metahumans,' in which the controversial author denounces the transformation In his book Pretend Hero Culture, Dr. Hunton claims that masks strip men and women of their consciences, allowing him to unleash their dark sides without more complex effects…”
Squeak, the wooden door was pushed open.
The last clown walked in.
"My work is done."
His codename is [criminal].
The oldest clown, the serious clown who cannot laugh.
He held a cane in one hand and dropped Batgirl Barbara Gordon on the floor of the cabin with the other.
"I'm late, I know. The bitch went crazy and knocked down five or six of the minions I made, so it took a little time."
said the criminal.
He looked around at the other two clowns present.
"Well, now that everyone is here."
"It's time to talk."
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Ace Chemical Plant.
Superintendent Harvey Bullock of the Gotham City Police Department took off the red hood on the head of the female corpse in Batgirl uniform in front of him.
Under the hood is a pale female face with burgundy hair and a beautiful face——
If she hadn't grinned from the corner of her mouth to her ears.
Beside him, Gotham City Police Chief Jim Gordon almost fainted.
He took his last breath and asked Harvey Bullock in a low voice: "Who is it? Who is the victim?"
"I have no idea."
Then he heard Harvey's voice say.
He stretched out his gloved hand and pinched the female corpse's face.
"This is not the first scene of the crime. All the employees in this factory have finished counting. The clown must have brought the victim in from outside and then killed her here, poor girl."
Then Harvey checked the two male corpses next to him. They all died exactly like the female corpses, and even the smiles on their faces were the same.
Harvey Bullock used his police expertise and briefly checked the body in front of him.
"The same chemical that bleached their skin burned off their fingerprints, destroyed all DNA tests, and caused nerve damage to facial muscles that fractured their jaws and gave them a guffawing expression that made dentistry Record matching is nearly impossible, and like the clowns, they remain unidentified."
"Jim, what's wrong with you?"
He said a long series of words in succession, and then turned his head and noticed something strange about Director Gordon.
"It's nothing, I can bear it." Chief Gordon took a breath, and a policeman next to him came over to help him.
"Thank you, young man." Commissioner Gordon said, then he turned to look at Harvey Bullock, and said to the policeman supporting him: "Excuse me, help me over and take a look."
He walked up to the female corpse, carefully identified it for a while, and finally discovered that the corpse in Batgirl uniform in front of him was not his Barbara.
Commissioner Gordon felt ashamed of himself for breathing a sigh of relief.
"So Batgirl is dead." Superintendent Bullock said from the side: "And it is impossible for us to find Batgirl's family members, because we have not known Batgirl's true identity for a long time, and now we cannot pass the body Found it.”
He said: "Jim. This is no longer a problem that Gotham can solve. This is a Justice League-level matter."
The ghost rain in Gotham began to fall one drop after another. The city was always like this, dark, damp, full of madness and despair.
Harvey Bullock repeated: "Justice League, or just Batman -"
Then Superintendent Bullock suddenly stopped talking. He felt that he was enveloped by a huge shadow in the dark shadows.
He stared blankly at the shadow of the pointed ears projected on the ground.
"Batman?"
He asked in an uncertain whisper. Batman has left the city for a long time. Mr. Freeze and the Penguin have taken over the city's superhero affairs, but after all they don't bring it to others like Batman does. fear.
Batgirl has been active in Gotham for a long time. She teamed up with the occasional Nightwing to try to inherit the mantle of Batman. Harvey knew that Batgirl had been turned into a corpse, at least as far as he knew.
So at this time, still dressed as Batman...
It's him.
Sure enough it was him.
The man who left Gotham City, the legendary man.
"Batman, please reply-"
Then Harvey Bullock saw five Batmans appearing in front of him.
"?"
He looked at the strange-looking Batmans in front of him in silence.
That overly strong Batman over there, the golden beard on your chin is exposed. Are you Batman? And your lower body, the golden scales on your ankles are exposed——
You are Neptune, definitely Neptune.
