Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The clown was sitting in the jail of the police station bored with handcuffs.

He looked around boredly. In this cage, besides him, there are also many other people who were caught tonight. There are no dead clown gang members. They took off the clown masks and looked all kinds of things. There are young people and middle-aged people. These people are like a mob. The only thing in common is their demeanor.

Madness, like a group of guys who escaped from Arkham.

They were screaming in the cage, speaking in a mess of things that no one could understand, making the entire basement of the police station misty, like a cult worship site.

But as their leader, the clown sat quietly on the chair. He did not speak, did not make a noise, and did not even change his sitting posture. He seemed to be thinking about something.

On the wall not far away, a TV set hung on the TV was playing the statement made by Harvey Dent 20 minutes ago. The prosecutor who escaped from the dead and completed another arrest looked a little embarrassed, but The more so, the more he can show his work attitude.

Faced with the reporter’s question, Harvey realized it easily.

"Yes, I am not Batman. I have dreams of being a superhero, but I cannot be him. This action is a planned arrest of the clown. He is a very dangerous criminal. After sacrifice, they are the real heroes. We just did what we should do."

He looked at the camera and said very sincerely,

"We are confident that Gotham will quickly restore order. This arrest reflects our determination, but I still hope that the citizens can calm down. As long as we are united, people like the Joker are not terrible. For Batman, I His identity determines that I cannot comment on him too much, but as far as I am concerned, I have to thank him."

"If it weren't for him, I would be able to meet you in the form of black and white photos."

"laugh..."

The clown gave a mocking smile. He closed his eyes and leaned on the railing of the cage, no one knew what he was thinking.

Outside the observation room of the cage, Gordon and the police were looking at the clown’s belongings. It was shocking. The lunatic had a total of 23 knives of different specifications in his clothes, but none of them Guns, he seems to be particularly fond of such weapons that are actually not sufficient in deterrence.

"Crack"

The door of the basement was pushed open, Gordon and Smith looked up and saw an unexpected guest.

Mayor Nestor walked into the basement surrounded by the crowd. He walked up to Gordon, and he looked at him seriously.

"Director, you even kept it from me."

Gordon replied apologetically,

"Sorry, Mr. Mayor, but I have to protect my family, and only in this way can we catch him."

Nestor's expression suddenly became happy, he laughed and patted Gordon on the shoulder, and said to everyone,

"Look at the director who we just made a great contribution to. He really thought I would criticize him, no... Gordon, I just want to say, I almost thought I lost a real good friend. Welcome back. You are here, I have full confidence in this city."

As a result, the atmosphere in the basement became warm again. Some young policemen clapped, but there was an unpleasant applause. The mayor and Gordon looked back and saw sitting in the cage. The clown in here, without a smile on his face, seemed to be very serious, but he was also applauding, and seemed to be happy for Gordon's escape.

"So, this is the clown?"

The Mayor of Nestor approached the cage slightly. He looked at the dangerous figure who had upset Gotham. The clown also looked at him. It was a calm and hazy look, which seemed to be an ordinary one. The criminal in the imagination of ordinary people.

But just 1 second later, the clown suddenly showed a smile and his eyes became crazy and joyful.

"Mr. Nestor, you are so close to a vicious criminal... Are you not afraid of accidents that no one wants to see?"

Nestor was shocked by this smile. He took a step back subconsciously, and then saw the undisguised mockery in the clown's eyes, which made the mayor's mood suddenly become very bad. Gordon saw this. In one scene, he took the initiative to step forward, alleviating the mayor's embarrassment, and cut off the eye contact between Nestor and the clown with his body.

"Actually, Mr. Mayor, I have some other things I need to tell you. Why don't we go to the office and discuss it in detail."

Nestor realized that this was Gordon's rescue. He smiled friendly and patted Gordon on the shoulder.

"Go, the hero of Gotham. No matter how big things are, we must make way for the hero. Take a good rest tonight and stay with our family. We will talk about it tomorrow."

