The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1315 The Prison Break

"Now you know, remember to watch your mouth in the future."

James took a sip of coffee and said with a hint of resentment, "Otherwise, my partner would have suffered along with you. That Duke kid mocked me too today."

"Okay, I'll treat you to donuts next time."

Knowing he was in the wrong, Luke didn't say anything more and didn't want to cause any unpleasantness with his partner of so long over such a small matter, so he immediately apologized.

James didn't want to dwell on this matter any longer, otherwise a small thing could escalate into a big one. The best way for partners to handle this is for each of them to compromise.

"I want two."

"no problem."

That concludes the discussion, and what follows is a short but truly nerve-wracking escort process.

The villains in Gotham City have a particular fondness for carjackings. Although most of the Joker's gang was arrested today, nobody knows if the Joker has any backup plans.

As they approached the familiar Arkham Asylum, the two officers remained vigilant, knowing that letting their guard down while the Gotham Police Department was in operation was tantamount to courting death.

Sure enough, just around the last corner from Arkham Asylum, a beam of light shone out, and the two officers exchanged a glance and immediately became extremely alert.

Luke, who was driving, quietly put one hand on his gun, while James, who was sitting in the passenger seat, drew his sidearm and put his other hand on the communicator.

As they slowed down and rounded the bend, the thick beam of light became even more conspicuous. Through the headlights, the two could see the source of the light: it was coming from a motorcycle.

The two officers were only slightly relieved when they saw who was sitting on the motorcycle. It was none other than the superhero who had shone brightly in today's arrest mission—the Winter Soldier.

Both of them learned of the name from Gordon, who said that Gordon had single-handedly taken down most of the Joker gang members, which made him a true superhero.

Things are different now. Even the United Nations has recognized the superheroes' identities and endorsed these vigilantes, so these police officers no longer need to fixate on their identities.

Moreover, the most direct beneficiaries of the emergence of these superheroes are these police officers; otherwise, they would be the ones fighting on the front lines against those monsters and demons.

However, despite saying that, the two officers remained vigilant. Officer James turned on the speakerphone and asked Roy across from him.

"Are you the Winter Soldier?"

“It’s me.” Roy sat imposingly on his motorcycle. “I’m here to hand over a prisoner to you.”

"A prisoner handover?" Luke asked, puzzled. "We haven't received any news about a handover. Ask the Winter Soldier again, and I'll contact the warden right away."

Luke was about to take out his phone when James, sitting in the passenger seat, stopped him. Luke looked up, about to ask a question, but James shook his head at him.

After all, they've been partners for so long. Although Luke was puzzled, he suppressed his doubts and chose to listen and remain silent.

"We understand, we'll hand the clown over to you now."

James took the keys and got out of the car, then opened the trunk door when Roy walked to the car.

There was only the Joker in their carriage. Because the Joker had too many incidents of leading others astray, he was usually locked in a carriage alone, without even a guard.

Of course, with no one to guard him, more attention had to be paid to other aspects. The Joker was not only tied up, but his eyes and mouth were also checked, and multiple cameras connected to headquarters were set up to watch him.

James sensed something was wrong early on, but considering Roy's impressive record, he gave up without even thinking. Why risk his life for such a low monthly salary? He and Luke both had families; they were the breadwinners of their households. If they died, their families would suffer a devastating blow.

James is much more cunning than Luke. It's best for us mere mortals to stay away when gods are fighting.

Looking at the clown in front of him, whose face and hair were barely visible, Roy nodded in satisfaction. He didn't want to make things difficult for the two ordinary police officers, so he specifically asked them to unload the clown from the car and told them to leave.

James breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he got into the car, he told Luke to drive, and the two of them drove off.

"Now it's just you and me left."

Roy looked the clown up and down, who was bound like a dumpling, and without hesitation, he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the clown's forehead.

Without even a word of farewell, Roy was about to pull the trigger decisively when he heard the sound of something cutting through the air behind him.

The sound of something hurtling through the air was so heavy that Roy could guess without turning around that what was hitting him was definitely not light. When he turned around and saw the target clearly, he couldn't help but gasp.

It was an enormous rock, roughly the size of which was taller than him, enough to crush him completely.

Roy had no time to dodge, so he immediately activated the mechanical arm and swung it at the boulder.

"boom!"

The sound of the boulder shattering was like a thunderclap, and countless stones of all sizes crashed onto the energy shield that Roy had hastily activated.

The guy who could throw a stone of that size at that speed was definitely not an ordinary person. Roy immediately rolled over and hid behind a big tree to the side, becoming alert.

Who exactly is it?

Several possibilities flashed through Roy's mind, but before he could reach a conclusion, he heard a howl.

"Sweetheart! I'm here to save you!"

“Okay, it’s Harley Quinn.” Roy switched the robotic arm to different modes. “Why am I not surprised at all?”

The armor on the shoulder of the robotic arm, now in the correct mode, opened, and a metal sphere the size of an eyeball popped out and floated against gravity in front of Roy.

"Alright, go ahead and put on my eyeliner."

Using the robotic arm, Roy deployed the flying camera and then put the matching observation eyepiece on his left eye.

Once Roy put on the goggles, the image was immediately transmitted.

In the footage, the Joker is tied up alone in the middle of the road. As the camera zooms out, Roy finally sees who the attackers are.

Besides Harley Quinn, who was wailing and howling from the very beginning, there was also a tall, muscular man over two meters tall, wearing a tattered black suit and with pale, bloodless skin.

And a beautiful and sexy woman with red skin and green complexion.

These two are just as famous as Harley Quinn, and they are far more dangerous than the latter.

The burly man was the legendary monster, Solomon Grandi, and the incomparably beautiful woman was the infamous Poison Ivy.

(End of this chapter)