Chapter 2284

While Damian and mud face are talking on Wayne tower, there are people waiting for a date in another part of Gotham.

Not everyone likes a quiet place without wind and rain. Sometimes it is a good choice to smoke under an umbrella on the roof of a small building.

The bat lamp has been on for a long time. It shouldn't have been lit.

But now there's a man in a brown windbreaker, old-fashioned glasses, cigarette in his mouth, standing by the searchlight.

His eyes were flat on the horizon in the distance of the darkness, and the dawn seemed to be in the distance.

Just like the old days, cigarette butts were dropped and then put out by the rain. He was waiting patiently for the arrival of the dark knight.

The sound of landing on the rooftop is insignificant in the wind and rain. Her vigorous skills are enough to ignore the disadvantages brought by high-heeled boots. However, Barbara is now full of worries and her mood is very bad.

There are countless people imitating clowns and Batman in this crazy city, but she never thought that someone would imitate her father, and imitate it so much.

Is this a new kind of psychosis? Or is it some new chameleon killer? What does the other party do when he turns on the bat light?

So she went to this familiar place, Gotham police station.

After her mother died, her father brought her to play here since she was a child, so that she could take care of her at work.

She would eat poor quality doughnuts for three meals in the lounge, do homework with an empty observation room table, and peek at how police officers interrogate lunatics. She learned a lot here.

But what impressed her most was that "it's much harder to be a good person than a bad one.".

"Who are you?"

She asked, but her voice was still sweet after the sound changer.

The man standing by the bat lamp turned around and laughed at the corner of his mouth with his cigarette in his mouth. The smoke came out of his mouth and covered his face, but there was a kind of suppressed madness in his eyes.

He gently removed the cigarette from his mouth and said, "my sister, you are here, just as I expected."

Barbara was no longer on guard. She jumped off the low wall at the edge of the roof, frowned and went to the youth. She grabbed the other person to check her pulse and said, "how did you get out? You're still on bail. You shouldn't be running around wearing a pin. Did you take your medicine tonight? "

The original person who imitated director Gordon was his son, James Gordon Jr., Jr., an abbreviation that would be blocked.

he and Gordon as like as two peas in their youth, but the biggest difference is that their father is a good cop, while his son is a psychosis and a serial killer.

He spent most of his time in Arkham, where he was released on parole after the sinking of the earth because he performed well and was certified by a psychologist.

The simple young man's reason for "going out" was also simple. He himself was a high IQ talent. When he was a child, he watched his father solve the case. Later, he was kidnapped several times by various villains. He saw that bad guys including clowns were defeated by Batman again and again.

Unlike a girl like her sister, after being rescued by Batman several times, she began to worship the Dark Knight without brain, while the boys who did not admit defeat gradually came up with some ideas.

"Is there a perfect crime in the world? Can Batman really solve any case? Are detectives better than all policemen? "

"So my father even gave up his family to work. He and his sister lived like orphans. What's the value?"

At first, the thoughts were just spinning in his head, but later, when he was in his teens, he had some strength in his arms and legs, and began to put the murder in his head into action.

As soon as several cases were solved, he became the famous "Ripper" and "throat cutter" of Gotham at that time. He used a knife and his intelligent brain to create a series of murder cases without clue.

Every morning in Gotham in those days, a new body was found in the prosperous area, died of throat cutting and autopsy, but there were no fingerprints, no footprints, no surveillance, no witnesses, and no satellite images.

It's like magic. The corpse appears out of thin air. The whole Gotham is turned into a chamber of secrets. A series of questions fall on Batman's head.

There was no social connection between the victims, and there was no similarity in identity and background. The crime was committed all over the city. The murderer treated the rich and the poor alike.

He really baffled Batman for a while, but as a 12-year-old, he had to go to school during the day, work part-time at night, and go out to kill people in the middle of the night.

In addition, he lives under the same roof as an old detective who has worked for decades and a Batman's valet. Everything must be careful.

Finally, one night, when he was washing his bloody clothes in the dark of the basement, he was found by his father who came home to fetch things by accident.

He frankly admitted all the facts and techniques of the crime, put his hands to death, and comforted his father and sister that he had committed a crime, but the experiment was successful.It was the police who caught him, not Batman. His father made the right choice in the past. The grievances and loneliness suffered by his brother and sister as children were valuable.

Moreover, there is a perfect crime in the world. I'm just a little bit out of luck.

He was a minor at that time, and his mental state was obviously abnormal. He could only be sent to Arkam for treatment. After being treated by many psychological experts, he became a real madman, a madman who felt miserable without killing people.

His brain is full of murder plans, and if he doesn't act on it, he feels like his head will explode.

This is the charm of Arkham. Even if you throw a dog in for treatment by experts, it will be a mad dog in a few days.

After parole, Jamie had to take a lot of sedatives regularly every day, but even so, his powerful brain power still kept him in a high state and showed all kinds of emotions, just like normal people.

Hearing that his sister cared so much about himself, he gave a warm smile: "I've taken the medicine, I feel very good now, and I think wearing ankle rings to the police station will not have any impact on the parole guarantor."

"Well, you shouldn't play bat lamp on the roof. Go home or go back to your dormitory and have a good rest. Good boy."

Barbara is relieved. Things have become very strange these days. Her father is infected and crazy. Batman is missing. If her brother commits another crime, she doesn't know whether she can do anything to him.

"I'm not a kid anymore. Don't talk to me." Little James held up his umbrella to his sister's head. He looked up at the world outside the umbrella: "I came here to look for you. You seem to be very busy in recent days?"

Bat girl's shoulder drooped down, do not mention good, lift up feel whole body ache.

"You must have seen about the mushroom parasitism. Although Gotham has enough guns and strength to protect himself, when the crisis is over, those who hold guns like to shoot each other to celebrate. I haven't slept for more than 40 hours."

has the final say, James nodded. He took a hamburger from his windbreaker pocket and handed it to his sister. "This is why your mobile phone is turned off," he said. "Batman's problem is worse than I think, because he didn't provide you with logistical and shift arrangements. I guess the bat family has your final say. So you've been squeezing yourself. "

"You should think as little as possible. It's not good for your condition." Barbara touched her brother's head and didn't answer the question. She took the hamburger and bit it. Although she had some, her favorite flavor was: "so you're looking for me like this. Is there anything urgent?"

"I do have an interesting thing to share with you." Little James's fingers clenched and loosened on the handle of the umbrella, and his voice was inexplicable: "but can I ask first, is our father still alive? What happened to him? "

The bat woman's eyes blinked after her mask, and her chewing of food slowed down: "why do you ask?"

Her voice became a little strange.

"Hehe, Barbara, we all know him. In the mushroom incident, I've been watching the news in the store. The police chief didn't appear on all Gotham channels. Wouldn't you be surprised to replace me with you? How could our father not be on the front line? It doesn't even require me to reason. "

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