Three-stream detection simulator

The Joker is not a villain known for his individual fighting ability. Under the attack of Hibida, he fell into the pool of the upside-down world without any suspense, splashing a few meters high. The water drops fell on the grass on the shore, and the plants that were lush and somewhat weird before turned withered and yellow in an instant.

Some pool water nearby flew towards Hibida like bullets. It stayed in the air and had no time to dodge. Hercule, who had already passed through the door and came to another dimension, reflexively stretched out his hand to help block it.

The unknown and unknown liquid fell on the back of his right hand. In an instant, the hair on Hibida's back exploded, and his sharp pupils stared at the detective. As a result, one second passed, two seconds passed, until Hercule wiped the water away, he was still fine.

No matter how others understood it, after repeated attempts, Hercule always felt that "no need to die for forty-two months" referred to immortality at the causal level.

His state was fixed on "alive", and even the pool water that could compete with the Dionysus factor could not kill him.

So what could be the pool water that turned the world upside down? This requires recalling what Zatanna said about the ‘seven forces that constitute the core of the universe’.

Hercule clearly remembered that one of them was the ‘life force’ that is omnipresent in all species. Each force has a corresponding reaction force. For example, the human subconscious corresponds to the black apple, and the opposite of ‘life force’ is naturally the force that can kill everything in the world.

He walked to the edge of the pool and half squatted down, looking at the clown who sank to the bottom of the water and closed his eyes.

The way the clown killed another self was to exchange blood. He drained the blood of the second clown out of the body while injecting the pool water into his blood vessels.

But the clown just said that ‘the Lazarus Pool is not the purest Dionysus factor’, which indirectly proves that the Dionysus factor in his body is the purest. This special metal that somehow got into his body has the ability to heal everything, and hematopoiesis must be one of them.

In other words, the clown in the coffin lost blood, and at the same time, the Dionysus factor in his body was constantly producing blood, and new vitality was generated.

The pool water introduced into his blood vessels actually reached a dynamic balance with this part of the newly generated vitality. The Dionysus factor was not really eradicated from his body. As long as someone cut off the blood exchange pipeline, the Joker in this world could be resurrected again.

Similarly, the Joker who traveled through time and space was the same. He would not open his eyes again unless he was immersed in the pool water forever.

Hercule stood by the pool for a long time, thinking about this problem. The Joker was as difficult to kill as a pest, but although his immortality would make his opponents feel disgusted, Hercule himself was better in this regard.

——The pool water in the cemetery could not kill him, what on earth was he?

The Joker's words before his death left a faint shadow in his heart.

Even Batman, the Dark Knight who had just made a name for himself, Hercule's friend who occasionally made mistakes but was in control most of the time, also had his doomsday.

In the game world line, mysterious deaths, all the once famous superheroes did not leave even a record. Did they die before magic and mythology became extinct, or did they die because they fought against this irreversible trend?

The rulers of the World Cultural Heritage and Protection Association each hid their identities, abandoned their former glory, and plotted in the gutter. There are many immortals in the universe, but when the main storyline of the game is opened, there is only a council of twelve apostles left. Why did the others die?

Is it really a coincidence that the Joker knows how to kill the Joker?

Hercule Hugo, who was born in that barbaric and chaotic era, is neither a superhero nor an ordinary person. Is it the trend of the times or going against the will of heaven?

Thinking of this, Hercule raised his head as if he had realized something. He saw that the Joker in the coffin had his eyes closed, but a tear slipped from the corner of his dry eyes, with a green glow, and fell into the pool below.

90 Inspiration gave birth to a flash of inspiration, and he knew the name of the pool.

'Tears of Extinction'

It is the dark side of life force, the destination of all fallen life forms, and the most primitive graveyard of this planet.

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Ten minutes later, Hercule staggered and leaned against the wall to leave the upside-down world. The 'door' closed behind him, and Gotham promised him to pay attention to the cemetery.

But the 'induction between heaven and man' cannot be triggered all the time. Even if there is something wrong with the burial place of the two clowns, Hercule is still very likely to not get the news and come in time. To prevent accidents, the fewer people who hear about this place in the future, the better. It would be best if only he knows about it until the detective dies.

After leaving the 'door', what came into view was the Lazarus Pool under Gotham in reality. There is another difficult thing here, which is his own body.

