"Let me see … there's a little mouse here!" A voice suddenly rang out from behind Peter. He raised his head and saw a strange clown with a face painted with poor quality paint. He was looking down at him from the railing.
The clown revealed a kind smile. He was wearing a purple suit that had not been washed for a long time and looked a little greasy.
"I knew I would be able to find some … surprises here!
"When I found out that Battie had found you and that these people were looking for you, do you know how surprised I was? You're a living, God-given Gotham... great-aunt in the way! "
"It sounds like you know who these people are?" Spidey asked curiously.
"Of course, of course … They don't like Gotham, and they don't like Spiderman. They disappeared without a trace, trying to hide themselves, but they didn't know that this would only make them more eye-catching in the eyes of others." The clown licked the corner of his lips to prevent his lipstick from drying up. He chuckled and said, "That is why when I found out they were here, I was so … eager.
I want to play a game with them … The clown's game! "
"That sounds very interesting. Am I part of the game? What are the rules of the game … "Spiderman asked curiously," Although I'm new here, I've studied you. You're famous in this city. Some people say you're a freak, some say you're a madman. I look very young, but I know that sometimes you cannot play games! "
"Oh, oh, oh!" The clown laughed. "You want to catch me …"
"That is a very big weakness. You can't expose it before me."
"You see … Spiderman is richer than me, better at fighting than me, smarter than me … but he always loses to me. Do you know why? When I was young, I was a small fry, a small criminal. I acted like a street thug and followed the bosses. At the time, they sent me to a chemical factory to steal the raw materials for making drugs.
"At the time, my dream was to be a comedian. I didn't have much talent, and everyone said that I had no sense of humor. To buy my wife a birthday present, I did it!
"Then Batman came. In the middle of the fight, I fell into a bucket of chemicals, and I came to my senses.
"There's no need to be so serious about life. I slashed my own mouth twice and became an outstanding comedian. Wayne … oh! I think I accidentally said his name. "
"Can you forget what just happened?"
Spiderman tilted his head and said, "One second, two seconds, three seconds, empty the recycle bin. Now my head is empty … "
The Clown nodded nervously and said, "Yes! This world needs a sense of humor like yours. We can act it out, right? "
"Batman has surpassed me in everything, whether it's willpower, strength, or wealth. The only thing I can match him in is madness!" The clown laughed maniacally. "Only weirdness and madness make him fall just a little short …"
"It's the same now. Listen … I know you want to catch the Prophet, but you can't catch the Prophet, because he can see everything. All of your methods and plans are in his eyes. There's only one way to catch the Prophet, and that's to make it come to you. That's why this game is called peekaboo … "
"You're a player. I'm a player. Batman is also a player."
"I'll help you catch the prophet … If I catch it, I'll win. You help me catch Batman. If you catch Batman, you win. If both of us are caught by Batman, then he wins! "
The Clown climbed down the side of the ship clumsily and sat next to Spiderman. The two of them sat on a hammock together. The Clown said, "Later, many clowns will appear and attack this ship. Of course, this is all within the Prophet's expectations. What we're talking about here, the plan in my head, everything is in the Prophet's eyes."
"There are a total of 86 people here, and there's a Prophet hiding in the dark."
"According to the alert plan of the Light Revelation, once someone attacks, a team of 50 guards will protect this ship according to the defense plan without any blind spots. An hour after the alarm is sounded, the battleships on the high seas will come to support. Now we still have … 43 minutes and 25 seconds."
"The Prophet's location is the most heavily guarded place. There are three checkpoints that will never be moved …"
The Prophet's crayon drew the two people chatting at the side of the ship. She had to write her lines on the back of the paper because the content of their conversation was too lame.
When it was time, the Prophet picked up another crayon drawing and passed it to the black-haired woman next to him. The black-haired woman glanced at the crayon drawing. There were many clowns with weird makeup on their faces moving through the containers and approaching the ship. She raised the radio in her hand. "Attention all units, attention all units. The Clown Gang is approaching."
The men in black standing at various firing points on the ship raised their watches. Several drones suddenly jumped into the air and formed a surveillance network without any blind spots. They marked the location of the enemy in the command center, including the position of the ship, but there was no one there.
"Snipers, get ready!" The command system controlling the drones fired another support drone.
The snipers at the highest point on the ship started to aim at the path marked by the drone surveillance network. The cannon fodder of the Clown Gang, who were entering the predetermined position, did not notice.
"We're not Batman who doesn't kill people … The bad guys of Gotham have been spoiled by him!"
"They've already forgotten the fear of death!" the commander said coldly.
"Contact the Wayne Corporation and prepare the compensation plan. Has the approval from Interpol come out?" the black-haired woman ordered from where the Prophet was.
"I heard it's Gotham … They approved it very soon!" The other female guard who was responsible for protecting the Prophet smiled.
"With the power of the organization, it's not hard to wipe out the rats of Gotham. We just have to be careful. There are many secrets in this city. If it doesn't affect the safety of the world, we won't bother with it because our power is used to protect the world, not for humans to kill each other … But the rats of Gotham keep provoking us. Is it because they don't want to live?"
The commander of the men in black saw that the enemy had entered the predetermined position and ordered, "Open fire!"
The snipers lifted the skulls of the targets one by one. The drones in the air and the firing points on the ship interwove into a dense firing network. The enemies with clown masks could not escape. Then, the Black Uniform Assault Team entered the port under the cover of the firepower. They pulled out the stubborn resistance one by one.
The small fights of the criminals of Gotham became a joke when faced with the fierce attacks of the elite military organization.
The Light Revelation was a very formal and powerful organization. The Clown could toy with Batman and fool the military. His madness could always think of all kinds of unexpected things. He could make the remnants of the Clown Gang play a big role in the most crucial moment. But against the Prophet, who had a complete map cheat, no matter how cunning Ketu was, it was useless.
The members of the Clown Gang were a joke.
Luckily, the Clown did not care about the lives of these people. He stood in the shadows and admired the death of his subordinates. A mysterious smile appeared on his face.
The only one who could kidnap the Prophet … was the Prophet herself.
Therefore, the Clown could not kidnap the Prophet, and Batman could not do anything to the Prophet. Only the young, handsome, and kind Little Spider could make the Prophet lower his guard and leave with him.
"Even if you can predict the future … you can't win against the human heart!
It's like how everyone is worried about getting fat. They know that eating supper will make them fat, but they still eat it!
The one who can defeat the Prophet can only be herself! "
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