The Death Knell

The real Clayface, after surrendering to Batman, became an anti-hero type character.

After all, he is not a good person in the strict sense. He has killed too many people in the past, and he has always been against Batman, but he is working hard to become a good person.

Although the situation is similar to Harley's, saying that he wants to be a superhero, there are still some problems, but Batman believes in him.

Batman's trust is not that cheap. Anyone he can trust can also be trusted by Su Ming, because this means that the target has gone through the most stringent moral and mental state review in the DC universe before being trusted.

In short, after Clayface surrendered, he was arranged by Batman to work in the Hall of Justice, and his position was...a model.

Some people may say that Clayface looks like a big lump of brown shit. How can such a creature be used as a model?

Then let’s talk about N52’s current Clayface ability. He is one of the most famous chameleons in Gotham. He can completely imitate anyone, from his voice to his appearance, even his blood type and DNA, but he can’t. Just imitate superpowers.

But being a model in the Hall of Justice doesn’t require lethality.

Whenever children visit the Hall of Justice with their parents or are organized by the school, these little devils will wave their pocket money and want to take photos with the superheroes.

Everyone wants to take a photo with a superhero other than Green Arrow, either as bragging rights in the future or as a childish memory of their childhood when they still believed in justice.

It's not that children don't like Green Arrow, it's mainly that they can't think of that person when they're happy and excited.

But here’s the problem. It’s impossible for the heroes of Zhenglian to do nothing else during the day and just stay here to take orders and make money, right? That would not be the Justice League, but the team of the Motherland.

If children's wishes are not fulfilled, they will naturally cry and fuss. In the past, this problem was difficult to solve until Batman sent Clayface.

If the customers wanted to take photos with them, he would hide behind the stage curtain and change into their appearance, and then come out to pick up the customers.

And he also knows the stories of everyone in the Justice League, and can always tell various adventures from his own perspective, as if he had actually seen them with his own eyes.

Therefore, Strangler said that what the corpse in front of him lacked was related to the Hall of Justice.

As we all know, there is a canteen in the Hall of Justice. It is very cheap for superheroes to eat there. They enjoy the food subsidy given by Batman. The chef is a minotaur who is very good at making beef burgers and beef pasta.

When Clayface is active in the Hall of Justice, he always wears the face of a certain Justice League superhero and becomes a certain person.

In the story of the DC universe, there are eight generations of Clayface, but after entering the n52 period, only the first generation Basil Karlo (Basil Karlo) remained.

The other Clayfaces had all traces of their existence completely wiped out by the Flashpoint Effect. Nowadays, there are probably only sporadic stories left by them in the Land of Dreams.

In short, Basso's abilities are very interesting. When he imitates someone, he will completely become that person. In addition to external things such as blood type and DNA, even his eating habits and way of thinking will become that person. The type of imitator.

This is also his greatest tragedy. Every time he becomes someone else, his original personality will be weakened. Until one day, he will finally become "no one", neither himself nor others, trapped in The ultimate confusion, complete loss of self-awareness, turning into a puddle of ordinary mud without life.

But it's okay in the short term. Anyway, Batman is helping him think about it now. Maybe there will be a solution in the future?

Let’s get back to the topic. When working as a model in the Hall of Justice, the most frequently imitated ones are the Big Three, Clark, Diana, and Batman. Children all like them, so Clayface often has to look like them, even when eating. Stay imitative.

Superman doesn't eat in the Hall of Justice. He has a family. His wife and children are waiting for him to eat at home, so there is no reason to eat in the cafeteria unless he wants to be kicked out by Lois and sleep on the sofa.

Batman doesn't eat in the cafeteria either. He can't trust the minotaur chef. He only eats the food cooked by Alfred.

But Diana is different. The Minotaur was originally considered an evil creature in DC. She vouched for the chef so that he could work in the Hall of Justice and be responsible for the meals for heroes and tourists.

Therefore, every time Xiao Dai returned to the Hall of Justice, he would have to support him by eating in the cafeteria, and he would always eat his signature dish, beef-based recipes.

So when Clayface went to the cafeteria to eat, he always looked like Diana and ordered the dishes that Diana usually ordered.

Not only to support the work of the tauren, but also to save money by pretending to be Xiao Dai and enjoying the chef's free menu, which can be regarded as a little bit of a scam for the bosses.

Of course, it's a win-win situation, since Batman doesn't care about the money for the ingredients.

The current time is eight o'clock in the evening, just an hour after getting off work at the Hall of Justice, and Clayface is alone. He must have enjoyed the staff meal at the Hall of Justice before clocking out.

In other words, if the real Clayface suddenly returned to Gotham for some reason and died here, then Strangler should be able to find undigested beef in his body.

But let alone the beef, the symbiote didn't even taste the red wine or tomato sauce that went with the beef. There was only mud in the belly of the deceased, as if...it had just been fished out of the sewer.

The reasoning process was very simple, so Su Ming just told Bobo:

"No beef."

The orangutan detective immediately understood. In this way, Deathstroke had already determined that this was a counterfeit. He thought for a moment, leaned into the man's ear and whispered:

"Clayface plasma."

"Good idea, little Fuorang." Su Ming laughed. Bobo's thoughts were the same as his own. He took the orangutan off his shoulders and put it on the ground: "You stay here to look for the murderous warhead and eliminate the last possibility. I Take Mr. Chief to check the surveillance at the front entrance and see who walked into the police station."

Without further ado, Bobo took out a magnifying glass from the inner pocket of his suit and began to investigate the scene.

For the purpose of acting, Su Ming took out a gun, pointed it at Gordon and said, "Chief, will you show me the police station's monitoring room?"

Gordon is an experienced actor. He was able to tell lies from the earliest days, saying that there was no Bat monster in Gotham. Later, he made up all kinds of lies for Batman.

It was no problem to play with Deathstroke. With an expression of helplessness and suppressed anger on his face, he led the mercenaries to the corridor behind the stairs.

The structure of the police station here is basically the same as that of Minus 11 on Earth, so Su Ming knows the way, but he needs to explain something to Gordon in a place where no one is around, at least to let the chief understand what problems he may face.

So after entering the surveillance room and discovering that there were still several police officers who were able to move, Deathstroke simply knocked them out.

"You don't have to hit them at all." Gordon had some objections. He nervously checked whether these men were still alive.

"For the sake of the plot, for most people in Gotham, Deathstroke is still a demonic mercenary. In this case, how could I not cause some harm to others? Wouldn't that be inconsistent with the character?"

Su Ming waved his hand indifferently, put away his gun and went to check the surveillance camera. He rewinded to a few minutes ago and patiently looked at the main entrance of the police station.

"They are human beings, not props you use for acting. You obviously had other options, such as kidnapping me and forcing them out." After confirming that the people were just unconscious, Gordon breathed a sigh of relief, but still spoke with a helpless look. complain.

"Where is this? You definitely don't want to see me really treating people as props... OK, Gordon, come and see this person, do you know him?"

The death knell, who was pressing buttons on the console with his back to the director, made a devilish sound, but as he hit the pause button on the monitoring, his tone became kind and gentle again. He turned around, smiled and asked the director for some reference. .

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