Arkham Asylum, its full name: Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane!
It is located in a secluded forest on the outskirts of Gotham City. The defense infrastructure is very complete and is mainly sponsored and operated by the Wayne Group. Its various internal hardware facilities are also very complete and sophisticated, and its funds are sufficient. It is an unusual lunatic asylum, and it is not known to ordinary citizens.
Because, in this mental hospital, this research center for abnormal humans, most of the prisoners it holds are extremely dangerous and highly intelligent criminals! It can be said that almost all the well-known villains who were defeated and captured by Batman were finally sent here by Batman himself!
Among them, those currently being held in this lunatic asylum include the notorious 'Joker' and other extremely dangerous characters!
It can be said unceremoniously that all the people imprisoned here are actually a group of heinous criminals who can be sent to the gallows or the electric bench!
But, in the end, they were all sent to this prison-like lunatic asylum...
No matter what Batman is for, whether it is for personal selfishness, to demonstrate his personal achievements, or for other reasons, in the end, those criminals who have killed countless people and caused countless tragedies are all behind him. Due to the intervention of the powerful forces of Batman and his Wayne Group, he was able to escape the justice of the law and was imprisoned here under the name of a ridiculous 'mental patient'.
after all……
Mental patients do not have to bear legal responsibility. This is a normal legal principle that the whole world needs to abide by, isn't it?
As for those normal people who were physically violated by "mental patients" during their illness, whether they were dead, injured, or otherwise...for example, those who lost their loved ones and lost their lives under the attacks of "mental patients" The poor guys who have lost their families, friends, and even their own lives may have no choice but to shed tears in bed, or consider themselves unlucky in the devil's hell and God's heaven!
A word of 'mental illness' can allow those heinous criminals to escape the justice of the law, and then be imprisoned in the luxurious Arkham Asylum, in this abnormal human research center funded and controlled by Batman's Wayne Group. Continue to live happily...Whether this kind of thing is reasonable or not, I am afraid, only Batman himself, who has sent countless criminals and even filled most of Arkham Asylum, will know?
At this time, in the observation room of a patient interrogation room in Arkham Asylum, in this small room separated by soundproof and reflective single-sided glass, two men in suits and ties were standing very close and whispering to each other. The ground seemed to be talking about something.
One of them looked like a straight middle-aged man, and the other was an old man with glasses and silver hair. They just looked at the situation in the interrogation room, the 'patients' and the people in the interrogation room. The doctor's security guard was arguing about something in a low voice.
"..."
"Sir, are you really sure you have to do that?"
"Although I know I can't influence your opinion, but... I still have to remind you here: That guy is very dangerous. If we really let him out, none of us can guarantee what he will do. When things happen, I'm afraid..."
I'm afraid, the old man with glasses didn't say it clearly, but anyone could see the deep worry and hesitation in his words.
However, now there are only two people in the observation room, he and the 'sir' he calls, and the person he wants to persuade doesn't seem to be willing to listen to him. It can be seen on his face.
"Alfred..."
"We have to do that. As you know, Gotham City has become more and more chaotic recently. We need him. We need him to go out and clean up those guys!"
"I believe that as soon as we officially let him out and the guys hear it, that's what we want to see happen! I want him to do that and the guys will make him do that. , and also...he will definitely be happy to do that!"
"I know him as well as he knows me..."
He put his hands on the front desk of the observation room and moved closer to the one-way glass. The middle-aged man in suits and ties was staring at the man in the interrogation room who had fluffy green hair and didn't know where he got the paint from. After looking at the weird clown-faced 'mental patient' that exuded an evil aura for a while, he stood up straight again and spoke slowly.
He had already decided on this matter, and he had to do it...
Over the years, he has been fighting on the front line of punishing crime in Gotham City, and has captured countless dangerous and crazy people. He has never killed any of them, he just managed to catch them here, and captured Ah Cam is just in a prison-like mental hospital.
Because he firmly believes that his special institution has the ability to detain dangerous elements here until the end of their lives... In doing so, he can save them from being tried by the authority and lose their lives, or risk their lives. He had the opportunity to escape sanctions and continue to torture other ordinary people, so he always thought that what he had done over the years was actually pretty good?
Originally, the 'clown' with a clown face who was handcuffed to the interrogation chair by the guards in the interrogation room was supposed to keep him in custody. However, things have changed now, so now he is trying to let him out. , may it have greater benefits than continuing to imprison the other party?
