It rains a lot of the night in Gotham, and the corrosive rain is a perfect match for the icy city, the smell of rust to hide the smell of blood, and the darkness to hide all crimes.In the observation deck at the top of the Wayne Tower, a figure had infiltrated the museum after closing, and the red carpet beneath his feet was instantly wet, leaving a trail of blood.It's usually open to the citizens of Gotham, but the recent chaos in the world has led to people rarely thinking about visiting, and many objects have accumulated a thick layer of dust.But luckily there is no wind here, at least it is quiet on a rainy night.The figure's cloak fluttered with footsteps, and a voice distinctly distorted by the voice changer rang out: "I'm coming, where are you?"
”As the words fell, two green dots of light lit up in the darkness, and what looked like a television began to squirm and deform, turning into a tall and burly humanoid."
Here, little Robin.""
Just call Robin, don't add adjectives."
Damian rolled his eyes and replied angrily, Clay Face sometimes likes to play pranks."
Okay, little Robin, after all, there are too many of your brothers, and I'm just trying to distinguish between them."
Clay Face squirmed and approached Damian, and lowered his height to eye level with the other party: "I still remember that there was a big Robin, a second Robin, and a third Robin, and you were the last little Robin to be added to the Bat family, obviously you are Batman's own son, it's strange." ”Outside the tempered floor-to-ceiling glass window of the observation deck, lightning suddenly lit up, and Damian's little face illuminated in the darkness, but the look in his eyes behind the blindfold was not nostalgia, but something else.He squinted, as if to avoid the glare.Kiss my son.However, there are some things that don't need to be known to everyone, they are their own private affairs, and they interrupt their patrols to meet with Clay Face here, not to talk about private matters.Clay Face is essentially a good guy, or not so bad, he worked as a villain for a while, but ended up on Batman's side and became a supernumerary member of the Bat family.Ability As the name suggests, he can change his appearance at will, which is as convenient as plasticine.This allows him to mimic anyone's appearance and voice, and also allows him to infiltrate most locations to help the Bat family find out, while physical attacks are largely ineffective against him."
Times have changed, mud face, like you're a good person now."
Damian shook his head, and he corrected the other man, "The correct names for us these days should be Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and I-Robin. ”Mud Face has no heart, no lungs, and other miscellaneous organs, he is just a living lump of mud, but at this time he still sighed decently: "Has anyone told you that your family is too serious, as for being so serious?"
”"That's the end of the joke of imitating the clown's speech, you called me here to say there is important news, I'm here, I can report it now."
Damien approached the glass window and looked at the brightly lit city below, everything seemed like a fantasy under the neon lights, not clear.Clayface knew that Damian wasn't fun at all, he didn't look like a kid at all, and Batman's twisted approach to education only made for another little bat.But who can take care of Batman's family affairs?
You must know that Superman and Batman have talked about the education of children, and Batman seems to not care what Damian has become, or rather, only now is it to his heart."
Well, let's get down to business, just about half an hour ago, the wolf came to me, and after a few strokes we made a few strokes, he retreated, leaving a message, I thought it was strange and let you know.""
What's the news?"
Damian watched as the raindrops flowed over the glass in a stream, the trail writhing like a living, transparent snake.Mudface took a deep breath: "He said the Joker invited me to the deepest part of Gotham's sewers for a crazy party. ”"Fake, impossible."
Damian didn't look back, his palms propped up the window, feeling the coldness: "The clown is dead, I saw his body in the cold storage of the bat cave, with a big hole in his chest, unless the party you are going to participate in has invited a spirit medium, and plans to play a pen fairy game or a Ouija board to summon him or something." ”"You're telling a bad joke?
Did you learn from Deathbell?
”The mud-faced yellow mud face showed a strange expression, and the pair of green glowing eyes revealed a puzzled look.Damian furrowed his eyebrows and turned around: "I want to be like whoever is my freedom, you continue to talk about the current business. ”Clay Face was no longer entangled, as Damian said, it was his private matter, so the bloody mouth opened again: "I've seen the clown's corpse too, but you know the Tyrant Wolf guy, he's a mercenary, and if no one pays him, he won't run around looking for someone." ”"You're saying he's not the only one you?"
Damian spotted something suspicious.Clay Face nodded, he didn't have a neck, but he could control the flow of his facial features on the face plate to achieve a visual nodding effect: "Yes, there is a list, Tyrant Wolf told me personally, saying that the clown wants to invite a dozen old friends, and he has already helped to invite one." ”"Who are they?"
Robin asked again, and he began to pinch his chin and think that something was not right."
I don't know, although the wolf is full of foul language, his hands are faster than his brains, but he is still a mercenary after all, and he still has a sense of confidentiality of mission information."
Clay Face spread out his huge palms, looking helpless: "But I stretched my neck as long as I could, and I saw that the three names were Black Adam, Lady Siva, and the Mind Pirates, no matter who was gathering these people, they were not joking. ”"You don't have a neck, you're an extension of your torso."
Damian coldly said the harsh reality, and then shook his head: "Could it be the Joker's daughter?"
The madwoman eventually disappeared into the depths of the sewers, the last time she was rumored to be dead. ”Outside the window, lightning flashed, the light left an afterimage on the retina, and the crackling drops of rain knocked on the glass, and there was a brief silence in the room, which was not warm."
I thought she fell to her death in the fight with Batman, and no one in the deepest abyss knew that she had a good relationship with the killer crocodile, but the guy who lived in the sewers didn't know what was in the deepest part.The walls around the abyss are as smooth as mirrors, square."
But now the organizer of the party obviously knows that we can't deal with just one Xiwa, and we have to contact the 'orphans' to come back from Hong Kong."
Damian pinched his eyebrows with a little headache, he felt the limit of his power: "Whether or not someone is doing things in the name of a clown, we must sabotage this villain party, but why did the other party invite you?"
There is no one in the Gotham Trail now who does not know that you have abandoned the darkness and turned to the light. ”The mud face squirmed, and he looked out the window."
I don't know, perhaps, that the organizers deliberately want to pass on the news to the Bat family?
I can sneak in with a bug and a camera, but I'm not sure if there's a signal deep down the sewers. ”Damian didn't answer right away, he needed to think about it, because if Clayface's guess was right, then the mysterious organizer's gameplay was a bit advanced, and he smelled something unusual.