And the leading Batwoman - I thought Batgirl's drawing style was very biased, but she's still pretty flat anyway.
But doesn’t it feel more inappropriate to have such big lumps on your chest?
Five Batmans fell to the ground in unison.
This bat army left Harvey speechless for a moment.
"Batgirl was kidnapped, but she is still alive. The Joker doesn't know what he will do to Batgirl. We don't know where Batgirl is now." Director Gordon said very fast: "Save her!"
"I am." Wonder Woman said.
Superintendent Bullock didn't know how Commissioner Gordon came to the conclusion that Batgirl was still alive.
But he was certain that the Batmans in front of him must be disguised as the Justice League.
He saw Bat-Wonder Woman walking in front of the body.
"I'm a clown."
"?"
Wonder Woman's first sentence once again raised question marks on Bullock's forehead. He originally thought that he was a dark, cold, and righteous Gotham City policeman, but what was wrong with the five people opposite him?
They don't fit in with Gotham's image at all, and even putting on a Batman uniform can't change that.
"There's no way I could kill a writer and take him to Arkham, kill a comedian in Somerset, and poison innocent people and take them to an ace chemical plant at the same time."
"Three crime scenes, three clowns, what does that mean?" Commissioner Gordon asked.
The answer is ready to come out.
"Meaning there are three of us." Batman Green Lantern Hal said.
"I'm begging you, can you please stop reasoning like a clown?" Superintendent Bullock said, "I'm a little creepy."
He saw a smile on the lips of every member of the Justice League beneath their bat hoods.
He wasn't sure whether the smile was a friendly and normal one, or a precursor to crazy laughter.
But no matter which one they are, the effect they present under Batman's hood is terrifying enough.
"I want you to focus on these dead people... not the missing tanker truck." Superman Clark said:
"Half the security cameras are broken, but of the ones that still work, I used to stare straight at them. I wanted people to see me. So I left a living witness to Merkerson's murder, And taped to kill comedian Apaka."
"I want to be seen."
Bat Shazam said: "Wait a minute, how come you have become masters of reasoning one after another? Am I the only one who still can't think of anything after having the clown's mind?"
"..." The Bat Sea King next to him opened his chin covered with golden beard under the bat hood, and then stopped talking.
He wanted to come up with the same reasoning as Wonder Woman and the others, but couldn't think of anything.
Bullock nodded while listening.
Although it sounds very perceptive when I first hear Batman... Bah, the members of the Justice League collectively speaking in the tone of the Joker, but if you take away these, you can clearly feel that this is a kind of substitution. Reasoning techniques.
They are steadily moving towards the truth, and this high-end reasoning greatly attracts Superintendent Bullock.
Fiji.
Chen Tao squatted on the beach and watched the rape intently.
Rather than finding out after the fact, it's better to make sure there are no problems beforehand.
"This is impossible, how could the Joker avoid my eyes and ears in Gotham City... Even if he diverted my attention with murder, how could he kill people under my nose... This is not what he can do It's okay, my metal spirit is already monitoring..."
"Okay, Master Bruce, now that the Justice League has done a great job, can we take the yacht and go surfing now?"
In Gotham, Wonder Woman's reasoning continues.
"By diverting other people's attention, I got the tanker truck. I can transport the Joker Venom. But I need a place to store my venom."
"And the Gotham City Aquarium closed two days ago due to water main repairs."
"Of course all this can't be such a coincidence, because I am the one who caused it." Batman Green Lantern Hal said: "Obviously, where else in Gotham can I store my clown venom?"
Harvey Bullock: ""
How did this thought jump?
What the hell is this related to?
How did you skip the process and jump straight to the conclusion?
"Obvious"?
ah?
Is this reasoning?
Director Gordon patted his shoulder sympathetically.
"We have to go to the aquarium. The Joker is there, at least his venom is there." Wonder Woman concluded.