Chapter 705: The Clown and the Man in Black

Arkham Asylum, its full name: Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Ill!

Its location is located in a hidden forest on the outskirts of Gotham City. The defense facilities are very complete, and it is mainly sponsored and operated by the Wayne Group. Its various internal hardware facilities are also very complete and excellent, and the funds are sufficient. It is an unusual lunatic asylum, and it is not known to ordinary citizens.

Because, in this psychiatric hospital, in this research center for abnormal humans, most of the prisoners it detains are extremely dangerous criminals with high IQs! It can be said that almost all the famous villains who were defeated and captured by Batman were sent here by Batman himself in the end!

Among them, the ones being held in this lunatic asylum now include the notorious 'clown' and other extremely dangerous characters!

It can be said unceremoniously that all the people imprisoned here are actually a group of criminals who can be sent to the gallows or electric bench!

However, in the end, they were all sent to this prison-like madhouse...

No matter what Batman is for, whether it is because of personal desires, to show personal achievements, or other things, but in the end, those criminals who have killed countless people and caused countless tragedies are all behind him. Under the interference of Batman and his Wayne Group's powerful forces, he was able to escape the judgment of the law and was imprisoned here in the name of a ridiculous 'mental patient'.

after all……

Mental patients do not have to bear legal responsibility. This is a normal legal principle that the whole world needs to abide by, isn't it?

As for those normal people who were physically abused by the "mental patients" during their onset, whether they were killed or injured, or other... For example, those who lost their loved ones and lost their lives under the attacks of the "mental patients" Poor fellows who have lost family members, lost friends, and even lost their own lives, I am afraid they can only weep under the covers, or feel unlucky in the devil's hell and God's heaven!

A word of "mental illness" can make those heinous guys escape the trial of the law, and then be imprisoned in the luxurious Arkham Asylum, and locked up in this abnormal human research center funded and controlled by Batman's Wayne Group Continue to be happy... Whether this kind of thing is reasonable, I am afraid, only the Batman who sent countless criminals and even filled most of Arkham Asylum will know?

At this time, in the observation room of a patient interrogation room in Arkham Asylum, in this small room separated by sound-proof and reflective single-sided glass, two men in suits and leather shoes were standing very close to each other, whispering to each other. The ground seems to be talking about something.

One of them looks like a middle-aged man with a straight figure, while the other is an old man with glasses and silver hair. They just looked at the situation in the interrogation room, the "patients" and the "patients" in the interrogation room. The doctor, the security guard, was arguing about something in a low voice.

"..."

"Sir, are you really sure that you must do that?"

"Although I know I can't influence your opinion, but... I still have to remind you here: that guy is very dangerous, if we really let him out, none of us can guarantee what he will do When things come, when the time comes, I'm afraid..."

I'm afraid what happened, the old man with glasses didn't say clearly, but anyone can see the strong worry and hesitation in his words.

However, now there are only him and the 'Mr. It can be seen on his face.

"Alfred..."

"We have to do that,

You also know that Gotham City has become more and more chaotic recently, we need him, we need him to go out and clean up those guys! "

"I believe that as long as we officially let him out and be heard by those guys, the situation we want to see will happen! I hope he will do that, and those guys will make him do that , and what's more...he must be happy to do that!"

"I know him as he knows me..."

Putting his hands on the front desk of the observation room, and approaching the one-way glass, the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was staring at the one in the interrogation room with the fluffy green hair and the paint that the other party got from. The 'psychopath' with the weird clown face showing an evil aura, looked at it for a long time before he stood up straight again and spoke slowly.

He has already decided on this matter, and he has to do it...

Over the years, he has been fighting on the front line of punishing crimes in Gotham City, and has captured countless insane and dangerous elements. He has never killed any of them, but managed to capture them here, and captured Ah It's just in Cam, a prison-like mental hospital.

Because, he firmly believes that his special organization has the ability to detain those dangerous elements here until the end of their lives... Doing so can save them from being tried by the authority and dying, or have Opportunity to escape sanctions and continue to torture other ordinary people, so he always felt that what he had done all these years was actually pretty good?

Originally, the 'clown' with a clown face painted on the interrogation chair was handcuffed by the guards in the interrogation room. He planned to keep the other party in custody. However, things have changed now, so now try to let the other party out , may have greater benefits than continuing to imprison the other party?

