What bad intentions could Batman have?

On the way here, the Joker had imagined countless times what kind of trap Batman would set.

He knew that after arriving at the address on the paper, Batman might be waiting for him there.

And what about him? He didn't prepare anything.

No hostages, no piranhas laughing wildly, and not even a bomb ready to explode.

He didn't even kill anyone for the Bat!

He should stand in the middle of dozens of grinning corpses, applauding the belated Batman, offering his most beloved darling the daily greetings from Gotham, and then spraying him with acid corsages or throwing clown explosives, like a girl in her first love giving her lover a kiss.

Then his bat would give him his favorite big mouth, like a lover lovingly scratching the girl's small nose, and then send him to Arkham in a refreshing beating.

He might get some roses (beaten to vomit blood), a few kisses (broken ribs), or a climax that almost strangled him to death.

But now there is none of these, no explosives, no hostages, just like before a wonderful night, there is no movie, candlelight dinner, romantic date and fireworks display, but it is simply and crudely fast-forwarded to the two sitting on the bed together and looking at each other.

But it doesn't matter, right?

Because this is what Batman wants.

Mayor Carlo is a tattered dress, no matter how he (or she?) wears it, he can't seduce Batman.

Then this dress is a rotten dress.

The girl's heart is full of anxiety. She feels that her lover's love is slipping away, but she doesn't know how to save it.

Even Mayor Carlo's hollow black silk rabbit ear miniskirt can't seduce her lover, so can hostages or explosives, candlelight dinners and wedding wine, get his lover's favor?

But it's too late to plan a fireworks display like releasing laughing gas in the city center or the reservoir or blowing up some buildings.

Oh, and Bane, that little bitch, huh? Hateful third party, but she is a generous person, she will not rush over to scratch the other person's face, she restrained herself, that would ruin her lover's mood.

Oh, so now the pale-skinned girl is a little entangled again, she feels that she seems to be a little cheap, like those people waiting for business on the street, Batman waved and sent them up, without any reserve and shame.

But who told him to hate Batman?

He can't tolerate Batman ignoring him, let alone Gordon or those boring policemen to defile him.

So...if Batman won't come.

Then he will send himself to the door, even if he is regarded as stupid.

Even cruel favor is better than the mildest ignoring.

And... it's now.

"No."

The Joker staggered back.

Things shouldn't be like this.

"No... No no no no!"

The Joker rushed towards Chen Tao. Chen Tao did not dodge. He saw that this was not a hysterical attack, but just an incredible touch.

"Who are you? What the hell are you? Give me back my bat!"

"Ha-hahahaha~"

"Don't you understand? I am Batman."

The silver-white particles trembled, and the Joker saw the face of Batman suddenly appear, and then disappeared again in an instant.

"You..."

The Joker felt that he was hit hard on the face. He saw the pale freak with purple hair on the opposite side raised the crowbar in his hand high and beat him again and again.

There was no sweet love like Batman, only cold malice and cruelty that hit people's souls directly.

The comfortable feeling was gone, only deep cold pain.

He felt Batman holding his collar and lifting him up. He was dragged by Batman and brought to the corner of the room.

The Joker saw Batman, no, the pale monster that Batman turned into, open the wooden box in the corner.

"A Batman uniform?" The Joker said, "Oh my God."

His tone was normal and smooth, his mouth was pulled down, even though the cut at the corner of his mouth made him look weird and scary when he made such a calm expression, but the Joker didn't care about it at all, he heard Batman's strange laugh.

"Hahahahaha——"

The Joker's whole body was cold, he never thought that his familiar laugh would sound so scary.

"I've been thinking, Joker."

"Tell me, what is winning?"

The Joker heard the pale freak Batman turned into laughed crazily: "Let's get straight to the heart of the matter, okay? Black little heart, beating, beating, beating, why didn't I kill you?"

Then his head turned back into Batman's head in a silver-white, the beautiful bat head with pointy ears, was simply and roughly installed on the purple suit body, mocking everyone.

In every deepest nightmare in Gotham, even in a twisted head like the Joker, there has never been such a terrifying scene.

"Because then you win."

Batman's voice was low and dark, and the call of his beloved was gentle and hoarse. He lowered his head with a face full of compassion.

"Batman, it's you! What happened, what happened..."

"I, I can't control myself..."

"No, no! Honey, I'm here... Batman, you can never be defeated, you won't--"

The Joker stretched out his hand tremblingly, his fingers twisted in the violent beating, like a twisted dough stick.

But the Joker didn't feel any pain at all. As long as there is Batman, as long as Batman is still there, no matter what kind of predicament Batman is in, Batman can always win, Batman can always defeat him, defeat anyone!

He trembled and wanted to touch Batman's cheek, but he only touched the corner of his mouth that was raised high.

Batman's voice turned into hysterical laughter in the next second.

"Haha, haha, hahahahahahahahahahahaha--"

This hoarse laughter gradually deformed and gradually rose. He seemed to choke on his laughter. The Joker saw Batman's mouth cracked, and the face under the bat hood was pale, like his own reflection.

"No! No!"

The Joker screamed hysterically, almost vomiting his throat out of his mouth.

The pale freak began to dress him in Batman's clothes. Batman, whose lower half of his face had turned pale under the mask, was still talking, and his upper half of his face turned pale again in the silver-white light:

"Hahaha, I love this answer! That way you win, and I win! But it's different, you know? Different, now this is how I win, little Bat, I persevere."

"You just said that you didn't do that because it would make me win, which is what you told yourself and others because you didn't want to admit the truth - and the old excuse of the slippery slope theory, am I right?"

"Batman killed the Joker, and then suddenly, who knows, what can stop Batman from killing all the bad guys like the Joker and becoming completely crazy?"

The Joker looked at the pale monster and laughed, "But I think that's bullshit, old friend."

The Joker's whole body has been dressed in a Batman uniform bit by bit by the pale monster, and half of his pale face is covered by Batman's dark mask.

With the silver-white light, the monster also changed back to the appearance of Batman, wearing a Batman uniform, pointy ears - oh no, as it should be, the face under the mask is still pale, with a mouth stretched to the ears.

Well, now the two of them are almost identical - pale people wearing Batman's coat.

"I mean, do you really think you can't just kill me, the Joker, and then stop? No one will know, you can find a place away from people's eyes, do it in the dark, you can bear it, right? Say something like 'Oh, poor Joker, I know him' afterwards?"

"No!" said the Joker: "I will never do that!"

His bat uniform and pointy ears shone brightly in the night.

Then in an instant, everything disappeared.

Hysterical laughter, raised corners of the mouth, bright red teeth and vicious eyes.

The Joker heard Batman say to him: "You...you have to help me...I can't suppress him for too long."

The Joker's neck was loosened, he staggered, and stood on the ground at a loss.

He touched his bat mask and cape.

"It's next to it...the crimson cabinet at the corner...you have to go in and crawl inside!"

He heard Batman say to him: "You have to go in, so that you can change me back!"