Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

But look at "Lucian"'s reaction to Robin in the Batcave.

Emmmm...more like the Joker than Batman.

He also inherited the Joker's characteristic - he can't be killed.

"Killing Batman will kill the Joker... Try it. If that doesn't work, there's a plan B."

"Superman, keep an eye on them!"

So the god on earth who was hovering over Metropolis descended into Gotham.

"Hey! Baby! Look what I see!" The clown pointed at the blue dot hidden on the roof: "It's the alien next door!"

His tone was exactly like "Look! A shooting star!"

"I guess he must be controlled. The person behind him must be a bald man!" The clown grinned.

Lex Luthor. Lucian heard him continue:

"He wants to watch a show... How can I possibly grant his wish?"

The Joker completely ignored the fact that his foot was still on the accelerator and looked back at the things in the Batmobile.

"A piece of Kryptonite... Hey! I knew there was a plan here!"

"Yeah, with a teammate like Batman, what do we need enemies for?" Lucian also saw the whole piece of green kryptonite that was originally placed in the lead box.

The Joker switched the driving mode to automatic and found the superfine grinder among the mess he had loaded into the Batmobile.

He stuffed the kryptonite and the lead box into it. With a buzzing sound, a handful of krypton-lead mixed powder appeared in front of Lucian.

"Now I need a...bubble machine."

"Are you sure you want to buy now?" Lucian looked at the artillery shells that were decreasing but still continuous.

"I can make one!"

So under Lucien's shocked gaze, the Joker really made a small bubble machine out of the pile of junk.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense - after all, the Joker is good at making all kinds of bombs and mechanisms.

"Honestly, did you expect this?" Lucian asked.

The Joker, wearing a bat suit, laughed loudly: "Because I am Batman."

"Shit!"

The clown then poured the krypton-lead mixture into the bubble machine and cheered after successfully spitting out the first rainbow bubble.

Lucian didn't think that the bubble that could be solved by freezing breath would be of any use to Superman.

But the Joker has his own rhythm, and Lucian's doubts don't work on him.

Later, the Joker made some more improvised bombs and tied them all to "Lucian's" body under Lucian's outrageous but reasonable eyes.

"The safety catch on these little things will fall off if you touch it."

"So? So you really want to blow me to death?" Lucian knew that this was impossible, but couldn't help but complain.

"What I mean is, with these little cuties around, Bruce can only talk big, hahaha!" The Joker said maliciously: "I've been wanting to talk to him for a long time!"

Because Lucian was thin, the bat robe looked dry and awkward when he put on it, and it was obvious at a glance that it didn't fit him well. However, because of the filling of these explosives, each piece of texture was filled out and even bulged.

Making "Lucian" appear even more muscular than Batman himself.

"Gunpowder is my flesh! Madness is my blood! And bones..."

The clown's eyes locked on Lucian, with a cunning look of collusion:

"You are my bones!"

Lucien had to say it.

No wonder the Joker has a Harley Quinn.

They travel south from Wayne Manor, past the Boulevard, over the Grid Bridge to the Upper East Side, through the Fashion District to the Civic District, where they are pursued by the Joker Killer Gang to Old Gotham, then through the Diamond District and Robinson Park to Coventry, and via the Schwartz Bypass to Arkham Asylum.

This famous place is in ruins due to the two attacks of the Joker and the Joker's killer. Many criminals who were originally here are temporarily imprisoned in Blackgate Prison except those who escaped or died.

The entire city's attention is elsewhere, and even the Wayne Group's focus is on whitewashing their big boss.

So this place inevitably fell into ruin.

a mess.

The Batmobile runs much faster than the junk that killed the Joker's gang. After arriving in this area, the Joker stepped on the accelerator and staged a fast and furious show.

Therefore, when he stopped the car, Lucien couldn't even see the exhaust fumes from those cars.

The clown got out of the car with his bubble machine, and after fiddling with it for a while, dreamy bubbles began to rise.

Because of his guess that the Joker was his future self, Lucien had never thought about exchanging with the Joker and becoming the master of his body again. Besides, he also wanted to see how far the Joker could go.

In fact, when he offered to leave the Batcave, it felt like a test.

——He really couldn't get any sense of security from someone who could see through all his thoughts.