Gordon smiled embarrassedly, he suddenly remembered something, he asked,

"Where's Harvey?"

As the Mayor of Nester walked out, he said casually, "I asked the city hall people to take him home. He is also a hero, and he needs a rest."

The mayor left, but Gordon’s body stiffened. He turned his head slowly and saw the clown lying on the railing behind him. This guy tried to squeeze his face out of the railing, but he could only look He became more and more funny, looking at Gordon’s serious gaze, he stretched out two fingers, flicked them in the air, and said innocently,

"Don't look at me like that... Isn't Harvey going back?"

As he said, he stuck his face in the railing and scratched his head, "Oh, maybe our hero also needs entertainment. Going out to play at night is normal for young people, isn't it?"

Seeing Gordon’s gloomy face, Sheriff Smith immediately stepped aside, took out his mobile phone and started dialing. After three busy tones, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

"I will go find him right away."

"no need."

Gordon stared at the clown, desperately suppressing his anger, "put him in the interrogation room."

Twenty minutes later, all the policemen who had just relaxed in the entire police station were dispatched to catch clues and search for Harvey Dent. He is the latest hero in Gotham, almost synonymous with the rule of law and order in Gotham. His accident was devastating to the confidence of the people and the entire city.

In the interrogation room, the clown put his hands on the table, and his ten fingers flicked at each other. He was having fun playing with himself. There was a relaxed expression on his face, as if everything was depressed.

Wurtz and other gangster bosses who had been scared a long time ago gave all their resources to the clown, demanding only one, kill the Red Devil, and then kill Batman. People in despair are involuntarily inclined to madness. Yes, Woods and the others are still in prison.

They even took the initiative to ask to sit there, especially after Maloney's terrible body was found in the alley, their face had long been torn to pieces, it was horrible.

They already knew that they had gotten into a big trouble, did not accept surrender, did not negotiate, and the only result was to kill them all, they had been driven mad.

Gordon walked in, unplugged the monitor in the interrogation room, and sat opposite the clown. The light in the interrogation room was dim. It can be said that there was darkness except for the clown and Gordon.

Gordon looked at him and whispered,

"Tell me, where is Harvey?"

The clown didn’t even look at him, and continued to play with his fingers. After a few seconds, he asked,

"what time is it now?"

"What's the use of knowing the time? You know, everyone here wants to kill you, cooperate, at least you can keep alive."

Gordon’s tone was very blunt. He might have never thought that he would know useful clues from the clown, but when he heard his words, the clown rolled his eyes.

"Look at me..."

He pointed to his face with his handcuffed fingers. There was a "gentle" smile on it, like chatting with an old friend. He smiled and said, "You think someone like me will care about his life. Come on, man, I have a higher pursuit."

He leaned back in a chair lazily,

"As for time, it matters whether our handsome Harvey will be in one place... or in several places."

"Ok"

Gordon did not look at the time, but stood up and helped the clown to unlock the handcuffs. This action made the clown a little surprised. Gordon glanced at him. The director understood. To deal with people like the clown, he cannot follow normal Thinking about it, he shrugged and held up his coffee cup.

"I knew I couldn't convince you, so I found someone else."

He walked out while sipping coffee, "I hope you can have a good chat."

"Crack"

The door was closed, and the lights of the entire interrogation room were fully turned on at this moment. Behind the clown, a dark figure appeared there. Bruce reached out and pressed the clown’s head. When he was caught off guard, he knocked his head on the table. edge.

"boom"

This collision was enough to make ordinary people scream, but it only made the Joker let out a painful groan. He rubbed his bloody head and raised his head, looking at Batman sitting opposite him, he looked at the bat helmet , He said helplessly,

"Hey, bastard, don't start from the beginning, this will make the victim dizzy and make them not feel the next pain. This is a very low-level technique!"

