I recently discovered that there seems to be more than one clown in the universe I traveled through.
I quickly guessed what the plot was.
"Three Clowns"
I originally thought that Three Clowns, a relatively unpopular and unfinished publication, would not be reflected in the reality I live in.
But I was wrong.
Gan.
Take a look at this file I found on the Batcomputer.
Over the years, clowns have been kidnapping people around the city in an attempt to create a better clown, and they have made many people accept the compound.
Doctors, criminals, people with different births, each are better candidates for clowns. Of course, except for the three strongest ones, most clowns are defective, such as these: p>
Clown No. 28. Codename Surgeon.
Clown No. 6. Codenamed Cult Leader.
Clown No. 8, codenamed Dentist.
Oh, now I have to add two more.
Clown No. 31, codenamed Star Chaser.
I tricked him into coming to Wayne Tower, and then threw him into the Lucius Crusher and crushed him to pieces.
And then there is this one now, Joker No. 32. I hadn’t thought of his codename before, but now I have it.
Clown No. 32, codename: Death Seeker.
He is a guy who wants to die. He regards death at the hands of Batman as the beginning of Batman's fall, and he crazily wants to start this [beginning] by himself.
But none of them are the main guys, they are all pawns. Having read the comics, I know very well who is the most dangerous character.
Clown No. 1: Criminal.
Clown No. 2: The Laughter.
Clown No. 3: Harlequin.
them.
And when I was guarding against Bain, I should also guard against them.
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Sunny morning.
In Gotham, a city with simple folk customs and the most secure neighborhood, Xiaoke drove a big purple truck, humming a leisurely tune, and stopped in front of a cozy little house.
He got out of the car and opened the door.
"Hey, honey, I'm back!"
He hung his hat on the clothes rack at the door and held his cane in the palm of his hand, the sharp tip shining coldly.
"Oh, hello, dear."
The hostess of the house showed a forced smile: "I didn't expect you to come back so early, but dinner is already ready."
"It smells so good."
Xiaoke said.
He walked around the table twice and quietly looked at the three octopus rice dishes on the table.
The atmosphere seems a bit dull for no reason.
"I'm so happy that you're satisfied——"
But before the woman finished speaking, she was interrupted by the clown: "Where is my son?"
The woman's figure trembled.
"Oh, of course, I'll call him right away."
She turned out of the living room as if escaping and walked to the stairs on the second floor, where the son of this family was curled up.
"Baby? Your dad is back."
"I don't want to go down." The boy twitched in fear.
"Oh, I'm sorry, honey, you know if your dad comes home and we don't want to have dinner with him, he's going to kill him - that's sad."
Tears flowed from the corners of my son's eyes.
"Why can't we just walk away?"
"Listen, I-I know that he often doesn't come home and makes you angry, but he loves us deeply. Please come down to dinner and treat it as just for me."
The woman's calves are shaking.
"I can't keep him under the stairs any longer."
"Dear son, the food is getting cold!" Xiaoke's voice sounded.
The son walked down.
They returned to the living room together: "There you are, kid! I have so many wonderful stories to tell you both. You won't believe what I've been through this week!"
He said enthusiastically: "Son...why do you have to look so sad?"
The woman hurriedly explained beside him: "He doesn't like to eat octopus, that's all. He has always been very good, dear... dear."
"Are you very good? That's great, son, listen up, we have to spread our brows."
The clown said: "How can you tell the difference between octopus triplets that look very similar?"
"The answer is to rely on touch, hahahahaha, you understand, right? Hahaha!"
The clown scooped up a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth——
"What are you doing?"
The laugher's movements stopped abruptly.
The criminal's voice brought him back to reality. Xiaoke saw a dummy and a small pink teddy bear sitting on his left and right sides.
Without a wife, without children, everything is just a dream.
He said gloomily: "I'm having dinner."
"Who are you eating with?" the criminal asked with his hands behind his back:
"Myself." Xiaoke replied: "Ha."
"Who else but myself?"
The criminal walked around the table and put his hands on the dummy's shoulders.
"Don't touch her." Xiaoke said to the criminal.
"..."
"There is no such thing as her," the criminal said.
"Nobody else but Batman."
He kicked the dummy to the ground: "One of them might have died, but you took two more in one breath."
He said: "One was sent to participate in the bad deal between Bane and Batman, and the other was sent to the Batcave to confirm whether the previous Joker was killed by Batman himself?"
"A genius idea."
The clown, codenamed criminal, said: "You suppressed the strongest ones except the three of us. This is a waste."
"You have only been in charge for such a short period of time, and you have already used up one of them. If the remaining two you sent out are all dead, we will have no one available."
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
The clown walked in.
"You~? The meeting has already started? I hope I'm not late."
He walked up to the clown codenamed criminal with a smile. Compared with the joker and the criminal, he looked more humorous and more vicious.
"If everyone dies, then is it my turn to go out and play?"
"Not necessarily, you lunatic." The laugher replied: "Batman won't guess our purpose."
He said: "I don't believe Batman actually killed one of us."
He repeated:
"Unless I get proof, I won't believe it."
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"Oh, poor little Eddie, when all the Arkham Asylum players are going to the party together, why are you the only one left here alone?"
The Joker walked to the door of the Riddler's cell.
"Does Batman not want to play with you?"
The Riddler has an expressionless face.
The clown continued:
"Oh, Eddie, Eddie, our little Eddie, you're always ten steps ahead of everyone else, why don't you come out of that little room? There's so much to do, so much to say, we can't see each other for a long time
Let’s join forces to play with Batman~”
"You can find the keycard in the leftmost drawer of the Batcomputer."
The Riddler told him.
"Come on." The clown said, "What's so fun about that? Let's play something high-end."
"How long have you been locked up here! For God's sake, you're the Riddler, don't pretend you didn't figure your way out the first night you got here."