Even though the Joker didn't do anything excessive to him.

But being willing to give up your body doesn't mean being willing to let the Joker do anything to your body.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

"Lucian" put one hand into his crotch and turned back to Lucian with a smile:

"You need to pee, boy."

……

Under Lucien's strong protest, the Joker regretfully returned the body to him.

But as soon as Lucien regained consciousness, he felt something was wrong.

——He doesn’t want to pee at all!

Almost in the next second, a heavy hammer hit his head.

Chapter 33 Who is the origin of the Joker?

"Hehe, Bruce, Bruce, my dear Wayne..."

Lucien heard himself say this.

He was surprised to find that although he retained his consciousness, he was still able to control his body freely.

but.

It's like two people driving a horse or driving a car together.

He can take control of the body at any time, and so can the Joker.

Or to put it more vividly.

The clown hid behind him.

The person who had just punched him hard and was now stepping on his chest, preventing them from getting up, was Batman.

"I am guilty, yes I am guilty, the Joker is guilty, but he is innocent."

The clown lay on the ground, pointing at his head and laughing: "He is even so innocent and pitiful, just like a chick that has just hatched from its shell, ignorant and cute."

The rain a few days ago made the soil here soft and sticky, and the mud and water splashed on his face. Lucian smelled the damp earthy smell. He looked up following the Joker's movements and saw Batman through the goggles, who was dressed the same as them.

He thought about it.

The Joker wants to use him to test Batman's bottom line - from every level, Lucian did nothing, he is just a simple, innocent unlucky guy, an ordinary person who was unfortunately parasitized by the Joker.

Yes, the Joker still doesn't believe that Batman will really fall.

Lucien wasn't upset about it, he even cooperated with the Joker - if Batman really attacked innocent people, then it would be obvious that the Laughter had already been born.

What's more, he won't die.

So Lucien struggled to say, with a laugh escaping his lips, "I can't control him... Please."

The clown laughed even more miserably at the tacit understanding between them.

The bat stepped on Lucian's chest, almost squatting, and whispered in his ear with a hoarse and dark voice, almost with certainty:

"You're a clown."

It was like being alone in a quiet space, with the murderer's breath puffing at the back of my head.

This was the first time Lucian had this feeling. He didn't know whether it was excitement or fear, and his scalp was tingling.

"Haha! But that's a matter for the future! What's wrong with you now, dear Bat? You actually want to punish someone who hasn't committed a crime yet!" The Joker used his vocal organs.

He seemed to be Lucian's life mentor, teaching him what to do now, so Lucian told the truth: "I don't know! How could I become this kind of person!"

No matter who they are, the voice changer in the Batsuit makes their voices exactly like Batman's, which is ridiculous.

Batman responded with a powerful punch.

This version of the Batsuit may be too old, or perhaps it's particularly fragile due to wear and tear.

The goggles were shattered, and the yellow-brown, almost golden eyes lit up from the fragments. The clown stared at him intently: "Punching innocent people... Hehehe, you poor imitator!"

"I'm sorry! What did I do wrong?"

One of them plays the good guy and the other plays the bad guy, as if a dual personality is struggling in their body, just like a famous villain in Gotham.

They shared the same vocal organ, but after the voice changer failed as the helmet shattered, two completely different voices emerged, some confused, some hateful, some gentle, some sharp, jagged and intertwined.

"In fact, I've had enough of your tricks." Batman spoke, still gloomy and indifferent, just like the first time he met Lucian, he said:

"I should have killed you long ago, Joker... But it doesn't matter. Now that I have this chance, I will kill him and erase your origin from the timeline."

"You think this could be my origin? Ha!" The clown laughed in astonishment. "You think such an incompetent, cowardly, hesitant, and stupid person is my past?!"

"Of course," Batman continued, "I'm going to kill him right here, and you'll disappear as well."

The Joker stared at him intently, trying to discern something, but Batman's slightly raised lip corner suddenly made him shudder, and he almost couldn't wait:

"Please, please, this is just a little trick to coax children... I thought you would see through it... What was the story I told you before... Oh, right."

The Joker explained with an indescribable look in his eyes, horrified and helpless... He seemed quite afraid that Batman would actually kill Lucien: