Chapter 845: meet

Consciousness was gradually withdrawn from the tide of memories, and Batman finally heard the call of the windbreaker around him.
"I'm okay."
He replied in a hoarse voice. Although the voice changer changed his pitch, there was no good part of his tone at all.
The windbreaker slapped his chest quickly and took an exaggerated breath before pulling the needle from Batman's waist.
"I used Du Lengding for you. Although it is better to choose military morphine in this case, I can't get that thing... The dosage is not small, but I think addiction should be no problem for you. ."
Batman nodded and left the position of the wall. Although he was still affected by the hallucinations, the auditory hallucinations had disappeared and he returned to his normal mobility.
At the same time, the large dose of Du Lengding also suppressed the pain, and the medicine and timing of the windbreaker fighter's choice were no problem.
"Good job."
He gave a cold compliment, which was Batman's gratitude.
The windbreaker shrank his neck and changed the subject as if he was ashamed: "Are you sure you want to go in? You are in a really bad situation now, why do you have to deal with the clown now?"
"He is too dangerous, I can't let him out of my sight." Batman's mouth fell down again.
"But the world is facing so many threats now, does he really have such a high priority?" The windbreaker took out a few more Du Lengding from his pocket and wanted to hand it to Batman.
Batman pushed his hand back. He had better medicine himself, but he suddenly lost his mobility and couldn't get anything from his belt.
To the windbreaker's question, he just answered calmly: "At least I think so."
The windbreaker fighter did not speak any more, he just nodded, put Batman's arm on his shoulder, and the two walked into the small door of the maintenance room together.
The entrance illuminated by the light is the most dazzling place in the darkness, because the hustle and bustle behind the door represents the most essential chaos, and that is the place of the clown.
Batman took off his arm, perhaps because of the effect of the medicine, he no longer needs to be supported, and when facing the enemy, he can't play a two-person three-legged trick.
The windbreaker fighter naturally had no objection. He shrank behind Batman, clenched the cold grip of the pistol with both hands, and made a grunting sound.
The door was transformed into a gallery by the clown, and a tunnel was dug out after the maintenance room was not large. The clown not only dug through it, but even decorated it with his own aesthetics.
There were dizzying colored lights and graffiti everywhere, and the lights of various colors began to spin frantically as soon as I entered the door, and the clown's voice like a crow screamed again.
"Hahahahahahahaha...you finally came Batman, let's guess a riddle? What things like to hide in the rabbit hole?"
If according to the general thinking, many people would think that the clown compares this place to a rabbit hole, then of course the one hiding in the rabbit hole is the clown.
But the clown is never a shallow person, his thinking is active and scary, and he especially emphasized that it is a ‘thing’, then the answer is an object or thing, not a person.
The most famous allusion about the rabbit hole comes from "Alice in Wonderland". The girl Alice tracked the rabbit into a hole and encountered many unthinkable things there.
For the children, it is just a fairy tale. The heroine learns a lot in the rabbit hole, grows up quickly and becomes brave, and then she retreats and returns to her family. Everything before that is a fantasy.
But for lunatics, in addition to enough fantasies, the dark madness hidden behind them is the most fascinating thing.
For example, the Cheshire cat who keeps smiling and incites Alice to kill the enemy; Mr. Rabbit who successfully abducts a little girl and loses it after use; the Red Queen who likes to chop people's heads to keep the trophy.
Many of the characters inside are very familiar from an adult's perspective.
It's not the straightforward monsters in Grimm's fairy tales. It is difficult for ordinary people to meet werewolves or witches in life.
Behind those facial makeups in Wonderland, the characters represented by the character traits are often encountered by many people in work and life. This instant sense of sight is what makes the whole body hairy.
The most important thing is that this story is a tragic ending.
Alice helped the Kingdom of Dreams overthrow the Red Queen. She should have enjoyed the happiness and joy of victory.
But no, she was sent back out of the rabbit hole and returned to real life in England in the 19th century, continuing to be an ordinary person.
At the end of the article, the author wrote: "She will become a woman, and she will retain the pure and cherished heart of childhood."
Well, just like that, Alice, who had been smooth sailing in the dream, returned to reality and became ordinary. Of course, everyone had nothing to say.
This story makes people willing to be ordinary, it couldn't be better.
And in Wonderland there is a follow-up "Alice in the Mirror", which tells her experience of being used as a chess piece in the mirror after being red and white, and finally it was a dream.
