In Arthur's apartment, he is lying on the bed, with a revolver on the bedside table, newspapers about the Clown Subway Murder Case scattered on the floor, and the news is being reported on TV.

"The demonstrations in the city are getting more and more intense. Mayor Stoke appeals to the masses to stay calm. Government services in the city have been affected, and some businesses have decided to temporarily close operations. Reporter Chuck reports!"

Arthur reached for the pillow beside him, pulled it close to his face and smelled it.

At this time, the content of the host's report on the TV news caught his attention.

"For weeks, the rising anger and resentment in Gotham City seemed to be about to explode. Protesters took to the streets today, most of them dressed as clowns..."

Arthur got up from the bed and looked at the TV beside the bed, the blue light from the TV flashing on his face.

He saw some people playing on the TV. Some of them were wearing clown makeup and some were wearing clown masks.

The host continued: "In order to counter the city's elite, they have planned multiple demonstrations, including a large rally outside the Wayne Auditorium charity event tomorrow night!"

A reporter interviewed a protester: "What's the point of all this?"

A demonstrator dressed as a clown angrily said: "Death to the rich, death to Thomas Wayne! This is all for this purpose! Death to the entire system!"

Arthur, who was sitting in front of the TV watching this scene, could not help but smile.

"Wayne recently announced that he is running for mayor. He will attend tomorrow night's charity event. You may still remember that it was Thomas Wayne who first called many people in Gotham City "Joker"! He still does so today.

No apology!”

On the TV, Thomas Wayne was giving a speech: "What I want to say is, there is something wrong with these people, and I am here to help them. I will help them get out of poverty and help them improve their lives. This is why I am running. They

Maybe I don’t realize it, but I am their only hope.”

As Arthur watched this scene, the voices of many protesters gradually came.

The scene turned, and the street outside Wayne Auditorium was filled with protestors. They held up slogans: "Kill the rich!"

Many of them wore clown masks and clown makeup, and they shouted: "Kill the rich, die to Wayne!"

Arthur walked among the protesters. He smiled and watched all this, and he even clenched his fists in agreement.

A team of security personnel stood in front of the railing between the crowd and the red carpet entering the auditorium to maintain order. Suddenly, there was a conflict between protesters and security guards. In the chaos, Arthur jumped over the guardrail and walked to the fence of an employee passage.

In front of the door.

When he reappeared in the auditorium, he had already changed into a red uniform. Arthur, wearing a red uniform and coat, walked into the hall. He looked around, quickly walked up the stairs of the hall, and reached the second floor.

movie theater.

The movie theater was full of men in suits and women in various evening dresses. "Modern Times" was being shown on the screen. Arthur walked in the aisle of the movie theater and looked at the big screen.

.

At this moment, the movie was playing the scene of the blindfolded Chaplin from "Modern Times" skating in an empty department store. He was skating along the edge of the mall without railings.

The audience burst out laughing, and Arthur laughed too.

Arthur saw Thomas Wayne and his wife not far away. At this time, he saw Thomas Wayne leaving the movie screening room, and he immediately turned around and left the screening room.

In the men's room, Arthur stood in front of the mirror. He looked through the mirror at Thomas Wayne who was urinating in the distance. Arthur took off his red uniform. At this time, a man walked out of the toilet. Only Arthur was left in the toilet.

and Thomas Wayne.

Arthur walked towards Thomas Wayne. Thomas noticed Arthur and said, "Can I help you, friend?"

Arthur thought for a while: "I don't know what to say."

Thomas walked past Arthur: "Do you want my autograph?"

"No!" Arthur shook his head.

Thomas walked to the sink in front of the mirror to wash his hands. Arthur walked behind Thomas. This time it was Thomas' turn to look at Arthur from the mirror.

"My name is Arthur, I am Petunia's son!" Arthur said.

Thomas was a little surprised: "Oh my god, are you the one who came to my house yesterday?"

Arthur said awkwardly: "Yes, I'm sorry for running away suddenly, but my mother told me everything and I have to talk to you."

