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

Then he sighed: "You really look like Batman, kid."

Lucian shook his head slightly: "There is no signal here, I can't locate and see the distance, let alone."

He looked out the window at the potholed road. "If this is a tactic of the Laughing Man, I won't be able to put up any effective resistance. Just drive."

The Riddler stepped on the accelerator with his prosthetic foot and started again: "Okay, I swear in the name of Edward the Riddler..."

The car went through a bumpy road. When I got off at Lucian, I looked up and saw a line of English:

"The Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane"

Elizabeth Arkham Criminal Insane Asylum

"You know, I'm poor Edward now with broken arms and legs."

Chapter 48: Clowns and Laughter

Lucian looked at the familiar black shadow and smiled for no reason, thinking to himself.

Look, clown, I'm not unintelligent.

At least I had a hunch before the result happened.

Although this is of no use and cannot change anything.

But Lucien seemed to have turned the tables and laughed even more happily.

There was no paint on his face, he was wearing just an ordinary gray suit, and his laugh was not shrill.

Lucien figured it out.

He looked at Kuangxiao: "You let me go on purpose, right?"

He continued, "You put the Riddler here with me on purpose, didn't you?"

"You deliberately hid yourself to give us the illusion that this city could be saved. You were also deliberately forcing and influencing me to become a clown..."

"The Joker committed suicide... and I was created by you and the Joker together, right?" He smiled: "No matter what, I will become the next Joker, right?"

He sneered, looking up at the Batman who was laughing high above him, then turned around to look at the Riddler who was cowering in fear.

"You're even worried! I'm so fucking stupid that I just spared his life! Give me a fucking external brain!"

Lucian shouted angrily:

"The clown saw no hope in you and ran away."

"So you restarted the universe multiple times, trying to find the Joker again."

"You don't hate him! You don't need him! You just want to use his existence to prove that you're still the damn Batman!"

"Coward! Wimp! Softie!" Lucian laughed. "Why the hell did you choose me? Who the hell am I?!"

The two people present watched him go crazy in silence, as if he was the only abnormal person there.

The sun in the Gotham sky suddenly struggled out from the dark clouds, emitting an extremely cold light.

Wild Laughter did not answer any of Lucian's questions. He laughed much more pointedly than Lucian:

"Look here, clown."

Lucian looked over and saw the scene on the rooftop of Arkham against the light.

One building has Julie hanging on it.

The other building was occupied by a group of young children no older than ten years old.

Lucien looked at the laughing maniac in confusion.

"This is the signal jammer for the bomb." Kuang Xiao didn't hide anything and threw him a strange green box. "There is one minute left before the bomb explodes. If you choose one of them, the other will explode."

……

what is this?

Isn't this the binary choice problem that the Joker loves to play with Batman?

Lucien took the box and couldn't help laughing again.

Did he really become Batman?

……

If you think about it carefully, if Lucien chooses Julie, it might mean that he will become a clown.

If he chose those children, it might mean he has the potential to become Batman.

……

You only have one minute to choose.

Lucian is not Batman, he can't do the superhero thing of choosing nothing.

He is not Superman and cannot save them from danger in an instant.

He is not a clown who breaks the rules and then shatters them.

……

One minute……

Thirty seconds...

ten seconds...

five seconds...

Three, two, one.

So Lucian didn't choose anything. He just held the thing, stood there, and waited for the explosion to happen.

……

The explosion did not rise.

He turned to look at the laughing maniac.

"Oh... that's actually the bomb's signal receiver." Kuang Xiao was very happy to see Lucian's wonderful expression: "In fact, wherever you go, there will be an explosion!"

Lucian's eyebrows twitched and he took a deep breath.

This is indeed the method that Arkham Madman would use.

He let out a breath.

"You look a lot worse than I thought."

The laughing eyes are cone-like eye rings made of the Dionysian factor of dark metal and bat gold, which can glimpse into people's inner fears and desires.

He said, "But actually, you're a lot smarter than I thought."

"You already guessed what you had in your hand, so that's why you chose this."

Lucien did not deny it.

After all, this is the basic operation of this city. He has been here for so long that he is no longer as out of place as he was when he first crossed over.

……

Under the Arkham Asylum sign, Lucian stood there and watched the Joker in silence, just like when he first stood in Crime Alley and watched the Joker in silence.

"I don't see in you what you desire and what you fear."

The curve of his maniacal smile mirrors that of the Joker in Crime Alley: "Let me guess, it was his handiwork... He killed your desires and your fears."

Lucien thought of that real dream, and he thought, since the death of the Joker in it represented the Joker's hallucination of suicide, then what did Batman being killed by him mean?

What does it symbolize? What does it mean?

When Lucian killed those members of the Joker Gang, he thought he represented the "bottom line of not killing."

Later, during a conversation with the Riddler, he changed his mind and thought it might be conscience or kindness.

Now we know that Batman represents fear, and the Joker not only represents illusion, but also desire.

Even though Lucian himself didn't know what his fears and desires were, these two had been killed by his own hands.

……

"Do you want a clown with fears and desires?" Lucian asked back. He was a relatively cold person and would not smile like a clown unless it was necessary.

So the expressionless Joker faced the Batman who was laughing crazily.

He then denied it: "What you wanted was a clown without fear and desire... So you let the clown die, and let me kill these two things smoothly."

"Now that I'm like this, do you think I'm a clown? What's the difference between me and a clown?"

The wild laughter approached him, the sharp nails bit Lucien's neck, and the thorns on the eyeband seemed to pierce Lucien's eyes.

"You deserve a tragedy... You're just an ordinary supporting role on the stage now. You need an exciting tragedy to let everyone know you."

Lucian uttered a vicious "Ha!" and said, "But just as you planned, I! Have! No! Fear!"

Today, he is more like a saint who has no desires, no demands, no fears, and is more fearless than Batman ever was.

----

"Good job, Zatanna."

Nightwing looked at Superman, who they had successfully reversed with magic, and breathed a sigh of relief. He asked:

"How long can this last?"

"Six hours at most. After that, you'd better find a prison that can hold him now." Zatanna controlled Superman to float slowly in the air.

"Six hours is enough." Red Hood's voice came from the headset: "Bring him to Arkham."

Chapter 49 I'm Not a Clown

"You take fear too superficially and desire too lightly."

The laughter was neither fast nor slow, as if telling a truth: "You will still become a tragedy."

Lucian clenched his fists slightly. "Is this what you want? To watch me degenerate into a clown in the tragedy you created?"