msmithbooks Chapter 11 11
Chapter 11 11
"..." Si Xing silently stared at the clown in front of him.
He wasn't scared or anything like he used to think when he saw a clown, he was just calm.
Perhaps the effect of the anesthetic administered during the day has not completely dissipated.
"I know you. You are..." The clown raised a hand in mid-air for a long time.
"Boss, he is the Origami Phantom Thief." A subordinate next to him reminded him in a low voice, as if he was a clown who had lost his memory or had no name at all.
The clown hammered the table and said, "Of course I know!"
"The Scarecrow introduced you to me, so I invite you to come here, we will be good friends, just like Batman and Robin Bird, hahaha, good partners and good friends." The clown eyeliner throughout Arkham Asylum But no less, he knew exactly everything the Scarecrow had done.
Including meeting the 'new friend' of the Origami Phantom Thief.
And this "new friend" has the ability that the clown needs. It sounds weak, but the ability is very extensible.
The clown said indiscriminately: "Who would refuse to be the clown's friend? Right?"
When he said this, the threat in the clown's green eyes was obvious.
Si Xing thought about it, if he refused, he might be killed on the spot, so he cooperated and said, "Yes."
A smile appeared on the clown's face again. He held Si Xing's face and said, "Oh, good boy and good partner. Now we are good friends."
Si moved and was grabbed by the hand locked behind his back, so tight that the clown still didn't intend to let go of him.
"Now that we are good friends, let's talk about what to do next." The clown said excitedly.
"You're good at stealing, aren't you? Guess you'd be better suited for that than Batman's kitten!"
The chief's long eyelashes drooped, covering the light in his eyes, and he knew that the clown had captured him to use him for some purpose.
In fact, now that he was at the hands of the Joker, he could easily escape if he wanted to.
"What are you doing?" Si Xing's tone was so flat that it was impossible to tell if he was afraid of clowns, he was just making a bet.
If the clown feels that such a self is unfathomable and has a hole card, then he may be able to negotiate terms with the clown.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, if the clown wants to break the peace on his face, that would be worse.
But everything is a double-edged sword, even as a phantom thief, the probability of escaping and being caught is always 50.00%.
It's just that you can fine-tune the psychological possibility through proficiency and the strength of the opponent, so that the probability of being caught is reduced psychologically. In fact, the [-]/[-] probability from the beginning can't be changed no matter what you do .
So Sixing is just betting.
"Actually, I plan to give a surprise to the little bat who has danced with me for so long..." The clown's voice fluctuated.
"I plan to pry open the door of Gotham's arsenal and transport out the super munitions purchased by Stark Industries, which was still manufacturing munitions in the past."
"Boom—" The clown spread his fingers exaggeratedly, imagining that there was a blown Gotham between his arms.
"Blow up Gotham City." Joker.
"The little bat will definitely beat me into the intensive care unit angrily. Maybe he can finally kill me? His favorite Gotham was destroyed by me. If he still doesn't want to kill me... "
The clown couldn't help covering his face with his hands, he was trembling all over, and there was a flamboyant and exaggerated smile on the corner of his face that was not covered by his hands.
"What's the use of sticking to such a meaningless bottom line? It's really annoying, but it's okay, breaking your bottom line too early will make me feel boring... How far can you stick to it?" The clown murmured language.
After a while, the clown regained his composure. He raised his head, and it was still the most familiar smiling face. "So, I need you to pry open the door of the arsenal for me, and use the normal way of card verification."
The clown waved his hand: "I've researched it in advance. Once Gotham's arsenal receives an attack that exceeds the pressure, it will use the defensive small tracking missiles in the arsenal to blow that person into a pulp."
He sent his men down to try it before, oh, the poor guy went with the RPG and never came back.
So the Joker just needs to open the door to Gotham's arsenal by himself.
"Got it." Si Xing
The clown clapped his hands and praised, "I just like a cheerful partner like you."
After the clown finished speaking, he still didn't order his subordinates to let go of Si Xing. He stared at Si Xing for a while, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up with an evil intention.
"Speaking of which, are you the same as a human? Are you made of paper? The Scarecrow has seen the ability you use." The clown's tone was slightly elongated.
"Then are you afraid of fire?" The clown asked curiously.
The corner of Si Xing's eyes twitched, he had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, the clown didn't wait for his reply, he took out a lighter out of nowhere, as if he had decided to do so from the very beginning.
He glanced at the two subordinates who were pressing down on Si Xing, and the two of them immediately understood that they supported Si Xing's head with their hands and pressed Si Xing on the table.
