American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 421 Joker

"Is that so?"

Listening to Victor's story, Carmine narrowed his eyes, and his cloudy eyes were slightly narrowed by the pressure of his eyelids.

He squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then smiled.

"Without experience, ah, such people should be called a mob in any industry.

But it was this group of rabble that achieved a nearly perfect execution result in their first action.

It stands to reason that when they have carried out their crime perfectly, they have surpassed 95 percent of their peers in the profession of bank robbery.

But after the operation was successful, they died together. "

Carmine put the kettle down, an interested look on his face.

He just went to the sofa and sat down calmly, putting his hands on his legs and said.

“Victor, what kind of person would choose to lead a group of new people to do something?

A confident person.

The leader of this criminal plan is a very confident man. He is extremely sure that his plan can be successfully carried out by a group of newcomers.

What kind of person would be willing to overturn a criminal plan that had been perfectly executed and throw away the results of that plan?

Someone with big goals!"

At this point, Carmine showed a determined expression on his face, and his index finger gently tapped his thigh.

“We don’t know yet who this person…or group of people are.

But we don't need to know too much, and there is no need to be anxious, because he will surface on his own initiative.

Do you know what I saw in the information you brought me?

Dark alleys, messy corpses, and coins scattered all over the sky.

What you see is a fog, but what I see is a scene in a drama.

Gotham has always been a stage for madmen. You and I were once part of the madmen, and even now we are still madmen.

Well, the same goes for him, the people who made all this are no different from us.

I think, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow night.

While the people of Gotham have not yet had time to forget what happened early this morning, he will continue to take action to help us consolidate our memory of him.

There is now one more person vying for the spotlight on this stage.”

At this point, Carmine handed the tablet in Victor's direction.

Victor took the tablet and turned it off, then nodded to Carmine.

"Carmine, your senses are still sharp. I can't help but recall the past."

"You must not recall it, because this place no longer belongs to me.

Now, I belong to this city again!
Just like the short folk songs that Gotham residents occasionally recite, they want to escape from this crazy city all the time, but the real Gotham residents will always come back at the right time no matter how long they have been away.

The kids from Tang and Bruce's family, as well as the kids from Luther's group, got together and focused on the colorful things that were farther away from this city.

Then, this city can only be guarded by us old Gotham people during the day.

Fortunately, Tang still remembers his identity, and Gotham's night is still in the hands of him, the new king of Gotham.

Come with me to the manor later. Even if Downton has to leave here when the sun rises, we should let him know that he has a new challenger!"

At this point, Carmine made his decision and drove to the manor with Victor.

When the two of them arrived, most of the people in the manor were still asleep. Only Lex and Bruce were working in the experiment, constantly debugging the intelligent robot that had just been put into production last night.

In the laboratory, looking at the twenty-six intelligent battle armors around him, Tony took a deep breath, then rubbed his eyes and said.

“The efficiency is much faster than I thought, worthy of being your laboratory.

The scientific research potential of the Wayne Group and the Luther Group really makes me shocked.

What you said before was a bit too modest. The technological background of your laboratory is no less than that of mine.

I really have nothing better than you, except Jarvis."

"less talking, more working."

Bruce interrupted Tony without even looking up.

Looking at Bruce's face full of concentration, Tony shook his head in amusement and responded.

"Yes, yes, that's what Batman said, no wonder you can never make friends in your world.

You know, in a lot of anthologies, the fact that you're alone is a running gag.

Whenever an event ends and other heroes gather together for a party, you are always the forgotten one and no one is willing to invite you to the party.

Okay, maybe you don’t like that kind of party yourself, but not liking it is not liking it, and not being liked is not being liked.

You can be really annoying sometimes, especially when you don't even want to joke with us."

After complaining, Tony closed his eyes tiredly and took two deep breaths.

After a sleepless night, he was really a little tired.

A dozen years ago, Tony wasn't so easily tired. He was a real playboy back then.

