Chapter 2781

"Beautiful, many people don't understand this. I don't ask for much, even like Batman, just for a better Gotham."

The clown played with the dagger in his hand and said something in his funny but terrible voice with great interest.

At this time, he and his "guests" were in a warehouse, an ordinary warehouse, behind a common supermarket and grocery store in Gotham. There were rolls of toilet paper, carbonated drinks, and miscellaneous things on the shelves.

However, as long as the shutter door is pulled down, it can also form a good confined space to be used as a crime scene.

That's what he did at this time. With the sound of metal structure rubbing, the rolling shutter door was pulled down, but the warehouse was not in the dark because the clown brought a Christmas tree.

Yes, he knows that it's still summer. It's a bit untimely to take out the Christmas tree, but the whole world outside is white. Can't we advance the festival?

"Oh, you're looking at me with that shortsighted eye. You think I'm still that lunatic. Why don't you talk to me? Why do you want to imitate Batman? Why are you... So serious? "

The clown really wanted to celebrate the festival today. With grievance on his face, he walked to the man tied on the folding chair.

He came up behind him, smelled his ears and continued in a low voice

"Do you still want to see it? I'm behind you. By the way, let me help you... "

Said, the clown with a dagger to the guest's eyes dug out a, the eyeball blood pupil at himself, this should be able to see it?

"Well

The man strapped to the chair was wearing only a vest. He looked as if he had been pulled out of bed and had been anesthetized at the same time.

Because when he was gouged out of his eyes, he didn't have too much expression, just wriggled and gave out a hum.

"Oh? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Blame me, blame me. I forgot that your mouth was stuck with super sticky tape. " The clown suddenly showed a funny expression, put his eyes in his mouth for temporary storage, quickly released a hand and helped the guest tear off the tape: "OK, you can talk, people outside are happy to sleep, so it doesn't matter how loud you shout."

"Clown, what do you want to do?"

The victim on the chair was covered with blood, but he still looked at the pale madman with his empty eyes, and his myopia glasses fell on the ground.

"So calm? It seems that the medicine you take works well The clown's finger in purple gloves stood up, and he gently pulled out his ear: "well, you may think I'm joking with you, but this time it's true. I think of a new way to play with Batman, which needs your cooperation. Little Gordon, no, maybe it should be called Gordon II? It sounds like you have more flavor. "

The clown spat out his eyeball, wiped it dry and blew it. Then he put it into a small bottle, stuck a note on it, and took out a pen to write "to the death knell.".

Yes, the man he caught this time was director Gordon's son, James Jr., Barbara's younger brother.

As Batman chases Xiaodian and the cannon fodder all over the city, the clown stealthily takes away his victim.

James could not control his thoughts because he wanted to kill people all the time, so he had to take a lot of psychotropic drugs after parole.

What the clown needs to do is to threaten the doctor who prescribes the medicine for little James, and then give him a new prescription.

It doesn't need a strong anesthetic. It's enough from Cheshire cats. The new drug can make people feel pain clearly while keeping their bodies motionless.

That woman is really a genius with poison.

All in all, James' parole clause includes that he must take some drugs to reduce brain activity in his video communication with parole officer every day, so there's no need to worry that he won't take new drugs.

After all, habit is a terrible thing. Sometimes when people see a familiar doctor prescribe a familiar medicine bottle, they subconsciously think that the pills in it are the same

But life is so interesting, before you open a beautiful sealed box, you never know whether it's chocolate or shit!

The poor drug addict is stiff in the 24-hour convenience store. All the clown has to do is patronize here at night, and then drag the immovable little James to the warehouse.

"Well, you're looking at me again. You want to know me, right? Even if your father and sister and I are old acquaintances? " With a smile, the clown goes around the back of the chair, spins and dances, puts one hand on his chest, and then says in an aria like tone, "all I want to do is create beautiful things. I want to create things that the world has never seen before, and I want to be the ultimate. "Little James's psychological quality is excellent, and pain can't stop him from thinking, and he knows that he is doomed.

