Chapter 27 Chapter 27
The Joker was waiting for Batman to arrive. He was indeed very quick, receiving the news and rushing over when the first shell fell into Arkham Asylum, but this knight who guards Gotham's darkness...
Instead of arresting and detaining all the escaped mentally ill criminals, he chose to rescue the people who were killed in the attack first. Even if he could only confirm the deaths of some people, it would be meaningful as long as he could save one person.
He rushed around the ruins of Arkham Asylum, knocking down some patients or criminals who were still there and causing harm to the facilities, buildings, prison guards, and other staff. He tied them up and directed them all to go to a safe area and stay away from hazardous buildings to avoid accidents.
Thirteen minutes after arriving here, Batman received a call from GCPD Commissioner James Gordon saying that Arkham Dean was held hostage by the Joker and both of them were now missing.
Seeing that the police officers who arrived were intercepting the escaped criminals and rescuing people, Batman first went to the Joker's cell in Arkham, in case there was any message left by him in it. He stepped into the cell which was mostly destroyed by missiles. The night vision function and trace tracking mode equipped on his hood had never been turned off since he left.
He saw that the cell was undoubtedly destroyed from the outside, indeed by a missile. He could see that the Joker was lying at the table doing something, and there were many tools and parts on the ground, besides which there were everything related to Batman.
The Joker hadn't expected this to happen. If it was really his plan, he would have been prepared, but the traces left here proved that he was also "surprised" and extremely unexpected.
There was no message left by the Joker here, and there was nothing suspicious. Batman decided to turn around and leave, but he was still a beat slow. But then he received a call and the police found the location of the Joker and the dean of Arkham, so he immediately rushed over according to the coordinates.
Before he arrived, Megan was asked by the clown to stay in the dark room and not walk around, but she did not receive any new instructions - whether to continue holding the ball or go to sleep.
She breathed slowly and looked around, still curious about the source of the vibration, but she could not see anything in the dark room. Not only was the dark room deliberately hidden from the building area, but the material was also extremely strong, and even an explosion could not cause any cracks.
The very young child was holding a ball in her hands. She did not move except looking around, not even taking a step. She was waiting, but she didn't know what she was waiting for, but she waited stubbornly.
Waiting for instructions, waiting for the sense of security that instructions would bring her, waiting for the person who would give her instructions.
Batman was just one door away from her, but it was a long distance. She stayed there obediently, but...
She blinked very lightly, as if afraid of disturbing something, and there was a little thought in her empty head. The clown asked her to learn to kick the ball, but he didn't teach her, he just stuffed the ball into her hands.
There is no one here now, it is her corner alone.
Megan's hand holding the ball moved, but she still couldn't make a decision. Perhaps she was still very frightened. She couldn't help but inhale and exhale. Due to the huge pressure, she could only open her mouth to breathe.
She blinked and looked down at the graffiti-covered ball in her hand. There were many scarlet smiley faces drawn on it, which easily reminded her of a clown, as clowns are always smiling.
When Batman received the communication, she also gained a little courage.
Until now, her requests and the responses from others have not been bad, nothing terrible has happened, and the outside world that Megan feared has not brought her any harm. But at this moment, she held her breath in her chest and let go of her hand -
As the tall, dark-skinned man walked out of the dilapidated cell, the ball in her hand fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and then rolled everywhere, while Batman rushed to the next location without hesitation.
The sound in the dark room did not spread out, but to Megan, it made a very loud noise, louder than the previous vibration, and it continued. The sound of it hitting the ground, the sound of it rolling, the sound of it hitting other objects... Her body was still shaking slightly, but she waited for a long time and nothing happened.
Megan was overwhelmed.
Finally, she walked over blankly and picked up the ball from the ground. It was a bit like when she raised her hand in the light. She made the move, and then the world responded to her.
Whether it was a silent response or a noisy response, they were just happening without affecting her. This was something Megan didn't understand, but her trembling stopped and she felt water on her face again. She couldn't hold the ball with one hand, so she dropped it, ignoring the noises. She touched her cheek, curious about the water stains, and soon her attention shifted.
She finally found a way to play with the new toy. After repeating the action of picking up and letting go many times, she held the ball and raised her palms and forearms for the first time.
The shadow of the ball fell on her hand. As it landed, the shadow got closer to the ball, and then separated as the ball bounced up. They got closer and closer, and the muffled sound accompanied it, becoming lower and lower.
The world's response is complex, with more than just voices and many changes. Megan had never observed or noticed this before, nor had she noticed the connection between them, but she knows now.
So when Batman chose to rescue the Dean of Arkham, and the Joker took the opportunity to return to the cell, he opened the door to the darkroom and saw the child inside raise his arm and throw the ball. It fell to the ground. As the sound gradually faded, the Joker walked to Megan's side, leaned over to look at her, and said in a good mood: "Good child, I knew you were not a stupid child."
Although she hasn't learned how to kick the ball, she can act independently instead of being driven by instructions. This is a big improvement for her, and he will certainly be satisfied.
Megan looked up at the clown, and he nonchalantly kicked the ball away and said to her, "Let's go, we will start a new life again."
She had short legs, and if she wanted to rely on her short legs to walk out of Arkham Asylum before the police completely sealed off Arkham Asylum, it would have to be said that this was an extremely crazy delusion.
