Chapter 137 A Party
Qin Su's inference is correct. The criminal clown's target is Jason. He wants to create a clown who can make Batman more painful.
Just like he did with the other two clowns.
The criminal clown considers himself the boss because he is the first clown. Unlike other clowns, he is not linked to Batman. The reason for this operation is just to get rid of Batman. The criminal clown only focuses on results. If there is He would definitely not mind trying out other quicker methods.
In contrast, the criminal clown's criminal style is more concise and clear. He is the most ruthless killer, regardless of the cause and process, only one result.
Therefore, he is also better at frontal combat than other clowns.
"Ah!"
Barbara covered her left arm, and corrosive acid spurted out from the criminal clown's corsage, burning her bat uniform and causing ulcers on her skin.
Holding back the pain, Barbara continued to fight the criminal clown with only one right hand, which significantly reduced the pressure she put on the criminal clown.
The criminal clown had a slumped face. He really didn't like to laugh: "Barbara Gordon, your tragic experience makes me feel sad. What makes you stand in front of me again, Batman?"
Barbara was about to answer, but someone from behind beat her to it.
"It was me, I made her stand up."
What Qin Su said was correct, but it was obviously not the same thing as what the criminal clown was asking. Fortunately, Barbara did not tear him down.
"You're finally here, hurry up and subdue him." Qin Su's arrival made Barbara breathe a sigh of relief.
"Already doing it." Qin Su pinched the chicken charm.
The invisible power of mind created five walls, forming an invisible cell, imprisoning the criminal Joker in it, and cutting off the possibility of him continuing to harm Barbara.
"You could have done this a long time ago, why are you "playing" with Jason, I mean, wasting time." Barbara asked Qin Suxing, stretching out her left arm.
Qin Su shrank his neck and used the horse charm to heal Barbara's burns and the holes in her uniform.
"I originally wanted the clown to kidnap me and take me to their secret stronghold so that I could find an opportunity to give them a blow. I didn't expect the clown to resort to injections. I was ready to fight back just now.
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In addition, if you have been around, you should have heard what I said at the beginning, "I want to educate you on behalf of Batman." I mean it. ”
Qin Su raised a finger and emphasized: "I don't need to say more about the importance of psychological therapy. I used the oldest therapy in the East to treat psychological trauma - speech therapy.
According to my follow-up observations, the effect is remarkable. ”
Qin Su is professional in correcting the wrong tendencies of problem children. He understands the hearts and minds of these heroes. It is not difficult to prescribe the right medicine. The most important thing is that "bystanders know better."
"Now let's get back to the point."
The clown groped for the edge of the invisible cell. He soon gave up this useless move and looked at Qin Su indifferently.
"Asker, a new criminal who appears and disappears suddenly, even if the scope is narrowed down to Gotham, you are definitely an oddity."
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Criminal."
Qin Su looked at the clown carefully, trying to find a trace of the panic of being behind bars on his face, but it was in vain.
"Who are you?"
"If you are asking about the code name, I am the questioner. If you are asking about the name, then I am sorry, no one knows who the questioner is, including myself.
[The questioner itself is the ultimate mystery. When I figure out who I am, the answer will naturally emerge. 】"
Strictly speaking, Qin Su did not deceive the clown, so this also made the clown even more confused.
"I've finished answering, now it's my turn to ask questions." Qin Su wanted to set the rules of the game for this interrogation.
"When did we enter the 'question and answer' session?" the criminal clown said sarcastically.
Qin Su ignored his protest: "What is Amanda Waller's plan."
"What?" The criminal clown's eyes widened, "That's what you're asking. Wait, you're going to get involved. It's because of this, because Amanda Waller is secretly planning to subvert Gotham?
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That has nothing to do with my party! ”
The criminal clown felt angry, and he felt even more ridiculous. This feeling made him want to laugh, and laugh wildly.
"I understand why the clown chose to commit suicide. The plan that had been carefully prepared for a long time was ruined because of an accident, as if everything was making way for something.
The clown is the most sober one..."
The criminal clown suddenly stopped talking to himself, the corners of his mouth rose, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He was laughing and crying!
He took out a pistol from his body, pointed it at his temple, and then grinned at Qin Su, tears falling continuously.
"Have I told you, it hurts when I laugh."
"Bang————"
A small flag dropped from the muzzle and unfolded.
"Ta-da~~Are you scared?"