But before that, he wanted to know more.

He was also a psychopath, indifferent to the life and death of others and his own.

"So you think you're an artist?"

"No, oh, cluck, No." The clown was suddenly amused. He even sat down on little Jim's lap with his neck constricted and put his arm around his shoulder: "I prefer to think of myself as an artist, a glamour idol and an actor who makes others smile, but there is a man in this city who always doesn't smile, which makes me very upset, don't you think?"

The clown held his chin to complain, took out a balloon from his pocket, filled it with laughing gas quickly, tied it with a rope and tied it to little Jim's finger.

It makes him look like he's holding a balloon.

"You're still obsessed with Batman."

Jim's neck moved slightly. He looked at the green balloon, like watching the countdown of his life.

"Ah, as an actor, of course you pay attention to the most difficult audience." The clown took out a lipstick, tried the color number on the back of his hand, and began to draw a big smile on the young man: "I showed him my heart and soul, but it was not what he wanted to see - smile."

He painted very carefully, as if he wanted to pursue symmetry or the picture he had in his mind. Even if there was a little deviation, he would patiently wipe it off with his fingers.

"So you're going to kill me to provoke my father, and then my father will start chasing you. He hasn't fully recovered from the virus and is now very unstable. But Batman won't let you die, so my father will have a conflict with him, causing bat to lose one of his important friends in the city and feel painful. "

Jim guessed the clown's plan, but unfortunately, as a former serial killer, he is not the opponent of the madman.

The grinning clown leaned back, looked at the victim as if he had never seen anyone before, and then clapped quickly and slightly

"Pa pa pa pa... Wow, I like you. Really, young man, director Gordon obviously needs your sense of humor. Ha ha! But the spoiler is not a good habit, you only guessed the beginning, believe me, this amusement park is a new version, poof

"I'm curious. Did you get inspiration from the last time you hurt my sister?"

Jim felt the greasiness of his mouth and the lipstick was too thick.

"Almost. But Barbara is a superhero. In Batman and director Gordon's heart, she is much stronger than you. I also like to see her in that coquettish tights, so I won't look for her this time."

The clown who put away lipstick took out some purple and green ribbons from his pocket. They were asked for by Luther when he broke up. This time, they were used to tie a bow around little Jim's neck and dress him up as a gift

"Besides, it's not interesting to repeat the old story. I want to never repeat my own jokes, This is the moral bottom line of a qualified actor, hee hee. "

Happy to twist the clown began to pocket, he quickly explained his plan, and then ready to start.

It's a tight night.

This time is different from the last time. He prepared 24 scenes for Batman, and little Jim's death is just one of the strawberries on the cake.

Little Jim accepted all this calmly. He didn't have the feeling of fear at all. Instead, he knew part of the answer and made him smile a little. He asked again:

"Are you sure Batman won't be here in time?"

The pale man with green hair bent down to blink his eyes, and his big red mouth came to his ears

"Did I forget to tell you? He is busy now, because bats are full of all kinds of worries and worries about the man named death knell recently, so I specially invited a death knell to play with him at a high price this time. Well, I'll give you this eye to the old man. He should be happy, too. Hee hee

"You are really abnormal, so now you want to give me nitrous oxide?" Knowing that he would not be saved, little Jim began to ask how he would die.

If he died of nitrous oxide, the muscles on his face would be very stiff, so he preferred the clown to use a gun.

But the criminal Prince of Gotham doesn't like to use guns, which makes everything end too fast, leading to the loss of fun.

"You'd better wait until you see what I've done to your body. Obviously, the word abnormal is not suitable... But you're good at telling jokes, because you can't see your body even when you die. It's a good stem, ha ha ha ha!"The clown shakes his head and opens his purple coat, revealing a whole set of "borrowed" surgical suits from the pig face family, including saws, axes, electric batons, castration knives and other good toys

"All right, man, look at the camera over here and tell me - eggplant!"

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