Chapter 162

Arkham madhouse, half a month ago.

Batman catches the clown and escorts him to Gotham police station. Director Gordon immediately arranges the most intensive care to transfer the clown to Arkham madhouse.

If someone had paid more attention at that time, they would have found that all the staff of the lunatic asylum, who welcomed the clown, watched the devil lying on the bed board with awe and fear, and was sent in with all kinds of ties.

The doctor's hands were trembling when he was drawing blood for the clown. The clown suddenly raised the volume and laughed wildly, which made the poor doctor sit on the ground and his legs were too soft to sit up.    Everyone in the madhouse knows that this facility has been completely occupied by this madman.

Although he is bound and locked up, everyone has the illusion that the person who is locked up in the cage is his own, and this madman is outside the cage, watching everyone struggling in pain, but he laughs.

No psychiatrist wanted to see him, but he offered to see a doctor.

"Why not? Without the psychological communication therapy that you insist on every time, it's like the feeling of losing home, ha ha, that's it, the feeling of home. " Said the clown himself.

In his view, the Arkham madhouse is a place like home.

A poor psychiatrist sat in front of the clown. She felt that when she first accepted the crazy patient in her life, she could not be as nervous as she is now.

Her fingers moved uneasily, her lips trembled, her eyes didn't dare to look directly at the opposite, but she still kept thinking about the terrible smile on her bright red lips in the dark ahead.

"Why not speak? My dear doctor He asked voluntarily.

"Well, what do you say?"

"Oh! You are an expert. How can you ask me? " Cried the clown, and then said, "I can't help it. Well, I have the habit of keeping a diary. I think you may like to study the psychology of patients through words, right? "

He turned his head, which was still free, and pointed his mouth to his medical suit.

"Here it is. Don't be afraid. Come and get it

The doctor hesitated for a moment, but he got up and found a book from his medical suit. She caught a glimpse of the clown from the corner of her eyes. Her eyes, like black beads, seemed to appreciate her toys with fun.

It was a black diary with a beautiful bow tied with purple ribbon.

The doctor opened the diary with shaking hands and studied it for a moment.

The book is full of characters with all kinds of paint strokes. It's disorganized, like children's graffiti.

"I... I don't understand." The doctor whispered.

"Let me explain. Did you see the little purple man? Her name is Erica. Yes, Erica. What a lovely name, isn't it? Alas, it's a pity that the final fate is really tragic. It's hard to know what happened in the world. "

"That's my daughter," cried the doctor in despair! Please. She's only ten. "

"Well, let's turn to the next chapter. Oh, you must be wondering what the red one is. Let me explain. It's a man. He's a real jerk. His name is Nash. He works in a shoe store. Poor man, he can't get rid of his bad habit of drinking. Alas, this bad habit finally killed him in the street. What a pity. "

"Don't... don't..." the poor doctor seems to have finally begun to understand the strange graffiti in the clown's diary, pleading in a voice as light as the cry of a mosquito.

"I don't want to, but the world is so cruel." The clown said, "sometimes good people get good news, but sometimes they don't.. All I write are diaries, not scripts of second rate soap operas. These are records of real events, so that everyone can know that the world is really so cruel... Well, that's it. "

"What do you want to do?" The doctor broke down and cried“ What does that have to do with me! "

"Be quiet, you go out first." With a low voice, Batman appeared.

"Look who it is The clown yelled excitedly“ My old friend has come to see me! "

"Why threaten them?" Batman hit the clown hard on the body“ Do you think you has the final say? "

"More force!" The clown's mouth is bleeding, but the smile on his face is more happy“ Why did you send me here? Is there anything more important than playing games with me? "

"You're smart, but there's no time for you to make trouble right now." Batman said it coldly.

Batman breaks the clown's bones and sends him to an airtight basement, where daily food is piped down.

Above the basement is the crocodile man's cell. Batman doesn't allow anyone to touch the clown, and few people can pass the guard of the killer crocodile.

………

"That's all I know." Wearing a white coat, Halle sits in front of Adam like a lady“ Crocodile people stubbornly think that it's good for me not to let me see clowns, so I don't have a good way for the time being. I know crocodile people. This guy is not easy to persuade, even me. "

"I've said that. I don't want to hear stories about clowns. Why do you want to tell them to me?" Adam helplessly looks at his sister sitting opposite“ I don't care how he was caught, and I don't want to know how much prestige he has in Arkham. In short, he won't want to go out this time. "

"Oh, dear brother, why do you think you can kill him?" Halley looked at Adam with her head askew.

"Can't you live without a clown?" Adam looked at Harry, his eyes full of exploration“ Maybe the clown has some strange ability. I once met a little girl who has such ability. She calls it persuasion. "

"What are you talking about?" Harry looked at this more and more strange brother, a little confused.

"No matter how powerful his ability is, after killing him, I think everything will be the same." Adam gave a gentle smile“ You don't think my three months in Gotham are in vain, do you

"Is my brother so clever? Have you arranged other means? " Harry looks surprised.

"I just got Ivy's phone. I got the guard's phone yesterday." Adam takes a cell phone out of his medical suit and shakes Harry“ I have already called ivy. She will come here and take you away. You may not have much freedom before I kill the clown. "

Halley's pupils contracted.

"Brother..."