Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 843 The clown had no bad intentions.

A dejected Dick returned to the Batcave, surprising even the Master. Alfred couldn't help but wipe his glasses; he clearly remembered leaving as the young master!
"Take off Ah Fu and prepare a set of clothes for her. I need to conduct a thorough full-body examination on her," Bruce said in an ambiguous tone. Clearly, he not only recognized Dick but also confirmed his identity.

In English, "he" and "she" are pronounced differently, so Dick was dumbfounded. Had he suddenly become "she"?!

Whether it was shock at Bruce accepting her gender transition so quickly, or something else, Dick followed Alfred blankly as they left to shower and change.

Dick, who wasn't yet the womanizer he would become, took a longer shower than usual. When he came out, his expression was a bit complicated, as if he were a college student who had said last night that if he turned into a woman, he would let his brothers have some fun, and his wish came true the next morning!

But Dick still refused the women's clothes that Alfred brought, because it was her last shred of dignity.

After a full examination, Bruce came to the conclusion that she was a woman.

"What on earth happened?!" Bruce could tell whether his adopted son was a boy or a girl, so he said in a deep voice.

While Dick was recounting the events, Bruce had already accessed the surveillance video in Catwoman's house using his own privileges. That's right, Bruce had not only found Catwoman's house long ago, but had also secretly installed a full pound and a half of surveillance equipment, which was quite comprehensive, from video and audio to life detection. However, out of respect, he usually wouldn't open it; all the data was stored in a specific area and would only be opened when necessary.

As for when it's necessary, it's definitely not when there's a tissue in front of you, one hand holding a mouse, and the other holding a cup upside down.

This was clearly no ordinary incident, so Bruce decisively turned on the video and started fast-forwarding. He quickly found his target: an orange cat that called itself a god.

The DC Universe has a unique characteristic: if the Marvel Universe is a concentration camp of political correctness, then the DC Universe is animal rights. So even someone as dark as Batman doesn't have the idea of ​​directly capturing the other party and locking them up in a special prison, let alone eliminating the threat.

The main reasons for not killing the cat are, firstly, the other party has not caused any harm, and secondly, even if the old man is heartless, he would not be so extreme in the face of a fat orange cat that eats twelve cans of food a day. Therefore, Bruce plans to test the waters first before taking a targeted approach.

Given the changes in Catwoman and Dick, Bruce wouldn't be foolish enough to directly confront an orange cat with unknown abilities.

But just as Bruce was getting the cat toy company and cat food factory acquired, the beloved Joker missed him, so he kidnapped a large group of powerful figures, including the mayor, and demanded that the beloved Batman come to see him, or he would send these deserving people to hell.

From a certain perspective, the Joker wasn't wrong; in fact, it had a bit of a "punishing evil and promoting good" feel to it. After all, Gotham is a hellish place, and those in the know understand—if every one of these powerful figures were executed, it would definitely be a meritorious act.
However, Bruce couldn't break the ironclad rules he set for himself, not even himself, so he immediately put down his work and prepared to leave.

"I'll go with you!" Dick got dressed, rolled off the machine, and almost tripped and fell flat on his face because of the shift in his center of gravity.

Bruce felt a headache coming on. Dick was indeed a good helper, but that was before; now...
"Go keep an eye on that cat, just in case it causes any trouble, and also find a way to turn back." Bruce's words made Dick fall silent. She finally nodded, then froze, because she didn't have a suitable suit. She definitely couldn't wear her old Robin suit anymore, since she refused to cover her snow-capped peaks. Therefore, the suit had to be very form-fitting; otherwise, not only would the friction cause chafing, but the violent jumping would also cause muscle strain. After all, besides her eye-catching pert buttocks, Dick's pectoral muscles were also somewhat exaggerated.

Fortunately, the Batcave has excellent facilities, and with Alfred's help, the new suit will be completed in no time. She can also use this time to familiarize herself with the changes in her body.

The Bat Family is known for its flexibility and adaptability, especially Dick, who comes from a circus background. She is incredibly agile and therefore more sensitive to changes in her body. So she needs to be familiar with shifts in her center of gravity, muscle activation, joint flexibility, and so on.

Ignoring Dick's fidgeting, looking at the snow-capped mountains and canyons, Batman stepped on the gas and sped towards the banquet venue.

While being extremely insane, the Joker also possesses an extraordinary ability to manipulate others. Even though a lot of his men die each time, some killed by others and some by him, he is never short of manpower.

These gunmen wearing clown masks seemed to be infected by the clown's spirit, or perhaps they released their true selves after putting on the mask. Their actions and tones were as exaggerated as they could possibly be, yet they performed no differently from clumsy imitators. No wonder the clown kills so easily; it would be strange if he didn't want to kill these incongruous imitators.

However, the Joker is in a good mood today because he has made an appointment with his dear Batman. The two are about to engage in a fierce clash of spirit and flesh, and perhaps Batman will be happy about it and eventually laugh heartily with him. After all, the world is so bad, why be so serious?

In a way, the Joker didn't really have any bad intentions. He just saw through the world and understood people and things. Since the world was already as terrible as hell, what was wrong with making a few hellish jokes? Since everyone was destined to go to hell, what was wrong with going sooner?
In the Joker's view, Batman also sees all this clearly, only he is even more insane because he stubbornly believes that he is a normal person and can save the city.

Saving Gotham?! You think you're not crazy?!
This is exactly what the Joker can't bear to see, so he desperately wants Batman to let go of everything and become as happy as him. As for what means to use, it doesn't matter at all; no one can stop his game with Batman.

Such a big event naturally attracted television coverage, and they were even able to broadcast the scene in the banquet hall live, because the Joker didn't kill those people and even waved to the camera.

While enjoying the food and watching TV, Yan Xu's attention was quickly drawn to something else.

When talking about Gotham, one can't help but mention Batman, and when talking about Batman, one can't help but mention the Joker. So Yan Xu put down his plate and decided to join in the fun. Perhaps talking to the two of them would help his body recover.

However, Yan Xu arrived a little late, because Batman had already been tied to a pillar with a bomb and hostages by the Joker.

Of course, everyone knew it was meaningless, just a little fun between the two of them, so the Joker didn't even bother to search them, ignoring the gleaming batarangs stuck in the ground.

(End of this chapter)