The Laughing Clown suddenly pointed a gun at the Fighter Clown and instantly pulled the trigger. After that, he covered his abdomen and laughed non-stop, wiping his tears while observing the reactions of the Fighter and Harleen.
As a result, the two people's expressions didn't change at all, and they looked at him as if they were fools.
The laughing man gradually stopped laughing and murmured: "Okay, okay, I'm the only one who can laugh."
Throwing the prank gun behind him, the joker raised his wrist, looked at the clown watch on it, and announced: "It's time, the party has started."
Harleen felt very strange: "Didn't you say there is another clown? That cold-faced killer?"
The laugher's face drooped exaggeratedly, and his lips almost dropped to the bottom of his chin: "He, he should probably be dead, what a poor guy.
Forget it, forget about these sad things, the party has started, we have to cheer up the atmosphere! ”
The joker performed an instant face change, and his wrinkled face smiled like a sunflower: "Let me tell a joke first.
Once upon a time, there were two lunatics in a mental hospital..."
He paused and then said: "One day, they died, just like this joke I messed up, and no one cared about their fate because everyone's attention was diverted elsewhere."
The fighter closed his eyes: "Turning."
"But it doesn't matter, I have experienced "two" failures, and I know how to fix the screwed up jokes - I found two more lunatics and locked them in a small house.
Some of them try hard to disguise themselves as normal people, and some try to save a seemingly normal madman just because he lost an... important friend. ”
Harleen stared closely at the fighter on the opposite side.
The laugher stood up, not caring that his back was exposed to the other two. He was immersed in his performance.
"A madman found a pistol and was about to use it to leave the small house, but another madman stopped him and said, "Are you crazy? You can't go to heaven." ”
The joke is over. ”
The fighter covered his mouth and shrugged his shoulders. He pulled his hand out from underneath. He held a pistol and pointed it at the Laugher.
Bang.
A flag was stretched out.
The two clowns laughed loudly at the same time.
Only Harleen remained silent.
Xiaoke had long known that the fighter carried a gun with him, and that the gun only had one bullet left, and even knew that he planned to threaten him to let Harleen go.
Because he is his peer.
The criminal is the first clown, the clown is the most sober clown, but the laugher is the real clown.
It was he who beat Jason to death with a crowbar. It was he who played a fatal joke on Batman. It was he who guided and manipulated the actions of the other two clowns.
"The boss wants to create a perfect clown and steal chemical waste to make clown toxins more suitable for Gotham babies; the third brother wants to give Batman a surprise party, and the party will be attended by the clown-shaped Batgirl and Robin.
And I, I'm a comedian, I play the role they ask me to play, I do it to the best of my ability, and I hope you do the same.
Just wait here for the main show to begin. ”
The fighter stopped laughing and ordered Harleen: "Get out of here quickly."
Harleen looked outside the house. The night in Gotham was darker than other cities. About ten meters away from the house, a little fluorescent light was floating towards her.
She asked: "Can you go to heaven?"
The fighter had no time to talk to Harleen. He and the laugher struggled together. They were at odds with each other and had similar thinking. No one could do anything to the other in a short period of time.
One person answered Harleen's question.
"I...I probably can't go to heaven, and you...you can only stay in Gotham."
The man stuttered while putting on his mask. It was a mask with an extremely smooth surface, as if it had been carefully polished. In fact, this mask was made by a generation of mind pirates who used their lifelong learning of psychological knowledge and human physiology. came out.
Man is just a heir.
With the mask on, he felt better.
"He...he asked me to tell you something."
The ability of the Mind Pirate can only be used through the mask, and only he knows how to use the mask. This is not magic, and he is not a psychic. There are no dead souls in the mask. The Mind Pirate's hypnosis is science.
As long as a person can receive sound and vision normally, the mind pirate can control his emotional changes. As Dr. Hugo said, the mind pirate is the master of emotions.
"Harleen Quinzel, Dr. Hugo said... that you like Xiao very much... ahem!"
Before he finished speaking, a police car drifted, smashed into the outer wall, and stopped close to the wall of the house.
Qin Su, wearing a police uniform, rolled down from the driver's seat and pointed his gun at Ha Lin, who was standing at the window.
"Give up useless resistance, put your hands on the back of your head, quickly!"
The passenger door couldn't be opened against the wall, so Gordon had to climb out from the other side.
"Qin Su, did you feel the police car hit something soft while driving?"
Qin Su lowered his head and saw a hand reaching out from under the car.
"Let him pass by, Director."
This volume will be completed in about 140 chapters, and the foreshadowing will begin to be recycled
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