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

It's unrealistic to use Roosevelt's actions to deal with Gotham's economic crisis.

The core of Roosevelt's New Deal was to save the people by sacrificing capital through military and political means.

Lucian had no army, no political participation, and no legislative power, and all the wealthy and famous people in Gotham were killed by the Silent Bat.

His advantage is that because he is the initiator, Lucian has the relative trust of this group...it's just trust, he cannot lead.

"And there's that crazy laugher. It's impossible for him to just show up, trick me, and then disappear... He's a supporter of Barbatos, the leader of the owls. Maybe he'll quietly stab me in the back without warning."

Bat Lantern's attitude towards the Laughing Bat was not so serious. He seemed to have some confidence and concealed it from Lucian.

Lucien could feel it.

"The influence of crazy laughter on this world is limited. He is suppressed at -22 and cannot escape." Bat Lantern explained.

The reason seemed perfunctory and flimsy, more like an inducement for Lucien to take the initiative to guess.

"I have something to say."

"please say."

Chapter 197 Ugly Gate!

"So-called puzzle games, whether high-end or mediocre, are all about giving creators a cerebral orgasm, but what puzzlers enjoy is often what the creators dislike."

"what do you mean?"

"Laughing wildly."

Lucien looked at him and smiled: "That's the puzzle you set for me."

Surprisingly, Bat Lantern didn't deny it. "Why don't you use your clever little brain a little more? Most of the conclusions you draw are correct."

Lucien thought for a moment and then asked, "Isn't it interesting that everything goes according to plan?"

He was alluding to the "everything goes to plan" of the laughter, and the idea of ​​the laughter was great at first, but later became boring because of "everything goes to plan".

The Bat Lantern understood what he meant, was silent for a moment, and replied with the same allusive tone: "You are not smart."

This is what the Joker calls Lucien "not smart".

……

In DC, the characteristics of heroes and antagonists are opposite.

Aquaman protects, Black Manta plunders; Superman is selfless, Luthor is selfish; Green Lantern is courageous, Black Lantern is fearful; The Joker is crazy, Batman is rational...

Laughing wildly, "Everything is according to plan" and Lucien is "not smart".

……

"Actually, I've always been puzzled by one thing." Lucian changed the subject: "...Many of the things the Joker said to me in -22 were allusions or prophecies."

"'We are sheep', 'flat impression'... again and again, and now 'unintelligent', again and again." Lucian frowned slightly, thinking seriously: "You say, if I take his words as the guiding principle and interpret them as if they were the Bible, then..."

Before he finished speaking, he made the sign of the cross on his chest and said:

“We bow our heads and pray:

Dear Ugly,

Thank you for giving me a new year. There will be ups and downs ahead, but as long as you are with me and walk with me, I will still receive heavenly milk and honey. I am not afraid, and I am not discouraged.

In Jack's name we pray,

Ugly door! "

Bat Lantern: "..."

……

The most similar thing between Lucian and the Joker is that they often act on their own accord, and as long as they themselves are not embarrassed, it is others who will be embarrassed.

……

The big iron door in front of Omosen was pushed open. He walked over and waited for Quinn to put down today's meal, but unexpectedly, he looked up and saw Lucian, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Omosen:!

This gave him another fright.

Lucian admitted that he had indeed forgotten about the mayor... Well, he still had no respect for the lives of scumbags.

But looking at Omosen's healthy body, he said nothing and pointed outside: "Come out, and clean up the excrement that has accumulated over the past few days."

Omosen looked back at the overflowing dung bucket, stammered for a moment, but did not dare to protest.

Quinn came to bring him food when Lucian was away, and Omoson gradually became certain of his guess - Lucian was cooperating with the court, or he was also a member of the White Mask, and the previous speech was just part of the court's plan.

...Of course, Omosen also wanted to understand what this meant - it meant that he was not trusted by the court, but he was not dead now, which also meant that the court did not have any conclusive evidence that he was not trustworthy.

Lucien naturally didn't know what was going on in his mind, or maybe he did, but he didn't care. He opened the window to let in some air and dispel the musty smell in the room.

The weather is humid and things will still get moldy even if you haven't been away for long. Lucien usually sends his clothes directly to a high-end dry cleaner.

Of course, the mayor was not so lucky. To this day, he is still wearing his original suit, which smells sour.