Of course, he had thought about the consequences of letting the other party go out, but the other party can be said to be one of the few strong medicines that can deal with the chaotic Gotham City, even if this strong medicine will bring serious side effects, But maybe, this is his only hope...

At most, when the time comes, he will spend more time on his own and try to keep an eye on the other party. If he keeps an eye on the other party, he must be able to control the other party's harm within a controllable range, right?

"I reserve my opinion..."

"It's just that I hope you won't regret it in the future... To be honest, I still think that guy is very dangerous, even more dangerous than those guys with super powers... If this time, you let him go so casually If you go out, then, in case you are not careful..."

Speaking of which, the old man named Alfred, who was wearing glasses and his hair was already a little gray, stopped talking, just sighed softly, and stood behind the man in the middle of the suit, speaking with a little sadness and He watched vigilantly at the 'clown' in the interrogation room who painted a wicked clown face and kept sneering. He didn't know what he was thinking.

In fact, in Alfred's opinion, if he is the one who decides here, it's better for the guy inside to give the other party a dose of euthanasia poison, and let that detestable guy die forever in this 'mental hospital' Here, don't be let out to harm others again!

"..."

"Alfred, he's already gone out once, it's not easy for us to lock him up, is it?!"

Smiling, the middle-aged man in suit and leather shoes withdrew his hands on the front desk of the observation room and began to hold his arms, waiting patiently for the doctors and staff in the interrogation room to perform the final procedure on the 'clown'. test.

Although, today's test is not important...

Because, the 'clown' who is full of crimes and murders, who has caused countless terrorist attacks, gang fights and bombings, will soon be changed by the doctor from a very serious late-stage schizophrenic with severe violent tendencies The 'psychopath' is diagnosed as a 'sane' recovering patient who is 'cured' and reintroduced back into Gotham City, a place full of sin.

"Well……"

"If you think about it carefully, what you said seems to be the same?"

Alfred no longer intends to persuade his 'sir', because he knows that his 'sir' will never kill the 'clown' who is being handcuffed on the interrogation chair Yes, because they need him, that's all!

And even if he doesn't need it in the future, I'm afraid, at most, the other party needs to be arrested and imprisoned again. In the name of another 'mentally ill patient', for example...'Relapse of mental illness', need to be treated again?

"Alfred, don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"

"Just as we need the courage of 'Batman' to fight against all evil forces, we also need 'Joker' to remind us of the existence of 'evil' and the limits of 'good'."

"Even if the boundary between them is not so obvious?"

Having said that, the man in the suit with a serious face stopped, first turned his head to look at the old man behind him for a while, and then turned around again, looking deeply at the 'clown' in the interrogation room.

"The struggle between 'Joker' and 'Batman' will continue forever..."

"It's just like we humans have to face the eternal struggle between good and evil in our hearts? Originally, the two sides of this war are not clear-cut, but good and evil are intertwined and entangled with each other... As long as we are willing to believe that the 'bat The existence of Xia' can solve all the problems we face, that's it!"

"It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is always a good cat!"

"What we are doing now is not a right or wrong thing, but a most suitable..."

After finishing speaking, no matter whether it was the middle-aged man in a suit or the old man with glasses, they stopped talking, but began to stand in the observation room and watch the situation in the interrogation room.

Because the preparations for the doctors and security personnel inside have been completed, and now, the interrogation behind the mouth is about to begin! Although, the result of that kind of interrogation is already doomed, but... the necessary procedures to fool outsiders still have to go through.

After all, they are the ones who make the rules, and using the rules to achieve their various purposes is the result that people like them want to see the most, instead of trampling on everything they have made! And the guy who can do that, or think that way, and act recklessly, is doomed to be that kind of ignorant reckless and humble fool! !

A doctor in a white coat and an evaluator from a related department nodded and looked at each other, then put their respective folders on the interrogation table tacitly, then sat down together, and began to Under the protection of the four security personnel, they started today's routine patient examinations against the grim-looking 'clown' opposite them.

"Name?"

The doctor in a white coat opened his folder and took a look, then asked a casual question without looking up.

Obviously, he himself didn't seem to take what happened today too seriously?

"Hey! See?"

"You already know my name, don't you, why are you still asking?"

Squinting his eyes, he looked greedily at the pistols and electric batons on the waists of the guards, struggled a few more times, and found that he could not easily struggle to open this kind of interrogation chair specially designed to interrogate dangerous criminals. , Tilting his head directly, he sat down on the chair obediently, just casually coping with the doctor's question on the opposite side.

He is very dissatisfied with these guys' behavior of interrogating himself today! Especially, behind the one-way glass, who is secretly watching him?

He was very interested in who was going to interrogate him, and who was hiding behind the glass and looking at him with eyes that didn't know what kind of eyes he was using as a 'clown'! He will make a good guess later from these people's reactions to him, the questions they asked him, and the purpose of interrogating him today, to see if he can guess right?

"Say your name!"

The pen in the hand of the psychiatrist in the white coat froze when he was writing something, and then he quickly raised his eyes, urging in a somewhat impatient tone.

"Hey! Can I have that pack of cigarettes in your pocket?"

"I saw it. It's in the left pocket of your white coat... Of course, there's also the lighter. If possible, can you give it to me together?"

"Please don't worry, although I have already studied the gas pipes and storage rooms for flammable and explosive items in this ruined place in Arkham, and I have also calculated how to blow this place into ruins... But, I dare to say Swear by that ridiculous god, I'm never going to set them on fire..."

"At least... not now?"

The clown sitting on the interrogation chair grinned grinningly, and kept pointing his eyes towards the doctor's pocket, as if the other party would really give him the contraband inside.

Although he only opened his mouth a little bit, his 'clown' face gave the two interrogators and the four guards a creepy feeling, and even the temperature seemed to drop several degrees So much so that a timid guard unconsciously touched the handle of the Beretta 92f pistol at his waist.

"..."

"Name……"

The doctor put down the pen in his hand. Obviously, his patience was almost exhausted by the other party.

At this time, the evaluator sitting next to the doctor, who seemed to be a staff member of a related department of the federal government, also held his arm with great interest, and leaned deeply on the back of his chair without making a sound. , as if he wanted to take a serious look at today's farce.

"Perhaps, you can call me 'clown'?"

"You've seen my face too, it's how hard it is for me to make it like this, you can't force me to wash it off anymore! You may not know, I'm going to steal that Harry's lipstick and makeup powder Not easy, can they retain their color longer than blood?"

Recalling the fact that he tore off the finger of an unlucky ghost and used the other's blood to make up in the brawl among the 'psychopaths' not long ago, the 'clown' turned towards the opposite doctor and the other in a sinister manner. An interrogator gave a small reminder.

"..."

"Jack, are you testing my patience?"

Finally, with a wave of the cold-faced doctor, a security guard in charge pulled out the baton from his waist, and pressed a switch on it, causing electric sparks to appear on the tip of the baton, and then moved forward two Step by step, he approached a certain 'psychopath' who was chained to a metal interrogation chair and could not move.

"Huh? Look, you obviously know my name, so why do you ask?"

"Don't you guys just want to see my face today?!"

Seeing the security personnel and the guard coming forward with a baton, the clown who didn't want to suffer that kind of unnecessary torture had no choice but to say a few soft words, expressing that he gave up for the time being.

"..."

"I really want to keep you, a villain, locked up in that damp and dark confinement room, and let you poop all day in your crotch!"

The guard turned his head and glanced at the doctor. He didn't get the order, so he turned off the switch of the baton again cursingly, and returned to his previous position to stand still.

And the confinement room he just mentioned is actually a pipe-like place where people can only stand, and it is the most effective tool they use to punish these villains! There, not only was there no sound, no light, even the prisoners who were locked in couldn't even raise their hands or turn around and squat down!

"You can't do that!"

"Because when the time comes, I will usually either eat them in one bite, or... I will take them out and paste them directly on the faces of you guys?!"

Obviously, the clown is not willing to bear being locked up in the 'confinement room'.

"..."

"My patience has a limit, especially with you lunatics!"

The doctor in the white coat was obviously impatient. If he didn't know that there was a big boss behind him in the observation room, I'm afraid he would have already asked the guards to give him a good look, right?

"ha!"

"Is there any madman here? My dear, it seems that your brain is not normal. Could it be that we have influenced you?"

"but……"

"I swear to God, I will never make you become like you!"

The clown is thinking urgently, he doesn't understand, what are these guys' plans for bringing him here today? !

"..."

"Come on, Jack! Let's take a test now. If your test passes, you can go out later."