Even though Tony is busy with his scientific research in the laboratory every day, he will not miss the evening time.

Every night, he has to sweat at least a few pounds on different women.

But that was in the past. Now even his beard is turning white, isn’t it?
What's more, when he was kidnapped a while ago, he really experienced the true feeling of fatigue in that damn cave.

Just like the first thing he did after escaping was to eat some burgers.

After experiencing such fatigue, he really didn't want to be that tired again.

But in the final analysis, hey, didn't he still find a new desire?

He needs the attention and love of New Yorkers and people all over the world.

Even if those people don't love him, he will let his needs catch up with himself and keep working hard.

Who told him to be a mean person? Why does he want to be a hero when he can do something else?

Are Playboy cover girls no longer popular, or have all the women in Hollywood played around?
Why do I have to be a hero?
Thinking of this, Tony snorted with disdain at himself in his heart, and then continued to devote himself to the work at hand.

You can never have too many intelligent battle armors. If we make one more now, we may be able to suppress one more battlefield in the next battle against Hydra.

Tony seemed to be tired but still trying his best to ensure the quality of his work.

Lex, who was not far away, took out an injection from the table nearby and threw it towards Tony from a distance.

"Take this, a non-toxic version that helps you stay excited while also providing you with some nutrients."

"Huh, you think I need this?
Although my body is not as good as Batman's, I am Iron Man after all. I am a superhero, a superhero who has practiced boxing for a long time!
You should use that refreshing potion yourself, you are the only one who needs it!"

"Ha ha……"

Facing Tony's teasing, Lex sneered and picked up another injection and pushed it into his vein.

As the medicine entered his body, Lex shuddered and his eyes immediately lit up.

Just as Lex was encouraging himself, the door of the laboratory slowly opened.

Although there were two rooms between them, Lex and the other two immediately looked towards the door through the glass.

Victor grinned at the three people's gazes.

“You two always wake up earlier than them, even Freud doesn’t… huh?

Interesting, you have one more guy, was he recruited yesterday?"

“It’s just cooperation for now.”

Lex responded to Victor, then looked at the old man with his hands hanging silently behind Victor. After observing the old man, he immediately looked at Bruce.

"Bruce, that guy is Falcone, right?"

"indeed."

Bruce agreed and then lowered his head to continue his work.

While they were working, Victor and Carmine passed through the rooms that stood between them and arrived at the assembly center of the smart armor.

Looking at the armors being debugged by Tony, which were performing various movements smoothly, Carmine murmured with emotion.

“Time flies by so fast.

A month ago, I was still complacent about the few nuclear bombs I had in stock, thinking I had enough cards to overturn the table.

But just one month later, when I was still playing with nuclear weapons and regarded RPGs as good things, you had already started to make mechas!"

At this point, the look of emotion on Carmine's face deepened.

"If I had these things you guys were using, I might have been able to take care of the Court of Owls on my own!"

"What you can't do, Tang has already done, why are you reminiscing about the past?
Carmine, you didn't come here to greet us, did you?

Tell me why you're here. As long as you're not asking me for the Iron Man armor, I don't mind chatting with you for a while.

The number of armors is far from enough, and I can't spare any extra to equip our gang for you, do you understand?"

"Haha, I understand, I understand very well.

To be honest, I didn't even know you were manufacturing armor on a large scale before I came here.

Your words are actually a pleasant surprise, because at least I know that once you have redundant armors, the Ghost Party will also be able to get armor support.

The new era is really great. I wonder if this kind of armor can help an old guy like me regain some youthful feeling."

Carmine laughed with emotion, and while laughing, he tried to put his hand on the chest of a battle armor.

Feeling the cold temperature of the armor, Carmine pursed his lips excitedly.

He really felt that he had suddenly become several years younger.

On the side, looking at the excited Carmine, Bruce pursed his lips and asked in a cold voice.