He took Lucien's blame... He had truly forgotten about the mayor.

After Omosen swiftly cleaned the excrement bucket and simply cleaned off the filth on his body, he stood at the doorway, bent over and smiled flatteringly: "Um... should I go back downstairs?"

Omoson didn't dare to offend Lucian. If he was worried about being shot to death at the beginning, now he was worried about being shot to death, his family going bankrupt and becoming poor, and his children being adopted by the court and trained to be claws.

He had seen it more than once, and even led it, so he knew how powerful it was.

Lucian thought about it and didn't agree: "I'm too lazy to open the door for you every day. If something happens and you go out, you'll starve to death. And there's no telling when that snail girl will respawn."

Omosen didn't dare to ask, nor did he dare to sit on the stool. He just sat far away, his eyes casually falling on an inconspicuous corner.

……

This mayor was a troublesome thing for Lucien. He couldn't kill him, nor could he drive him away, but he always felt a little uncomfortable if he stayed... He came up with an idea to lure the Silent Bat to kill him.

It works.

Lucian's no-killing principle is far less strict than Batman's. It's just a means to distinguish him from the Joker. Even if he doesn't abide by it one day, it won't be a big deal.

So he was really thinking about this issue seriously.

"He's useful." Bat Lantern reminded at the right time.

Lucian raised an eyebrow and gave him a questioning look: "Don't tell me you have to wait."

The sudden words startled Omoson. The poor mayor thought he was being spoken to, but when he looked up, he found that Lucian was talking to an empty table.

Oh, this is a madman.

Omosen huddled himself tighter and more harmlessly.

The bat head trapped in the lantern shifted its gaze and landed on Omosen: "Keep him, he'll give you a lot of fun."

Lucian followed suit and, without questioning his gaze, asked, "Is this part of your plan?"

"It's Plan C. Do you want to hear the details?" Bat Lantern had no intention of hiding anything, but Lucian wasn't interested.

“You don’t know that telling ahead of time takes away most of the surprise – it’s incomplete.”

Without thinking or guessing, without digging into the matter, and even without using the external brain that was delivered to his door, Lucian was pursuing the unexpected.

"Let's talk about the prison break."

Omoson lowered his head even lower, but Lucian had no intention of avoiding him, and the words continued to drill into his ears.

……

He seemed to be talking to a non-existent person. Omoson guessed that maybe Lucian was wearing a Bluetooth headset and discussing with someone. Of course, maybe he had a split personality and was a little crazy.

He didn't dare to confirm and could only make random guesses.

Finally, it was dinner time, and Omosen had the long-awaited fried eggs with various things and a glass of milk.

Lucian still only likes to eat these two, so he naturally doesn't care whether Omosen likes them or not.

But unexpectedly, Omosen ate much faster.

He naturally ate quickly. Quinn had never made any hot dishes for him. Apart from bread, there were only compressed biscuits, which made him almost vomit.

"He treats you badly?" Lucien asked suddenly.

Chapter 198 Bat Lantern: Don’t Be a Clown

It's great to be alive.

Omoson said: "Mr. Quinn is fine."

But he couldn't say anything good, so he stopped there and kept his mouth shut.

……

Oliver Queen, the Green Arrow of Star City and a member of the Justice League, has a weak presence. Lucian often forgets whether his group is called Green Arrow or Queen, and often forgets that he is the eighth of the Seven Giants of the Justice League...

It fits the setting of the dark multiverse perfectly...as expected, as expected.

Lucien thought so.

……

Normally, if someone cursed you, you would yell "Ah Qiu", but unfortunately Quinn's modified body did not have such a basic physiological reaction.

He just suddenly raised his head and turned it around like an owl, trying to catch something.

But as always, his keen eyesight and hearing could only pick up the noise of rats running rampant in the dark and the sound of water dripping from above.

He turned his head back again.

This is the sewers of Gotham, but not the courthouse part.

The water gradually became deeper, and Quinn's legs and feet dipped into the sewage, creating ripples... Keep moving forward, his body feeling the air flowing... It was the wind, and then he heard the sound of wind passing through the narrow pipe.

Slow, strong, and with a foul smell.

If you listen carefully, you'll have a creepy guess - it's a creature breathing.

...a creature that can be called gigantic.