Chapter 2306: Sad dreams

In the warm room, Gordon sat on the sofa holding a thick newspaper, which recorded another Arkham prison escape and the criticism of the Gotham Police Department by the trash female anchor Vic Valli.
Gordon knew the virtues of that woman. In order to make money, he not only worked for the TV station, but also contributed to the Gotham Observer.
Today’s front page headline title is-"Crazy Criminals Escape Once Again,'Criminal Busters' Helpless".
I don’t know where the woman secretly took photos of Gordon’s conversation with the dean of the Arkham Nursing Home. I saw the two talking sideways under the dim street lamp in the alley. They were still passing something in their hands, suddenly looking like they were in It's the same as any private transaction.
In fact, it was showing a search warrant. This photo was deliberately taken unclearly by the woman, which was intended to arouse readers' associations.
But even so, even if she hates that woman, she is still a legal citizen. As a good policeman, Gordon has nothing to do and will not take any measures against her.
"I hate this situation. Every time a lunatic clown is put in prison, I pray to God to let him stay in it." Gordon was holding a pair of scissors and wanted to cut out this report and collect it as an analysis file. , Biting a cigarette in his mouth, said angrily: "But then he ran away. We could only sit next to the telephone in the bureau without a clue, and pray instead that he would not do too horrible things."
Hearing her father's complaint, Barbara walked up with two cups of hot cocoa in an angry manner, and complained: "Dad, when can you put your work in the office? Relax a little bit and take a break like a normal person? "
Gordon smiled and nodded. He picked his chin and motioned his daughter to put the cocoa on the coffee table: "Drink it when I make the newspaper clipping."
"Well, one more thing. I found your newspaper clippings that I couldn't find before. The one about Catwoman, it fell behind the cabinet. Maybe you should buy a professional filing cabinet."
Barbara put down his father's drink, and took a sip with the other, showing a cute and sweet expression.
Smelling the sweet aroma of cocoa, the warm light of the house was shining on him, and his loved ones were nearby. Gordon felt very happy.
But there is always a feeling in his heart that he seems to have forgotten something, a very important thing, which makes him uneasy.
At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, very polite and not too heavy.
"Who is knocking at the door so late?" Gordon thought he was thinking of something, but the feeling was fleeting.
"Maybe it's the right one? The better we can do yoga together tonight." Barbara put down the cup? Bounced towards the door, with a smile on her face.
But Gordon remembered? He remembered where he had seen this scene? Outside this door is the clown! The clown with a gun!
Barbara was also interrupted in the lumbar spine that night and spent a long time in a wheelchair!
"No! Don't open the door!" Gordon wanted to touch the gun? But something weird happened, his gun was not by his side? And the daughter's hand had turned the doorknob? The figure in the flower shirt appeared holding the gun. Outside.
The girl turned her head to look at him inexplicably, unaware of the danger in front of her.
The clown's fingers slowly increased force on the trigger, and time seemed to slow down, but Gordon himself seemed to lose the ability to move? I could only watch the smile on that pale face gradually expand? I heard the clown say:
"Smile."
Just when he was about to despair, a figure with pointed ears suddenly appeared in the darkness behind the clown. A fist with black gloves pierced the lunatic’s chest. He grabbed the camera hanging on the clown’s chest and brought it With it retracted into the hole.
Two clicks? The follower brought by the clown was also easily killed, everything happened between the electric light and flint.
The white-faced lunatic fell to the ground in surprise and pain? His head was like a basketball and he bounced a few times on the carpet outside the door, looking a bit mischievous.
Then? The figure with pointed ears outside the door held up the camera, and accompanied by the sound of flash and shutter? Gordon's face was taken in surprise.
"Batman? Is that you?"
Gordon was overjoyed? He hugged the daughter who returned to his side, looked at her intact, and shed moving tears.
"It's me, hehehehe..."
The man with pointed ears walked into the room and walked into the warm light. He was indeed Batman, except that he was wearing a tight belted leather jacket and a big smile on his face.
