Chapter 865

The smell of food gradually diffused in a small area, and the old housekeeper's craftsmanship was as good as ever, which seemed to bring warmth to the dark and humid bat cave.

The clown grabs his hair, elbows on the table and laughs. He seems to hear funny jokes from Batman again.

"Again, again, this kind of hypocritical justice, I opened your wound, killed your fiancee, you let me live in the house, invited me to dinner, you are very kind, for me thank Martha gave birth to you such a good son, ha ha ha......

Batman is still sitting in the dark, head slightly tilted, arm on the arm of the chair Hold your cheek: "seriously, if you don't know you as well as I do, others will surely think that you are the No. 1 hypocrite in the world. Your non killing doctrine and your cold-blooded ruthlessness are all like pretending to be. But I know that's you. Sometimes it's more painful to live than to die, and darkness is the end result, right? "

As he spoke, the clown picked up his knife and fork with a smile and pricked the fried egg for fun. Then he put his whole face over the plate and licked the half cooked yolk with his tongue.

Then he shook his head, tilted his mouth and spat to one side.

The old housekeeper's dishes are very good, but they don't taste like bats. He doesn't like to eat them.

Batman didn't respond to his waste of food, as if he didn't see it, so the clown showed an aggrieved expression and wriggled on the chair for a few times. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

"Bat, you want me to die, don't you? But you can't let me die in your hands or in the hands of laughter. What do you say I'm going to find the death knell

"No, if you're finished, go back to your room."

The clown rolled his eyes and said, "don't even have cable TV in that room. How much did you spend on it? Did your purchasing agent steal your money? "

"....

" forget it, you don't want me to be safe, and you don't want to be safe. I understand, ha ha ha... "The clown picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth. He laughed at the old housekeeper, but suddenly took out a pistol from his arms and pointed at him.

Batman jumps up, trying to block the trajectory for Alfred, and the clown has pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The gun went off, Batman didn't feel any sense of being hit, but he didn't believe that the clown would be empty at such a close range.

at this time, he saw the clown falling from his chair to the ground, bleeding on his chest, foaming at the wound, and making a sound of a broken bellows.

The gun will fire back when it pulls the trigger.

"Prank gun, when?"

Batman rushes to pick up the clown, and Arkam guards Bob's departure from the city. He sees it through his brother's eyes and guesses that he is a jailbreak.

When the clown enters the bat hole, the metal detector also reacts, so Batman guesses that the Joker still has a gun.

However, the clown should not have time to change the guard's guns. If he drifted all the way from the bridge to the underground river of bat cave, he would not have the chance to change the gun.

The clown's mouth gushed blood, his heart was shot, but the self-healing ability can let him delay for a while.

Seeing Batman's inexplicable expression again, he smiles happily.

Of course he knows Batman is monitoring the city, otherwise how could the clown let Bob go? Isn't it just for Batman?

If you killed Bob, how could you mislead Batman? Make him think he's carrying a guard's gun?

His prank gun started in Arkham and kept it in his arms. After that, asking Bob for a gun was just a cover up. If Batman or the bat family stopped Bob, they would know that he had given the police gun to the clown.

Even if no one tries to stop him, Batman's surveillance system will shoot someone leaving Gotham in the middle of the night. Once he has identified Bob, he can infer the "truth.".

The Justice League has been searching for the truth, but it's boring for the clown.

Because it's all a hoax.

When old Bob leaves and is seen by Batman, his task is really completed. Ha ha... Only in this way, when the clown suddenly takes out his gun and aims at Alfred, Batman will stop the bullet for the housekeeper instead of taking his weapon.

So he committed suicide and Batman was cheated, which provided double happiness for the clown.

"Ha ha, Keke... Only in this way can you win over the laughing bat. Remember, it was me who made you..."

the clown said a word intermittently, and his head was crooked and there was no sound.

A wisp of green smoke, invisible to the naked eye, comes out of the Joker's mouth and sticks to the nearest Batman, melting into his body from the dark surface of his uniform.

Batman holds the clown's thin body, the warm blood and the cold water mixed together.He had never felt so happy. All kinds of emotions pounded his mind, such as relief, helpless fear, and resistance to what was going to happen.

But the main thing is not those.

The joy of his heart made his face twitch wildly, as if something was trying to rush out of his throat. He summoned all his will power to fight against the feeling, but happiness alone could not be suppressed.

