Gotham City! The wind is still roaring tonight, and the night sky is as cloudy as usual!

A burly figure shrouded in a black robe stood on top of a towering Gothic building, looking down at the city below, which seemed brightly lit on the surface but was filled with filth and dirt underneath.

The faint moon hung high behind him, stretching his shadow infinitely into the darkness. Against this background, his figure was as motionless as a statue, with only the cold eyes under the visor visible.

Batman - Bruce Wayne! Gotham's hero, the Dark Knight who terrifies countless criminals! Mr. Wayne plays with women as a playboy president every day, and often disguises himself as a big bat to fight crime at night. His body is exhausted and he wants to go home and have a good sleep. Although he is omnipotent, Batman is a flesh and blood body after all, and he also needs rest.

Batman, who was thinking about going home, took a step forward and then took it back. He had been feeling uneasy for the past two days, and always felt that something big was going to happen. He worked overtime for several days and found nothing, which made him even more uneasy.

Batman glanced at the city below him. Several police cars were speeding past chasing a group of bikers. He watched all this coldly, and finally shifted his gaze to the far suburbs of Gotham City.

"Perhaps the source of the uneasiness lies there...Arkham!"

Batman: “…”

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In the barren mountains on the outskirts of Gotham City, the dark woods were dead silent. On the winding mountain road, two straight car lights occasionally lit up and then returned to darkness again.

Duke: “…”

It was already two or three in the morning. The lights in the corridor flickered. The radio was not playing light music or lullabies, but illogical monologues, like a schizophrenic chatterbox talking to himself, occasionally mixed with the humming of nursery rhymes with a very nasal tone, without any background music, just a cappella.

Duke: "On it!"

Batman looked at him with a smile, thinking, "Look at my outfit, does it look like there is a place to put money?" The big-bellied security guard understood and signaled Batman to stay calm. He turned around and took out the POS machine from his back: "Don't worry, we provide humane service, you can pay by card!"

Joker: "Crush!"

Gotham gives people a feeling of eternal darkness. Even the blazing sun in the daytime cannot dispel the gloom that shrouds the city, as if the city is destined to be ruled by darkness. The darkness makes the city crazy and twists people's hearts. It is like an airtight cage that makes the people living in the city nervous and on the verge of collapse at any time.

Quinzel: "Oh, stop it, stop it!"

Duke: "Asshole, I can't kill you today!"

Batman: “…”

Duke: "You have to let me do it, right? Four twos!"

Quinzel: "Pass!"

Although this psychiatric hospital was built a few years ago, it was just an ordinary hospital for treating mental illnesses at first, and later gradually transformed into a super prison. This hospital also accepts mental consultations, but no one comes!

Batman: “…”

Duke: "Asshole, I don't accept it, you two are clearly in the same group!"

The table was overturned, and Duke grabbed the clown, pinned him to the ground and beat him up.

The roaring engine stopped, and Batman closed the car door as casually as usual, flicked his cape to meet the new challenge, but he was stopped by the security guard after taking just two steps.

MMP, this plot is wrong! It should be the clown performing the magic of the disappearing pencil, and at the critical moment, he rushed in to subdue the clown and save the two innocent victims. But... why was the clown the one who was unilaterally abused?

The Joker is brainwashing them! Batman breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was lucky today and the situation was not too bad. Just as he was thinking, the sound of three people talking came from the room. Batman remained calm and leaned against the door to listen to what they were talking about.

Joker: "Shun Zi!"

Joker: "Quack, quack, ace!"

Joker: "If you don't admit your defeat, I won't play cards with you again."

The door of the duty room was open. Batman saw three people gathered around the desk. The one with a big grin and a green head was the Joker. In addition, there were two young and beautiful female doctors and an unknown oriental face wearing a hospital gown. He should be a patient of Arkham.

Crackling!

There was chaos in the house, the clown was beaten and rolled on the ground, Quinzel screamed, and did not forget to hand the folding stool to Duke. As for outside the house...

