Chapter 7 Jace (Ch 826176406)

The man was wearing a transparent raincoat and walking hurriedly on the road. The accumulated water reflected the light of the neon lights and splashed on his shoes and trouser legs.
He is Jace, a former member of the Joker Gang, the father who was held hostage at gunpoint by the Joker, and the host of the Joker Virus.
He is a person who has been inseparable from a thing called “Clown” in the first half of his life, and will continue this connection in the future.
Jace walked silently, like a ghost, through dark alleys, ignoring the crimes that happened as he passed by, and walked from the low and barren residential area to the place that was bright all night long.
Gotham City’s seat of power and wealth, where the city’s wealth and power are concentrated. Gotham City’s financial and commercial center, and the place farthest away from Gotham’s chaos.
Diamond District.
But this place is not as decadent and decadent as before. The chaos still has an impact – the actual controller of the Diamond District, the owner of the Iceberg Restaurant, and the tragic death of the Penguin Man is the biggest impact.
Jess’s destination was the Iceberg Restaurant.
And there was a huge crowd of people in that direction.
After the death of the Penguin, there was no successor to control this place, so the Iceberg Restaurant became a way for Gotham public opinion to vent.
People gathered here. The huge sign was covered with bullet holes from people venting their anger. The gorgeous chandelier was smashed to pieces on the ground. Tables and chairs were piled together to create a high platform. Groups of penguins were screaming in panic, and the color was painted with blood.
But they were still a little quiet, as if they were waiting…
Jace walked in, took off his raincoat and removed his hood in the silent gaze of everyone.
Revealing a face with clown makeup.
Under the rain, among the buildings, where the neon lights could not reach, Nightwing and Damian cast their eyes here.
“Is this the missing person?”
“Um.”
The crowd stared at the man in silence, and the man said:
“Those who stand here all have the same aspirations.”
“We have all been persecuted by Gotham. Some families have been destroyed by gangs, some have had their last hopes shattered by criminals, and some have to use up all their strength to survive…”
“Before that incident, we hated clowns just like we hate other criminals, other people who ruin our lives.”
“After that incident, even if we hate the Joker as much as he does, we need to admit that he did a good thing!”
“One thing Batman, a coward, can’t do!”
“He killed so many criminals! He killed all of our mortal enemies!”
“He pointed us in a direction! That is…”
He took out a brand new book from his bosom and held it in front of him. On it was written a word in large gold letters:
“constitution”
With his other hand, Jace held the lighter and placed it on the lower right corner of the book. With a “click”, he pressed the button and a tiny orange flame ignited. After a while, the book began to burn, spitting out flames and bringing high temperatures, which also pushed the atmosphere on the scene to its climax.
“In this damn city, the law can’t save us! To hell with order!”
The burning paper and scarlet flames lit up the atmosphere. People cheered and raised whatever they could in their hands. They shouted:
“Fuck the law! Fuck Batman!”
“Fuck the Joker! Fuck Gotham!”
From the outside, Jace is a very gentle man. He is thin, well-mannered, well-spoken, and even wears a pair of plain glasses. He is a typical scholar.
But when he raised his arms, his eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot of excitement and a crazy expression exactly like the clown. His green eyes flashed strangely under the flames.
“Bang!”
A deafening explosion suddenly came from the door, and a sudden strong light suddenly illuminated the area.
Flash bomb!
Almost everyone temporarily lost their vision.
Jace heard a slight sound of breaking air, and some ominous premonition made him nervous, so he dived into the crowd without hesitation, pushed aside the people who were screaming, and took advantage of the chaos to climb out the window and leave.
He still had no vision for the time being, and he ran stumblingly, tripping and getting up countless times.
A figure leaping in the air was chasing behind him and approaching at a terrifying speed.
It was raining, and pale lightning was flashing with thunder in the clouds.
“Fuck!”
Jace wiped the rain off his face. He didn’t put on a raincoat in such a hurry that his whole body was soaked.
As he staggered in the water that covered his shoes, Jace suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind and was kicked to the ground.
Water mixed with mud splashed onto his cheeks, and his glasses disappeared with a thump.
“who!”
Turning back, through the black rain curtain, eyes that had not yet recovered from the light of the flash bomb vaguely saw a figure that did not look like a human.
“A terrible parade… but maybe they do have their own reasons, although I don’t understand it… it’s a pity for the Iceberg Restaurant…”
“Because of their recklessness, precious penguins have become homeless… Perhaps we should start discussing whether these poor creatures should be released back into the wild or sold to zoos? … In the end, it comes down to who is willing to pay for them.”
