Chapter 3753

Batman arrived at Arkham Asylum. But this is not quite the same as the Arkham Asylum in his memory.

Although the Arkham Asylum in the main universe looks like a prison, except for the strict security conditions, there are indeed doctors inside, and they are all very professional. All mental patients are receiving correct treatment, and even enjoy better medical resources than mental patients in many other places.

But as soon as Batman stepped into the Arkham Asylum of this universe, he understood that this was not a hospital at all. Even calling it a prison is a bit of an insult to a prison. Batman had only felt this kind of atmosphere in some US military human experimentation bases he had destroyed before.

Everyone wears uniform clothes, expressionless, not smiling, more like professional agents than mental hospital staff. Security robots patrol around the clock, mental patients are nowhere to be seen, and various doctors in white coats, or rather experimental personnel, are coming and going like shuttles.

Although the security is strict, it obviously cannot stop Batman. Especially after he confiscated Jason's headset and those control devices as "surgical fees", these patrolling security robots and cameras and the like are even less worth mentioning.

Batman picked up the headset and operated it, and the security robot in the corridor stopped. After Batman flipped into the corridor, the two robots and the security camera in the corridor were like blind, unable to see such a big living person breaking in at all.

Elliot is willing to invest money, but the idea is wrong. Batman thought in his heart, all-electronic security is not safe at all. No matter how fragile humans are, they are at least large animals, and it will take some effort to solve them. Now that they are all turned into robots, a few Trojan programs can make them look like nothing.

From this, Batman can infer that the Wei En Group falling into Elliot's hands must be a pearl cast into the dark. The situation of the group is probably not very good. He actually wants to run for president, he must have relied on some other forces.

Batman came to the second floor all the way, and before he could start searching, he heard a chaos downstairs. He directly switched the channel of the headset and listened to them talking from the surveillance camera downstairs.

"... I am Special Investigator Jack Napier... buzz... Jonathan Crane... buzz... cooperate with my work..."

Batman came to the side of the patio on the second floor, leaned out a little bit to look down, and then saw a Joker wearing a police uniform.

Batman really felt that his worldview had been impacted. The Joker in their universe also pretended to be a police officer to play those pranks, but his temperament was really far from a real police officer. That police uniform worn on him, it can't be said that people rely on clothes, it can also be said to be a fetish uniform.

But the Joker downstairs is not. Don't look at him still having green hair and red lips, but the police uniform he is wearing is very well-fitting—mainly because it fits his temperament very well. The other party is not the crazy temperament of the Joker at all, but serious, solemn, and even quite righteous.

This led to the person standing downstairs not looking like a Joker wearing a police uniform, but like a Batman wearing Joker makeup. This is much scarier than the four-unlike Laughing one.

Batman's heart skipped a beat. But the other party's reaction was also very fast, suddenly raising his eyes to look at him. Then—

"Bang!"

The gunshot instantly brought a piece of chaos. Everyone downstairs started screaming, and then found a place to hide. Batman was shot in the shoulder, but for a while, he didn't feel any pain.

Mainly because the mental shock was much greater than the physical pain. Batman's feeling now is just two words—absurd!

Why did the Joker shoot at him? Batman really wanted to ask. Even if this lunatic does many things in secret, as long as he meets himself head-on, which time is he not running away with his head in his hands? He even started shooting! Is there any justice? Is there any law?

The key is that Batman has a very strong feeling of being wronged. Under what circumstances would the Joker subconsciously react by shooting after seeing a person wearing a Batman suit?

What exactly did the Batman in the universe where this Joker is located do?

No matter what he did, you can't vent your anger on me, right? I didn't do anything bad. What's the point of you shooting me indiscriminately?

Batman admitted that he was a little angry. Rather than anger, it was more like anger from embarrassment. In fact, he could have avoided this shot, but because the temperament of the Joker downstairs was too bluffing, Batman was startled, so he couldn't avoid it. This made him look like he had a guilty conscience.

What made Batman even more angry was that after this guy saw him, the people downstairs didn't care, the documents didn't show, and he came straight for him. No, whose good Joker jumps on Batman's face?

This Joker really jumped on Batman's face. The moment he went upstairs, "Bang" was another shot. This time it was avoided by Batman, but the other party was unrelenting, raising his gun and wanting to shoot again.

Batman couldn't bear it anymore, directly throwing three Batarangs. The other party rolled and then knelt on one knee, raising his arm, a standard shooting posture was another shot.

"Bang!"

