In the damp and cold abandoned underground garage, Chu Qi dragged a long knife and walked with heavy steps. She looked around as she walked, as if she was looking for someone.
Just half an hour ago, she got the whereabouts of the Joker from Bruce. After that, before he and Tim could react, she quickly selected the medium and continued to transmit to the person who was said to be the Joker without stopping. The most likely hiding place.
She was still happy that Bruce was (forced) willing to share the news with her.
However, just after she learned the exact location of the clown, an inexplicable voice sounded in Chu Qi's mind, which was extremely confusing and inflammatory.
This voice is warning Chu Qi to be wary of Bruce. If she wants to kill the clown, then Bruce will be her biggest stumbling block.
Chu Qi believed this voice, so she ran out without any thought of discussing with Bruce. Not only that, she was now full of urgency.
She had to kill the Joker before Bruce and the others.
Why do you have to kill the Joker specifically?
And what will happen if the clown dies?
Chu Qi didn't have time to think so much. At this moment, all her emotions had been stirred up by that weird voice. She only knew that she had to kill the clown today.
Deep in the basement, the clown Chu Qi wanted to kill was now fighting with him.
Yes, with himself.
Just two nights ago, another soul suddenly lived in his body.
The soul was cursing and crying loudly. If it were an ordinary person, it might have been frightened crazy by this situation.
But this is the Joker, the biggest lunatic in Gotham.
At first, the clown didn't feel much about this. He had been crazy for a long time, and this was not the first time he heard strange sounds in his head.
He has long been used to it.
Even after discovering that his eyes were wet and hot, he was still in the mood to pick up the mirror and admire the sight of his tears.
"It's really interesting. People who don't know may think I'm even more crazy."
The clown murmured to himself, and extended his scarlet tongue with great interest to lick the tears flowing to his mouth. His eyes were crying, his mouth was smiling, and his face was full of surprise.
Until his exclamation shocked the soul, the clown heard a painful roar explode in his mind, and then one of his hands began to beat himself uncontrollably.
It took some effort for the clown to regain control of his body. He laughed while looking through the memory of that soul - oh, look, it's just a man who committed suicide in despair, but the method of death was very interesting. It can be called a suicide art!
"Joker! Why don't you die! You deserve to die! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!!!"
Hearing the soul cursing at himself, the clown smiled even more happily. Self-proclaimed as a kind person, he immediately decided to fulfill this cohabitant's wish - to kill the clown.
So, he spent two days preparing all the props for the prison escape, and then hummed a song and held a large fireworks show in Arkham.
Hiding behind the rioting patients, the clown successfully left his happy home.
Then, he dropped into a circus, and then tortured/killed a clown with joy - cutting off his limbs and neck in front of a huge mirror.
This is his gift to his new friend!
Look, what a considerate and good man he is!
His friend wanted to kill the clown, so he risked everything and came to help him without hesitation for his wish!
The clown giggled, sitting in front of the dressing mirror and carefully arranging his makeup. He has always been a mentally ill person who pays attention to rituals.
White oil paint was smeared on his face, covering the fine scars on it, which were all wounds caused by the soul that wanted to stop him when he was killing the circus clown.
He softly hummed the ballad he had made up, with a strange and extremely sarcastic tone——
"A man dies alone,
A worthless man died,
He was not buried in a tomb,
The head rolled under the bed,
Limbs were scattered around the room. "
"How about it, Lemuel, my dear friend, this is a song I personally arranged and sang for you~ You must like it very much~!"
The clown happily said to himself, but in the mirror, only half of his face showed joy, and the other half was filled with pain.
After cleaning himself up, the clown conveniently robbed a car. After forcing the driver to take them to another circus, he also killed the innocent driver before getting out of the car.
"Let's go ahead and kill the clowns! Oh my God, I didn't know this activity was so interesting before I met you! I think you are right. As long as I am a clown in Gotham, it is enough. Only I can bring it to everyone. Come and be happy!!”
He tied up the crying circus clown in just a few clicks. He originally planned to perform a living dismemberment for the rest of the circus members on the spot, but when he raised the chainsaw and laughed wildly, With one careless move, control of the body is taken away by another soul.
After temporarily suppressing the clown, Lemuel, who had only the last piece of his soul left, no longer overestimated his capabilities and tried to stop him from committing crimes by attacking the clown, but just rushed forward.
I don't know how long he ran, but it wasn't until he plunged into the abandoned underground garage near the circus that the clown cheered and started to snatch his body again.
