$483 Joker (More to Come)

In the simple-minded Gotham City, Rorschach's face was also very ugly at this time.

The reason why "also" is used is that there are too many people with ugly faces at this time.

Rorschach met his old friend as he wished, but watched his old friend die in front of him. Such a thing was a complete provocation to him.

It was also an obvious bad joke that could not be more obvious.

He locked the person who joked without hesitation, of course, it was a bit wishful thinking.

But it doesn't matter, he always does this when he does things. When facing former criminals, he doesn't think that the other party will become a normal person one day.

Yes, "normal people" instead of "good people".

Rorschach is very stubborn, and his trial will not be limited by the retroactive period.

People who love to laugh usually don't have bad luck, but now a person who loves to laugh is going to be unlucky!

At best, if you provoke Batman, your limbs will be broken and you will be locked up in a mental hospital, but Rorschach will not abide by the belief of not killing!

Rorschach doesn't care whether he has become a murderer, just like he has never cared whether he is a hero or not!

"When the clown brings smiles, he also brings fear. This guy is too dangerous."

Rorschach stood outside the nightclub that was burned into a sea of ​​fire, holding a nut hammer in his hand, and his eyes hidden under the mask were a little gloomy.

The fear brought by the guy dressed as a clown comes from the fact that the thoughts under the mask are not understood. It is almost inevitable for ordinary people to be afraid of that dress.

Just like Rorschach's own mask, the fear of mystery and the unknown.

If there is any difference between the masked hero and the clown in hiding their faces, there is probably not much difference.

It's just that he felt a more dangerous ominous breath. What does a chaotic and disordered soul want to get from this world?

Because he didn't understand what the bastard wanted, all his actions were very weird.

"Will Diablo like this guy? Maybe not, but Diablo will definitely welcome his presence!"

Rorschach gritted his teeth and muttered to himself. The sirens on the police cars could be heard in the distance.

After an explosion and arson, someone has to come to this place to take a look.

It's just that these guys came a little too quickly this time, far beyond the time limit they usually need.

Although they came after the incident, they had won much more than before. It was like someone called the police in advance.

Of course Diablo would not like a guy like the Joker.

Although he can bring endless fear, fear itself is dissatisfied with such a guy, and even afraid of him.

Because the Joker himself lacks fear!

If there is anyone who can be regarded as Diablo's innate nemesis, the Joker is definitely one of them!

Unlike Bulkaso and Constantine, who lost their fear because they lost part of their souls, the Joker himself regards everything as a laughing stock.

How can such a thing be fearful? Fear of loss? Or fear of others dying because of his jokes?

Rorschach put away his weapon. He wanted to meet someone now.

A barbarian who would definitely be loved by Diablo!

Bruce Wayne!

A hero who intends to merge himself with fear, with a bottom line and justice in mind.

To be honest, Kolik has always been worried that Wayne would be corrupted by fear at some point, and even gave the legendary Fear Cast Iron to the other party, just to remind Wayne at any time that fear should be used to forge his own will.

But will this really work? Rorschach expressed doubts about this.

Just after Rorschach tightened his windbreaker and left the scene, a clown slowly walked out of the sea of ​​fire, and he just looked at Rorschach's back.

Yes, the clown himself is here, always here!

Although Rorschach had broken one of his mechanical substitutes before, the clown has been watching Rorschach's performance.

He even watched the guy, the Comedian, die in front of Rorschach, and the pattern on Rorschach's face solidified and no longer changed at that moment.

Nothing makes him happier than watching other people's jokes. If there is, it is watching his own jokes.

His own jokes are always being played out, and the world is trying to make this guy laugh every moment.

"Why didn't you laugh? Or were you already laughing at that time, and the pattern on the mask is what you look like when you laugh?"

The clown tilted his head and grinned, and the flames approached him little by little.

He muttered as if he was unaware, and his tone was like telling a joke.

But the clown himself seemed to be caught in some kind of thinking, standing there with a smile on his face.

Then the smile that showed tension all the time gradually converged.

"Laugh! You should laugh! How funny this world is! Heroes and villains are intertwined, so when the play in which a villain is the hero ends, will anyone laugh out loud?"

The clown's inner expression is completely invisible on his appearance.

His bright white skin and torn mouth corners make him never show a normal expression at any time, except for a smile.

The clown's soliloquy seems very neurotic.

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"Ha! Haha! Hahaha! xia! Drink! Haha... What a lovable tribe! They even smile when fighting.

Even when they were fighting, they were smiling, and even when they were killing others and being killed by others, they were laughing.

I really like you more and more, savages. "

The clown continued to mutter to himself, and then casually put out the fire that had just ignited his trousers.

The exaggerated movements have the physical expressiveness of a stage play.

The front end of his brown leather shoes poked the ground, and his walking posture was a bit hunched, with his shoulders hunched, making him look much thinner than he actually looked.

After extinguishing the flames on his feet, his cuffs were also set on fire.

The clown waved his arms randomly, as if to stay away from his hand.

It's like the hands and body have completely different brains.

But at a certain moment, the hand that was on fire stopped, as if the hand was locked in that position by space.

His body trembled except for the burning hand, as if enduring burning pain. The hand that should have been feeling severe pain didn't move!

He trembled and used his good hand to take out a crumpled cigar from his chest pocket and put it into his mouth. Then he carefully controlled his head and slowly approached the frozen, burning hand. .

Take a deep breath!

It was a clown performance that was excellent even in a circus. The paint on his face was dripping with sweat due to the high temperature.

It was unclear whether his sweating was due to pain or the heat.

However, after the white paint disappeared, his complexion was still as pale as ever!

The police car was parked outside the nightclub and the fire truck was also in place. But no one got out of the car, they were all afraid!

