[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

Chapter 56 Moon 56

Gordon hurriedly climbed to the roof of the police station and pulled off the plastic sheet covering the Batlight.

Maybe it's because it hasn't been used for a long time, or maybe it's because the weather in Gotham has been sunny recently, and he shook off a thin layer of dust on the torn plastic sheet.

Gordon was choking and coughing in the dust, thinking, how long had it been since he had turned on this lamp?

It's true that Batman hasn't appeared in a long time.

This should have been a good thing, but Gordon occasionally misses the greatest detective ever, and working with him.

When the days finally returned, Gordon was not at all happy.

Yes.

The clown escaped from prison again.

Gordon really scratched his head and couldn't figure out how the clown escaped from the Arkham Asylum that had been reinforced for several floors?

Ever since the Terror of the Moon destroyed a ward building in Arkham, the church, the city hall, and the Wayne Company have invested a lot of money in Arkham at the same time, devoting themselves to turning this ancient lunatic asylum into a watertight iron asylum. Barrel, not to mention jailbreak, not even a fly can fly out.

At this level, the clown can still find a way to escape from prison, which can only explain one problem——

The clown must have seduced some poor, hapless doctor with his crazy fallacies again, turned him into a tool man, gave him the green light, and let him out of the madhouse, which is what Gordon can do. The only possibility that comes to mind.

Then came the part that made Gordon feel bad.

After the clown escaped from prison this time, he didn't do anything to disturb Gotham. He just disappeared in the ward and then disappeared. The police station used almost all the police force to turn Gotham upside down, but they couldn't find the clown.At the same time, they also searched for clues inside Arkham, but they found nothing.

Until 10 minutes ago, a letter was quietly placed on Gordon's desk.

The recipient of the letter is Batman.

And the signature is a clown.

Gordon immediately eliminated the danger of the letter, and after confirming that there were no dangerous items inside, he hurried to the roof of the police station and turned on the bat light.

"I saw the news." While he was still tinkering with the aging wiring of the bat light, he heard the familiar sound of throat cancer coming from behind him.

Gordon turned his head suddenly, and saw Batman standing in the dark night, almost blending with the night of Gotham.He showed the outline of a cold chin, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his bright eyes shone like stars behind the dark mask.

Gordon was slightly taken aback.

It had been a while since he had seen this picture.

Although this is not worth remembering, at this moment he suddenly felt——

Well, right.

"The clown has escaped from prison again." Gordon said helplessly, "We haven't found him yet, and the only clue so far is this—"

He took out the letter.

Batman took the letter in his hand, and glanced at the twisted and weird lettering painted on the envelope with a red crayon.

He seemed to be able to see the corners of the writer's exaggerated grin and the crazy and malicious smile on his face through the bright red and bloody fonts.

"What did you write?" Gordon was a little nervous.

"...a web address." Batman squinted his eyes, and he took out a display that could connect to the Internet, entered the web address, and projected the screen.

"Oh! Did you miss me, little bat?" A familiar voice jumped out of the microphone immediately, and the terrifying face of the clown floated in the air, greeting the camera with a playful smile, "Since After we met last time, I miss you all the time, oh, I have spent this long month with the thought of you in my arms, and I am about to become ill from accumulated worries."

His tone was full of artificial affection, which made Gordon beside him frown.

"You must be thinking, oh, what is this nasty clown planning—" the clown in the video continued, "Actually, I didn't plan to do anything to make you unhappy this time, quite the contrary— I'm here to help you this time, little bat."

Batman frowned too.

Gordon said anxiously: "What the hell is he thinking?"

"I know why you've been worried recently. Do you feel that things are starting to get out of your control? Do you feel that this city has begun to change beyond recognition?" The clown moved closer to the camera, and almost only his face remained on the screen. face, "oh my Gotham...my Gotham is not my Gotham anymore, I don't recognize it anymore, this city doesn't need Batman anymore...lol lol lol they never thanked me though i threw so many criminals into the black gate and so many lunatics into arkham oh although i dont kill them i did so much for the city , but it just forgot about me... isn't it, little bat?"

Gordon was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at Batman, and he was relieved when he noticed that Batman was still indifferent.

"Those stupid Gotham people, a group of pigs kneeling in front of the so-called gods..." The clown continued, "Life and death, they never think that order and chaos are just breadcrumbs left by the gods , They never think about it, they just kneel down and lick those so-called gifts... Then, tell me, little bat, tell me your truest thoughts..."

He leaned closer to the camera again, only his malicious and bloodshot eyes remained in the picture: "Do you really think Gotham needs a god?"

As soon as the voice fell, he began to laugh, as if he had just told a funny joke.