Batman didn't answer. The Joker put down his hand and looked at him. There was a flash of excitement in his eyes. It was the excitement under the big net cloth. He said enthusiastically,

"Look, you are still here... this is something you can't hide, you always don't cooperate, but this time, you will also play this game, I know."

"This is a game specially prepared for you!"

"Where is Harvey?"

Bruce’s voice turned low by the voice changer sounded in the interrogation room. He used to intimidate the criminals in this way. After imposing brutality, few people can hold on, but the Joker is different. He doesn’t care about Batman. The question, he just said to himself,

"I want Batman to take off his lower armor. I just want to see what you do. It's like a balance, do you know?"

He stretched out his fingers and gestured on the table, "On one side is the life, on the other is your identity, I want to know what you will do, hehe."

He leaned back on the chair, "You didn't disappoint me. You let 13 innocent people die, and you let poor Harvey help you carry the scapegoat. Tsk tsk, even people like me will feel cold-blooded, but don't worry. , I will tell you Harvey's whereabouts, I will say, I will tell you everything!"

"Why do you want to kill me?"

Bruce asked, the clown made a shocked expression, he held his chin, put out his tongue and licked his lips, and said in a weird tone.

"Hahahahaha, hahahahaha! Hahahaha, what are you talking about? I don't want to kill you, I never thought of killing you! What can I do without you? Go back and knock on those gangsters?"

He stretched out his finger, pointed at Batman, pointed at himself, and said meaningfully,

"No no no, Batman, you make me whole!"

"You're just a shit to kill for money. Those damn killers make no difference!"

Batman said contemptuously, but these words stimulated the Joker. He slapped the table sharply, then calmed down.

"No, no, don't ya them to speak, you are different from them, do you know? Even if you want, it won't work!"

He turned his head and looked at the glass in the interrogation room. He seemed to be able to see the people standing on the other side. He seemed to be telling them what he said on purpose.

"To them, you are also a freak, just like me. {When they need you, they will sing praises to you, just like they did in the past year, but when they don’t need it, they will expel you and rush Leaving you is like treating a leper, I wish you disappear immediately."

He waved his hands exaggeratedly, like a host of passionate speeches, Batman looked at him indifferently, the Joker gave a light cough, he stood up and opened his arms.

"Dear viewers, you may have heard of it from various places, but now, I still want to solemnly introduce and make the audience tremble. The rarest and most tragic mistake of the Creator will soon be presented to you!"

"Allow me to introduce to you... Ordinary people {The body structure is ordinary and strange, in order to make up for this, so the values ​​are deformed, the importance of human beings is fully expanded, the boring social conscience, the haggard and withered optimism, oh, That sounds unhygienic, does it?"

The clown made a disgusting expression, his eyes were full of vicious playful abuse.

"The most disgusting thing is that they are fragile and valued for order, soberness, and once they are under too much pressure... they will break!"

Under the dim light in the room, he got up, walked around, and then pretended to listen,

"Oh, I heard you ask how this thing is?"

"What else? How can this poor, pathetic monster survive in this harsh, unreasonable modern society? Sorry, my answer is that it may not be optimistic."

"Ethics, standards, and their so-called civilized rules are just boring jokes. They are lost when they get into trouble. They will only be good people when they are peaceful. Oh, I said the same thing to another Mr. Red. Do you know how he answered me?"

The clown spread his hands and smiled.

"He said that I just want you to see that, in a critical moment, these... these self-proclaimed civilized people will kill each other without scruples... they will eat each other. Look, I think he concluded That’s right, I’m really not a demon...I’m just thinking ahead, or rather retro."

"You want to know what I am doing right?"

The clown leaned forward and his voice became magnetic, "This is my game, you have to follow my rules, Five Crows... let me see who you will save, hero Harvey, Or is it an innocent child-raising, a wife waiting for the return of her husband, or a child waiting for the return of his father, or a...a high-powered mayor."

"Justice, purity, loyalty, courage, power"

The clown stretched out five fingers, "Let me see, which one can you sore?"

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