The clown picked her up and wanted to mock her, but the weight in his hand was different from when he first picked her up. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said in a strange tone: "You really live well here. I knew you could adapt to this place to the greatest extent, and to them."
"My cellmates are all vicious criminals, but you are different."
His Megan was truly special. She was named after him, as the 'Joker's Daughter'. Although she had her own minor issues, she was innocent and harmless, without any sin or evil on her shoulders...
All of this has led to the current situation, which seems particularly interesting. The "Joker's Daughter" is very popular in Arkham Asylum. She easily gets the kindness of Killer Croc and makes many friends. Even if some criminals don't take her seriously or just treat her as his toy, they will not attack her casually.
The Joker thought much more than that. He walked into the hidden passage with Megan in his arms as if he was familiar with the road. The road was poorly built, and even had cement walls. There were piles of construction debris at many intersections. Some noisy sounds, such as human voices, gunshots, explosions, etc., also came from there, giving the Joker a general idea of the situation outside.
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He turned and went into a utility room, took out a set of cleaner's clothes from the box and changed into them, and stuffed Megan into a plastic bucket.
The plastic bucket wasn't big, but it was more than enough to fit Megan. He rubbed the paste on his face while freeing his hand to lift the lid of the plastic bucket. The clown looked down at her and said with a cruel smile, "Shh—no matter what happens in a while, keep quiet, understand?"
Megan sat in the black plastic sheet, just looking at him without saying a word, and the clown knew that she understood. There was a gap in the lid, which was supported by countless layers of plastic sheeting, but it would never let anyone know that there was a person hiding in the barrel.
He dyed his easily exposed cheeks into a normal white skin color, disguised his hands and forearms when changing gloves, sprayed his hair with hair dye, and then put on a hat and a mask. He pushed the cart and plastic bucket openly and walked out of the passage.
This passage was very hidden. When the Joker was about to reach the door of Arkham Asylum, he heard voices and immediately became panicked and trembling. He stumbled to the door. Someone was rushing out and fighting with several people at the door. He was exposed as soon as he came out.
The people rushing out ignored him, but the one guarding the door pointed a gun at him. The Joker raised his hand in character and shouted, "Help, help! Those lunatics inside are all out! They have weapons!"
There were two police officers at the door, and the others were Arkham's original security personnel. The one holding the gun was a security guard. He pointed it at the cleaner vigilantly and shouted at him, "Take off your hat, mask, and gloves!"
The cleaner was so panicked that the security guard repeated it a second time before he heard clearly. He hurriedly took off those things, revealing a terrified face. The skin color and hair color were also normal. Although a little unfamiliar to the security guard, the face was very common. After a moment of hesitation, he heard the cleaner shouting in despair: "I don't work here anymore! Please let me out! Help--"
The last cry of "Help" was broken because someone rushed out from behind him with a knife in his hand. This scared the nervous cleaner so much that he almost fell down. After he finally dodged it, he pushed the cart and rushed to the door with those people.
But he had no intention of protecting the cart. He was using it and the plastic bucket on it as his 'shield'. If anyone blocked his way, he would turn this 'shield' into a 'missile' and launch it.
He mixed with those people and tried to break through the defense line. The police and security guards ignored him. The cleaner saw a gap and escaped out of the door. He couldn't help showing his relief at escaping. Someone behind him also wanted to repeat this route, but was forced back by the police with gunfire.
The Joker maintained his persona until he reached a secluded location. He maintained perfect control the entire way, pushing the cart as fast as he could, but the lid of the plastic bucket was never opened or moved once.
But this time the game wasn't funny or interesting. He opened the lid of the plastic bucket and saw the child huddled at the bottom. He had noticed during his escape that she might not be used to the classic 'bumper car' ride in this amusement park.
Megan was thrown many times in the plastic tub, her head hitting the tub wall with a "bang bang" sound. Finally, she had to lie down, which made her shake from time to time, and her head continued to "bang bang". So when she was carried out by the clown, she buried her furry and messy head and became autistic.
The Joker didn't feel any guilt at all. He put her on his legs and made a phone call. Within ten minutes, a car drove over and a tall and strong subordinate got out of the car. He was not at all puzzled by the Joker's new image. He greeted the boss first and then picked up Megan skillfully.
The clown raised a hand and pointed at Megan, and said with a smile: "Take her back, and then you come back."
But he thought of Megan as a clockwork puppet. Even if she had gotten better now, the problem still existed. He said impatiently, "Do I trust that guy... Jack or Bob? He'll take good care of you. Wait for me to pick you up."
The author has something to say:
We need a little humor—
Police and security guards: We didn't know he was a clown. We just saw a cleaner shouting "Help! He doesn't work here anymore!" and looking terrified as he rushed out pushing his cart. :(
After reading everyone's suggestions, it's really hard to think of a title, but thank you guys (rub). But I'll try to change it a little, for example, "【British and American】Daddy, He's Not a Poor Boy", we'll just change it (I found out that our Xiaomei has updated to Chapter 16 on the pirated article website → so I'm itching to change the title).
My collection is growing, and my heart is soaring! (Cheers) Trying to get into the V category on this list, I'm going to open a 10,000-word chapter!
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