American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 361 My dad is a congressman!
Near the ruins of the Skyrail, a dozen homeless people were working, cleaning up the ruins as if they were wasting their time while chatting idly.

“Fuck, when everything in Gotham is good, I can’t even eat.

There are a lot of things going on in Gotham now, so there are more places to get paid. If you hang out here for a day, just throwing away some garbage, you can get 80 bucks a day without doing anything else."

"That's right. The Wayne family is too rich. These rich people are also scared by the ghosts and are now spending money."

"The Revenant is awesome, why the hell don't I have that ability? If I had that ability, I would fuck all over Hollywood."

"That's all you can do."

"Haha."

"Wait, who is that guy over there? Is there anyone here who is dressed so well?"

"Don't pay attention to him, he looks like a rich man."

"Damn rich people."

While they were chatting, a few homeless people who were just idling around glanced at the Mad Hatter.

Noticing the tramp's look, the Mad Hatter smiled, then took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

It’s ten forty in the morning and it’s not time for afternoon tea yet.

Maybe I'll have time for a tea party~

Thinking of this, the Mad Hatter put the pocket watch back into his pocket and then walked leisurely towards the homeless people.

As he approached the tramp, the Mad Hatter smiled and greeted him, saying.

"Everyone, did you have a good time today? Did you all have breakfast?
If not, what about lunch? Did you have lunch, or dinner?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the homeless people turning around and looking at him as if he were a fool.

Facing the gazes of the homeless people, the Mad Hatter shook his head rhythmically and continued to speak to them.

“Breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, we eat so much every day, and eating is the most important thing.

So what are you guys doing here, why don't you go get something to eat?

Listen to me, go ahead and eat, eat all you need to eat in this life, and then you will never have to worry about hunger again.

Go ahead, guys."

After saying that, the Mad Hatter nodded to everyone.

Seeing the Mad Hatter nod, the homeless man was slightly stunned, then put down the tools in their hands and left the ruins aimlessly.

Looking at the tramp's back, the Mad Hatter opened his mouth and revealed an exaggerated smile.

He said to himself while laughing.

"How could anyone catch me in my world? This is my world, the world of stories.

Only when new stories happen can this world continue perfectly.

I am the only one protecting this world, haha, only me~"

As he finished speaking, the Mad Hatter took out his pocket watch and gently kissed the cover.

Then he continued towards his destination, or perhaps he never had any destination.

But he had just taken two steps away from the ruins when he saw more than a dozen cars passing by on the street beside him.

These cars made the Mad Hatter frown in alarm.

It turned out that his vigilance was meaningful. Shortly after the cars passed by him, two of them stepped on the emergency brakes.

Accompanied by the harsh sound of brakes, several doors of the car were pushed open, and a large group of people hurriedly walked down with guns in hand.

One of them held up a cell phone and pointed at the Mad Hatter from a distance.

"That's him, the short guy with the tall hat!

Jervis Tetch, exactly like in the photo!"

Following his shout, dozens of big men rushed directly towards the Mad Hatter.

At the same time, more cars stopped and more people walked towards Jarvis.

Seeing the huge crowd in front of him, Jarvis raised his hands in surprise.

He muttered to himself as he raised his hand.

"See, I knew this wasn't going to be easy. After all, who wants a story without drama?"

After talking to himself, he shouted to the people walking towards him from afar.

"Hey guys, I don't know who asked you to arrest me, but I believe that I am more useful alive than dead.

I'm alone, you don't think I can do anything, I don't even have a gun, I just have a mouth."

After he finished speaking, the Mad Hatter smiled and waited for everyone to come to him so that he could tie his hands tightly.

They were gangsters, not perverts. Since the Mad Hatter did not resist, they did not beat him. Instead, they took him back to the car.

After being squeezed into the back seat by two strong men, the Mad Hatter waited silently for the convoy to start moving.

It wasn't until the buildings outside the window began to recede that he finally asked the gangsters in his car.

“Hey guys, I see you are not police officers, why are you interested in me?
Who are you hanging out with, and who is the boss? Tell me about it."