From the story, it can be known that she lives in a country where she needs to chop wood. There are grandma and sister Dina at home, as well as a black cat named Mimi. In reality, what she wants to eat is a bone.
It's a far cry from everything in the dream.
The cruelty was seen after the comparison.
The Joker’s question is to remind Batman of this story and think about some of the problems that this story brings.
Why return to reality? Why can't you live in a dream? Is it really bad to be crazy?
Batman's face became more gloomy, the Joker was digging into the barriers of his thinking, and his brain was too fast, really thinking of the meaning behind those stories...
But he still suppressed his emotions and said the answer calmly: "Exit."
Yes, what is hidden in the rabbit hole is the exit.
It is both an entrance and an exit, entering and exiting the world called Dreamland but it is crazy.
No wonder the clown chose the subway tunnel, because the rabbit hole is often very dry and the sewer is not suitable.
I don’t know where the clown’s voice came from. He smacked his lips on the other end: "Not very comprehensive, but it’s interesting. Come on, I’ve prepared a dinner party for you, your Alice. I'm also waiting for you, hahahahaha..."
Gotham already has a mad hatter, and that lunatic likes to dress his victims as Alice, and use barbed wire to fix their bodies on chairs to force their bodies to attend tea parties.
So Batman is sure that the Joker won't do this, he just quoted allusions instead of practicing it himself.
The door in the passage opened again, revealing the hall at the back. This is the banquet hall taken out from the underground. The long table is covered with snow-white tablecloths and filled with all kinds of delicacies.
At the end of the long table was Catwoman. Although she was not tied up, the collar with a flashing red light around her neck also made her sit stiffly on a high-back chair covered with red velvet.
When she saw Batman coming in, her eyes showed mixed emotions. Maybe she wanted him to come, but she felt that she shouldn't meet at this time.
And these emotions can only turn into a crying and laughing expression.
Batman rushed forward impulsively. He would not make such a mistake. The Joker must be watching nearby.
Sure enough, from behind the high-back chair, the familiar figure appeared in a purple suit. He pushed a small dining cart with several plates on it, all covered with a beautiful silver dining lid.
"Oh, the time is just right, I have prepared desserts, please sit down."
There is a chair in front of Batman, there is no windbreaker fighter, but neither of them intends to sit down.
The clown waited for a while, the smile on his face gradually subsided, he suddenly took a pistol from his arms, pulled the insurance and put it on Catwoman's head.
"I said please sit down, you won't disappoint the host of the banquet, will you?"
Batman took a deep breath. He pulled the chair away, making sure that there were no passive hands or feet underneath, and sat down slowly.
I don’t know how long the effect of the drug in the body can last. It’s best to solve the immediate problem quickly, but it looks like the clown is going to eat first?
The main course has been placed on the long table, the roast suckling pig has a red apple in its mouth, the sweet soup for the pre-meal is also placed in front of Batman, and the black soup on the silver plate is strange. Aroma.
The clown didn't mean to sit down, he held the gun in one hand and the back of Catwoman's chair in the other.
"Try it? I spent a lot of time. I heard that you like to name sugar "Justice" when you drink coffee. Then you will love my "Justice Sweet Soup", hahaha... .By the way, it is boiled in Gotham rainwater, with a spicy taste, slow down..."
Batman looked down at the black soup on the table. It looked dark under the candle light, and he couldn't see what was under the soup.
But this is also a metaphor ~EbookFREE.me~ which means peace under the cover of darkness, no waves, and stagnant water.
Joker blinked, tiptoed and looked over the long table, as if expecting Batman's reaction after tasting.
The windbreaker fighter on the side was also looking at Batman's face, and whispered: "My marksmanship is pretty good... You don't know if this soup is poisonous."
Batman shook his head. Joker can't be killed, and this soup must be poisonous, almost unnecessary.
But he must drink.
But when his fingers touched the edge of the dinner plate, the windbreaker stretched out his hand, took the plate and drank it, then threw the plate away. This is a bowl of black water with no side dishes in it, and pouring these liquids only moisturizes the lips of the windbreaker's mask.
He wiped his mouth with his sleeve backhand, stood up straight and looked at the opposite side.
However, in the clown's laughter, he quickly fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, as if experiencing uncontrollable pain, constantly rolling on the ground in the dark room.