Lucien listened to the radio broadcast in confusion, watching the nurse gradually remove the needle from his body.
“Eat more red dates recently to replenish your blood.”
“good.”
After the medical staff left, there was a knock on the door a while later, and then Nightwing walked in and greeted:
“Hey~ How do you feel~”
Lucien smiled: “Not bad.”
Whole body blood transfusion really works. At least Lucian’s discomfort has completely disappeared with the loss of blood.
“So what do you think of next?” Nightwing sat on the edge of the bed.
“for example?”
“Like, are you planning on returning to your own world or settling down here?”
“It’s a question that makes people imagine a beautiful future.” Lucian sighed: “…I don’t have any obsession with the past, but if I really want to look for it, I guess there are no clues. Maybe it’s a good idea to settle down here? Do you have any suggestions?”
“I recommend settling in Metropolis or Central City. I think you understand why I recommend it.”
Metropolis is Superman’s territory, Central City is the Flash’s territory, and these two cities are the safest places in the comic worldview.
If Lucian was an ordinary time traveler, he would really be so receptive to advice.
but……
[You exchanged your illusion for immortality]
“I still have a sense of belonging to this city… Besides, I believe in you. Don’t be so unconfident about your own city~”
Is this a question of self-confidence?
Nightwing’s mouth twitched.
“Besides, the most important crisis in this universe is the Joker and the Batman Who Laughs… Without the Joker, Batman can’t become the Joker… Now that the main storyline is over and there is no crisis, this will be the safest place.”
“I will give you a resident card, temporary housing, and a job in two days… So do you have any preferences or advantages for your job?”
“I can make coffee.” Lucien smiled. “This should be a necessary skill for the job.”
Nightwing wisely asked no more questions and left.
Lucian would have to be observed for another two days, but he felt relaxed – at least more relaxed than when he had just come here and didn’t know anything or what to do.
“What a pity, I still couldn’t take a taxi to Wayne Manor and have Batman pay for it…”
Lucien lay on his back on the hospital bed, his hands crossed behind his head, looking at the ceiling leisurely.
“But killing the Joker is still a great achievement and worth recording.”
At this moment, he forgot that he had no intention of killing the clown at all.
“Speaking of which, this Joker virus thing is really fucked up… He’s so emo and irritable every day, I even suspect he has bipolar disorder.”
Lucien raised his hand and touched his right cheek which was wrapped in gauze.
“Stupid shitty self-healing ability, who can see the cuts on my mother’s lower abdomen except for a few… The ones on my face are not good at all, do I have to be a pervert who covers my face and wears tight clothes every day?”
After cursing, Lucian became confused and slapped himself lightly on the mouth: “How can I speak like this? It’s so uncivilized.”
“Yeah, that’s really uncivilized.”
Another emotional voice came from the side. Lucian felt familiar and turned around to look.
The joker in leather sat by the bed, looking at him with his green eyes:
“Mr. Uncivilized, did you miss me?”
clown……
Whole body blood transfusion?
Lucien calmed down and looked at him.
“Don’t be like this, don’t be like this, I’m just an insignificant, cautious, trembling, pitiful…illusion.” The clown smiled wider:
“Perhaps you would like to hear my explanation?”
The clown slowly leaned over, his forehead pressed against his. There was childlike curiosity on the surface of his acid-green eyes, but deeper inside was an unimaginable desolation and poverty.
“Want to hear the whole story?”
The smooth ceiling reflected Lucian, but it seemed that what was reflected was another person living in his body.
“After you killed me, were you really infected with the Joker virus? … That thing will disrupt your thinking, affect your brain, and infect your consciousness. You will go crazy involuntarily.”
“And you, my clever Mr. Uncivilized.”
“You were smart enough to let those things leave you. As for me, I was the illusion that remained.”
“——The illusion of immortality.”
“He’s like a bubble, appearing and disappearing. When you open the door of the room, you’ll see the saddest thing. All the time, the clown is laughing in the depths of your mind. You’ll become unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and you’ll gradually push yourself into the abyss… until you become him.”
Lucien thought of a description of the Joker’s secondary creation by a certain author that remained in his memory.
But fan fiction is just fan fiction. Putting himself in the Joker’s shoes, Lucian feels that the Joker is not a phantom that can only mutter to himself. He is more like a part of the body, an idea of ​​his clownization.
His reaction to the hallucinated clown was not the same as his previous invasive clown hallucinations. Instead, he only felt a slight curiosity and fear.
Just like people will not resist themselves, but will fear themselves.