Arkham Asylum, half a month ago.

Batman caught the Joker and personally escorted him to the Gotham Police Station. Chief Gordon arranged the most rigorous caregiver to transfer the Joker to the Arkham Asylum.

If someone pays attention at the time, they will find that all the employees of the insane asylum welcoming the clown's arrival watched with awe and fear at the demon lying on the bed and being **** and sent in.

The doctor at the doorway routinely checked his hands trembling when he was drawing blood for the clown. The clown suddenly raised his volume and laughed wildly. He actually frightened the poor doctor and sat down on the ground, his legs so soft that he couldn't sit down.

Everyone in the lunatic asylum knows that this facility has completely fallen into the hands of this lunatic.

Although he is **** and locked up, everyone has the illusion that the person in the cage is his own, and this madman is outside the cage, watching everyone struggling in pain, but he is really hard. laugh.

No psychiatrist wanted to see him, but he voluntarily asked to see a doctor.

"Why not? It doesn't feel like...without the psychological communication therapy you insist on every time, hahaha, that's it, the feeling of home." said the clown himself.

In his opinion, the Arkham Asylum is a place like home.

A poor psychiatrist sat in front of the clown. She felt that when she accepted a crazy patient for the first time in her life, she couldn't be as nervous as she is now.

She flicked her fingers nervously, her lips trembled, her eyes dared not to look directly at the other side, but the scary red lips grinning in the dark in front of her continued to appear in her mind.

"Why don't you speak? My dear doctor?" He asked unexpectedly.

"Well, what do you think?"

"Oh! You are an expert, how can you ask me?" the clown yelled, and then said, "I can't help it. Then, I have the habit of keeping a diary, I think you might like it.. Studying patients through words Psychology, right?"

He turned his head, which was left free to move, and pointed at his hospital gown with his mouth.

"Look, right here. Don't be afraid, come and get it."

The doctor hesitated, but got up and found a notebook from his gown. She caught the clown looking at her from the corner of her eye, her black bead-like eyes seemed to admire her toy with playfulness.

It was a black-skinned diary with a beautiful bow tied with a purple ribbon.

The doctor opened the diary with a trembling hand and studied it for a while.

The book is full of characters with various paint strokes, messy and out of order, like a child's graffiti.

"I... I don't understand." The doctor whispered.

"Let me explain. Did you see the little purple guy? Her name is Erica, yes, Erica, what a lovely name, isn't it? Alas, it's a pity that the final destiny is really tragic. Material..."

The doctor shouted desperately: "That's my daughter! Please...she is only ten years old..."

"Well, let's move on to the next chapter. Oh, you must be wondering what the red one is. Let me explain, it was a man, a very jerk, named Nash, in a leather shoe store Go to work. Poor man, always can't get rid of the stinky habit of alcoholism, alas.. As a result, this bad habit eventually caused him to die on the street. It's really pitiful..."

"Don't... don't..." The poor doctor seemed to finally understand the weird scribbles in the clown's diary, begging with a voice as soft as a mosquito.

"I don't want to be like this, but the world is so cruel." said the clown, "sometimes good people get rewarded, sometimes they don't.. I write diaries, not second-rate soap opera scripts. These are all. It is a record of real events, so that everyone can know that the world is really cruel... well, that's it."

"What do you want to do?" The doctor broke down and cried. "What does this have to do with me!"

"Quiet, you go out first." With a low voice, Batman's figure appeared.

"Look at who this is!" The clown yelled excitedly. "My old friend came to see me!"

"Why threaten them?" Batman hit the Joker's body fiercely. "Do you think you have the final say here?"

"Use a little more strength!" Blood was bleeding from the corner of the clown's mouth, but the smile on his face was even happier. "Why did you send me here? Is there anything more important than playing games with me?"

"You are very smart, but there is no time for you to make trouble now." Batman said coldly.

After Batman interrupted the Joker several bones, he sent the Joker to a closed basement, where daily food would be sent down the pipeline.

Above the basement is the crocodile man’s cell. Batman does not allow anyone to touch the clown, and few people can pass the guard of the killer crocodile.

...

"That's all I know." Hallie, wearing a white coat, sat in front of Adam like a lady. "The crocodile stubbornly thinks that it is good for me not to let me see the clown, so I have no good way for the time being. I know the crocodile, this guy is not easy to convince, even if it is me."

"I've said it all, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I don't want to hear stories about clowns, why do you even tell me?" Adam looked helplessly at his sister sitting across from him. "I don't care how he got arrested, nor do I want to know how prestigious he is in Arkham. Anyway, he doesn't want to go out this time."

"Oh, dear brother, why do you think you can kill him?" Hallie tilted her head and looked at Adam.

"Can you not live without a clown?" Adam looked at Hallie, his eyes full of exploration. "Perhaps the clown has some peculiar abilities. I once saw a little girl with such abilities. She called it persuasion."

"What are you talking about?" Hallie looked at this increasingly strange brother, puzzled.

"No matter how powerful his ability is, after killing him, I think everything will be back to the original." Adam showed a gentle smile. "You don't think that I was in vain for these three months in Gotham City?"

"Is my brother so smart? Could he also arrange other means!" Hallie looked surprised.

"I just got Ivy's call, I already got the guard's call yesterday." Adam took out a cell phone from the hospital suit and shook it at Hallie. "I have called Ivy, she will come here to take you away, you may not have much freedom before I kill the clown."

Halle's pupils shrank for a while.

"brother…"

(End of this chapter)