In memory, the laughter of Pro people resounded, Batman felt the integrity, as a human integrity.

Alfred walked quickly behind Batman, grabbed his shoulder and asked eagerly, "young master, why are you... Laughing?"

The heavy rain in the city is still pouring down, as if the tower of Wayne can lead directly to the sky. At this time, it is no exception that the slightly white washed building looks more like a monument.

Wayne tower was built by Batman of the main world during owl night, and batmen in other worlds have or don't, depending on how much darkness they've managed.

Outside the elevator leading to the top floor of Wayne tower, a blind guard was on the night shift.

He wasn't blind before. He was only blinded by gas during a scarecrow attack on Wayne.

For a guard, blindness is unemployment, but not in Wayne group. Bruce Wayne, a global philanthropist, will not let a loyal employee who is blind due to work-related injury lose his job.

After the completion of the Wayne tower, Bruce transferred bill here, and the environment is better than that of Wayne tower.

Now his job is just to carry a chair and sit at the door of the elevator every day, which is really a relaxing job.

After all, there are 30 strong young guards at the gate of Wayne tower, who have not served in special forces for several years and are not eligible for an interview with Wayne group. And on the elevator, there are the same 30 guards, they rotate twice a day, all armed to the teeth.

So bill just needs to come and sit in the elevator at night and listen to the radio once in a while to pass the time.

He was alone and had no place other than Wayne tower. His family had died long ago, and now Wayne group is his home.

But it was raining and flooding today, and there was no radio station to listen to. So Bill sat with his guide stick in his hands and listened to the movement in the spacious hall.

After blindness, hearing is greatly enhanced. This is probably the window that God opened, isn't it?

He heard a series of footsteps, which sounded familiar but strange.

Bill stood up trembling on his stick and turned his head to adjust his direction so that his voice could be heard more clearly: "Hello, how are you? Who are you? Other guards should have told you that no admittance is allowed except... "

" I have already "said hello" to other guards. Good evening, bill. Nice to meet you Familiar voice with a smile ring out, people have come closer and closer.

Bill relaxed and a smile appeared on his old face: "good evening, Mr. Wayne. I'm glad to hear your voice, too."

"Today's weather is really bad. I spent a lot of energy on my way here, whew ~"

Mr. Wayne made a deliberate gasping voice, as if Bill could see the kindness on the young man's face. He still liked to joke with employees as before.

"Yes, I can't hear the rain outside, but all my joints tell me how wet it is today."

Mr. Wayne seemed to have a deep understanding. He sighed, "I'm not young either. I've always felt some stiffness in my face recently, and it's not natural to laugh."

Old Bill reached for the elevator button and said with a smile, "it's all because of the gravity of the earth. Our bags of eyes, corners of our mouth, and flesh on our faces are all hanging down. Do you want to go up today?"

"Of course, as always, bill, as always."

Mr. Wayne put his hand on the DNA detector next to the elevator, and the instrument immediately gave a confirmation message: "validation passed. Welcome back, Mr. Bruce Wayne."

Bill didn't find it strange to hear that sosuo was wearing gloves in the air. Rich bosses like to wear leather gloves.

He heard Mr. Wayne ask him again: "how are you doing? How about the grandchildren in the field? How are you doing? "

Bill pressed the elevator button, and the sound of the cable and the car running came from his side. He was grateful, but somewhat embarrassed, and replied, "they are all very good. The new pacemaker works well. Thank you very much, Mr. Wayne, not only because of the operation, but also because of the cut."

Not far away, there was the sound of the windbreaker fanning, and the slight friction of the metal, and Mr. Wayne's voice flickered as if he was looking for something:

"you're welcome. You were injured in the scarecrow attack. That's what I should do.""No, it's not. I know what other bosses will do. I have to say..." when the elevator came, the door opened and made a "Ding" sound. Bill heard the brisk footsteps and walked into the car. He quickly laughed and helped to hold down the automatic door of the elevator: "you are such a good man."

"Ha ha ha ha... Thank you for your praise. It means a lot to me!"

When the elevator door closed, the familiar sound of machine running came again. But Bill was a little strange. After closing the door, he seemed to hear the sound of knife grinding in the elevator for a short time?

It's probably an illusion...

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