In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 177: The Phantom of the Opera (Part 2)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Do you think you are crazy when you think something is not normal but everyone says it is normal?

Batman is in this state now. Batman who just debuted not long ago, his opponents are just some gangsters, or robbers, and the most powerful is just a talented thief like Catwoman , or a powerful gangster like Maroni.

The current Gotham has not yet reached the level of Gotham's big stage, so the current Batman is still a vigilante with a fairly normal thinking.

But suddenly one day, that is, this night, he suddenly found that he seemed to be surrounded by lunatics.

A lunatic shot and killed a host on a TV station, and then yelled that he was going to hold a show at the Gotham Grand Theater, and everyone around him thought it was normal, and they even bought it according to the process. votes, including his ordinary professor of psychology, Godfather of Gotham, the priest, Gordon...

No one seems to question this ridiculous thing, which makes Batman think, is he crazy?

Human beings have a herd mentality, and when their attitudes are contrary to yours, very few people can choose to stick to themselves. Although Batman has not wavered, the weird feeling in his heart is gradually weakening.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is not ridiculous, because this is Gotham, and Gotham has been crazy for a long time, and now it is just a little bit more crazy.

After checking the tickets and receiving the popcorn, the three of them officially went to the performance hall. The Gotham Grand Theater has only one main performance hall. When Schiller walked in, the rest of the people had already taken their seats, except for those Schillers There are many acquaintances, and there are quite a few onlookers.

Under the stage was a group of TV station cameramen. Schiller lit a cigarette and went to chat with their boss.

"What? Why did I come here? Of course it's because someone hired me. In fact, even if he doesn't give me money, I'd be happy to come and help, because he killed the most annoying host."

The leader of the group of videographers was a bearded man. He took the cigarette from Schiller and said, "You don't know how annoying he is. He has so many things to do every day that we can't get off work on time."

"That green-haired guy is crazy, but he doesn't seem to be very interested in money. Many people who want to buy tickets put the money in the mailbox of the TV station. There are hundreds of dollars. It's enough for us to go abroad."

Schiller thought, it seems that this clown is not completely irrational, or that he understands people's hearts best.

The cameraman pointed to the backstage and said: "We're not the only ones, he got a whole troupe of logistics staff from somewhere, I heard that they seem to be from this old theater, he told them that the Gotham Grand Theater is about to Revival, there will be countless people watching here tonight, so they will help him prepare for the performance, look over there, there is an orchestra there..."

Schiller looked in the direction of his finger and found that someone was actually rehearsing.

Schiller didn't feel too surprised, because he knew something about the Joker, but Batman was different, and now he really began to suspect that he might be crazy.

Why in such an absurd situation, everyone behaved step by step, very normal, and no one raised any objections?

Schiller returned to his seat and found that Batman was contemplating, he said: "I told you a long time ago, Gotham is an endless book, there are new discoveries every day, Gotham, every day is different. "

"Recently natural disasters and man-made disasters have continued, roads have cracked, buildings have collapsed, and many people have nothing to do. During the logistics reconstruction, almost everyone earned a sum of money. If they don't squander it, what else can they do with it?"

"I think it would be nice to have a show, better than a **** party, right? Evans?"

Sitting stiffly on the seat, Evans said, "Professor! Why didn't you tell me that my father would also come? If I had known he was coming, I wouldn't have come! If he saw me holding a popcorn Barrel, I'm dead!"

"Don't worry, your father should forgive you for this small mistake. After all, you are still alive, which is good enough."

That being said, when Falcone turned his head and glanced at his son, Evans hurriedly stuffed the popcorn bucket in his arms to Batman.

Suddenly, there was a violent sound on the stage, a man in a purple tuxedo limped onto the stage, holding a megaphone in his hand, shouting: "Ladies! Gentlemen! Let me see! Look at my new suit!"

Like a lice growing on his body, he moved his shoulders vigorously and said, twisted his waist left and right, and said, "Damn it, the neckline is a little tight, I shouldn't listen to that clerk, I should buy a bigger size Right..."

"Okay, it's not important, I'm just a host, you can call me Jack!"

"Let me see... omg! There are so many people! I'm so touched that you all come to praise me, wait! Who is that? It's Batman!! It's the boss of Gotham Star Batman!! Let's cheer for him!!!"

As he waved his arms vigorously, the orchestra made a commotion, and the people below were even led to cheer. Batman was still sitting in the auditorium without saying a word.

"You should stand up, bow left and right, and nod your head." Schiller said to him: "This is a necessary part of the interaction between the host and the special audience."

Batman turned his head left and right, and found that everyone seemed to be looking at him expectantly, but just as he was hesitating, the clown on the stage shouted: "Okay, who else? Oh my god! Brother Tan's godfather is here too!"

The godfather didn't stand up, but he held out a hand and waved it left and right.

"And..."

The clown seemed to be choking suddenly, he said: "How do you pronounce that word? Wait, uh..."

He turned around in his pocket, took out a small note, looked at it and said, "Professor Rhodes... Riggs!"

Schiller stood up and nodded to the left and right, then waved again.

