Chapter 749

Joker pulled his coat lapels, turned around twice in place, and showed his new clothes to Batman. Leaving aside the bombs, this was indeed a new suit, completely different from the one he performed on stage last time.

But after he finished turning, he found that the scene he expected did not appear at all.

Seeing Joker carrying explosives, Batman would usually retreat immediately, make a tactical defense action, and then shout: "Joker! Stop your evil plan!"

And at this time, Bruce looked up at him. When Joker's gaze met his, both of them were stunned for two seconds at the same time.

Joker looked down at himself, looked up at Bruce, and then looked down at himself again, as if doubting that he had some hallucination.

He let go of his clothes, wiped his nose with his arm, sniffed hard, and said: "No, no, that's not right. You are not Bruce, you are Batman... You are Batman now. I smell that kind of painful taste..."

Joker wrinkled his facial features together, leaned to Bruce's side, smelled hard, and said: "Yes... yes... that kind of taste of fear from a bat, a kind of bloody smell, a kind of stench. I can smell it from two kilometers away. In the whole Cat Getan, no one else will have this taste..."

Suddenly, Joker jumped back and shouted at Bruce with all his might: "Batman! How can you do this?! Why don't you wear your battle suit? Why are you staying at the hospital entrance! Instead of the rooftop of the building?!"

He pulled his coat open again and shouted at Bruce: "Look at me! I got a lot of explosives! Enough to blow half of Cat Getan to the sky!"

Joker waved his arms with spit flying, describing the scene of the mushroom cloud after the explosion to Bruce.

He swallowed his saliva, limped to Bruce's side, put the bomb close to his eyes, and said: "Do you think this is a prop? No! Smell the gunpowder on it. This is a freshly produced, most delicious big bomb!

"

However, Bruce seemed to be completely immersed in his own thoughts. He had been like this since he came out of the hospital. This is a very typical stupor state of trauma re-experience.

Patients with post-traumatic stress disorder will show a very obvious sluggish state when experiencing or associating with a scene that is the same as the trauma experience. Re-experience and stupor are typical manifestations of trauma syndrome.

Bruce, who had just walked out of the hospital, recalled that when he was about to return to the empty Wei En Manor, he felt very resistant, because this reminded him of the day his parents died.

The weather in Cat Getan is very similar every day, gloomy during the day, rainy at night. Although the Wei En couple died on the spot, their remains were still sent to the hospital for autopsy. When young Bruce left the hospital, he sat blankly at the hospital entrance like this.

Because as soon as he thought that he would return to Wei En Manor and face those familiar scenes, there would definitely be two people missing in the scene, and that was his parents.

The passing of relatives is an inevitable life process that must be experienced, but some relatives, even if they have been gone for a long time, the processes of them going to the hospital for hospitalization, rescue, the doctor announcing death, and issuing a death certificate, etc., will still be clearly imprinted in people's minds. Bruce is also like this.

This stress state needs to be relieved by time. However, Joker didn't know what happened at all. He suspected that he had encountered a fake Batman.

He took off his coat, shook it hard, and then crumpled it into a ball, and handed it to Bruce, saying: "Look! Bomb! Read with me, bomb——!

"

"Don't you recognize it anymore? Have you forgotten? The three workers who were blown to death in the chemical plant before, and the repair shop owner who was blown to death by me before, don't you remember?"

Looking at Bruce who had no reaction at all, Joker was full of shock.

He took a deep breath, stood in place, put his hands on his hips, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, jumped excitedly and said: "Oh, I know, it must be the clothes problem. You wait for me for a while!"

After speaking, Joker disappeared "whoosh" into a small alley next to the hospital. Not long after, the sound of a truck sounded. When Joker ran over again, he had already changed into another suit.

"Batman, look, this is the one I often wore before. You should recognize it now, right? It's me, Joker! The world's greatest comedy performance artist, Jack!

"

Joker sniffed hard, swallowed his saliva, and then pulled the corner of his clothes, handed it to Bruce, and said: "Look, there is blood on it... Whose blood was it? I can't remember it a bit."

Then, Joker squatted down, put his face next to Bruce, and looked at him with an expectant look, saying: "Do you remember?"

Bruce moved his head slightly and looked at him, but subsequently, he turned his head back.

Joker pursed his lips, and then lifted his lips, revealing his teeth, appearing a bit ferocious.

He bent down, half-squatted in place, stomped his feet hard, and ran away again. After a while, he changed into the work clothes often worn by truck drivers.

"Now, you should recognize it, right? This is the clothes I wore when we first met! Look at me!"

Joker turned around, waved his hands, and took off his coat and waved it hard in front of Bruce, but Bruce gave him no response.

Finding that this method didn't work, Joker started to use some force. He grabbed Bruce's arm, wanting to pull him away, but Bruce's limbs were a bit stiff, and his reaction was very slow. Joker was so tired that he started panting, and didn't drag Bruce out for ten meters.

But he didn't give up at all, insisting on dragging Bruce to the side of the hospital building.

Bruce was trapped by some terrible scenes in his assumptions, but it didn't mean he had no instinctual reaction. He stood up and walked over following Joker's strength, but as soon as he walked to the side of the hospital, his breathing frequency increased again, and immediately after, he found a step to sit down again.