After the words fell, the Mad Hatter smiled and waited for an answer.

The next moment, the driver who was driving said softly,

"We are the Ghost Party, and our boss is the bat.

Just now, Bat Boss issued a wanted order for you, and we have your photo and information."

"Wow!"

Hearing this, the Mad Hatter couldn't help but frown.

“Why did the Ghost Party arrest me? I thought the Ghosts and I were both good people with similar interests.

After all, we also like to end the lives full of pain and desire for those guys who live in this world in sorrow.

But he disappointed me, it seems he is not as great as I thought.

Who does he think he is, the emperor who rules Gotham, or the Robin Hood who walks in the night.

This is not his city. It wasn’t in the past, it isn’t now, and it won’t be in the future!”

Having said that, the Mad Hatter looked towards Arkham Hospital in the distance.

After a glance, he spoke.

"Take me to the manor of the dead. It must be fun there!"

"As ordered."

The driver nodded, then separated from the convoy and rushed towards Downton Abbey.

Seeing that their car was deviating from the direction, the voice of the leader of the team was immediately heard through the intercom.
"Hey, Andrew, what the hell are you doing? Where are you going? Get back here!"

"Woohoo~"

Listening to the curses coming from the intercom, the Mad Hatter extended his right hand to the driver.

"Give me the intercom."

"Okay boss."

The driver obediently handed the intercom to him, and the Mad Hatter took the intercom and was about to reply.

But when he moved his arms, he always felt that the movements were a little unnatural, so he looked at the burly men on his left and right while holding the walkie-talkie.

After a glance, he said to the fatter man, "Don't you think the back seat is a bit crowded, man? I think you should find a way to make it more comfortable for me to sit."

"Find a way...I will find a way!"

The sturdy man who was asked by the Mad Hatter was stunned for a moment, then he pushed open the car door and jumped directly out of the speeding car.

The next moment, the team leader's voice appeared in the intercom again.

“Damn it, Big Faith jumped out of your car, what happened to you guys!!!

Forget it, let's go right after him and don't let that dwarf named Jervis get away!"

"run?"

Hearing this, the Mad Hatter turned on the intercom with a look of disdain on his face and spoke to the entire convoy.

"This is my world, my friend, why should I run?
As for you, don't you think the sea near Gotham is beautiful?
I haven't seen the sea for some time since I was in Arkham, so you guys go and see it for me.

There are seven bridges around Gotham, and each of the rivers below leads to the sea. Please take a look at the rivers and sea under each bridge for me. "

After saying that, Jarvis turned off the intercom, and the convoy, which had just been moving normally, immediately dispersed and drove towards different routes.

As for Jarvis, he just sat in the car naturally and continued to rush towards Downton Abbey.

While the Mad Hatter was approaching the manor, Bruce continued to knock down dozens of people in Arkham Asylum.

After knocking down the last guy in the room, Bruce took a breath with a headache and spoke to the headphones on his bat ears.

"Lex, there are thousands of patients in Arkham Asylum. Add in the medical staff and the patients' families who come and go, and there are probably at least three thousand people under the control of hypnosis.

I hope you can……"

"Can I design and manipulate a piece of music or rhythm that will bring them out of hypnosis? I've already tried that and have made different templates using heavy metal and jazz.

I will send you six audio clips right away. You can try them on the hypnotized guy one by one to see which one works best.

Then I will hack into the Arkham Asylum network and control the asylum's centralized broadcasting system to broadcast it."

In the manor, while Lex continued to set up the automatic manufacturing process of the steel armor, he used the AI ​​he controlled to cut out several audio clips and sent them to Bruce.

While Lex was working, not far away, Clark, who had just woken up and still felt a little headache, couldn't help but say to Lex.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I had gotten up earlier..."

"Oh, how can I blame you? I can't even blame you for the wine last night.

Clark, you are still young, but you must know that the one who is wrong is always the one who makes the mistake, and now it is only Jervis who is wrong. "

Having said that, Lex turned on the city's surveillance system and, following his smart assistant, selected a series of surveillance images that looked problematic.

