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

Nightwing remained certain.

"Well, after all, we don't have the energy to look for him anymore." Red Robin sighed.

"I've spent the longest time with Lucian among us," Nightwing said. "These actions may be voluntary, but they are not in line with his character."

"Perhaps Lucian was influenced by others, or perhaps he just fanned the flames." Nightwing took a deep breath. "To restore the current security in Gotham, suppressing and killing the Joker Gang is undoubtedly the most effective way... We also know that the hidden spiritual leader of this gang is Lucian."

"His act of killing the Joker attracted a lot of support from the crowd...but the problem is that the gang is now led by Luthor, and it's difficult for him to gain control through simple actions and charisma."

"So it makes sense that he'd pretend to be the Joker to lead the gang...even though he killed Reuben."

"I don't think he killed Reuben." The silent Red Hood expressed his opinion: "Reuben's head was severed from his body by a violent tear... This would require at least 337 pounds. Obviously, this is not a strength he can achieve... unless he gets Bane Venom."

Red Robin nodded slightly, acknowledging this statement.

"...I have a guess." Nightwing said: "According to Little D, Lucian left the Batcave because he was controlled by the Joker... Although it is possible that the Joker was resurrected in his body, from the Joker's words in the Batmobile, we can see that Lucian's existence has not been erased."

"There's a chance he can regain control of his body."

"But whether it's the Joker or Lucian who's in control of the body, the power he possesses is still too small, and the few advantages he has can be exploited by Batman."

He took a deep breath and said, "Speaking of this, I have had an idea for the past two days."

"About Batman." Nightwing looked at his two younger brothers, then at the Batcomputer that was blocking the signal and performing self-tests.

"Batman's strength lies in his intelligence network and home field advantage... Even if we change the keys and authentication of the Batcave and even change the underlying code, I still think he can easily use these things."

"So I suggest..." Nightwing paused, then continued, "Use the Batcomputer to release a large amount of false information, deactivate the Batcave, and paralyze all Bat technology."

"Although this will temporarily put us on the defensive, it is undoubtedly the best way to reduce the threat posed by Batman... What do you think?"

This is undoubtedly a way of hurting the enemy eight hundred times and yourself a thousand times, but if Batman stands on the opposite side, the Batboys always understand the harm he can cause, so - they have such courage.

After Nightwing left, Red Robin said to Red Hood, "I think we should still be wary of Lucian."

Red Hood shrugged and said nothing.

Chapter 44 Good People Deserve to Be Pointed at Guns

"The Joker reappeared last night..."

This was the temporary meeting place for the Killing Clown Gang, located in a rare and respectable conference room in the Boreiley District. Sitting at the head of the table was a middle-aged man with one eye bandaged. He spoke:

"We have to work with Batman... At least we shouldn't target him anymore. Our goal is still to kill the Joker."

The man on the left scoffed, "The Joker was already dead. How can you be sure that the one still alive is the real Joker?"

"Didn't you see the clown lights? Didn't you see how Reuben died?!" The middle-aged man opened his still-blind eyes wide and said:

"I've said it before! We shouldn't target Batman! He's not an obstacle to us at all! Look, look... Now that the Joker has resurrected, the first person he committed was Reuben from our gang. I think we shouldn't call ourselves the Killing Joker Gang anymore, we should call ourselves the Killed by Joker Gang!"

Under his glare, the man still refuted unwillingly: "Isn't Batman wrong? Why didn't he kill the Joker... We all know he is a hero, and we won't blame him..."

The blind man cursed: "You heartless bastard! Batman is a good guy! Do good guys deserve to be pointed at guns?!"

……

People quieted down.

"I know some of you took money... I know who paid you." The blind man sighed, "But that's not how it works... It doesn't mean we have to obey or work with whoever we take money from."

He glanced at the crowd with different expressions: "What I mean is... we can't keep suppressing Batman. What if he can't hold on?"

People thought he would say: Follow your conscience, let Gotham solve its problems, support Batman... Their expressions were also ready to look disdainful as they waited for him to finish.

But the blind man said earnestly: "If Batman can't hold on... no one will give us the money."

"We need to slow him down, and then tell the people who are paying us that there's a lot of resistance... that way they'll give us more money."

"And you idiots, how can you be satisfied with so much money?" The blind man sneered, "Do you all have Metropolitan blood?"

Most of the members of the Killing Clown Gang were residents of the Borile District. People living in such a poor place could not be kind-hearted fools who were bullied... They were even more greedy, especially after gaining power. They were like leeches, sucking the blood of any creature they could come across.

This is Gotham, and Batman's behavior that has remained the same for ten years cannot move anyone.

"Good people deserve to be pointed at guns!"

……

Lucian heard their words and fell silent for a moment.

These are a group of villains, their pitiful experiences and flawed appearance are just a cover-up.

The so-called ideas and spirit are just exquisite outer garments.