Afraid of the indifferent guy in front of me!

They saw that figure from a long distance away! They began to be afraid even though they were far away!

That guy is so recognisable, everyone living in Gotham City knows he exists!

That kind of fear from the heart made everyone start to tremble involuntarily.

In the police car sat a very famous police chief, Gordon.

The moment Commissioner Gordon saw the Joker, his heart skipped a beat.

Then he forced himself to get out of the police car, planning to face the underground king of Gotham City head-on!

Also the king of the underground, the Kingpin of New York is completely different from the clown in front of him.

It's not the difference between means and territory, but the feeling of fear!

Everyone would stay safe by avoiding Kingpin, who was not so bored that he would kill for fun like a low-life pervert.

But no one knows if they'll be part of one of the Joker's jokes.

"Joker, you're under arrest!"

Director Gordon himself didn't even notice that his voice was trembling when he said this again.

He didn't care that after he got out of the car, none of the police officers or firefighters got out of the car with him.

Gordon insisted on facing the guy in front of him, because it looked like the clown was just standing there alone.

No matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be so scary, but looking at the clown in the sea of ​​​​fire, the fear that is even more intense than before is like dense army ants gnawing at his flesh and blood!

It's as if it's not the Joker who's in the fire, but Gordon!

"What?? Why are you so serious? Aren't my performances and jokes funny?"

The Joker tried to extinguish the flames on his cuffs, but the flames became too much to contain as he lit his cigar.

The clown's movements are somewhat hectic, just like a real clown.

His calm and questioning tone combined with his panicked ear movements revealed a strong sense of humor.

But still no one laughed.

"Well, I really hate you humorless guys! But, firemen! Are you blind! Can't you see that I'm on fire!?"

The clown gave up making fun of the boring guys and shouted loudly.

Like a normal person caught in a sea of ​​fire.

All he had to do was complain loudly while receiving rescue, saying that the taxes he paid did not allow these guys to treat him like this.

Because the firefighters neither put out the fire nor saved him.

"I'm reminded of a joke. If your wife and daughter were caught in a fire together, would you save your wife or your daughter first? Director Gordon, which is not funny at all?"

The clown's voice was teasing, but his body movements became more and more intense.

The attempt to extinguish the flames on his cuffs was unsuccessful, but instead the hem of his clothes was set alight.

But he was still telling jokes.

Director Gordon felt something click in his heart, and the fear escalated again.

"Huh? It seems you don't understand at all. But it doesn't matter, I will tell all of you. Ahem!" The clown cleared his throat, his voice still calm. His movements were as panicked as before.

"Put out the fires first! You idiots! Do you really want to hear me complain about the taxes I pay? Assholes!"

The clown roared loudly.

The firefighters finally stepped off the fire truck as if they were waking up from a dream.

I started to operate tools such as water pipes.

The clown froze in place again.

"This joke seems pretty good? Should I applaud?"

The clown muttered to himself, raising his hands and clapping them in front of him.

There was a series of solitary applause.

The water column also fell from the sky at this time, pouring on the clown's body.

A clown performance came to an end. The clown smiled and walked out of the fire scene that was being controlled and walked to Commissioner Gordon's side.

Then he stretched out his hands.

He nodded and bowed, looking a little flattering and disgusting.

Director Gordon's heart skipped a beat and he was a little dazed.

Then the Joker naturally took off the handcuffs from Commissioner Gordon's waist and put them on his hands.

Then, as if he had received a pair of expensive silver bracelets, he raised his hands in front of him and looked at them. The movements are very exaggerated. Even if a vain girl gets her beloved precious bracelet, her performance will not be as exaggerated as the clown in front of her. It is full of funny artistic sense.

Director Gordon felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Today, the Joker was taken into custody by ordinary police officers.

This seems like the first time they've caught the Joker without any superhero help, even though it looks like the Joker chose to surrender.

Commissioner Gordon was very uneasy sitting in the same police car with the Joker, ready to resist at any time.

Although he has long known that the clown's physical fitness is not much different from that of ordinary people, he is still afraid.

"Don't be so serious, Commissioner Gordon. Smile."

The Joker said this to Commissioner Gordon while sitting in the car. Although Director Gordon felt that he should not smile at this time, he still smiled reluctantly.

Then the clown straightened up.

At this moment, Director Gordon felt that his heart stopped for a moment!

"I have a serious question to ask you. What do you think I did to get you into custody because of my drunkenness? Is it the crime of selfless performance in the fire? Or is it because I couldn't help but laugh when I saw Commissioner Gordon? crime?

Or am I ‘guilty’ because I didn’t call the police in time, causing my property to be burned down? "

The Joker's series of questions sounded a little funny, but they made Commissioner Gordon break into a cold sweat in an instant.

The call to the police was not made by Rorschach!

It was the clown in front of me who called the police!

The clown introduced himself on the phone and said his nightclub was on fire.

Commissioner Gordon came to this place in person out of nervousness about the Joker.

And then caught the victim who called the police?

Damn it!

At this time, Commissioner Gordon just wants to turn on the bat light and find Batman!

What to do in this situation? No one has taught him before!

Shoot the clown thirteen times in the back and then tell the public that the clown committed suicide?

This method seems inappropriate.

Because he was not sure whether it was the clown or himself who fell to the ground and was announced to have committed suicide.

"Crack!"

Commissioner Gordon was alerted. He lowered his head following the sound and saw that his wrist was clasped by the Joker and his.

He didn't even think about how the clown opened the handcuffs, nor did he think about why the clown did this.

This look looks like the wise and powerful Commissioner Gordon has caught a clown with a low eyebrow and a flattering posture.

At this moment, Director Gordon actually felt a false sense of satisfaction in his heart, as if he had really become a hero.