But Batman had already approached him. Taking advantage of the moment the Joker got up, he kicked the gun in his hand away, held the Batarang against his neck, and pressed him against the wall.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing his own tone, Batman was also stunned. Personal emotions are a bit too strong, and it really sounds like an outlaw who attacked the police.

The moment Batman was distracted, he saw the Joker he was pressing smile at him, and then "Bang" punched him in the eye socket. Batman took a step back and covered his eyes, and the other party was another whip kick, directly knocking Batman to the ground.

Batman didn't climb up, because the other party had already picked up the gun and pressed it against his head.

"Are you the Batman of this universe?" he asked.

"No, you are." Batman said lying on the ground. He really felt this way. He had never seen a Joker with such good fighting skills; that whip kick had quite a bit of Arkham Batman's style, and the power was also surprisingly large, obviously trained all year round. If you are not Batman, who is?

"Stubborn resistance." The Joker held the gun against Batman's head with one hand, and dragged Batman's two arms behind his back with the other hand, and then took out handcuffs and skillfully handcuffed him.

Batman felt that he might be the first Batman in the entire multiverse to be handcuffed by the Joker.

But he did not explain his identity. It's good to let the other party think so; if the other party wants to interrogate him, he will inevitably reveal some of his own information. Compared with the old cases of this universe, Batman is more interested in this Joker-man.

Sure enough, the other party dragged him to the room next door. This looks like an empty ward, except that half of it is separated by railings. The Joker threw him in.

"I won't talk nonsense."

The Joker's first sentence exceeded Batman's expectations. Hearing such a sentence suddenly is a bit special, because the Joker often loves to talk nonsense with him the most.

"How did you survive? I saw your hollowed-out corpse in the cold storage."

Batman remained silent. He just wanted to see how this Joker would deal with him.

The Joker walked in, and then directly punched him.

A very Batman-style interrogation method. Batman thought, it's not very unexpected.

But the next second, the Joker directly tore off Batman's hood.

Batman was shocked and speechless. No, buddy, really crazy?!

"You two look very similar, but not exactly the same. Twin brothers? No, that's not right... You are a visitor from another world, right?"

Batman opened his mouth, not knowing where to start for a while. The Joker smiled mockingly, walked outside the railing and said: "Are you shocked that your true identity was exposed? Or should I be like those lunatics, pretending not to know who you are, and playing house games with you for a few rounds?"

Batman adjusted his sitting posture, letting himself face the Joker directly. He thought for a while and said: "No need. After all, in this universe, the helmsman of the Wei En Group is Elliot."

"If you expect me to have any awe for the identity represented by your face, then I'm afraid I will disappoint you, because in my universe, the one who controls the Wei En Group is not you either."

Batman narrowed his eyes slightly, he seemed to know which universe the other party was from.

"Then let's make a long story short." The Joker said, "I found the clues left by Gordon at the police station. Before he died, he had partially found out the truth about the death of the Wei En couple that year, as well as the truth about the death of the Elliot couple. All these cases point to one person, and that is Thomas Elliot."

"That year, after the Elliot couple adopted Bruce Wei En, Thomas Elliot kept looking for various opportunities to stimulate Bruce, finally making him suffer from mental illness, and had to enter Arkham Asylum for treatment."

"But Bruce didn't receive any normal treatment here. Elliot conducted various cruel experiments on him until a few days ago, Bruce Wei En died."

"Just now I saw his corpse in the cold storage. His internal organs were all hollowed out. Although the corpse looks quite real, my intuition tells me he didn't die. If he didn't die, he would definitely try his best to retaliate against Elliot. I have to find him."

"Why?"

"Because if we don't find him, he might be recruited by others. You can't expect a person who has been imprisoned and tortured for so many years to be very normal. He must be full of resentment and anger, and once used by someone with a heart, it will be another trouble."

For these words of the Joker, Batman's evaluation is like hearing immortal music. He has never thought in his life that such ivory could be spit out from the dog's mouth of the Joker's bloody basin—how clear the words are, how clear the logic is, how clear the plan is, how righteous the position is!

More importantly, in the entire 1 minute and 48 seconds of monologue, he didn't discuss any philosophical questions, didn't try to lead the topic to Batman or the Joker once, and didn't even laugh once.

Night Owl, you are confused. Batman couldn't help but think in his heart, if you don't want this Joker, I will take him away. If you feel that you are missing a Joker, I can also give you the one from our universe—it's decided so happily.

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