Chapter 2781 (1/2)

”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.