What bad intentions could Batman have?

No one knows fear better than Dr. Jonathan Crane.

Oh! Or maybe, and possibly we should call him Mr. Scarecrow.

The famous Gotham villain Scarecrow, the ultimate nightmare of countless people, would be one of the monsters that parents use to scare their children every darkest night in Gotham.

But in fact, many people don’t know that...

Crane lives in constant fear all the time.

He hates this, it reminds him that he has never been different in his life.

His childhood was spent in constant fear. Fear of dogs, fear of falling, fear of germs, fear of bad people, fear of other children, fear of teachers, fear of his parents, fear of doing wrong, fear of being teased, fear of change, fear...

Crane closed his eyes.

Even after a long time, those roars still lingered in his ears.

"Be careful, Klein, or I'll use your skin and bones as toothpicks. You may be famous outside, but here without your fear gas and mask, you are nothing!" Klein trembled with fear. This was one of his biggest fears... fear that what others said about him was real. "In fact, you are worse than nothing! They didn't even put you in the Arkham Special District like other famous mentally ill criminals, but threw you into the general area, with the rest of us!" Fear. fear. f-e-a-r. "Please... please don't hurt me, I won't dare to do it again."

"If I hurt you, you are not worthy of me. Idiot, you won't pee your pants, right? Hahahaha!"

"The Scarecrow was so scared that he knelt down and begged for mercy? Hahaha!"

"I can't believe this guy has become a super criminal. What am I, a super super criminal?"

"My grandmother is braver than him!"

"Seriously, this guy is the Scarecrow? Are you sure?"

There was a time when fear was his friend, his puppet, used to deal with others. Things were not like this before. He embraced fear and roamed in his world, letting the whole world know that he was the most terrible person.

And then all this was gone, taken away by someone who understood fear as well as he did. That person even knew how to use fear as his weapon. Because of Batman, everything returned to the starting point.

Afraid of being hurt, afraid of those big bad guys, afraid of their attitudes, words, fists, crude homemade weapons, afraid that he was real in their eyes.

Afraid that he would be nothing without his fear gas, afraid that he would be labeled a weakling for the rest of his life, what should he do if that were the case?

"No! No! No!!! Please! Help!"

"It's Scarecrow!!! Scarecrow!!! He's coming for us!!! Idiot!!! We're all going to die--"

"Ahhh--"

Klein shook his head, shaking off the dying wails of his former cellmates.

But this is not real, it's not just thin, Jonathan Klein is not just Scarecrow, he's a scientist, a trained psychologist who specializes in the study of fear.

The gas is just one of my many tools, and I'll prove it to you.

You suspicious people, bullies, and insignificant people, I'll prove it to you, as well as the entire Gotham City, and yes, the other person who can control fear...Batman.

I'll prove to everyone that it doesn't take my special gas to bring fear to others, I'll let them see what real fear is.

At this moment, at this moment

Jonathan Crane, also known as the famous Scarecrow, is sewing a scarecrow.

This sounds like nonsense, but the fact is that what Crane holds in his hand is technically a real scarecrow filled with straw.

This time, he will change his behavior. No more subordinates, no revenge.

Crane's eyes paused on the sharp knife on the table not far away, and then he lowered his head and sewed the scarecrow.

This time the victim will be completely random, without any connection, and killed in the most cruel way.

All the intelligence Batman has collected and sorted out about Jonathan Crane himself and his accomplices is useless.

Batman has been away from Gotham City for too long, and has been away from their game for too long. The Riddler is missing, the Joker is missing, Two-Face, the Penguin, and Mr. Freeze have become Batman's lackeys...

Gotham has been quiet for too long, and it's time for this city to remember the fear of that chaotic era again.

And Nightwing...

Batman actually let his henchman do justice in this city. He actually thought that his stupid henchman alone could solve all the problems of this city?

No, Scarecrow will not allow Batman to ignore the city of Gotham.

This city belongs to him and Batman. It's time for Batman to put aside those boring things of the Justice League and return to his job.

Crane is going to be a new Scarecrow, a Scarecrow that no one knows anything about, cannot predict, and can't even find.

He is going to restart the Gotham game that has been stagnant for many years.

He is making scarecrows, and he will place them in every corner of the city. On rooftops, parking lots, storage rooms, phone booths, bedroom closets, living rooms, blocking people's sight, staring at people's windows, every corner.

He wants to send a message to the city, to increase people's fear, to tell people that he can be everywhere, appear at any time, and no one can stop him.

He is a master at instilling fear in others.

He wants to tell everyone...

"There is no safety anymore."

The scarecrow turned his head sharply.

In an instant.

Bang!

The lights in the room went out.

"Who is it..."

The scarecrow held up the needle in his hand.

"Who is it?"

He trembled, waving the thin needle in his hand in the dark.

But no one responded to him.

The scarecrow tried to take out his mobile phone. He knew that it was afternoon outside, and there should be light coming through the window... but there was only darkness.

No! No! Now is not the time to think about these things. It's Batman! How did he find himself?

The phone didn't light up at all.

In the darkness, Chen Tao quietly observed Klein.

He needed Klein... he needed such a master of fear to help him.

When facing the possible existence of the Sinestro Corps, which represents fear, nothing is more useful than a master of fear.

And Chen Tao even had some ideas...

Just like the Red Lantern Corps's lantern beast Blood Bull that chased the anger, the Parallax Monster would surrender to the person who is best at manipulating fear.

Maybe he could do something to the Yellow Lantern Corps' lantern beast Parallax Monster through Klein.

Of course, in order to realize these ideas, before using Klein...