"You haven't told me why you're here."

"Yeah, I know I didn't say that, you don't have to remind me, Bruce.

I came looking for Don, but he was clearly still asleep, and I couldn't pull him off my daughter even though he was sleeping in the same bed with her.

I came a little early. Apart from the maids, you are the only ones awake in the manor.

So, I can only come to your place to take a look around. After all, at my age now, it is not suitable for me to do things like teasing maids. "

"Let's get down to business!" Bruce suddenly interrupted Carmine's small talk.

Hearing this, Carmine nodded slightly, then he and Victor found two stools on the lower left.

After sitting down, Carmine said softly.

"There's a little surprise in Gotham. A group of guys who want to challenge the new king have stood up and started to announce their presence in the city.

I know that there is no need for Tang to hear about small characters like them who are only worthy of competing with me and disturb his fun.

But no matter what, this is Tang's city, I have to tell him."

After he finished speaking, Carmine turned his head and looked out the window. Through the rolling grassland, his eyes fell in the direction of Downton.

After all, I found a good home for my daughter.

While Carmine was staring, Bruce frowned and asked him softly.

"Crime has reappeared in Gotham. Do you know who did it?"

“I don’t know, and I don’t need to know, because although I haven’t met the person who led this incident, I have seen his character.

That is definitely a top-notch performing personality.

I have experienced what it's like to be in a tough situation, and I am now more prepared to face the challenges of new people, haha!"

Carmine chuckled.

While he was smiling, a cell phone suddenly vibrated not far away.

Bruce took out his cell phone, took a look at it, and answered it.

As soon as the call was connected, the voice of Sheriff Gordon came from the other end of the line.

"Bruce, I'm glad you're still awake."

"I'm glad to hear from you, too, Chief Gordon."

"Then it's a little too early for you to be happy."

Gordon responded to Bruce, while holding the phone and looking at the body in front of him.

At this moment, he was squatting in front of the corpse with a phone in one hand and the other hand pressing on a card on the corpse's chest.

"Two of my men died, Bruce, they were both police academy students I had just recruited.

The city of Gotham has changed a lot. The old police are not very useful, so I replaced them with some newcomers, some young, passionate, energetic, and uncorrupted newcomers.

But two died today.”

Having said that, Gordon picked up the card on the corpse's chest and placed the blood-stained card under the rising sun.

It was a poker card dripping with blood, and on the card was... the Joker!
Somehow, Gordon always felt that he saw the clown's bloody and crazy smile in the Joker card.

So he instinctively took a breath and said to Bruce.

“You probably already know about the bank robbery that happened last night.

There are new discoveries in that case.

In addition to the homeless man who died on the street while robbing money, two of the six robbers had the clown pattern from playing cards tattooed on their shoulders and necks.

As for my men who just died, they followed the dead robbers' interpersonal relationships and searched the robbers' respective homes.

The result is what happened now. There are two dead bodies of young men lying in front of me, and I guess there are a few more bodies like this in other parts of Gotham!
Of course, there is a delicate Joker card on the chest of every dead police officer!"

"I see!"

Hearing this, Bruce quickly said to Gordon.

"Don't continue investigating because I know who committed the crime!

That's a troublesome guy. I'll send someone to wake Donton up later. I hope I won't arouse his anger."

Bruce quickly hung up the phone, and then spoke to Lex and Tony in front of Carmine.

"Did you all hear that?"

"I heard it, the clown is coming, damn it!"

Tony rubbed his face tiredly.

"He came at a really bad time. You guys are going to be in a bit of trouble. That's the Joker, your lifelong enemy!"

“Yeah, the Joker, I was just reading his comics yesterday and he pops out of town today?
It's just... I always feel like something is not right.

After all, it was Bruce and Clark who were constantly toyed with by the Joker.

But there is Downton in this city!

How dare the clown! "

Lex couldn't help but sigh.

(End of this chapter)