Of course he has thought about the consequences of letting the other party out, but the other party can be said to be one of the few strong medicines that can deal with the chaotic Gotham City. Even if this strong medicine will bring serious side effects, But maybe, this is his only hope...
At most, when the time comes, he will spend more time and try to keep an eye on the other party. If he keeps a closer eye on the other party, he will definitely be able to control the harm to the other party within a controllable range, right?
"I reserve my own opinion..."
"It's just that I hope you won't regret it in the future... To be honest, I still think that guy is very dangerous, more dangerous than those guys with super powers... If you just let him go so casually this time If you go out, if you are not careful..."
At this point, the old man named Alfred, wearing glasses and with his hair already a little gray, stopped talking. He just sighed softly, stood behind the man in the suit, and spoke with a hint of sadness and joy. He looked warily at the 'clown' in the interrogation room who had an evil clown face and kept sneering. He didn't know what he was thinking.
In fact, in Alfred's opinion, if he was the one who made the decision here, it would be better for the guy inside to give him a dose of euthanasia poison and let that disgusting guy die in this 'mental hospital' forever. Here, never be released to harm others again!
"..."
"Alfred, he has already gone out once. It will not be easy for us to lock him up, right?!"
Smiling, the middle-aged man in a suit withdrew his hands that were resting on the front desk of the observation room, began to hold his arms, and waited patiently for the doctors and staff in the interrogation room to perform the final procedures on the 'clown'. test.
Although, today's test is not important...
Because, the 'Joker' inside, who has committed countless crimes and committed numerous terrorist attacks, gang fights and bombings, will soon be diagnosed by doctors as a person with a very severe late-stage schizophrenia and severe violent tendencies. The 'mental patient' was diagnosed as a 'cured' 'sane' rehabilitation patient and was released back to Gotham City, back to that place full of evil.
"Well……"
"If you think about it carefully, it seems that you are right?"
Alfred no longer planned to persuade his 'sir', because he knew that his 'sir' would never kill the 'clown' who was being handcuffed on the interrogation chair. Yes, because they need him, that's all!
And even if it is no longer needed in the future, I am afraid that at most the other party will need to be arrested and imprisoned again. In the name of another 'mentally ill patient', such as... 'relapse of mental illness', does it need to be re-treated?
"Alfred, don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
"Just as we need the courage of 'Batman' to fight against all evil forces, we also need 'Joker' to remind us of the existence of 'evil' and the limits of 'good'."
"Even if the boundaries between them are not so obvious?"
At this point, the man in a suit with a serious face stopped. He first turned his head and looked at the old man behind him for a while, then turned around again and looked deeply at the 'clown' in the interrogation room.
"The struggle between 'Joker' and 'Batman' will continue forever..."
"Is this just like we humans have to face the eternal struggle between good and evil in our hearts? Originally, the two sides of this war are not distinct, but good and evil are intertwined and entangled with each other... As long as we are willing to believe in 'Bat' The existence of Xia' can solve all the problems we face, then that's it!"
“It doesn’t matter if it’s a white cat or a black cat, as long as it can catch mice, it’s always a good cat!”
"What we are doing now is not a right or wrong thing, but the most appropriate thing..."
After saying that, whether it was the middle-aged man in a suit or the old man wearing glasses, they stopped talking and began to stand in the observation room and watch the situation in the interrogation room.
Because the preparations of the doctors and security personnel inside have been completed, and now the interrogation stage behind the mouth is about to begin! Although the outcome of that kind of interrogation is already doomed,... the necessary procedures to fool outsiders still have to go through.
After all, they are the ones who make the rules. Using the rules to achieve their various purposes is the result that people like them want to see most, instead of trampling on everything they have made at will! And those who do that, or think that way, and act recklessly are destined to be the kind of ignorant fools and humble fools! !
After nodding and looking at each other, a doctor in a white coat and an evaluator from a relevant department tacitly placed their folders on the interrogation table, then sat down together and began to Under the protection of four security personnel, they began today's routine patient examination facing the ferocious-looking 'clown' opposite them.
"Name?"
The doctor in a white coat opened his folder and took a look, then asked casually without raising his head.
Obviously, he himself didn't seem to take what happened today too seriously?
"Hey! See?"
"You already know my name, don't you? Why do you still ask?"