He must scare the other party first, otherwise he will never give in easily.

A barrier built by nanorobots was used by Chen Tao to wrap around the room where Klein was, blocking the last ray of light.

Chen Tao synchronized the high-speed bullets, and under the x-sight, any action of the scarecrow was clearly visible.

Most people think that one of the most primitive fears is the fear of the dark...

But when you think about it carefully, you will find that people are not afraid of the dark itself, but what may lurk in the dark.

Time passed.

Chen Tao did not say a word to the scarecrow again. He had been like this for an hour or two, slowly, torturing the scarecrow in the most insignificant ways.

Touching the scarecrow's cheek with a feather, stabbing him gently with a pin, breathing softly on his cheek. Making a slight rubbing sound with a shoe on the floor.

"Where are you? Where are you? Don't play these tricks, these are all tricks I have played, I know it's a pinhead-and a feather!"

"No!"

"Ah-!"

"Ah-!"

"Ah-!!!"

These may not seem like much, but in the scarecrow's mind, he would think that the feathers and pins were biting his mice or bugs.

The breath could come from anything, and the rubbing sound of the shoe on the floor let him know that there were other people in the room, and all of this was done deliberately by Chen Tao.

"No..."

"Come out and face me! Face me!"

"You monster!"

And now it's time to put on another mask, it's time for Scarecrow to see himself clearly.

So he let out a low laugh.

He looked like a ghost, and his voice was like the sharp hum of a night owl in the dusk before the sun sets.

Then he let out another high-pitched laugh.

Then...

In the dim light caused by the flashing of silver-white particles, Scarecrow saw the figure that made his heart stop appear in front of him.

He didn't know how Batman found him.

And what was more terrifying than Batman's appearance here was that Scarecrow was so deeply aware that perhaps he could rule fear and become fear...

But there was another person who could also command fear as he wished. Someone who was better at controlling fear than himself...

Batman!

"No!! It's terrible!"

The Scarecrow finally collapsed, holding his head and trying desperately to escape.

He broke through the house and ran for his life in the afternoon sun.

But he could only see the shadow appearing in front of him like a ghost:

"Your tricks may have changed in form, and your sick psychological games may be more corrupt than last time, but I can see from your frightened eyes that one thing is still the same.

Yourself.

You are still the same melancholy little coward as before."

Burning.

Burn violently.

The sunlight reflected into the pupils of the scarecrow, and then reflected the bat monster that still looked like a living shadow in the sunlight.

He held his head and howled.

Chen Tao said the formulaic arrest declaration, and looked at the scarecrow who was scared to death and felt puzzled.

Really.

The scarecrow is not good at this.

It is so good at scaring others, but it is so easy to scare itself.

He just used some of the skills of Batman to scare others from the comics, and he actually scared the scarecrow like this...

Is this a bit exaggerated?

Oh my, why is the scarecrow howling and tearing his clothes, running away with his hands and feet?

Is it really necessary?

Acting in a movie?

? ? ?

Am I that scary? It's just a re-creation of Batman and your own actions in the comics...

Uh...

But...

Chen Tao picked up Klein, who was snotty.

This time he was scared out of his wits, so he should be convinced and can be used.

Yeah, Scarecrow was captured successfully, +1 to the parallax monster treasure, really good.

Since Bane's jailbreak incident, Scarecrow was released by the way, and his whereabouts have been elusive. It's not easy to find him.

Scarecrow didn't know how and what method he used to remove the tracking nanorobots that Chen Tao had put on him. In the end, Chen Tao's control of the nanorobots was indeed too simple, so Klein took advantage of this loophole and disappeared from his sight for a while, and even participated in the outsider's calculation of Thunder Shazam.

(Note: During this period, the Scarecrow was ordered by the Outsiders to serve as Billy's psychological teacher, thus weakening his will. Later, the Scarecrow successfully extracted himself from the Outsiders' situation and disappeared again.)

However, during this period, he took the initiative to find trouble in Gotham City, and it was useless to hide. Although he avoided the surveillance cameras, he could not avoid the eyes that Chen Tao used as surveillance.

What's more, the straw he used to make the scarecrow was once a living plant. He only needed to gently mobilize a part of the power of the Green of All Things to revive the dead straw, and then ask them where they had been before...

The Green of All Things, kid.

Hmm...

Chen Tao suddenly became silent.

He looked at the scarecrow under his hand, which was shaking like a sieve, and suddenly a trace of doubt came to his mind.

Scarecrow...

Is it really the best candidate to be liked by the Yellow Light Beast Parallax Monster, the incarnation of fear?

Don't make him do it for a long time, and finally come up with "What, it's not the scarecrow that likes it, but me?" That would be funny.

Well...

However, Chen Tao's skills of intimidating others were all learned from comics, and at most he added a little bit of his own opinions when he was an actor in his previous life. In essence, it was a crude reproduction of the comics' techniques. This was not mastering fear, but at best a reproduction of the fear-making process.

The scarecrow in front of him was the real master of fear!

So, Chen Tao, who roughly reproduced the fear technique, became happy again, and hurriedly carried the scarecrow, the master of fear who was scared to urinate, and disappeared into the portal.

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On the other side.

"You must get the fearful lamp beast, the parallax monster."

When Sinestro left the hall, a voice suddenly rang in Mongo's ears.

"Our cooperation must be based on this premise, otherwise everything is empty talk."

"You must be better at controlling fear than Sinestro, you must be a real master of fear."

"Of course."

Mongo turned his head.

He whispered, "No one is better at controlling fear than me..."