In many pictures, whether it is people jumping off buildings, jumping into rivers to commit suicide, or any situation that looks like an abnormal death, a car running wildly in the manor area is very conspicuous.

Clark took a painful breath as he looked at the many images, then asked.

"Are these the places where Jarvis might have appeared? I can use my super hearing..."

"wait!"

Suddenly, Lex interrupted Clark and continued to speak to him.

"Clark, although I have no interest or experience in being a vigilante, at least I know how to think.

As a master hypnotist, Jervis' voice undoubtedly has hypnotic power.

It's no big deal for ordinary people to be hypnotized by him, but if you eavesdrop on his conversation and he hypnotizes you while he is hypnotizing other people, then you will be in big trouble.

So, for safety's sake, you should do some finishing work and go to Arkham Asylum to help that stubborn Bruce.

As for Jervis, I judge that he is at present in one of the places I have marked.

Next, I just need to arrange these locations to determine his position. Once his position is determined, Floyd can be killed with just one shot.

Am I right, Floyd?"

"Yes."

Floyd responded on the communication channel, then looked at the two white-haired guys beside him.

After turning off his communication device, Floyd turned around and said to Ciri and Geralt with a smile.

“Sorry, I was planning to take you to the shooting range first, but suddenly I had something new to do.

You have also heard that there was a madman who could hypnotize and turned thousands of people in a hospital into madmen.

So, I can only take you to the top of Gotham’s tallest stock exchange building to get some fresh air first.”

"I can understand."

Listening to Floyd's words, Geralt nodded slightly, and then couldn't help but smile.

He continued while laughing.

"Your job seems to be similar to mine, both of us deal with troubles, but my troubles are mostly monsters, while yours are people."

"Yeah, that's true. That's why I envy you because monsters are much easier to deal with than people."

Floyd responded, then adjusted his gun slightly.

At the same time, a hurricane blew violently through Arkham Asylum.

The next moment, Clark, wearing a black tights with the Revenant Party logo painted on the left side of his chest, came in front of Bruce.

"what's the situation?"

"Something just passed by!"

"A dark shadow passed by!"

"Notify old Wayne...notify Batman to be safe!"

As the SWAT officers exclaimed, Clark, wearing a black hood, smiled bitterly, shrugged, and said to Bruce.

"I'm here to help. Sorry, I got up a little late."

"That's not important, this is not your city, but there is indeed a lot you can do.

The audio clip that Lex sent was indeed effective. Although it couldn't directly free the hypnotized guys from control, it could make them calm down as quickly as possible.

I've notified Lex, but I need you to identify the more dangerous mentally ill patients as soon as possible after they calm down.

This is to prevent those mentally ill patients from causing secondary harm to other medical staff after everyone is completely freed from hypnosis. "

"No problem, Bu...Batman!"

Listening to Bruce's instructions, Clark nodded heavily and then acted quickly.

Before the hypnotic music could completely sound, Clark had already checked the medical records of the asylum and picked out the mentally ill patients who were marked as extremely dangerous by the asylum.

Just as Clark was tying up the patients to their own beds, a woman on another bed who had not been untied suddenly spoke to Clark,
"Hey, are you a normal person? Are you a normal person? Are you a normal person?..."

"Wait, you're not being controlled!"

Clark really didn't expect that in this place where everyone was hypnotized, there were still people who could remain normal?

Hearing Clark's surprised voice, the woman tied to the restraint bed suddenly showed an excited expression.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, finally there’s a normal person I can talk to.

I am not mentally ill at all. I am Heino Lawrence. My father is a member of parliament, my mother is the deputy minister of defense, and I have also played the trumpet for the dead!
In recent days, everyone in this mental hospital in Gotham has gone crazy. They don’t even recognize me. Can you believe it?
But no matter who harmed them, that guy wouldn't dare to harm me because I'm the woman of the dead!

I want to see Tang, I want to see him, I can't live without him!

Let me out, I want to get out of here, damn it!"

(End of this chapter)