Squinting his eyes, he looked greedily at the pistols and electric batons on the waists of the guards. After struggling a few more times, he found that he could not easily open this kind of interrogation chair, which was specially designed to interrogate dangerous prisoners. The 'Joker' simply decided to , just tilted his head, sat on the chair obediently, and just casually answered the questions from the doctor opposite.
He was very dissatisfied with the behavior of these guys interrogating him today! Especially when you don't know who is secretly observing you behind the one-way glass?
He, the clown, was very interested in who was going to interrogate him and who was hiding behind the glass looking at him with unknown eyes! Later, he planned to make a good guess based on these people's reactions to him, the questions they asked him, and the purpose of interrogating him today to see if he could guess right?
"Say your name!"
The pen that the psychiatrist in white coat was writing something suddenly stiffened in his hand, and then he quickly raised his eyes and urged in a somewhat impatient tone.
"Hey! Can you give me that pack of cigarettes in your pocket?"
"What I saw is in the left pocket of your white coat... Of course, there is also the lighter. If possible, can you give it to me too?"
"Don't worry, although I have already studied the gas pipelines and storage rooms for flammable and explosive items in this terrible place in Arkham, and I have also calculated how to blow this place into ruins... But, I dare to tell you That ridiculous God swears, I will never light them..."
"At least...not yet?"
The clown sitting on the interrogation chair smiled ferociously and kept gesturing towards the doctor's pocket with his eyes, as if the other party would really give him the contraband inside.
Although his mouth was only slightly cracked, his 'clown' face gave the two interrogators and four guards present a creepy feeling, and even the temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees. , so much so that a guard who was a little timid unconsciously touched the handle of the Beretta 92f pistol at his waist.
"..."
"Name……"
The doctor put down the pen in his hand. It was obvious that his patience was almost exhausted by the other party.
At this time, the evaluator sitting next to the doctor, who seemed to be a staff member of the relevant federal government department, also held his arms with interest, leaned deeply on the back of his chair, and said nothing. , as if he wanted to take a serious look at today's farce.
"Maybe, you can call me 'Joker'?"
"You have also seen this face of mine. It took a lot of effort for me to look like this. You can't force me to wash it off anymore! You may not know that I want to steal Harley's lipstick and makeup powder. Isn’t it easy, can they retain their color longer than blood?”
Recalling that he tore off an unlucky guy's finger and used the other person's blood to make up in the fight among the 'psychopaths' not long ago, the 'Joker' turned towards the doctor and another person on the opposite side in a conspiratorial manner. One of the interrogators gave a small reminder.
"..."
"Jack, are you testing my patience?"
Finally, the doctor with a cold face waved his hand, and a security guard in charge took out the baton from his waist, and pressed a switch on it, causing little sparks to appear on the head of the baton, and then moved two steps forward. With one step, he approached a certain 'mental patient' who was locked in a metal interrogation chair and unable to move.
"Huh? Look, you obviously know my name, so why do you still ask?"
"Do you just want to see my face today?!"
Seeing the security personnel and the guard approaching with a baton, the clown, who didn't want to suffer that kind of unnecessary torture, had no choice but to say a few soft words to express that he was surrendering for the time being.
"..."
"I really want to keep you, a villain, in that damp and dark solitary room, and have you poop in your crotch for the whole day!"
The guard turned to look at the doctor. When he didn't get the order, he cursed and turned off the baton again and returned to his previous position.
And the solitary room he just mentioned is actually a pipe-like place where people can only stand. It is the most effective tool they use to punish these villains! There, not only was there no sound, no light, but the prisoners locked in could not even raise their hands or turn around and squat down!
"You can't do that!"
"Because when the time comes, I will usually either eat them in one bite, or... I will take them out and stick them directly on the faces of you guys?!"
Obviously, being locked up in a 'confinement room' is not what the clown is willing to bear.
"..."
"My patience has its limits, especially when it comes to crazy people like you!"
The doctor in the white coat was obviously impatient. If he hadn't known that there was a big boss behind him in the observation room, he might have started asking the guards to give him a good look, right?
"ha!"
"Are there any lunatics here? My dear, it seems that your mind is not normal. Could it be that you have been affected by us?"
"but……"
"I swear to God, I will never make you become like you!"
The clown was thinking urgently. He didn't understand what the plans of these guys were for bringing him here today. !
"..."
"Okay, Jack! Let's take a test now. If your test passes, you can go out later."
