Thriller Paradise Chapter 575: Me, the clown (15)

"You know...really a lot." Clipper looked at Feng Bujue with a meaningful look, "Mr. Clown."

Brother Jue tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders and replied: "Don't waste time, doctor, start it..." He winked at the circular operation platform more than ten meters away, "...Let's see... The true "faith" buried in the depths of Gotham."

"Hey! Brother Jue!" Just at this moment, Xiao Tan's shout came from behind.

Everyone looked back and saw Xiao Tan and Xiao Ling running towards this side.

"Hey, it's better to come early than to come by coincidence." Feng Bujue muttered, "Are you all right?"

"Oh...it's hard to say..." Xiao Ling sighed and glanced at it, "Anyway, the image of a double-faced person is very successful."

"In order to avoid being tracked, we first parked the stolen airship at a relatively far place, and then walked over, so it was a little later than the agreed time." Xiao Tan continued.

Because this cave will block electronic signals, in the previous period, they could not use the communicator to communicate with the teammates here, so Xiao Tan briefly explained the situation.

"Can I start?" Clipper had been busy on the console for a while and successfully turned on the power to the equipment.

"Please, doctor." Feng Bujue said, and immediately turned around, and said to Joey behind him, "Joy, the next content is very important, you have to remember every word. ."

"Ah? Oh..." Joey didn't understand what the other party was referring to, but he still responded.

The voice is not over. Dr. Clipper clicked a button on the console for the same second. An image appeared on the main computer screen in front of everyone.

In the screen, an avatar appeared. It was a middle-aged man with a handsome face, and his brows were filled with a vicissitudes and fearless temperament.

"No matter who you are, no matter what era you are in, I just want you to know..." He said in a deep, magnetic voice, "...I intend to seal this cave forever." He paused. "But now that you have seen this video. I think...you have successfully found my home." His deep gaze trembled slightly, "Forgive me for having to publish such a long story before I can officially start saying I think What I said..."

At this point, the man stepped back a few steps, and then, his upper body was fully displayed in the lens-he was wearing a bat suit.

"Bruce Wayne!" Joey and Maya exclaimed almost at the same time.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Feng Bujue whispered quickly, "keep listening."

Bruce Wayne on the screen. At this time, he took up his cloak and placed it in front of his eyes and stared for two seconds. Then he spoke again: "The oppressed and desperate must be protected. I have tried my best..." He said, putting it on The cloak, "...Whoever inherited this cloak. I hope he can continue to work hard for it. Avoid unnecessary revenge, endless violence, and the so-called legendary fame...fighting for the truth." His tone was clear. With a firmness, and a touch of feeling like death, "I...I am about to face the final battle. This may be my last words. He is here...I can hear his footsteps." He said, putting it on. Bat mask. "I know... Joker, just outside the door!"

Bruce Wayne's statement ends here. After saying this, he shook off his cloak, turned and left the camera, and the video was interrupted.

Except for Dr. Clipper and Feng Bujue (both of them have already watched this video, but one is watching it in the field and the other is watching it in the comics), the other five people present are all exposed Gave a rather complicated look.

"After that...what happened?" Joey was the first to ask, "Is Batman dead?"

"Yes." Clipper said, "He died with the clown." He raised his hand and pointed to the side. "Did you see the wax figure of the clown? That was what I did with the body of the real clown. Specimens."

When everyone heard this, they turned their heads and looked around. In the direction the doctor pointed, there was indeed a wax figure of a clown. The specimen looked very lifelike, and from the line of sight, it was almost exactly the same as Jue (the clown).

"I made him step forward, leaning over and holding a gun. It's funny, right?" Clipper laughed.

"Where's Bruce Wayne?" Joey then asked, "Did you make a specimen too?" He said, already looking at the four or five Batman specimens nearby.

"Haha...it's a pity that I couldn't keep his body." Clipper said, "Bruce Wayne's death is much worse than this clown. According to my analysis of the scene... It’s not a fair contest, because Mr. Wayne didn’t seem to be planning to kill the Joker, but the Joker tried everything he could to kill him."

"Batman can't kill." Feng Bujue continued, "This is one of the principles set by Bruce Wayne. If you can't follow this one, you can't be called the true heir to the cloak. ." Brother Jue seemed to be explaining this to everyone, but in fact he told Joey to listen to it.

"Then...what happened afterwards?" Joey said to Clipper again.

"War." Clipper replied, "Chaos." He lit a cigarette again, and said, "Several Robins...I mean the real Robin, and some other heroes. Come out. They competed with those super criminals, and the result was the destruction of most of Gotham..." He shook his head, "This war lasted for many years, until one person came forward, and he was Bruce Way. The direct descendants of En, that is, The_......"

The doctor spit out his cigarette: "Fur—you think he is a tyrant? Well, he is indeed a tyrant, but he did what the'heroes' could not do. He won the war..." Kleber He coughed twice, "He killed all the super criminals in the city at the time, and their descendants..." He paused, "Except for you, Mr. Collins, haha... I think my master wants to keep it for myself. The next challenger or something... who knows?"

"What did you say!" Joey has been an orphan since he was a child. This is the first time he has heard of his life, and he can't help but lose his color.

"He is telling the truth, you are the descendant of the clown." Feng Bujue continued, "Is it ironic? When the descendant of the bat became a centralized ruler, he came out against his freedom fighters. , Is actually the offspring of the clown."

"I...I'm the offspring of the clown..." Joey muttered to himself with mixed flavors in his heart.

Maya raised her hand and stroked his shoulder, trying to calm him down. This was the only thing she could do.

"But after all... the era of tyrants should have passed." Clipper continued, "The laws of history are before us... When the contradictions accumulate to a certain level, a change is needed." He sneered. " At this stage, I think... to overthrow that old tyrant would be a good start."

"Do you want to overthrow The_'s rule too?" Joey calmed down a bit and asked immediately.

"Ha ha ha... this is obvious." Clipper laughed. "Actually, I have already prepared. If it weren't for your presence, I think...I will prepare for another year. Wait until next year’s ceremony to try again." He smiled, "However, now that this is the end of the matter, then I will advance the plan."

After that, Clipper squeezed out the cigarette butts, then rushed to the console, doing a quick operation.

With the operation of his hands, all the hidden or dust-covered devices in the Bat Cave were restored to power. In the rumbling sound of the motor, the lights of the entire cave lit up suddenly.

"This is..." Joey's eyes widened~IndoMTL.com~ looked forward. In a corner twenty meters away, a row of transparent storage bins appeared, displaying various equipment worn by Batman in various periods, "Bat’s equipment?"

"It's the equipment used by the real Batman." Clipper corrected. "These should have been designed by Bruce Wayne..." He paused for two seconds, "Even with the current view Judging from it, it’s not out of date. Of course... it’s still quite difficult to compete with the combat armor on The_."

"Pick a set and put it on, Joey." Feng Bujue said at this moment.

"What? Me?" Joey looked back at Brother Jue, "What do you mean... I'm the clown's queen..."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue interrupted, "You have heard Bruce's recording, no matter who it is... As long as you are willing to bear his beliefs, you can inherit his cloak." He said with a solemn expression. "Joy Collins, now you know who you are, what you should do, and...who will help you." He glanced at Maya, "You don't need to hesitate anymore... take your mission and be you It's time to do it." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for a recommendation, a monthly pass, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it.)