"Friends." But Lucien still opened the door, met the gazes, and said:

"I once killed the Joker... Even though he's resurrected now, I'm still confident I can kill him again."

"You are..." The blind man narrowed his eyes, quickly recognizing him. He put on a warm smile and quickly walked from the main seat to the man. "So it's Mr. Lucian. We still remember your heroic feat of killing the clown."

"Jace told us your story, and Julie recorded the footage. We've watched it over and over again!"

Lucian showed a resolute expression: "So after hearing that the Joker was resurrected, I found you immediately... I have a way to kill him again, but I need your help."

The others at the conference table were whispering to each other and looking at him with disdain.

This should be the most classic plot of pretending to be cool and then getting slapped in the face, but the person who was originally sitting on the lower left and questioning the blind man came forward with the same enthusiasm:

"Of course we will assist you." He said righteously: "This is exactly our ideal!"

Under their enthusiasm, Lucian took the main seat, the blind man sat in the lower left position, and the lower left man simply stood behind Lucian.

"In that case, let me be frank. First of all, we should show up in Gotham as little as possible and not use our status as the Joker killers to commit crimes... This might attract the Joker."

This will maintain the gang and ensure basic order in Gotham.

"Secondly, we have to look for the clown." Lucian looked at the blind man: "This..."

"Gerald, Gerald James." Gerald said hurriedly.

"Okay, Gerald, I want you to help me divide the gang's young and strong men into several groups according to the proportion, and send them to Gotham's Upper City, Midtown, Downtown, as well as Narrow Island and Cape Triangle to search for the Joker's traces." (Narrow Island is where Arkham is located)

By dispersing their power, the area affected by this sparsely populated city will become smaller after they no longer gather.

"As for the third point, I would like to ask you to assist the Batman as much as possible... Now we all know that Batman is Bruce Wayne. He has the money and power to help us achieve our goal and make this city have laws against the mentally ill."

Lucien didn't think that Kuangxiao would do that, but that didn't stop him from making big promises.

"Finally, I hope we can all work together, so we can definitely kill the Joker again!"

It was a perfunctory and meaningless piece of chicken soup. Lucian didn't spend any time thinking about it, and they didn't spend any time listening to it, but after realizing he had finished speaking, they responded with warm applause.

Lucian smiled amid the applause. He knew that even if he said a lot of incoherent things today, they would still applaud him out of respect.

But he also knew that no matter how convinced they seemed, as soon as they left this door, they would pretend to obey but actually disobey, and would not contribute at all to the action against the Joker.

But fortunately, this is what Lucian wants.

They smiled at each other and had a great time.

……

Amidst their admiration and respect, Lucian left the meeting room early. Gerard once again took the main seat. He smiled, and the scar that injured his eye formed a hideous arc.

"Well... now someone has stepped forward, and it's just in time."

Gerrard said: "Now you have a reason to delay the plan and ask for money."

"Oh, by the way, if you see him next time, just flatter him. Those things he said are just pretense... Ask Julie to make a promotional video for him or something. We have to flatter him. Young people like this just want vanity."

"Also, don't gather together recently." Gerrard waited for a while, then looked at the crowd below who had no reaction and cursed:

"Fuck it, I'm done, where's the applause?"

Chapter 45 The Riddler Goes Back to Gotham

Lucien pretended to be in this gang for several days, and witnessed with his own eyes that the influence of bats on the city deepened again, and Gotham gradually settled down.

But the city was still closed and the wild laughter still did not appear.

Lucian was immersed in the feeling of being sought after all day long, and then he pretended to be the clown who was resurrected and carried out a siege in a pretentious manner.

Until a certain day.

"咚咚-"

There was a knock on the door.

Lucien went over and opened the door, only to find a man he didn't recognize.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, thin, wearing a magic hat and a suit.

"Oh~" The man saw him, squeezed in through the crack in the door, and uttered an aria: "Look, look~" His eyes scanned Lucian up and down.

"Let's guess a riddle—"

"What's such a joke that even you can't laugh at it?"

He raised his hands above his head, spun around, and gave a hearty laugh: "That was your plan, Joker."

The Riddler?

Didn't the Joker kill all the super villains? Why did he leave behind the one he hated the most?

"Hey! Man! Why are you so serious? Aren't you the one who loves to laugh?" The Riddler laughed heartily. "Or are you really unhappy that I survived your murderous plan?"

"Please, please, your plans are as rigid as rusty gears, and the cracks are as big as the teeth of a Komodo dragon..."

"wait……"

The Riddler suddenly squinted his eyes and leaned closer to Lucien: "Are you a clown?"

Lucien raised an eyebrow and didn't smile from beginning to end.

"Okay~" Riddler distanced himself again, "You smell a bit like bats."

……

The virus created by the Joker gave Lucien superhuman self-healing abilities, and the Joker-killing gang he created also became his power.

...So was the Riddler's escape from the massacre a result of the Joker's letting him off?

And…did the Riddler really not recognize that Lucien wasn’t the Joker?