American comics: Something is wrong with this superhero world

Chapter 256: Shaking People (Additional Update)
Bruce narrowed his eyes, looked at the Joker and said, "What else do you have?"

The Joker looked Bruce in the eye without fear and said, "If I tell you everything now, what's the fun in that? You just need to know that what I know is enough to shock the entire Gotham City."

Bruce's expression became more serious: "You are playing with fire, Joker, is it worth it just for a woman? You are so famous, you have a lot of fans who are willing to do it for you."

The Joker showed his signature crazy smile: "Hahahaha~ You didn't have this attitude when Rachel cheated on you. Why are you telling me this now?"

Bruce's expression suddenly turned cold: "In that case, you forced me to do this."

Bruce quickly pulled out a syringe from his pocket, his movements so fast that it was hard to react. Before the Joker could dodge, Bruce had already injected the drug into his neck.

The clown took a few steps back in surprise and touched the injection site: "What is this?"

Bruce replied coldly: "Veritaserum."

The clown's eyes widened, as if he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Bruce approached the Joker, his eyes sharp: "Now tell me, what information do you know? Who is the one who contacted the major superhero companies for you?"

The Joker seemed to be trying hard to resist the effects of the drug. He covered his mouth with his hands, but he obviously wanted to say something. Bruce grabbed the Joker's hands and forced them apart.

"It's useless," Bruce said, looking into the Joker's eyes, "No normal human can resist the effects of truth serum."

The clown's expression was twisted, showing pain and struggle. His lips trembled, as if he was making a final struggle with his own will.

Bruce continued to press: "Go ahead, Joker. Tell me everything you know."

The clown's expression was distorted, and he looked extremely painful. His body was trembling slightly, as if he was fighting a fierce battle with the drugs. Finally, he spoke word by word:

"The information is all with Rachel."

Bruce frowned. This name was really annoying, but Rachel was not a rare name, so it was not surprising to have the same name. So Batman continued to ask, "Which Rachel?"

The Joker continued to utter words with difficulty: "Your ex-girlfriend Rachel who cheated on you"

Bruce was stunned when he heard this. He finally realized that he had been deceived.

"You!" Bruce's face turned red in an instant, burning with anger.

At this moment, the painful expression on the Joker's face suddenly disappeared without a trace. He stood up straight, and his signature weird smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that I am not normal," the clown chuckled, "Hahahaha!"

Bruce stared at the Joker in disbelief and said, "How could you possibly resist the effects of Veritaserum?"

The Joker looked at Bruce with that disturbing smile on his face. He spoke slowly, with a hint of amusement in his voice:
"Oh, Bruce, you're right. It's really painful not to answer. It feels like there are ants crawling in your veins and dancing in your brain."

The Joker paused, his eyes becoming deep: "If it was the old Arthur who faced this kind of pain, he would have succumbed long ago. That poor, weak Arthur."

Bruce frowned, obviously not expecting that answer.

The Joker continued, his voice gradually becoming excited: "But now I am the Joker. This level of pain? " He chuckled, "It only makes me feel pleasure. Pain is my old friend, Bruce. It shaped me, it perfected me. Hahahaha~" "You forced me to do this." Bruce looked at the crazy Joker and realized that he was completely crazy now. It was basically impossible to get information from him, and Harley was not in his hands, so there was no hope for a normal transaction.

The clown raised his eyebrows and showed a curious expression: "Oh? Dear Bruce, do you have any tricks? Just use them, I won't even frown."

Bruce did not answer, but took out a special communicator from his pocket. When the Joker saw the device, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he realized something.

Bruce pressed a button on his communicator and spoke, "Superman, it's me. I need your help."

“???!!!” The Joker was so angry when he saw Bruce Wayne calling for help. How could the King of Gotham always call for help?

On the roof of Wayne Manor, a red and blue figure suddenly appeared. Superman slowly landed.

"You're here quick, Superman," Bruce said.

"Who made me sign a contract with your company? I don't want your scandal to break out and affect the public's perception of me." Superman walked up to Bruce and said, "I just didn't expect you to be so careless in doing things. You always make me pay attention."

"No way, I just met a lunatic." Bruce shrugged and took out a USB flash drive from his pocket: "Here is the Joker's recent movements and a list of people he has come into contact with. Use your super vision and hearing to see who has the information we want."

"It's a small matter," Superman took the USB drive, a blue light flashed in his eyes, "but after it's done..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you unfairly." Bruce waved his hand and took out a few more photos: "By the way, look for these girls, especially Harley Quinn. They were rescued by a superpower."

Superman glanced at the photos and said with a disdainful smile, "They are all young girls, Bruce, your aesthetic taste is not good. Let me tell you, women are like fine wine, the older they are, the more mellow they are."

"Lois is pretty young, isn't she? How about getting you a new one?" Bruce Wayne said sarcastically. "Diversified aesthetics are in fashion these days."

"Forget it. After all, she and I have a foundation of affection, and I don't mind her youth." Superman shook his head, then soared into the air and instantly disappeared into the night sky.

Bruce looked at the direction where Superman flew away, but did not leave. He just drank his wine and calmly enjoyed the night breeze.

Sure enough, less than a minute later, Superman flew back again, and he did not come back alone, but with a person in each hand.

Superman roughly threw the two unconscious men to the ground.

"This guy is the one who keeps evidence for the Joker and is also responsible for contacting other superhero agencies," Superman said coldly.

Bruce raised his eyebrows, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "It seems that you have found the people we want. Just leave them here, someone will come to deal with them later."

Bruce then asked, "So, what about Harley and the other girls? Did you find them?"

Superman shook his head. "No. I haven't found any trace of them. Honestly, I think they're probably dead."

Bruce frowned, obviously not satisfied with the answer: "I don't think so. I guess someone hid them. And you can't find them."

Bruce gave Superman a meaningful look and said, "You haven't told anyone that you can't see through lead, have you?"

Superman's expression instantly became alert. He stared at Bruce, with a hint of danger in his voice: "Of course not. Do you think I'm a fool? How could I tell such a thing to others? But you and your employees didn't leak this news, did you?"

(End of this chapter)