The Death Knell

Her lipstick was made by a friend. It contained sparkling gold powder. Although it was pink, it didn't look glamorous. I think Batman would look good wearing it.

However, her wrist was caught, and the old bat lying on the sofa opened his eyes and looked at Harley's familiar yet unfamiliar face.

"...You're trying to prank someone."

"You're hurting me! Let go! Dai, help me! Batman is going crazy!" Harley turned around and called to Wonder Woman for help. After what happened with the Laughing Bat, anyone who heard that Batman was going crazy would be shocked. Get serious.

Just as she guessed, Diana's first reaction was to draw her sword. If another Laughing Bat appeared in the time stream, it would be like a nightmare.

"Bruce?"

Batman let go of his hand and slowly sat up from the sofa. He covered his lower back and looked behind the mask at Wonder Woman:

"Your reaction is beyond my expectation. It must be that something bad has changed in me in the parallel world."

"No, it's actually Batman from another parallel world who left us with some bad impressions." The orangutan, who had been paying attention to the development of the matter, came closer. He still held a pipe in his furry paws and his deerstalker hat tilted to the side. On the side, he squinted his eyes and asked: "The question I want to ask Harley is also, why here? Where is your Batcave? And you were injured and you are still taking painkillers."

Barbara came over nervously and stood between everyone and Batman: "I don't understand what you are talking about, but shouldn't everyone calm down and think of a solution now?"

Bobo did not give up the idea of ​​questioning. He walked around Barbara's legs and continued to look at Batman on the sofa:

"What happened in the Batcave? Before we arrived, I thought about it. Even if all the Black Lanterns knew your identity, it wouldn't be enough for you to abandon the Batcave. You have a plan to deal with everyone there. Yes, like the Hell Bat Armor?”

"It's okay, Barbara, don't stand in front of me, I'm not that old yet." Batman looked at the orangutan standing in front of him who was no taller than he was sitting on, and didn't feel any threat: "How do you know I'm injured? hurt?"

"I am an orangutan, and the sense of smell of chimpanzees is almost four times that of humans. You smell of alcohol, and Bruce drinks. Batman never drinks, so alcohol is used for disinfection. Don't blame me, I guess. Deathstroke had already noticed this, but he didn’t say it.”

Bobo climbed up the armrest of the sofa like a mountain, pressed the hole of the pipe with his thumb, and said:

"Your medicine bottle says capsules, but what you poured into your mouth were pills. As a detective, I happen to be very familiar with all kinds of anesthetics. Plus, you collapsed on the sofa soon after taking the medicine. It was not difficult for me to come to this conclusion."

The old Batman looked at Bobo with a flash of recognition. If this was not an orangutan from a parallel world, he would even want to make this monkey his heir.

But even so, he had no intention of answering the question.

"The Justice League is all infected. In addition, there are also my old friends. I can't deal with everyone. When I get older, I can't wear the Hell Bat Armor. So the risk of staying in the Batcave is too high, and here Significantly safer.”

"You're in a hurry, and you've said too many words, which are more like covering up." Bobo sighed and shook his head regretfully: "In this case, our Bruce will only answer one sentence... ..”

"Because I'm Batman! Hee hee!" Harley answered immediately.

Barry was more direct. He sat on the sofa, put his arm around Batman's shoulders, looked at him sincerely and said, "Yes, Bruce, even I can see the problem. Please tell us what happened. Maybe we can do something?"

"I just don't want to use your method, stop talking!" The old man turned his head and showed his unwillingness to cooperate. He stood up, opened a door on the wall, and hid in the bathroom.

The sound of running water came from the small room, which seemed a bit harsh in the silent environment, and his sudden outburst of temper made everyone look at each other.

Except for the violent wolf who was squatting in the corner and looking at the magazine and giggling.

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"If there's one weirdest piece of news that's ever happened in Gotham, it's probably this."

On the other side, Deathstroke and Lori left the sewers and quickly arrived at a place by flying. At this time, he said this to the girl.

This place is located in the northern suburbs of Gotham, between a dark mountain forest, with only a winding road leading here, just like the kind of place in fairy tales where bad things happen.

The road was not wide and was full of potholes, as if it had never been repaired. Not far away is a valley, where the sound of running water can be heard.

"This Wayne Manor is very different from what I remembered."

Standing under the shadow of the trees at the edge of the forest, Lori's mouth was tilted to one side, and she looked at the manor on the hillside in the distance with a strange expression.

Yes, she has seen Wayne Manor. After all, she once joined the Birds of Prey, so she naturally knows the identity of Batman.

But she has never seen such a style. Maybe in her nightmare, the manor of the Laughing Bat might look like this.

The original Wayne Mansion should have been a very quaint old-fashioned building, full of classical atmosphere from two hundred years ago. It was like an elegant lady, sitting silently in the darkness.

But now, she only saw a spirited girl who danced in disco.

At this time, the entire manor had turned into a playground, with large colorful tents commonly seen in circuses, and various amusement facilities, almost filling every open space.

Not only that, there were many artists performing in it, such as throwing bowling pins, spitting fire from the mouth, close-up card magic, etc. Through her superhuman eyesight, she could see clearly.

The once well-tended garden had been trampled into mud by the bustling crowd. The main house of the mansion was now painted in rainbow colors, with a big smiley face painted on it.

It is already evening, and these people are still partying here, as if they have no intention of going home, and they are not smiling at all.

Yes, everyone playing in this amusement park has a depressed expression, as if... they have been drained of energy by something. Accompanied by the funny music unique to carnivals and the strange laughter played in the recording, everything seems extremely weird.

"Is this what the news said about 'Bruce Wayne, the prodigal son, sold his family property and passed it through several hands before being taken over by the Joker'? I thought the news editor was crazy." Rory looked at the death knell next to her, but in the darkness, only the eyepiece Glowing red.

"That's right, although there are many things that can be found in Gotham City that are related to the power of crisis..." Deathstroke asked Strangler to branch out a tentacle and connect it to the girl's wrist to conduct confidential silent communication: "But it would be too troublesome to collect them from place to place. In fact, as long as you come to the Batcave and raid Batman's house, you will have everything."