While Damian and Clayface are talking on the Tower of Wayne, there is also someone waiting for a date in another part of Gotham.Not everyone likes a quiet place without wind and rain, and sometimes smoking and waiting with an umbrella on the roof of a small building is also a good choice.The bat lamp is on for the first time in a long time, it shouldn't have been lit.But now there was a man in a brown trench coat, with old-fashioned glasses, and a cigarette in his mouth, standing next to the searchlight.His gaze was levelled at the darkness of the horizon, and the dawn seemed far away.As if the old days were repeated, cigarette butts were dropped and then extinguished by the rain, and he waited patiently for the arrival of the Dark Knight.The sound of landing on the rooftop was insignificant in the wind and rain, and her vigorous skills were enough to ignore the disadvantages of high-heeled boots, but Barbara's heart was now full of troubles, and her mood was very bad.There are countless people in this crazy city who imitate the Joker, and there are people who imitate Batman, but she never thought that anyone would imitate her father, and imitate it so much.Is this a new psychosis?
Or is it some new 'chameleon' killer?
What exactly is the other party going to do when he turns on the bat lamp?
So she rushed to this familiar place, the Gotham Police Station.After her mother died, her father brought her here to play since she was a child, so that he could take care of her while working.She'd learned a lot here by eating bad donuts for three meals in the break room, doing homework on a desk in an empty observation room, and peeking at how the officers interrogated the madmen.But if you ask her what impresses her the most, it should be that 'being a good person is much harder than being a bad person'."
Who are you?"
She opened her mouth to ask the other person, but her voice was still sweet after being treated with a voice changer.The man standing by the bat lamp turned around, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth with a cigarette, and the smoke poured out of his mouth, covering his face, but there was a suppressed madness in those eyes.He gently took the cigarette from his mouth and greeted him gently: "My sister, you are here, just as I expected." ”Barbara was no longer on guard, she jumped off the low wall at the edge of the rooftop, walked over to the young man with a frown, grabbed the other man's pulse and said, "Why did you come out?"
You're still on bail, shouldn't you run around wearing positioning leg rings, have you taken your medicine tonight?
”It turns out that the person who imitated Director Gordon was his son, Jasgordon Jr, known as James Jr., the abbreviation, which is a masked letter combination.He and Gordon looked exactly the same as when they were younger, but the biggest difference was that his father was a good cop, while his son was mentally ill and a serial murderer.He spent most of his time in Arkham receiving treatment, and after the sinking of the Earth, he was granted parole for his good behavior and a psychiatrist's certificate.The reason for the simple young man's 'debut' was also very simple, he was a high-IQ talent, he watched his father solve the case every day when he was a child, and later he was kidnapped by various villains several times, and saw the villains, including the Joker, being defeated by Batman again and again.Unlike girls like her sister, she began to worship the Dark Knight brainlessly after being saved by Batman a few times, and the boy who refused to admit defeat gradually came up with some ideas.'
Is there a perfect crime in the world?'
Can Batman really solve any case?
Detectives are better than all cops?
’'Then my father even gave up the family for work, and he and his sister grew up like orphans, what is the value?
’At first, those thoughts were just swirling in his head, but then when he reached his teens and gained some strength in his arms and legs, he began to put the murder in his head into action.As soon as several cases came out, he became the famous 'ripper' and 'throat cutter' in Gotham at the time, using a knife and a brilliant brain to create a series of murders without clues.Every morning in Gotham in those days, a new body would be found in the bustling area, dead from throat cuts and autopsies, but there were no fingerprints, no footprints, no surveillance, no witnesses, not even satellite imagery at the crime scene.As if by magic, the corpse appeared there as if out of thin air, and the whole of Gotham became a secret room, and a series of questions fell on Batman's head.There are no social ties between the victims, there is no similarity in their identity backgrounds, the crime takes place all over the city, and the killers treat the rich and the poor equally.He did stump Batman for a while, but as a 12-year-old child, he had to go to school during the day, work part-time at night, and go out to kill people in the middle of the night, which was too busy.Mental power can be supported, but ordinary people's physical strength can't hold it, besides, he lives under the same roof as an old police detective who has been in the industry for decades plus a follower of Batman, and everything must be extra careful.Finally, late one night, when he was washing his bloody clothes in the dark in the basement, he was found by his father, who happened to come home to pick up something.He calmly admitted all the facts and methods of the crime, restrained himself, and comforted his father and sister that he had committed a crime, but the experiment was successful.It was the police who caught him, not Batman, his father made the right choice in the past, and the grievances and loneliness that his siblings endured when they were young are valuable.Moreover, there really is a perfect crime in the world, and I am just a little less lucky.He was a minor at the time, and his mental state was obviously abnormal, so he could only be sent to Arkham for treatment, and after treatment by many psychological experts, he became a real madman, the kind of madman who felt uncomfortable without killing people for a day.All sorts of plans to murder others filled his brain, and he felt like his head was going to explode if he didn't act on it.That's the beauty of Arkham, even if you throw a dog in and get treatment from a specialist, it will be a mad dog in a few days.After being released on parole, little Jaime needed to take a lot of tranquilizers on a regular basis every day, but even so, his strong brain power still kept him in a state of high spirits, and he showed a variety of emotions, just like a normal person.Hearing that his sister cared so much about him, he showed a warm smile: "I've taken the medicine, I feel good now, and I don't think coming to the police station wearing an ankle ring will have any impact on the parole guarantor." ”"Okay, then you shouldn't be playing with bat lanterns on the rooftop, go home quickly, or go back to your dorm room and have a good rest, good."
Barbara breathed a sigh of relief, things have become very strange lately, her father is infected and crazy, Batman is missing, and if her brother comes out to commit crimes again, she doesn't know if she can do anything to him."
I'm not a kid anymore, so you don't have to coax me to talk."
Little Jaime held the umbrella above his sister's head, and he looked up at the world outside the umbrella: "I'm here to look for you, you seem to be busy in the last few days?"
”The bat girl's shoulders drooped, and it was okay not to mention it, but she felt her whole body ache when she mentioned it."
I'm sure you've seen the parasitic mushroom thing, and while Gotham has enough guns and power to defend himself, when the crisis passes, those with guns like to shoot at each other to celebrate, and I haven't closed my eyes for more than forty hours."
Little Jaime nodded, he took out a hamburger from the pocket of his trench coat and handed it to his sister: "Presumably this is the reason why your phone is turned off, Batman's problem seems to be more serious than I thought, because he actually didn't provide you with logistics and shift change arrangements, I guess, now the Bat family is up to you?"
So you've been squeezing yourself. ”"You should think as little as possible, it's not going to help you."
Barbara touched her brother's head, and without answering the question directly, she took the burger and took a bite, although there were some, but her favorite flavor: "So you came to me like this, is there any hurry?"
”"I do have a funny thing I want to share with you."
Little James's fingers clenched and loosened on the handle of the umbrella, and there was an inexplicable smell in his tone: "But can I ask first, is our father still alive?"
What really happened to him?
”Batgirl's eyes blinked behind the mask, and her movements slowed down in chewing food: "Why do you ask?"
”Her voice became a little odd."
Hehe, Barbara, we all know him, I've been watching the news in the store during the mushroom incident, and the police chief doesn't appear in all the Gotham channels, don't you think it's strange to replace me with you?
How could our father not be on the front line?
I don't even need to reason about it. ”