Chapter 575 I, the Clown (Fifteen)

"You know...there are really many things." Clipper looked at Feng Bujue with a meaningful look and said, "Mr. Clown."

Brother Jue tilted his head, shrugged and replied: "Don't waste time, doctor, start it..." He winked at the ring-shaped console more than ten meters away, "...let us see... what is buried in the True 'faith' deep in Gotham."

"Hey! Brother Jue!" Just at this moment, Xiaotan's shout came from behind.

Everyone looked back and saw Xiao Tan and Xiao Ling running towards this side.

"Hey, it's better to come early than to come by chance." Feng Bujue muttered, "Are you okay?"

"Alas... It's hard to describe in words..." Xiao Ling sighed and glanced at Xiao Tan, "Anyway, the image of Two-Face was quite successful."

"In order to avoid being tracked, we parked the stolen airship somewhere far away and then walked here, so it was a little later than the agreed time." Xiao Tan continued.

Since this cave blocks electronic signals, they were unable to use the communicator to communicate with their teammates during the previous period, so Xiaotan briefly explained the situation.

"Can I start?" Clipper had been busy on the console for a while and successfully turned on the power of the equipment.

"Please, doctor." Feng Bujue said, and immediately turned around and said to Joey behind him, "Joy, what follows is very important, you must remember it word for word."

"Huh? Oh..." Joey didn't understand what the other party was referring to, but he still responded.

Before he finished speaking, Dr. Clipper clicked a button on the console. At the same second, an image appeared on the main computer screen in front of everyone.

An avatar appeared on the screen. He was a middle-aged man with a handsome face, and his brows were filled with a weathered and fearless temperament.

"No matter who you are. No matter what era you are in, I just want you to know..." he said in a low, magnetic voice, "...I intend to seal this cave forever." He paused, " But now that you have seen this video, I think... you have successfully found my home." His deep eyes trembled slightly, "Forgive me for having to make such a long speech before I can officially start to say what I want to say. …”

At this point, the man took a few steps back, and then his upper body was completely visible in the camera - he was wearing a bat suit.

"Bruce Wayne!" Joey and Maya screamed almost at the same time.

"Shh-" Feng Bujue whispered quickly. "Keep listening."

Bruce Wayne on the screen had already picked up his cape and stared at it for two seconds before speaking again: "The oppressed and the desperate must be protected, and I have tried my best... "He said, putting on the cloak, "...Whoever inherits this cloak, I hope he can continue to work hard for it to avoid unnecessary revenge, endless violence, and the false reputation of the so-called legend...for the sake of truth. Fight." There was determination in his tone, and a feeling of resignation. "I... am about to face the final battle, and these may be my last words. He is coming... I can hear his footsteps." He said, putting on the bat mask, "I know... the clown. Right outside the door!"

Bruce Wayne's statement ended here. After saying this, he shook off his cape and turned away from the camera. The video was interrupted at this point.

Except for Dr. Clipper and Feng Bujue (both of whom have already watched this video, but one watched it in person and the other in the comics). The other five people present all showed rather complicated expressions.

"What happened after that?" Joey was the first to ask, "Did Batman die?"

"Yes." Clipper said, "He and the clown died together." He raised his hand and pointed to the side, "Did you see the life-size wax figure of the clown? That was a specimen I made from the corpse of a real clown. "

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look. In the direction pointed by the doctor, there is indeed a wax figure of a clown. The specimen looks quite lifelike. From the NPC's perspective, it is almost exactly the same as Brother Jue (the clown).

"I made him step forward and lean over to hold the gun. It's quite interesting, isn't it?" Clipper said with a smile.

"Where's Bruce Wayne?" Joey then asked, "Have you made a specimen too?" He said, already looking at the four or five Batman specimens next to him.

"Haha... It's a pity that I couldn't preserve his body." Clipper said, "Bruce Wayne's death was much more tragic than this clown. According to my analysis of the scene... it was not a scene at all. A fair fight, because Mr. Wayne didn't seem to have any intention of killing the Joker, and the Joker tried everything he could to kill him."

"Batman doesn't kill people." Feng Bujue continued, "This is one of the principles set by Bruce Wayne. If you can't abide by this rule, you can't be called the true heir to the mantle." Jue Bujue continued. Brother seemed to be explaining to everyone, but in fact he was telling Joey.

"Then...what happened next?" Joey asked Clipper again.

"War," Clipper replied. "Chaos." He lit another cigarette and continued, "Several Robins... I mean real Robins, and some other heroes, stepped forward. They The battle with those super criminals resulted in the destruction of most of Gotham..." He shook his head, "This war lasted for many years until a man stood up, and he was a direct descendant of Bruce Wayne. Descendants, that is, today's the_bruce..."

The doctor blew out smoke: "Uh-you think he is a tyrant? Well, he is indeed a tyrant, but he did what the 'heroes' couldn't do. He won the war..." Clipper coughed twice. "He killed all the super criminals in the city at that time, as well as their descendants..." He paused, "Except for you, Mr. Collins, haha... I think my master wanted to leave a challenge to himself. Or something...who knows?"

"What did you say!" Joey had been an orphan since he was a child. This was the first time he heard about his life experience, and he couldn't help but turn pale with horror.

"He is telling the truth. You are a descendant of the clown." Feng Bujue added, "It's ironic, right? When the descendant of the bat became a totalitarian ruler, the freedom fighters who came out to resist him turned out to be Descendants of the Joker."

"I... am a descendant of the Joker..." Joey muttered to himself with mixed feelings in his heart.

Maya raised her hand and stroked his shoulder, trying to calm him down. This was the only thing she could do.

"But after all... the era of tyrants has passed." Clipper continued, "The laws of history are in front of us... When contradictions accumulate to a certain extent, a change is needed." He sneered, "At this stage, Look, I think... overthrowing the old tyrant would be a good start."

"You also want to overthrow the_bruce's rule?" Joey asked immediately after regaining his composure.

"Hahaha... This is obvious." Clipper said with a smile, "In fact, I have already made preparations. If it weren't for your appearance, I think... I would have prepared for another year and wait until next year. I’ll try again during the ceremony.” He smiled, “But now that it’s over, I’ll move forward with my plan.”

After saying that, Clipper put out his cigarette butt, then threw himself on the operating table and quickly performed some operations.

With the operation of his hands, power supply was restored to all the hidden or dusty equipment in the Batcave one by one. Amidst the rumble of the motor, the lights in the entire cave suddenly turned on.

"This is..." Joey's eyes widened and he looked forward. In a corner twenty meters away, a whole row of transparent storage bins appeared, displaying various equipment worn by Batman in various periods. "Bat's equipment?"

"They are the equipment used by the real 'Batman'." Clipper corrected, "These should all be designed by Bruce Wayne..." He paused for two seconds and said, "Even from today's perspective, It’s not outdated. Of course...it’s still quite difficult to compete with the combat armor on the_bruce.”

"Pick one and wear it, Joey." Feng Bujue said at this time.

"What? Me?" Joey looked back at Brother Jue, "What do you mean...I am the clown's queen..."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue interrupted, "You have heard Bruce's recording. No matter who it is...as long as they are willing to take on his beliefs, they can inherit his mantle." He said with a solemn expression, "Joy "Collins, now you know who you are, what you should do, and... who will help you." He glanced at Maya, "You no longer need to hesitate... shoulder the mission and do what you should do." "(To be continued...)