All the serious criminals who followed the Joker were arrested and thrown into a cage-like prison.
These prisons are very special. They are not individual rooms. As their name suggests, they are "cages" with iron bars on all sides, just like cages for wild animals. The police put criminals in them. No matter what the criminals want to do, the surrounding police can see it clearly.
"Officer! My stomach hurts! It hurts so bad!"
There was a fat guy, sweating profusely, kneeling on the ground, holding his stomach and wailing in pain. His breathing was rapid, his eyes rolled back, and he looked like he was going to die in the next second.
Some police officers were working next to them. They looked at them coldly and then turned around to do their own work.
"A bunch of thugs, pretending to be pretty good."
"Don't pay attention to them, just prevent them from running out."
The police officers spoke with indifferent expressions, sneering at the guy lying on the ground wailing. During this period, too many of their officers were killed in the process of arresting the Joker. The city was in chaos because of the Joker, and almost all the senior officials were killed by him.
Everyone is eager to see these villains who followed the Joker die. They are all imprisoned in Arkham Prison and never released!
Soon, the only sound in the hall was the criminal's wailing, which gradually faded. Everyone else was busy with their own affairs, and many criminals sat indifferently, with sneers on their lips...
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In the interrogation room, the Joker sat bored, not saying a word, no doubt twitching his fingers and occasionally licking his lips.
"Did he speak?" someone asked outside.
Many people began to shake their heads, looking helpless. The Joker was a master of psychology, his mind was extremely confused, and no one could force him to speak unless he wanted to.
"Sheriff Gordon?" Someone was temporarily transferred back from outside and didn't know much about some of the situations. He looked at the old sheriff who should have died long ago with surprise and joy.
The old sheriff, Gordon, was old, and his smile revealed some wrinkles on his face. He patted the young man and said, "I faked my own death so that I could protect my innocent family."
Gordon opened the door to the interrogation room and walked straight in.
The interrogation room was much larger than expected, but it contained only a table and a dimly lit lamp. In this empty interrogation room, only the lamp in front of the prisoner was on, while the surrounding darkness undoubtedly added to the eerie and lonely atmosphere.
"I just want to ask you one question. Harvey Dent didn't come home last night. Where did you take him?" Gordon sat opposite the Joker, pursed his lips, and stared at the Joker.
The Joker looked around innocently, then raised his handcuffed hands: "I've been here the whole time. Where did you take him? Um, one of yours? Unless, of course, they're still yours, not Maroni's."
The clown licked his lips and tried to let out a low laugh, but he suppressed it in the end. He shook his head in strange movements.
"Does this frustrate you, Sheriff? The men you trusted betrayed you long ago, leaving you in the dark and fighting alone. Does this make you feel guilty about Harvey's predicament?"
The old sheriff's expression changed and he asked, "Where is he?"
"What time is it?"
"Is this important?"
"Of course it's important." The clown said, "Time determines whether he is somewhere or everywhere? Hehehe..."
Gordon couldn't stand it any longer, so he suppressed his anger and opened the Joker's handcuffs.
"If you want to play, I'll find better players to play with you, and I'll go have a cup of coffee." Gordon gritted his teeth, threw the handcuffs to the ground, turned and walked out of the interrogation room.
The next second, a black figure appeared behind the clown, silent as a ghost.
Bang!
Batman held the Joker's head and slammed it against the table.
The clown couldn't help but yell.
"One plays the bad guy, the other plays the good guy, huh? Don't hit me on the head, the victim will get dizzy and won't remember anything..."
Bang!
Batman slammed his fist into the Joker's hand on the table, making it sound even louder.
The clown shut up at that moment because it hurt so much.
"Don't you want to see me? Here I am, in front of you. I want to see what you will do." Batman said in a hoarse voice.
"To be honest, Big Bat, you didn't let me down. You successfully killed the Gotham high-level officials, and now you let Harvey be your scapegoat. Wow, even someone like me feels chilling!" The Joker opened his mouth exaggeratedly.
"Where is Harvey? And why do you keep trying to kill me?" Batman suppressed the disgust of beating up the Joker's disgusting face.
"Those gangs want you dead so they can be free like before. As for killing you? Hahahaha, kill you? I don't want to kill you. Who would I play with if I killed you? Go back and defraud those gangs? No way."
The Joker slammed the table and almost pressed his face against Batman's mask.
"I won't kill you, hehe, but guess, will he kill you? I mean, if it really comes to that, you know what I'm saying, you've always thought so, then will he - Donny kill you?" The Joker raised his hands and crossed them, with his two index fingers pointing in opposite directions, "Or vice versa?"
"It's you, you monster, you planned this from the beginning..." Batman recalled many things in his mind like a movie, and everything seemed clear.
"Hahaha, yes, yes, it was me... I sent Aaron and the others to kill Donny - you may not know them, they were the group that Donny killed when he first came to Gotham. Aaron was actually Falcon's man, but I bribed him... He died a horrible death, being torn into pieces by someone like Donny, just like this, crack, crack..."
The clown bared his fangs and claws, describing the scene at that time and making creepy laughs.
"And, that poor Anderson, you interrogated him and threw him straight into jail. Hahahaha~~~ I threw that to you on purpose. Don't we have a tacit understanding? We each used our own methods to attack Gotham City. No matter which method we used, you couldn't accept it. You've always been so hypocritical and arrogant."
The Joker spoke eloquently: "I helped you kill all the corrupt high-level officials and made Gotham City cleaner. Donny started from the bottom, armed the people to resist the tyranny of the gangs, and fought violence with violence. Only by making the enemies bleed dry, will they truly understand that their previous practices were wrong... The two of us helped you transform Gotham, but you will never accept our methods... You will think that we are the source of chaos, right, right? Don't play dumb, Big Bat, you knew it a long time ago, you should have known it, it was you who avoided it. I said I would take off your hypocritical mask and stomp on it a few times!"