But the sheriff didn't think anything was wrong. He embraced the laughing bat with satisfaction, and slapped the opponent on the shoulder:
"Thank you, you saved my daughter and our family."
"Hehehe, where did you start? Huh? Did you foresee the future? Know that the clown is going to shoot Barbara's lumbar spine?" He laughed wildly, licked his yellow buck teeth, and hugged him. The sheriff walked to the sofa and unceremoniously raised the cocoa to taste for himself.
Gordon froze for a moment, but quickly nodded: "Yes, although it is incredible, but then I did see what will happen in the future, by the way, how did you know?"
"Because... I'm Batman! Ahahahaha..." The Laughing Bat raised his hand to hold his forehead and laughed frantically.
Gordon didn't think anything was wrong, he was relaxed and happy to the extent he had never been in the past, and even did the same thing with Batman with his daughter.
That was watching the clown body laughing wildly at the door.
"Dad, I want to marry Batman, I love him so much." Barbara in her arms suddenly acted like a baby to him: "We all live in a false world, only he can let us see through the truth and see To the truth of everything and to change our tragedy, don’t you think it’s okay?"
The sheriff, who loves his daughter the most, looked at the Batman who was a'show talent', and nodded a little bit: "Yes, he is right, he saved us from tragedy. I remember this kindness in my heart, but... ...Well, when my daughter is older, there is no way to stay home forever."
Gordon felt that this scene had happened countless times, because Batman's laughter was so familiar, but before he could think carefully, he was interrupted by his daughter's anger.
"father!"
Barbara shyly twisted her shoulders and escaped into the arms of the laughing bat, her face blushing.
"Haha...Okay, I won't say anything, I know you all have secret identities, and I will cooperate with you in the future. We are a family." Gordon was so relieved that he was so good and thoroughly. After killing the clown, wouldn't the future be beautiful?
No need to think anymore.
There is no more tragedy, no more deceived by illusions, no more pain...
However, just as the new family was enjoying themselves and chatting and laughing, a black giant sword suddenly slashed from behind the laughing bat, splitting it in half, and the cold blood was immediately spilled on the face of the sheriff. , In his cocoa cup.
The two corpses that fell slowly revealed the horror behind them.
The black and yellow armor was spotlessly clean, the hideous giant weapon gleamed, and it was very different from the death knell image in Gordon's memory. The key is that the visitor also wears a retro-style gas mask on his face.
The death knell tilted his head and said in a hoarse and dull voice:
"Actually, I think you are right, Gordon, don't keep your daughter when she is older. If you keep it, you will have a grudge."
With that, he backhanded with a sword, and Barbara, who was about to escape to Gordon's side, was also headed by the sword, and his head was kicked to pieces by the death knell in mid-air.
Blood rushed across the ceiling like a fountain, and the headless body crashed to the ground.
"What are you going to do?!" Gordon was stunned, and he tremblingly threw himself down next to his daughter, crying and picking up her body.
"It turns out that Laughing Bat played this way, using the resonance ability of n metal to dream. UU reading www.uukanshu.com said that he should have found something to replace the tuning fork function, but I don’t know if I took Gordon from Wake up in the dream, what will his body behave in the outside world..."
The death knell seemed to be talking to himself, but it was actually communicating with the little lucky ape and the doctor beside the dream bubble.
But he doesn't need off-field assistance, just talk casually.
Immediately he took out a bell in his pocket, and showed it to Gordon in the palm of his hand:
"Don’t cry with the material in your dreams, Chief, this is the resonance bell I brought from the world of blood. It is specially used to join other people’s dreams. You want to come to the dream of the of dreams to see the reality in the illusion. Shake it, yes, hold it, I will shake it for you."
Jingling, bell, bell...
Of course, Su Ming wouldn't give him any choice. He just grabbed the director's hand and shook the prop. One second before Gordon was holding his dead daughter crying, he disappeared in the next second.
The dream slowly faded and disintegrated like quicksand, the death knell looked at the newspaper clippings on the table and fell silent for a while, then took a step forward.