All Worlds Madhouse

Jenny was taken to the hospital.

But I have no way to accompany her, or in other words, I have no way to accompany her for the time being. I have to meet those people from yesterday.

"Wait for me. Just wait for me for a moment and I'll make this damn life better." I said to the face in the mirror.

It was an extremely thin face, with cheeks gathered on the chin along the earlobes, and protruding cheekbones on both sides of the hooked nose. I don't like this face, because it makes me look thin and poor. Well, in fact, I do, but at this moment, there is a look of determination in those narrow eyes.

So, I started putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

This is a method I just thought of. As long as I put on heavy makeup, the weirder the better, then no one will recognize me even if I am captured by surveillance cameras. Moreover, this will not leave any record of purchasing the mask. As long as you wash your face, all evidence can be flushed into the sewer.

Yes, the weirder the better.

I patted Jenny's foundation on my face, very thickly, until it turned pale and my original skin color could not be seen at all. Then, I started to dye my hair again. Since I wanted to have a look that everyone would recognize. If I don’t show off my disguise, then I naturally have to dye my hair a weird hair color that no one has ever seen before. This hair dye is a one-time use and there are many colors to choose from, and I chose green.

When I looked up again, I saw a weirdo who was simply nondescript to the extreme.

This is exactly what I want, a freak that no one has ever seen before. As long as the makeup is removed, this person will disappear from the world and never be traced again.

Time passed by, and soon the appointed time arrived.

I wore a wide hood, a thick windbreaker, and a high collar to cover myself.

Well, no one can tell that my makeup is so awesome.

I followed the shadows on the roadside to the bar.

After opening the door, there were several people sitting at the table in the corner, waiting for me.

"Hi, I'm here." After approaching them, I said in a low voice and raised my face slightly.

One man glanced at me. He was obviously startled by what he saw under the brim of my hat.

"Well, how did you get yourself into such a virtuous state!" he asked.

"This will keep me hidden so no one can recognize me," I said.

The people around me frowned, not sure if they thought my idea was terrible, or if they thought my appearance was really disgusting. But they didn't say much. After all, they were very satisfied with the fact that "I'm finally here."

"Okay, whatever you want, anyway, you are welcome to join." A person who seemed to be taking the lead said.

Immediately afterwards, he assigned me a task. As mentioned before, there was only one thing I had to do, and that was to lead them through the maze-like huge workshop as quickly as possible. Then, I can retreat, and when it's done, I'll have the extra money in my account that I deserve.

Great, just a guide without having to participate in the real crime, which is exactly what I want.

The rest of the people obviously already knew what they should do, so after arranging what I had to do, we set off.

Outside the chemical plant.

Everyone began to review the pre-made plan one last time, but I didn't listen because I was not part of the plan.

So, I took this time to take off my coat

Someone glanced at me.

"Haha - you have really put in a lot of effort for tonight, but it's really impossible for anyone to recognize you like this!" the man said with a smile.

I thought so too, because not only did I paint my face, I also took out a dress that I hadn’t worn for many years. This was a purple dress all over the body. Although it looks extremely funny now, but It was still very popular at that time.

"Okay then, let's get started." One person said.

"Oh, wait for me a moment." I said suddenly, and then took out the lipstick from my pocket.

Originally, this was a gift for Jenny.

I unscrewed the cap of the lipstick and smeared it on my mouth. I applied it generously, almost all over my cheek, making me look like a clown on a unicycle.

The others looked at me strangely.

"Okay, okay, I swear, it's impossible for anyone to recognize you now, so hurry up and lead the way." The leader shouted at me.

I tried my best to smile: "Okay, then ladies and gentlemen, let our performance begin."

Taking advantage of this atmosphere, I said an opening line that I often use in circuses. Sure enough, no one laughed.

I really don't have much talent for humor.

The chemical plant is very big, so it is impossible for the people on duty to take care of every corner. I walked along the most inconspicuous route, and encountered no dangers along the way.

Victory is just around the corner.

"We're almost there," I said in a low voice.

"Yeah, that's great, but you can't take it lightly. Don't get caught by that lunatic." Behind me, an equally low voice came.

"Crazy?" I wondered.

"Yeah, that madman, haven't you heard? Recently, there has been a madman in Gotham City who only appears at night. He likes to wear a cloak and fly around on the eaves. And this madman likes to find dishonest people at night. People attack people like us, and no one who gets caught will have a good ending."

"I've heard of that guy, Batman, everyone calls him that." Another person echoed.

Well, of course I've heard of that guy, but I don't want to talk about him now. After all, I don't believe that anyone would really do that ridiculous behavior of flying all over the house in the middle of the night. Even if there were, he would definitely do it today. It can't be in this place.

However.

When my thoughts just reached this point.

A gust of wind appeared for no reason, and then, I heard a vague and strange sound.

"Bang!"

I turned my head subconsciously, and there were several people behind me who turned their heads with me.

We all looked at the end of the team, where a person was already swaying and limp to the ground.

And in the shadow behind him,

The outline of a human figure gradually came out.

A black mask with a black cloak underneath, plus a suit of equally black clothing, made him almost blend into the darkness.

"Are you talking about me?"

A hoarse sound like the grinding of gravel came.

I couldn't help but cover my ears. At the same time, I also saw a logo painted on his chest.

Like a bat spreading its wings in flight.