Quinzel: "King bomb!"

In order to accommodate freak criminals and those driven crazy by them, Arkham Asylum, a 5A-level scenic spot + key cultural protection unit in Gotham City, was born in response to the call of the times.

Duke: “Excuse me!”

As the saying goes, Gotham City has simple folks, while Arkham is a city of talented people!

"Sir, thank you for your cooperation. Please remember our slogan: Arkham Hospital, it's as warm as home." The security guard with a big belly waved goodbye.

Duke: "Hey, I have a bad temper!"

Quinzel: "Pass!"

Before Batman could lower his voice and speak, the black security guard with a big belly spoke first: "I know you are Batman and a superhero, but this is the new rule of the hospital and I can't help you. Since you often save citizens, I will only charge you for one parking space for your car that takes up two parking spaces."

Damn it, I can go home without paying parking fees! Batman left quickly and walked straight into the hospital gate. The abnormality of the security guard made him more certain that the source of the uneasiness was Arkham. Something must have happened in the hospital.

Gotham, a famous city in the DC Universe! The so-called Gotham, based on New York, is a virtual city unique to the DC Universe. It is also the darkest city in the world and is well-known in the comics world for its extremely high crime rate.

This is indeed the fact. Ordinary people living in this city that produces freak criminals will most likely be driven crazy if they don't have a big heart.

Quinzel: "Pass!"

Batman is a man of action, never procrastinating. He returned to the Batcave to restock his equipment and drove to Arkham. The Batmobile roared all the way. He took advantage of the limited time to sort out the possible emergencies in his mind and made plans from Plan A to Plan Z!

Duke: "Fuck, do you know how to play cards? If you let the Joker pass again, all the cards in his hand will be gone. He is the landlord, where is your bomb? Throw it quickly!"

A minute later, Batman swiped his card and signed. He was holding the receipt in his hand, feeling so miserable that he walked unsteadily.

The creepy scene was like being in a horror movie, making people break out in a cold sweat and feel a bone-chilling chill rushing from the soles of their feet straight to their foreheads.

Silently grabbing two bat darts from his waist, he lowered his footsteps and walked towards the cell where the Joker was imprisoned. The Joker was a criminal he took very seriously, so he kept an eye on him all the time and knew exactly where he was imprisoned in the hospital.

Joker: "Three with one!"

"Thank you for your patronage, sir. Parking fee is $15!"

MMP, you played your cards too well, using a bomb to blow up your own people! Quinzel: "A 3!"

Batman's heart skipped a beat. The thing he was most worried about finally happened. He remembered the voice on the radio. It came from the Crazy Joker.

Duke: “Excuse me!”

Because Arkham's reputation is so bad, in the eyes of Gotham citizens, Arkham is equivalent to hell. Even if there is a signboard of a hospital, it cannot change the fact that criminals are detained here. Except for the real lunatics, anyone who thinks they can still be saved will not choose to seek medical treatment here.

Thinking of the Joker's terrible ability to play with people's hearts, Batman did not dare to neglect and went straight to the duty room on the floor to see if the doctors and nurses were in trouble. Batman ran faster and faster, praying in his heart that he was not a step too late and the Joker was still in the hospital and had not had time to leave.

Joker: "Ha ha ha, a 6, I win, 120 times the amount, pay up!"

You guys are so unconventional, what about my Plan A-Plan Z? Batman felt that the world had changed, it had become so strange, but as a righteous dark knight, he could not allow anyone to use violence against the weak. So Batman almost subconsciously rushed into the house and shouted at Duke: "That thug, quickly release the innocent...little...joker..."

At the end of his speech, Batman's voice was barely audible and a little embarrassed, because he himself felt that his lines were unreliable.

The Joker lay on the ground, raised his bruised head, stretched out his hand to Batman, his innocent eyes filled with tears: "Justice Uncle Batman, they lost and refused to pay their debts and beat me up, come and save me."

Batman gasped. There was a problem. There was definitely a problem.

(End of this chapter)