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Chapter 49 Under the Moonlight

 Lincoln March is a paper man. He does not exist at all.

The Court of Owls created him. After being brainwashed, Lincoln March firmly believed that he was Bruce Wayne's premature brother who only lived for 12 hours.

Martha Wayne often visited Liulin Hospital during her lifetime.

She visits every child she sponsors, and the heart-shaped pin is a mark of honor. The Court of Owls uses this evidence to convince Lincoln that he is Bruce Wayne's brother.

They slowly guided Lincoln March, saying that he was a child abandoned by his parents and brother, and they gradually cultivated Lincoln March's hatred for the Wayne family.

They originally planned to use Lincoln March to acquire the Wayne Group's property, but unfortunately, Bruce Wayne came back at that time - so the plan was shelved.

So they created Lincoln March and asked him to help them transform the city in another way-"You will become the beak of a giant owl!"

But it is also obvious that Lincoln March is not as obedient as he seems on the surface. He sincerely wants to take over the city, just like the villains who want to control the entire city.

But in the final analysis, among the reasons for Lincoln March's hostility to Bruce Wayne, apart from the irreconcilable conflict of wanting to control the city, his hatred for Bruce Wayne is at best "my brother forgot about me."



And if Chen Tao told him a new story he made up at this time: "His parents did not abandon him, and his brother never gave up looking for him. However, all of this was stopped by the Court of Owls, and they came from the hospital bed.

I stole you and caused the tragedy in your life."

So how will Lincoln March's attitude change?

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"Listen, clown."

Scarecrow walked behind the Joker: "Batman is deliberately irritating you. He wants you to lose your mind and have a big fight with Bane. This is exactly what Batman wants."

He spoke very fast, and although he racked his brains, he was completely unsure of how to calm down the angry clown. Madmen like them are very emotional animals, and normal people like him specialize in fear and study fear.

On the contrary, it is a minority.

Although he is a psychiatrist, Scarecrow really has no experience in dealing with a psychopath like the clown.

"Hahahahaha..." He heard the clown chuckle, and then started laughing hysterically: "Hahahahahahaha!"

With a bang, the clown suddenly jumped up from the ground and kicked the drone, knocking it over to the ground.

A subordinate of the clown gang nearby had no time to dodge and was immediately knocked to the ground. The clown grabbed the submachine gun of one of his subordinates before everyone could react, and pointed at the drone and the gang member who was knocked to the ground.

Just shoot, click, click, click, click...

The firelight illuminated his pale face, and then the radio...

After the clown vented his anger, there was only a dead body and a pile of junk.

Everyone present was completely silent.

"...Joker?"

Only the Scarecrow dared to speak without fear. He asked tentatively:

"Your mental condition doesn't look good."

"I'm totally fine, hahahahaha... What can happen to me?"

While smiling, he threw the submachine gun in his hand back to the subordinate next to him, and touched the other person's head with his own to encourage him like an ordinary company boss.

He smiled and said: "Batman used such despicable methods to try to anger me... an extremely stupid choice."

He said: "Kleon, you don't need to think of me as a fool. Am I like the kind of lunatic who will follow Batman's wishes when his head gets hot and then immediately attack Bane?"

"That's right, you are insane. The probability of the above events may be very small, but it is definitely not 0." The scarecrow sneered.

Of course he would not say such things in front of the clown.

So the taciturn Scarecrow just nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, what should we do next?"

"What should I do?"

The clown picked up a submachine gun: "What else can we do? Our old bat has already calculated that we will not kill Mayor Carlo today - haha, hahahaha!"

So he is confident... Then, why don't we take the initiative to look for him?"

"What, then do you know Batman's position..."

Before Scarecrow finished speaking, he saw the Joker flipping through the back of the radio for a while, and then found the address of Gotham's Old Wayne Tower on it.

"We're going straight to Wayne Tower."

He said.

"This is most likely a trap." The Scarecrow carefully checked the address that the other party secretly placed on the radio, and then said:

"Batman is almost openly provoking you. Going to that place now is definitely a trap."

The slender scarecrow gave his opinion: "My opinion is to ignore him and don't go there at all. It's not worth the risk."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the clown's red eyes and knew that his words were in vain.

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"I told you, you don't understand me."

Pitch black. Pitch black.

"I don't laugh because you never made me laugh."

The Joker heard Batman say this in the dark.

It's always like this, he and the bat confront each other in the dark.

Time after time, year after year. But this time the other party hurt him too deeply.

"I'm not listening to such ridiculous talk."

"Think about it, clown. I lack a sense of humor and don't know what a good joke is. But that doesn't mean you are funny."

"Shut up!"

The clown cursed loudly: "Shut up! Bat!"

"What I mean is--buttons to kill people, water-squirting fake flowers are all outdated, where are the new things? Making faces and taking off pants and so on."

"No, get out of here!"

"You make me laugh just because you are so pathetic-"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha——"

First it was low and tactful, and then gradually it became high-pitched.

The Joker heard Batman's wild laughter, and the sound made him feel chills all over his body.

"That's enough, stop laughing, I won't allow you to laugh like that!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"So you fell into a tank of hydrochloric acid and decided to become a super criminal? What, you can't work in a circus? Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

"What's wrong? I thought the Joker always wanted Batman to laugh-"

"No, you are not Batman, get out!"

Then the clown saw that person. The bat devil that he had been dreaming about.

"You wanted to see me, didn't you, clown? You wanted to make me laugh, and now I laugh and you're upset again?"

"Let me ask you..."

The Joker saw Batman slowly taking off his hood.

Silver-white particles twined around his body, making it look like a dreamy scene in the human world.

He heard Batman murmuring softly: "Let me ask you, Joker..."

"Have you ever danced with the devil under the bright moonlight?"

With a bang, the clown threw the gun on the ground. Under the bright moonlight, the pale man looked at the equally pale face...

Like falling into an ice cave.

Let's set the time back two hours ago.


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