Finally, the doctor, who felt that this was a waste of time and did not intend to continue entangled with the other party, exchanged glances with his companion, took out a piece of paper from his folder, and walked to the locked room. In front of the clown Jack on the interrogation chair, he directly stuffed the not-so-big A4 paper and a pen into the opponent's hand.

"!!"

"It's so strange that you guys are going to take the initiative to let me out? When I sneaked out last time, didn't you say you would imprison me for a hundred years?"

Looking at the A4 paper and pen in his hand, the clown's face was full of disbelief.

"Could it be..."

"What are your plans?"

If the other party wanted to come up with bad ideas to punish him or beat him up, the clown might believe it, but... now that he said he was going to let him out, he would definitely not believe it!

"..."

"You really don't want to go out?"

Now, it's the doctor's turn to be a bit unbelievable.

He knows better than anyone else whether these 'patients' are crazy or not, but this is the first time he has seen someone who doesn't want to go out like the other party now.

"Humph!"

"If I want to go out, I can go out by myself. You can't stop me... But now I don't want to, because this place is very good. Everyone you imprisoned here is talented. They are very interesting. Funny, I love it here, it's a family feeling...”

"However, except you guards and doctors?"

If the other party took the initiative to let him out, he must be uneasy and kind! Therefore, the clown does not intend to let these people's schemes succeed so soon before he understands the reasons for it!

"snort!"

"Jack! According to our observations... your 'mental illness' has basically been cured, so you just need to answer these few questions at the end. As long as you pass the score, you can go out."

The doctor reached out and tapped on the A4 paper filled with twenty test questions, and then pushed it in front of the clown on the interrogation chair, beckoning him to answer quickly.

Originally, if the other party cooperated, their procedures today might be more formal?

but……

Since the other party is unwilling to cooperate now, he can only make do with it, and then drive the other party away later!

"..."

"You really have plans, I think it's better for me not to go out?"

Even though he said that, the clown still quickly drew with a pen on the answer sheet, without even looking at the questions a few times.

"The answer is over!"

"I promise, that must be a bad score..."

He answered randomly and didn't even see the question clearly, so the clown felt that if he could pass, then there was really a problem, and it was a big problem!

"..."

Now, it's the doctor's turn to be a little embarrassed...

He chose the 20 easiest questions, but...the other party answered in such a mess, what should he do? If this kind of thing is judged to be qualified, it will be a fraud, and it is against his 'principle'!

"Give him an a..."

At this time, a man with only the lower half of his face and a suit on his body appeared suddenly from the observation room where a part of the reflective glass was lifted up and said aloud.

"Yes, sir!"

Hearing the voice, the doctor finally stopped struggling, and snatched the answer sheet from the clown's interrogation chair, walked to his seat with a dark face, and began to quickly draw on it.

"..."

"really……"

"I recognize you..."

Seeing the man who couldn't see his face in the observation room, the clown's face was shocked at first, and then quickly changed to a look of understanding.

"Yes……"

"I know you... look at you... you've been hiding in the dark, thinking you're a knight of justice... hehehe... I should have thought of it..."

"Now, tell me, why did you suddenly show that half of your face for me to see? Tell me why..."

Looking at that half of his face, the clown seemed to have realized something.

Thinking about it, it is true that a person personally arrested himself here and ruined his career with one hand, and now, the other party wants to release himself. Regarding this matter, he is not a fool, he always vaguely understands something. something.

But……

It's not easy to break free!

"To mock you!"

A cold voice blurted out, and then the figure in the observation room turned around and left without giving the clown a chance to continue asking questions, leaving only the sound of footsteps that disappeared outside the door and walked further and further away.

The seal is stamped on the document.

"Jack! Congratulations, you're out of the hospital!!"

"By the way, the news of your discharge seems to have been known by your people. Outside the hospital, there is someone waiting to pick you up?!"

Waving the patient's 'recovery' and discharge notice with the hospital's official seal and his signature in his hand, the doctor in a white coat showed a relieved smile and showed off to the clown.

"..."

"Tsk!"

"Interesting! It seems that Gotham City may not be too peaceful now?"

 …

Yes, the clown guessed right...

When he was released, when a certain man in a suit was choosing to release the clown because of the chaos in Gotham City's underground world, the "Men in Black" forces spreading from National City had quietly arrived. Got this city here... Fu Pin Chinese