The clown lights the lighter, turns it off, then lights it again.He stared faintly at the pair of amber eyes staring at him with green eyes, trying to find a little fear in them.
The clown put the lit lighter close to Si Xing's side face, and when the scorching flames approached Si Xing, Si Xing's instinct was clamoring to run away, but he couldn't show any fear in front of the clown, otherwise the clown would just take advantage of that fear .
Therefore, Si Xing's amber eyes just stared at the fire, and soon he felt the pain of burns on his face, and even a burning smell.
Si Xing couldn't see what his face looked like from Si Xing's angle, it hurt a lot, but he had to keep calm.In fact, if it wasn't for now, he wouldn't have thought that he could endure the pain so much. It would take at least half a month for him to fully recover from such a burn.
The clown stared carefully at Si Xing's plain amber eyes. If Si Xing's fingers hadn't been clenched tightly, the clown would have thought that this person didn't have a nerve called pain at all.
The clown curled his lips in boredom, and put away the lighter. This is not fun, he said according to the information he obtained.
The origami thief is afraid of fire, so he chose to enter Arkham because he didn't want to be burned. Now it seems that the news is false, so why did the origami thief enter Arkham?Want to experience the food and atmosphere of Arkham?
Weird Gotham people.
The clown clapped his hands, and the two of his subordinates who were pressing down on Si Xing immediately released the hands that locked Si Xing.
Si Xing stood up, trying to ignore the burn pain on his face, he first tightened his wrist.
Si Xing asked blankly: "What do I need to do next?"
The clown shook his head and said, "I need to know why you agreed to join my plan first?"
The reason makes the clown very curious, and such behavior can also be called vigilance.
This was just the clown's subconscious question, because Si Xing hid it too well, since he couldn't see through what he was thinking, why not ask directly, maybe he could get something from the other party's tone and words.
Of course, the clown didn't forget that it was he who asked the clown to press the opponent to come here, but if the Origami Phantom Thief was really like what he showed just now, then he might as well not agree to his plan.
And I don't have the other party's weakness in my hands, and I don't have any reason to threaten the Origami Phantom Thief to work for me.However, if the clown really wants to kill Si Xing, it should be very easy, but the clown really needs Si Xing's strength right now.
"Have some fun." Si Xing yawned.
In fact, Si Xing didn't know why. To be honest, helping the clown would not do him any good, and he might even be caught and beaten by Batman and thrown into Arkham again.
He just didn't have any reason, he just did it because he wanted to.
When Si Xing stretched out his hands to cover his mouth and yawned, his fingers accidentally touched the still hot and stinging skin on his face, and he gave his fingers a slight pause.
He thought he probably knew why he did this, he would make the clown's little plan so easy to succeed?What the clown wants to blow up is the whole Gotham, he doesn't care about everyone who lives in Gotham.
Si Xing also happens to be one of them who lives in Gotham.More importantly, the damage caused by the flames to him, his physique is special, so the flames will cause double damage and pain to him.
He must take revenge.
Si Xing's words made the clown even more unable to analyze what the other party was thinking.
"Why is Gotham like this?" The clown asked suddenly.
"Because incompetent people created us." Si Xing replied.
The clown carefully savored what Si Xing said, "the incompetent created us", and suddenly laughed out loud.
The incompetent guys can't manage Gotham well, they created monsters under negligence and greed, the funny thing is that they can't manage these monsters at all, just make Gotham worse and worse.
...
...
Si Xing looked at the red burn on his side face, which was about the size of a baby's fist, through the reflection on the water surface. He gently stroked the burn with the back of his wet hand, bringing a cool feeling, and let the pain dissipate for a second, and then Strikes again.
He couldn't use water to soothe the burn, that would leave him with blisters and even infected festers.
Si Xing sighed softly, and once again regretted why he took the initiative to come to Arkham Asylum, it was like... almost like a fool.
As soon as a fool was mentioned, Robin's smirking face flashed unconsciously in Si Xing's mind, and he blamed this damn Robin.
I knew that when I met Robin before, I should ignore him, so I took a picture of his ugly appearance and posted it on Twitter to make him popular.
However, it is still beneficial to be dragged into a conversation by the clown. For example, the guys from the Arkham Asylum dare not come to provoke him. He even heard him saying during the daytime meal that he should give him a little color to this newcomer.
In the afternoon, everyone looked at him with fear, as if everyone knew that he was the clown's 'partner'.