Jason, who had been shouting the whole time, suddenly fell silent, while Li Zhen jumped up.

"clown?!"

"How can there be a clown?!"

This is not something Li Zhen was taking lightly.

Instead, he has never had a direct encounter with the Joker since he arrived in this world.

Aside from having seen a vaguely similar female Joker in the Flashpoint universe, Li Zhen had even forgotten that such a dangerous figure existed in Gotham City in this universe.

Of course, rationally speaking, Li Zhen's instinctive reaction was also that she didn't want to deal with such a notorious guy.

A chaotic being, much like Batman and Superman, whose various plots have been edited to include a multitude of buffs.

A toad crawling on your foot doesn't bite, it's just annoying.

If the clown could keep himself out of the spotlight for the rest of his life, he naturally wouldn't bother to provoke such an unpredictable madman.

I couldn't continue studying the mother box.

Li Zhen rushed straight to Viman, who was hanging on the wall like a piece of cured meat. She wanted to interrogate him about whether he was still cooperating with the Joker, but seeing his utterly lifeless state, she hesitated for a moment before decisively and humanely destroying the rest of his body. Moments later, Li Zhen, who had returned to Earth through the Shadow Dimension, met Jason, who had just arrived at the scene, at the door of the second-floor cabin where Wilson had been taken.

Rachel used telepathy to tell Lee Jung that the Olympian scepter had left and was no longer causing trouble. Rachel also directly asked Lee Jung, who said that she also knew nothing about the Joker.

After silently nodding, Li Zhen watched as Jason, with extreme brutality, kicked open the second-floor door, which was still bleeding from the crack.

The wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

The corpses lay sprawled on the ground, large-caliber rifle bullets tearing apart every piece of human tissue they touched, bullet holes and bits of flesh scattered on the walls and ceiling.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder was so close together that the two mixed smells could almost be described as fresh.

Even without Jason's professional detective skills, Li Zhen could tell from the remaining details in the room that the Joker had chosen a clever position, and with a sweeping motion from left to right, he killed everyone except Wilson at the door.

Without bothering to preserve the scene, Jason strode over the corpses and pools of blood, found the spot where the Joker had stood, looked back and around, his gaze sweeping over each body.

"He wasn't the leader of this small gang; he was just a nobody whom everyone could boss around."

Jason's gaze swept over the bodies of the first man and woman killed by bullets before he finally spoke, his voice utterly dry.

Li Zhen's gaze followed the direction and immediately saw the messy hair, whose skull had been blown off by a bullet. The unkempt hair flew off along with the scalp and skull, hanging near the door frame like a sponge ball.

Beside the woman with the messy hair was the one who had initially bandaged Wilson in the basement. There was no more room for her third-rate acting skills to shine; after all, the bullet had entered from behind her ear and exited right in the center of her right cheek, leaving half her head disfigured.

"He was so inconspicuous that he could stand openly behind everyone with a gun after Wilson had drawn all the attention."

Jason continued his analysis.

Of course, he wasn't analyzing it for Li Zhen's benefit; it was more like he was talking to himself.

Li Zhen ignored Jason, whose mental state had already skyrocketed. In fact, he had been searching for the Joker's whereabouts in his own way from the very beginning.

The force field sensing spread out from the house almost inch by inch, reaching every grain of soil, every brick and tile, and even the area beneath the house.

After all, the Joker has pulled off similar stunts in the story before.

With complete focus, he analyzed every detail that the field sensor had missed, scanning the surrounding area within a radius of 10,000 feet four or five times in milliseconds.

"How is that possible?"


"How did he leave?"

"After knocking Wilson unconscious with the butt of a gun, he carried him on his shoulder and ran away." Li Zhen smacked her lips, suddenly unsure how to ask the next question.

The Joker probably isn't very strong, right?

Carrying a grown man who weighs over 200 pounds, he ran a distance of 10,000 feet in a single run.

Rachel looked at Li Zhen seriously, her expression clearly a little strange, shaking her head as she recalled.

"For some reason, my soul magic senses couldn't attach a mark to the clown, and after he ran out of the building, my soul senses quickly lost his location."

"I'm not doubting you, Rachel, I just..."

Li Zhen shook her head, and before she could finish speaking, she slammed into the wall and smashed through it.

They flew straight into the air, surveyed the surroundings from an altitude of about 500 meters, and finally returned to their room with a helpless expression.

He spread his hands toward Jason, who was still muttering to himself but was unconsciously casting expectant glances at him.

"Dude, this is your Gotham, I'm really at my wit's end."

After looking around in the sky, Li Zhen almost laughed out of anger.

In the past, during missions on other unfamiliar planets, he had pursued targets skilled at escaping. These included alien civilizations far larger than Gotham City, and races more than fifty times faster than humans.

Li Zhen has been arrested before.

The unique, fear-laden heartbeat alone would naturally reveal the other party's hiding place.

Li Zhen didn't dare to hope for the Joker's heartbeat, but in Gotham's sky, all she could see when she looked down was darkness.

The thick darkness of night was like an impenetrable net, concealing all traces.

Forget about finding traces, even looking at them for too long can cause dizziness.

This was clearly a city that could be easily flattened by the shockwave from his single fall.

But as long as it wasn't destroyed, the whole of Gotham was filled with evil.

Jason abandoned his expectations, squatted down, took out a small transparent plastic bag from his body, and used tweezers to pick something up from the carpet on the floor.

Jason spoke as he held the food in his hands.

"Now we can only hope that the Joker is unaware of Wyman's plans."

"Brother, you're even more self-deceiving than I am." "No, that's possible."

Jason stood up, carefully put the bag away, and then looked at Li Zhen with a very serious tone.

"Bat... that man once told me that the Joker is a guy who cannot be predicted by common sense, and many times the Joker's behavior is not based on any careful consideration or logic."

"He's just interested in a certain phenomenon, and then he just does it naturally."

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