His piercing laughter filled the roof of the police station, and Gordon and Batman fell into dead silence.

After laughing, the clown said slowly: "After this video is over, I will give you an address for a date, do you understand? The date - will - only you and me. I think you should be willing to meet me Let's talk, look, after I left my happy hometown of Arkham, I have refrained from destroying this ridiculous city brainwashed by false gods...pure order, just to please you , How disgusting, I want to throw up! You must understand me, right little bat, only you can understand me."

He put his hands on the camera with a smile, and finally said: "I will wait for you to come."

"Crack."

The screen was pitch black.

Then, a map of Gotham appeared on the screen, and a location not far from the suburbs was marked with a red mark.

On closer inspection, the imprint appears to be a grinning mouth.

Gordon glanced at Batman with some concern: "Are you going?"

"Hmm." Batman nodded while entering the address into his information database, "Arrange some police officers to go there, but don't get too close."

Gordon hesitated and asked, "Do you need to notify the church?"

Batman fell silent for a moment.

His hand unconsciously touched the seed that he put in his belt.

The golden seed that the Pope gave him.

"...No need." Batman said, he raised his head to look at the full moon hanging in the sky of Gotham, his voice was low.

……

Uriah, who was sitting in the bat cave happily eating popcorn, suddenly shook her hand, and the popcorn in her hand fell to the ground.

"Gift crab..." Dick caught the falling popcorn with quick eyesight and quick hands, and said frightenedly, "Be careful! If Bruce finds out, I'm doomed! I'll have to mop the floor for at least a month!"

Uriah frowned and said nothing.

"What's wrong?" Dick asked.

"...Today, is it the full moon?" Uriah asked.

Dick thought for a while, then nodded: "It should be? I remember that Arkham's accident was exactly a month ago. Wasn't it a full moon? What's wrong?"

"..." Uriah frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know, I just had sudden palpitations just now."

"Didn't sleep well?" Dick asked, raising his eyebrows.

"..." Uriah thought for a long time but couldn't figure out where this inexplicable uneasiness came from, so she just waved it off, grabbed a handful of popcorn and threw it into her mouth and said, "It doesn't matter, Keep watching the movie!"

……

Mysterious Star Cathedral.

The Pope sat quietly in the empty hall, and raised his head slightly as if feeling something.

A smile flickered across his gray eyes.

"Believers of chaos and disorder..." he said softly, as if reciting a poem, "tell me, if there is no evil in this world..."

In the gray pupils, golden spots stirred madly like a sea of ​​debris.

"Then what's the point of justice?"

……

Batman jumped out of the Batmobile.

He looked around.

This appears to be an abandoned church in a remote area.

Since the power of the Mystic Church has grown, many churches that survived before have been converted into unofficial Mystic Churches.

Maybe it's because it's so remote and uninhabited, so this small church stands alone on the edge of the city, as if it had been forgotten by the city of Gotham.

The cold, bright moonlight quietly fell on the steeple of the church, as if coating the building with a layer of frost.

Cloaked in night, he opened the door of the church.

The flimsy wooden door creaked under his dark gloves.

The first thing that catches the eye is the interior of the dilapidated church.

The finish on the interior walls had begun to peel off, the floor was covered in ashes, and the candlesticks were overturned at one corner, with the teeth marks of rat bites on them.

Rows of benches were jumbled, some damaged, their missing arms and legs stacked haphazardly in corners.

At this moment, a man in a priest's attire was kneeling with his hands folded and sitting at the very front, muttering something in his mouth.

Batman stood not far away, and he heard the words he chanted:

"Oh, great gods, the gods who were enshrined here, your faith has been taken away by foreign gods. You accept the worship here, it must be because you have also performed miracles and helped your believers hide You have been through disasters and catastrophes, but now they have abandoned you and embraced other gods!" His voice became louder and his tone began to wear a crazy smile, as if he was not praying, but What a joke, "What a shameful betrayal! Why don't you get angry, why don't you lower your divine punishment?!"

"... the Joker," Batman said.

The man in the priest's costume stood up, turned his head and smiled at Batman.

He casually tore off the ill-fitting robe he was wearing, threw it aside, and said with a smile: "Oh, you came earlier than I thought, maybe you look forward to this date more than I do? "

"I'll take you back to Arkham." Batman said coldly.

"No, no, no, no." The clown tilted his head, the smile on his face covered in oil paint remained the same, "I came to see you so sincerely, yet you only want to send me back to my hometown... This is really frustrating. Sad, I thought you'd be interested in weakening the Church's influence in Gotham."

Weaken the church's influence on Gotham?

Batman narrowed his eyes: "...what do you want to say?"