Joker was so tired that he bent down to support his knees and panted heavily. The messy hair blocked his field of vision, making him unable to see the surrounding environment clearly.

Finding that Batman's state was completely different from what he imagined, Joker suddenly paused, his facial muscles gradually relaxed, revealing a mocking smile.

He took a lighter from his pocket and turned it in his hand, while the other hand was in his trouser pocket, swaying toward Bruce who was sitting on the steps.

He sat down next to Bruce, opened the lighter cover, and said: "Do you know? Batman, human fear of pain is innate. This can break many disguises..."

Saying that, he lit the flame of the lighter and put his finger on the flame. Not long after, he gasped and shook his hand, then smiled and looked at Batman and said: "Actually, I have always wanted to know, will you feel pain, Batman? Let's try it?"

Saying that, he put the lighter under Bruce's fingertips, but Bruce still had no reaction. With a "click", the lighter was closed. Joker pursed his lips, revealing a bored expression and said:

"It seems that our Mr. Bat has finally gone crazy. Ha, I knew it. You have never had any interest in bombs and flames. Well, then please tell me, what are you more interested in?"

Joker and Bruce sat side by side on the steps of a small square on the side of the hospital.

Joker looked up at the flow of people coming and going at the hospital gate and said: "Do you know? People like to spend a lot of time in the hospital. They would rather spend a lot of money to treat physical illnesses than ask themselves why their hearts are so ugly."

"I know, one day, you will be sad, Batman. You treat yourself as a god, but the world doesn't love gods. They only love themselves."

"Do you love them? Batman?" Joker clutched the lighter in his hand and said: "Or, you save them, just because you hope you are a savior, with the ability to save anyone?"

"Well, little bat, you just wait here. I'll go see who made you suffer from such lovesickness." Joker grinned, revealing a terrible smile and said: "I will let him know the consequences of doing so."

Saying that, he stood up, flicked his coat hem gracefully, put the lighter into his pocket, whistled, and left with light steps.

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Half an hour later, in the office on the top floor of the Iceberg Restaurant, Cobblepot took two steps back, pointed at Joker and said: "Don't come over! Take your bombs away, you lunatic!

!"

"Shh..." Joker put a finger close to his lips, making a gesture of silence. He said to Cobblepot: "Don't make a sound, you idiot. I heard Batman's crying. Did you hear it?"

Cobblepot's complexion was darker than the bottom of a pot. He looked at Joker's bombs and felt his legs go a bit soft. He knew something about explosives. The things on Joker's body, added together, could probably blow the entire East District to the sky.

He swallowed his saliva and said: "Jack, go find Batman, don't go crazy here. I don't have time to play those childish games with you. I want to make money."

Joker's right cheek twitched, appearing very fierce. He stared at Cobblepot with cold eyes and said: "You ruined Batman's reputation, making him feel sad. Now he is crazy and has a mental illness that won't get better. You have to pay the price for this!"

Cobblepot heard that Joker's tone was trembling, and some words kept repeating. Obviously, his mental state was not very good.

Cobblepot and Joker were completely different people. He was not crazy at all. He opened a restaurant to do business just to make money.

Seeing Joker take out a lighter from his pocket, he reached out his hand and said: "No! Don't do this! Jack, that report was not published by me. Someone found me and asked me to do it!"

"Who is it? Who asked you to do this?"

"... Schiller." Cobblepot spat out a name.

Joker closed his suit jacket, buttoned it, straightened his tie, and walked out aggressively.

Ten minutes later, he was pressed on the rooftop of a building by Schiller.

Schiller let go. Joker crawled up from the ground. He shouted: "What are you doing?! You obstructive guy, you broke my toy!

!"

"That is not the reason for you to run into Cat Getan University with so many explosives."

Looking at Joker's somewhat crazy eyes, Schiller smiled and said: "Don't you feel curious?"

Joker stared at him silently, and Schiller continued: "Don't you want to know why Batman helps others?"

"Does he do good deeds to help others because he is kind, or because he hopes to get the identity of a savior and hopes to become a perfect god in Cat Getan?"

"Now, he can no longer be a perfect god. There will definitely be people in this city who believe that report. No matter how he clarifies, this will become a permanent stain."

"The name Batman might be linked to infamy forever. He is no longer a figure like Jesus the Son of God. No one will expect him to save anyone anymore. And now, he is feeling painful because of this. Why do you think this is?"

Schiller saw that Joker's eyes gradually brightened. He excitedly accelerated his breathing frequency, a panting sound came from his throat. He swallowed his saliva and said: "Yes, that's right, because... he can't be a perfect god anymore!"

"He should be clear about this point. No matter how he remedies it later, there will definitely be people who don't believe it, and there will definitely be people who revile him, and it will be many people! This will become a hole in the car window glass. No matter how hard the wiper works, this hole will not disappear!"

Joker started to tremble all over with excitement. He said: "He has to leave his favorite dream, leave that illusion where he turns into a god, omniscient and omnipotent, and can save anyone, and return to the cold and pale reality, just like me, just like everyone in Cat Getan!

"

"He can only be the Bruce Wei En he hates most! He has to return to Bruce's life and can no longer escape reality! Hahahahahahahaha!

!

"

Joker laughed and laughed, and laughed out tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes and said:

"God loves the world... God loves the world... He should wake up. God has never loved the world. God only loves his perfect self!"