"I hate this name, it's really a mouthful." The clown muttered in a low voice.

Then he renewed his enthusiasm and said, "Welcome to the opening act of the great comedian Jack!"

"What did I say before? What did I say this project was called?... 'Damn Owl'? No no no! I changed my mind, the name is too vulgar for me!"

"Now I'm going to call it—Death of the Owl!"

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Accompanied by his high-pitched tone, the orchestra played an opening song. In an instant, the curtain behind him opened with a "wow", and several lights focused on the center of the stage.

There are several hemp ropes hanging from the ceiling, and at the end are people who are bound from head to toe. They are male and female, old and young, but they all have the same characteristic, that is, wearing white shaped mask.

The clown got a strip of cloth and tied the megaphone to himself, which made his suit look ridiculously wrinkled, but he didn't care.

He happily rushed to the band, took a triangle iron, knocked it hard, and said loudly: "General! The actors are on stage! Our protagonist is here!!!

"Hey, the camera over there, have you got it right? You must make sure that the entire Gotham audience can see it clearly!"

The bearded man gave an ok gesture.

The clown turned around, facing the group of victims who were **** and hung in the air by hemp ropes, he said, "I guess, you must be very puzzled, how did I find you?"

"Do you still remember the charity dinner you held on Elizabeth Street a few days ago? I drove to deliver the ingredients that day..."

"Which day is it? Oh... it should be more than ten days ago, I don't remember, which restaurant is it? That's me too, I'm a hardworking driver, the places you go in and out most often, I I often go too!"

"Do you think you hide well?" The clown laughed and said, "The owl without feathers is full of ugly appearances, you can't hide anymore, hahahahahaha, your feathers have been pulled out, ugly like A newborn duck, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

One of the tied people, with no tape on his mouth, said loudly: "Impossible, we are clearly disguised..."

"Your hearts are hurting!" The clown interrupted him and said, "You put on an attitude of indifference, thinking that you are no different from usual, but your hearts are bleeding, and I can smell the **** smell .”

"What did you lose? What made you lose your mind and hurt your heart? Could it be..." The clown snickered and said, "Could it be money, hahahahaha!!"

"Hahahahahaha, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed, but I really can't help it, you guys... you guys!!! Hahahahahaha, it's all about money!!!"

The clown was out of breath laughing, he bent over and covered his stomach, as if he was going to suffocate himself laughing in the next second.

There was also laughter from the audience, Batman looked at Schiller, Schiller covered his mouth as if he had reacted suddenly, and said, "Oh, it's okay, I just couldn't hold it back, because it's really funny Yes, especially..."

Looking around, Schiller whispered to Batman, "...especially when I think about all that money is in my pocket now."

The clown gradually recovered from his wild laughter. He found that the owl members who were **** by him were silent, and his smile hadn't disappeared. He asked, "Why are you so serious?"

"Isn't this funny enough?"

After finishing speaking, he asked the audience: "An organization that claims to be in charge of Gotham! It's because of the loss of money that... hahahahahaha! A secret association that claims to be a great dark existence is actually exposed because of money. Oh, is this...hahahahahaha!!!"

Many people in the auditorium also laughed, and then it gradually turned into a roar of laughter.

The only ones who were silent were Batman and the members of the Court of Owls on the stage.

Now the members of the Court of Owls feel like Batman, are they crazy, or is the world crazy?

"Why can't we...you poor rednecks! Do you know how much that is? It's a trap, we've been ripped off, we..."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" The clown rushed forward, and frantically hit the member's head with the small iron rod that hit the triangle, he said: "The person who explains the joke is the flaw in a perfect joke! Shut up!"

After a while, the clown walked to the stage again out of breath, and said, "Okay, the opening ceremony is over, and we're about to start the show!"

After speaking, he went to the group of hanging people, tore off the tape from their mouths, and said to them: "You should have seen~IndoMTL.com~You are hung at different heights... ..."

"And now..." The clown stepped on his foot and said, "There is a big surprise under the floor, just like the one I gave you before."

"From now on, the rope that binds you will slowly fall, and if anyone touches the ground, it will be... boo ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Of course, you also have ways to save yourself. When a person dies, his rope will no longer fall."

"You should have felt that you are holding a button in your hands tied behind your back. When you press this button, one of you will die at random."

"And my audience!" The clown turned around, raised his hands and said, "Take out your tickets, there are clues on them!"

He said to those who were tied up: "Each of you can choose an audience to ask questions to guess who the button in your hand corresponds to, or whose button corresponds to you."

"Then!" The clown raised his voice and said, "Consider whether to press that button in your hand..."

He turned around and bowed, standing in the center of the stage, the spotlight cast a black shadow on his broken hair, the smile on his face became a little scary, his voice echoed in the empty theater, becoming cadenced :

"When I heard that there was a savior named Batman in Gotham, I almost thought I was crazy"

"But I'm not crazy, so of course he's not the savior."

"But this **** lunatic disguised as a bat, he rejected me, ignored me, and even humiliated me as a mass-produced killer..."

"Now that I've proven that I'm not, then it's your turn... Batman."