Finally, the doctor felt that this was a waste of time and did not intend to continue to entangle with the other party. After looking at his companion, he took out a piece of paper from his folder and walked to the room where he was locked. In front of Clown Jack, who was sitting on the interrogation chair, the small A4 paper and a pen were directly thrust into the opponent's hand.
"!!"
"It's really strange that you actually want to let me out on your own initiative? When I sneaked out last time, didn't you say you would lock me up for a hundred years?"
Looking at the A4 paper and pen in his hand, the clown had an incredible look on his face.
"Could it be..."
"What are your intentions?"
If the other party wants to come up with some bad ideas to punish him or beat him up, the clown may believe it, but... now that he wants to let him out, he definitely won't believe it!
"..."
"You really don't want to go out?"
Now, it was the doctor's turn to be a little surprised.
He knew better than anyone whether these 'patients' were crazy or not, but this was the first time he had seen them not wanting to go out as much as they did now.
"Hmph!"
"I can go out by myself if I want to. You can't stop me... But now I don't want to, because this place is very good. Everyone who is detained here by you is a talented person. They are all interesting and talkative. It’s fun, I like it here very much, I feel like I’m staying with my family...”
"Except you guards and doctors, though?"
If the other party takes the initiative to let you out, it must be out of kindness! Therefore, the clown does not intend to let these people's conspiracy succeed so quickly until he knows the reason!
"snort!"
"Jack! According to our observation... your 'mental illness' has basically been cured, so you only need to answer these few questions at the end. As long as you pass the score, you can go out."
The doctor reached out and clicked on the A4 paper filled with twenty test questions, then pushed it in front of the clown on the interrogation chair, gesturing for the other party to answer quickly.
Originally, if the other party cooperated, their process today might be more formal?
but……
Since the other party is unwilling to cooperate now, he can only make do with it casually, and then directly drive the other party away later!
"..."
"You guys really have an agenda. I think it's better if I don't go out?"
Although he said that, the clown still quickly sketched on the answer sheet without even looking at the questions.
"Answer completed!"
"I promise, that will be a bad score..."
He answered randomly and didn't even read the question clearly. Therefore, the clown felt that if he could pass, there would really be a problem, and it would be a big problem!
"..."
Now, it's the doctor's turn to be a little embarrassed...
He chose the twenty easiest questions, but... the other party answered them randomly like this. What should he do? If this kind of thing is judged to be qualified, it will be a fraud, which is against his 'principles'!
"Give him an a..."
At this time, a man with only the lower half of his face and a suit on his body suddenly appeared from the observation room where part of the reflective glass was raised and said something aloud.
"As you command, sir!"
Hearing the sound, the doctor finally stopped worrying and snatched the answer sheet from the clown's interrogation chair. He walked to his seat with a dark face and started sketching on it quickly.
"..."
"really……"
"I recognize you..."
Seeing the man whose face could not be seen clearly appeared in the observation room, the clown's face was shocked at first, and then quickly changed to a look of understanding.
"Yes……"
"I recognize you... Look at you... You have been hiding in the darkness, thinking that you are a knight of justice... Hehehehe... I should have thought of it earlier..."
"Now, tell me, why did you suddenly show that half of your face to me? Tell me why..."
Looking at that half of his face, the clown seemed to understand something.
Think about it, someone caught him here with his own hands, ruined his career, and now, the other party wants to let him out. Regarding this matter, he, the clown, is not a fool, and he always has a vague understanding of it. Something like that.
But……
It's not easy to break away!
"To mock you!"
A cold voice blurted out, and then the figure in the observation room turned around and walked away, not giving the clown a chance to continue asking questions, leaving only the sound of footsteps disappearing outside the door and walking farther and farther away.
The seal was put on the document.
"Jack! Congratulations, you are discharged from the hospital!!"
"By the way, your people seem to have known about your discharge from hospital. There is someone waiting outside the hospital to take you back?!"
Waving in his hand the written notice of "recovery" and discharge of the patient with the official seal of the hospital and his signature, the doctor in a white coat showed a relieved smile and showed off to the clown.
"..."
"Tsk!!"
"Interesting! It seems that Gotham City may not be too peaceful now?"
...
Yes, the clown guessed it right...
When he was released, when a man in a suit was worried about the chaos in the underground world of Gotham City and chose to release the Joker, the forces of the 'Men in Black' spreading from Nachonelle City had quietly arrived. Got this city here...
