Chapter 104 “Who Am I” (Ch 834000779)

They would not let the “clown” go. Lucien knew this, but he still asked – his wife was pregnant, and a qualified husband would find a safe place for her to live.
The fluffy, curly hair was tied behind her head. The originally shoulder-length hair only grew to behind her ears after being trimmed by Jenny.
“I heard that the Joker is always the opposite of Batman…” Lilith changed the subject: “Can you tell me about the Joker?”
Lucien does not admit that he is a clown, but precisely because he is not one, he can respond to her curiosity calmly based on the DC plot in his memory.
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Regional power outages meant that the “molting” relied on oil lamps and candles for light.
“The Joker is sometimes born from a chemical pool, sometimes a congenital psychopath, sometimes an ordinary person who is experiencing the worst day… Sometimes he is born because of Batman’s mistake, sometimes he is attracted by Batman’s true identity, and sometimes he becomes Batman’s brother.”
“He may be a madman who can’t communicate, or he may not be that crazy; maybe he is a physiological mental illness, caused by congenital or acquired injuries that make his brain different; maybe it is some kind of fate, similar to a rule, that can turn him into anyone, and can also make anyone turn into him.”
“I haven’t met him… at least I haven’t met him face to face.”
The candle was burning in front of me, dripping wax tears, and the shadow behind me was blurry and huge.
“My understanding of him is limited to the surface. I can’t understand his feelings for Batman, nor can I understand his desire to be in the spotlight. I don’t understand why he is obsessed with proving human nature, nor why he parasitizes on Batman’s survival and has no goals of his own.”
“So.” Lucian moved away from the candlelight, and the shadow behind him became real but short: “Don’t expect me to be him, and don’t expect the Saint Bat to impress me… I have never fallen into a chemical plant, I don’t have any disease in my brain, I haven’t experienced the worst day, I can communicate, I can cowardly escape, and yearn for a peaceful life that he can’t yearn for…”
“Besides, you also said that the Joker is the opposite of Batman. Batman has been dead for 28 years. How could the Joker exist alone?”
Lilith looked at him, and only saw his face, which had become blurry due to being away from the firelight. His dark green eyes were like a flat mirror, reflecting coldly.
She stammered:
“Are you like this because the Bat is dead?”
“I can tell you… Batman is not dead.”
Batman is not dead?
Lilith looked at the expression on his face when he heard the news, and almost saw the image of the Joker in the photo come to life as if she were hallucinating.
But soon, the clown disappeared, and Lucian emerged, shaking his finger:
“No,” he said. “It has nothing to do with me… Whether Batman is dead or alive has nothing to do with me, not only him, but Gotham has nothing to do with me… I repeat, I may be the Joker, or I may not be the Joker, it doesn’t matter.”
“I just want to live a peaceful life… In a flooded cabin, some people are asleep, some are awake, and the group of people who are aware of the crisis are trying to repair the ship and wake up the sleeping people.”
“I don’t want to wake up, Lilith. I don’t want to see the terrible reality, nor do I want to do my part to survive.” Lucian looked at her:
“I just want to sleep like this. Even if you wake me up, I will still pretend to be asleep… If the ship really sinks, let me die with you. If the ship is repaired, I will also thank you for your efforts.”
“Selfish.” Lilith suddenly said, “Foolish and absurd!”
“You obviously know everything!” Perhaps Lucian’s harmlessness gave her the courage to pour out her emotions:
“You know we pretend to be normal for you! You know our problems, our efforts, our difficulties, our sacrifices, and you know we need you!” She couldn’t help but laugh:
“You even know that you are special and know how to save this city and this world!”
“And you ignore everything for the sake of so-called normality! We hold you high, place you on the altar, and send you to a safe place. We call you patiently, waiting for the day when you wake up, walk to the throne and lead us!” Lilith became sad, but the person she complained to was indifferent, which seemed like a farce.
“…Do you have to do this?” Her tears were touching.
“Don’t do that. It makes me look stupid.” Lucian’s expression did not change. He sat on the wooden chair, but he seemed to be high up in the clouds:
“I remember I said that the so-called resistance army is a group of people united by interests, using grand slogans to guide ignorant people, and was born to replace the Holy Bat.”
“If I’m not mistaken.” His gaze fell to the distance – the direction of home: “You finally lost your patience with me, or you already had a plan.”
“If I don’t want to be the Joker, you can make me crazy – a sad and wonderful script, the villain points to the Holy Bat.”
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Jenny opened the door and Tone, dressed in Christian clothing, walked in. He said, “The clown still doesn’t want to be born.”
“Jenny, I’m here to kill you and leave him a dead body.”
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“You’re too obvious.”
The person behind the counter remained calm: “From the beginning, Jenny came to my side because you arranged it, right?”
Lilith was stunned.
“The director who wrote this script overlooked something.” Lucian nodded and began to recall:
“A girl from a special family… Her father and mother were fighting for the same enemy, but she chose to marry and have children with her colleague despite the strong relationship. I don’t think there will be another person like me who is indifferent to family ties and ungrateful.”
“And the planning for emotions…” Lucian couldn’t help but smile – a smile that didn’t involve the clown:
“I still remember that she was talking about how her mother suddenly mentioned that you should take the initiative in dating… This is too abrupt. At least you should set up a hero to save the beauty… Sorry, maybe you think I won’t choose to save her.”
“There’s also the character design issue… I remember her initial character design was that she had depression… Do you think I don’t know anything about mental illness?”
“Well, I haven’t done any research, but if I put myself in their shoes, the person that a reserved and vulnerable person would vent his or her emotions to would most likely be someone that he or she has never met in their entire life, or someone that they cannot possibly meet again, or someone that is responsible for keeping secrets.”
Lucian looked at Lilith with a teasing look: “Why would she pour out her heart to a colleague she just met on the first day…a person she will be working with for a long time in the future and whose personality she doesn’t know?”