Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

To his surprise, not only did no one come to him, but the article did not fall into oblivion. Instead, it appeared in the entertainment section of the newspaper the next day without any deletions.

Not only that, Lucien also received a letter from the editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

He praised his logical reasoning ability highly and expressed his willingness to work with him again next time.

"..."

Is this what he meant?

Lucian felt the high fee of one thousand dollars was very hot.

Chapter 173 Arkham Outstanding Graduate

This bat is harder to deal with than I thought.

Lucian was looking for the trace of the Silent Bat. The Silent Bat knew that Lucian was looking for the trace of the Silent Bat. Lucian knew that the Silent Bat knew that Lucian was looking for the trace of the Silent Bat... That's it. The Silent Bat didn't know that Lucian knew that the Silent Bat knew that Lucian was looking for the trace of the Silent Bat.

The nesting dolls do not have as many layers as the Crazy Laughter nesting dolls, nor do they have the same tacit understanding as the Crazy Laughter nesting dolls.

Silent Bat chose to deal with it coldly, as if he himself did not exist. Lucian felt that even if he wrote an article now, with clear logic and sincere words saying that Silent Bat was actually a centaur, it would still be published in the Wayne newspaper.

The Silent Bat doesn't care about this at all. In the reality where Bruce is dead, the so-called "true identity" is not his sensitive point.

Lucien had to come up with something that would catch his attention.

For example, find the Silent Bat and say, "Hey, man, I heard you don't have a son. Look at me. I'd love to have someone as my father."

……

Time passed by, and at noon, Lucien took the elevator to the cafe upstairs for lunch.

There were still not many people there. After placing my order at the counter, I took my number tag and went back to my original seat... and there was someone there.

He paused, a little surprised, said nothing, and sat down at another table.

Steak, salad, goat's milk, and a small plate of macarons, totaling eighty-five dollars.

The money spent was from royalties.

To round it off, just consider it as Silent Bat treating me to a meal.

……

There were many decorative pillars in the coffee shop with paintings hanging on them. Lucien could see the man who occupied the seat through the protective glass film on the surface of the paintings.

The face is not very clear, the hair is brown, and the body is of average build... not like Batman, nor like the Joker.

Lucien chewed the lettuce leaves in his mouth: This is normal.

What's the matter with talking about Batman and the Joker every day?

The music was originally playing a blues song, but suddenly it stopped. Lucien turned his head and saw a lady sitting at a public piano playing.

A black lady who is definitely not Catwoman, Harley Quinn, or Jenny.

Lucien had been thrown into a state of panic more than once, only to find nothing had happened... It was a lot like someone who had lived in a bombing zone for years suddenly arriving in a peaceful country.

After taking a sip of coffee, I couldn't help but look through the glass window to see where the Silent Bats spawned.

It was only noon, there would be no bats appearing, so he looked away.

...

It was not until night that the dark shadow appeared on the top of the tower as promised. During this time, the man sitting here left and Lucian took over.

It started to rain... Gotham has surprisingly many rainy days. It's not the kind of misty rain, but the kind that falls in lines, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

In the dark night, unless there is lightning, it is difficult for normal people to catch the silent bat that almost merges with the spire.

Lucian looked at the neon lights under his feet and suddenly became curious - the Silent Bat acted as a mascot here all year round, what was he looking at?

Ask the waiter for paper and pen.

The hotel is located in the southwest of Audisburg. The Gothic building where the Silent Bat is located is in the Berile district near Audisburg.

Lucian is no longer the directionally challenged person who can't recognize Gotham's landmarks. Now he is so familiar with Gotham that he can even walk along the blind path with his eyes closed.

……

Across the water from Bereley is Arkham Asylum, and its neighbor to the east is Crime Alley.

And where he was was the tallest building in Bethlehem... a church.

……

Lucian stopped writing and circled Arkham Asylum.

What makes this Bat different is his closeness to the lunatics. All his skills were learned while he was trapped in Arkham Asylum:

Detective assassin Gideon Crowe taught him the skills of investigation, deduction, surveillance, and poisoning; top thief and prison escape expert Casey Callahan taught him how to leave and return to the asylum; gang assassin Sal "Bucket" taught him how to erase criminal information; legendary martial artist-turned-slash-assassin Dolores Madigan taught him all the techniques of hand-to-hand combat; spy Nico Mason taught him lock picking and hiding skills...

Or to be more precise - Hushbat is a perfect work of art by the madmen of Arkham.

You can start from Arkham Asylum.

such as……

Send yourself in?

……

For your mother.

If the timeline were pushed forward ten years, Lucian sending himself in might have really worked.

At that time, the Silent Bat might say, "I learned from the time traveler Lucian to lay down my butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

But it's too late now.

It’s too—late.

Crime Alley, then, is the premise for the eternal Waynes’ deaths.

It would be possible if Lucian found the truth about their deaths and then guided the Silent Bat's desire to save and possess the city just as he guided little Bruce.

But it’s still the same sentence.

too late.

Silent Bat had long known that the murderer was the driver who followed Elliot's instructions. Now the driver was killed by him, and Elliot was also killed by him.

……

I'm afraid even the Joker himself would find this bat particularly troublesome if he were to arrive.

The tip of the pen tapped the paper lightly... There should be a way. If this bat really didn't care about Gotham at all, it wouldn't be standing here.

Another bolt of lightning struck, and the Silent Bat's exposed skin was wrapped in white gauze...

A flash of inspiration occurred.

Lucien remembered the reason why Silent Elliot was wrapped in gauze all over his body: to cover up his face that was made to look like Bruce Wayne and to hide his true identity and emotions.

So why is the Silent Bat wrapped in gauze?

If you just want to cover your face and hide your emotions, then a mask or a hood can meet this requirement.

But why gauze?

In superhero stories, especially DC stories, almost all seemingly insignificant images have special references.

……

If Hush-Bat had already completed his revenge, he could have continued to live as Bruce Wayne and enjoyed a wealthy and happy life.

but no.

He can also roam Gotham under the name of the bat monster, making the whole city tremble in fear of his reputation.

nor.

He was as transparent as a ghost.

……

Identity.

If Hush-Bat wears a cowl, he's Batman; if he shows his face, he's Bruce Wayne.

That’s what imagery is for.

……

Lucien understood his weakness and pulled out the article from the entertainment section from his pocket.

Now is the end of the story, but the Silent Bat not only doesn't know what to do, but also doesn't know who he is.

That's why he stood on the top of the tower on a rainy night and looked at Gotham, and that's why he wrapped gauze around his exposed skin.

……

The rain was still falling, hitting the shed outside the window. Lucien took the paper in his hand, returned the pen to the front desk, and left here early for the first time.

……

This bat shouldn't be as difficult to deal with as you think.

Chapter 174 Bats Allow Madmen to Dance Under the Moon

"Shh, baby."

"You summoned the bloody bat of Gotham Town. It lurks in the eaves. You must hide carefully."

"Blood seeps from the windows and cracks in the bricks. Don't scream. Its liquid body penetrates the door and hears you sniggering."

"Don't be afraid, baby, don't be afraid, baby, the bats allow the madmen to dance in the moonlight."

Large cages were hung in the empty bat cave, some of which were occupied, and some had been occupied before.

A strange tune flowed from the mouth of the cleaner who distributed food to the caged people.

Holding the first portion of food in his hand, he walked to the first cage and looked at the person lying motionless inside like garbage.

The tone was leisurely, like calling a dog: "Little Jason~ It's time to eat~"