Thomas finished washing his hands and wiped them: "Brother, I am not your father, is there something wrong with you?"

Arthur said: "Looking at us, I think you are!"

Thomas turned and looked at Arthur: "That's impossible, because you are adopted and I have never slept with your mother. What do you want? Money?"

Thomas' words directly broke Arthur's guard: "No, what? I'm not adopted!"

Thomas exclaimed, "Oh my God, didn't she tell you?"

Arthur wondered: "Tell me what?"

Thomas sighed: "Your mother adopted you before she started working for us."

Arthur couldn't believe it: "No, that's not true. Why did you say that?"

Thomas: "When you were a kid, she was arrested and admitted to Arkham State Hospital."

Arthur still didn't want to believe it: "Why did you say that? I don't need your lies, I know it's weird, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, I don't understand, why everyone is so rude, I don't know

Why are you like this? I don’t want anything. Maybe I just need a little warmth and a hug, dad, or give me some respect!"

He suddenly roared: "Is there something wrong with you people? You are all talking bad about my mother!"

Thomas suddenly said: "She's crazy!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Arthur suddenly laughed and laughed!

Thomas Wayne looked at Arthur for a few seconds and then suddenly said: "Do you think this is funny?"

"Yes!" Arthur replied with a laugh.

"Dad, it's me! Please!" he continued laughing.

Thomas Wayne suddenly punched Arthur.

He covered his nose in pain.

Thomas warned as he left: "If you dare to touch my son again, I will kill you!"

Arthur held his nose and smiled, then he held his nose and came to the sink and in front of the mirror.

He put his hands on the sink, and the next moment, the scene changed to him with his upper body naked and his hands on the kitchen counter.

The ringing of the phone came to his ears. He opened the refrigerator and took out the contents. The phone automatically went to the voicemail.

"Mr. Fleck, this is Detective Gary. We met at Gotham General Hospital before. My partner and I also want to ask you some questions. We went to your house today, but you were not there. If you heard the message

, please give me a reply. I am Detective Gary, the phone number is..."

Arthur rudely emptied the contents of the refrigerator, then got into the refrigerator and closed the door.

During the day, the phone in the apartment rang again.

This time it was a call from someone from Murray's talk show.

She said that because a video of Arthur was played on a talk show before, Murray asked her to call Arthur to see how he was doing.

Arthur answered the phone: "Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm Shirley, a staff member of The Murray Show, are you Arthur?"

"Yes!"

"Arthur, like I said, we received a lot of calls about you, and Murray asked me to contact you to see if you would like to be his guest."

Arthur was silent for a moment and asked: "Murray wants me to be on the Murray show?"

Shirley said on the phone: "Yeah, isn't it great? He really wants to talk to you, maybe you can give a performance, doesn't it sound great?"

Arthur took a puff of cigarette, but frowned: "Yeah, it sounds great."

"Can you make a date? Are you free next Thursday?" Shirley asked.

Arthur's expression looked a little solemn.

The scene turned and Arthur was sitting on a bus. He was sitting in the last row. The rear glass mirror and the walls of the bus were covered with graffiti.

The camera zoomed in, and the scenery behind gradually faded away. Arthur and the random graffiti formed a strange scene.

He walked down the street, across the street, toward Arkham State Hospital,

In the elevator of the hospital, a man was strapped to a stretcher. He was struggling. He was surrounded by a policeman and a caregiver.

Arthur stood aside, the muscles on his face twitching twice.

At the office window in the hospital corridor, Arthur looked a little anxious.

He looked into the office through the wire fence. At this time, a medical staff came to the window and put a heavy old file storage box on the table.

"Hey, I'm really sorry, man, the medical records for more than ten years are stored in the basement. The ones you want are from thirty years ago, so..." the medical staff said apologetically.

"Can I ask a question?" Arthur asked looking at the black medical staff through the barbed wire.

"OK!"

"What kind of people are locked up here? Have these people committed crimes?" Arthur asked.

"Some are, some are just crazy and pose a danger to themselves or others, and some just have nowhere to go and don't know what to do, you know?" the medical staff said.
To be continued...