At present, the body of Hercule Hugo fell on the edge of the pool like a dark plastic bag, and a half-long head floated in the water like a faded waterweed. Hercule walked over, closed its half-open eyes, and then stood there worrying.

How to deal with this?

Has anyone attended their own funeral?

He considered dumping the body anywhere, but as the detective's reputation in human society gradually grew, if this thing washed into a waterway or flowed into a lake or sea and was discovered, it might easily cause an uproar.

Dismembering the body was also an option, but it seemed a bit perverted. Besides, how much of a body should be shredded so that it would not be dragged out and used? Chop it into ten pounds of minced meat, without a single piece of fat?

Hercules also wanted to trouble Hibida. Since he had blocked a fatal splash for the Devourer in the Upside-Down World, the relationship between cats and humans had reached a new height, so when the detective suggested stuffing the body into the cat's stomach, Hibida retched several times at the empty space.

"It's a bit disgusting." It said honestly, "It gives me the illusion that you are dead and I eat your body. Devourers do not have the custom of enjoying the bodies of their loved ones, not to mention that human life spans are not that short, and you are so special, I hope we can get along for many years."

Considering pragmatism, it sighed at the body for a while, and after tossing and turning for a long time, it turned back and still said: "Can't you think of another way, Hehe?"

It would be too much for the cat to say anything more. Hercules pressed the wound on his waist and found that it was numb with pain now. He had no feeling in his lower body when walking. If he hadn't seen the clown's appearance and then worried that the Lazarus Pool was not a good thing, he really wanted to throw himself in to soak to speed up the healing of the wound.

He sighed at the way back, and felt the despair of a person who had not exercised for a long time facing Mount Everest, and said to the cat:

"At least you can carry it and walk, Mr. Xibeida?"

Anyway, the body can't be left here.

Xibeida asked hesitantly: "Use tentacles?"

"Whatever you want." Hercule, who was not bothered by the sight, walked back the same way with his cane, one step deep and one step shallow, "We'd better hurry... I don't know what's going on with Harvey."

He was so tired that he could fall asleep on the spot, but he was still very imposing when he walked. Xibeida was shocked by his aura, carefully rolled up Hercule's body, and followed closely behind.

No accidents happened on the way back, but Hercule paused for a moment when he reached the entrance of the maze. The sign at the entrance read "The left is a shortcut, the right will take a detour", which should have been left by the clown rather than the Court of Owls.

It's just that it is known that the left road leads to the Lazarus Pool, so where does the right road lead to?

His main mission has not been completed yet.

Hercule thought that the sender of those letters should be the Joker, but it turned out that there seemed to be something else. He wanted to go to the right to take a look, but after several considerations, his worries about Harvey and Batman prevailed, so he decided to go to a place with a signal and call either of them.

But just as he walked out of the subway tunnel, his phone started to ring non-stop, and a series of missed call prompts came out.

Hercule walked to the steps of the subway station and sat down, leaning against the wall behind him, staring at the double screen for a while, and realized that all the calls were from the same person.

It was Harvey Dent.

Hercule carefully read the time of the call, thought for a moment, and called back. After dialing, he did not speak immediately, but remained silent until the other party couldn't help asking:

"Hercule?"

It was indeed Harvey's voice.

Hercule still didn't speak. Harvey just said to himself: "I called you just now, why didn't you answer? I met Batman, and he said you had something to do... Forget it. I'm looking for you now, and I have only one question. You should remember our conversation in the bar two nights ago?"

"Does the promise you made at that time still count?"

Of course I remember, how could I forget?

In the bar, Harvey asked Hercule who he could ask for help if he made an extreme choice.

In front of the bar, Hercule said: 'No matter what happens, you can call me. I am a paid detective, not a vigilante or a policeman. '

At least at that moment, they trusted each other.

Two days later, at the subway station, one of the parties was expressionless due to fatigue and bad guesses. He tapped the steps with his fingers and thought for a long time, assuming various developments of his conversation with Harvey in his mind, but he could not find a suitable strategy with lower risks.

Finally, he asked Hibida for a translator and typed text on it.

The translator has an automatic text-to-speech function, and it sends a synthetic voice without any emotion to the phone microphone:

"Harvey Dent."

"Whether you have heard of me or not, I know you...Hahahaha!" A series of crazy laughs resounded in the empty tunnel. Hercule propped up his head and continued typing, "I am the Joker."

"I know what you are going to do, and I also know the purpose of your call. Unfortunately, the person you are looking for, your friend, is dead."