Fate has made its choice!

Rachel, who had planned to press the button and sacrifice herself, was distracted by Harvey's phone call.

From that faint whine, she could perceive that her lover was suffering inhuman torture. She called out her lover's name over and over, desperately trying to figure out what was going on. The controller and buttons in her hand have long been forgotten.

At this moment, the phone was forcibly hung up, and the gate on the other side of the room made a rumbling sound and slowly opened. A lunatic with green hair appeared at the door looking at her.

Seeing this, Rachel immediately began to struggle desperately, but as before, it was useless. She watched in horror as the Joker got closer and closer to her, and her tearful eyes were already in despair.

"What a coincidence, we met again, beauty." The Joker looked at the unresistable woman on the bed in surprise, and couldn't help licking his lips. But soon, he was attracted by something else and temporarily abandoned Rachel on the hospital bed.

On the hanger near the corner, graves thoughtfully prepared a brand new surgical gown for the Joker. Excitedly, he put on the blue surgical gown and put on a medical mask. He kept twisting his body and posing in various poses. His expression of joy was beyond words.

Because Rachel was fixed on the bed and couldn't see anything outside her field of vision, she could only hear a rustling sound, and she didn't know what the Joker was doing.

This made her more and more confused, and her palms began to sweat uncontrollably. The wet sweat reminded Rachel of the existence of the controller, maybe this is what it does to help herself free. she doesn't want to be tortured by Joker.

Just when she made up her mind to press the button on the controller, there was a crackling sound from above her head. The sudden voice made her nervous, trembling all over, and almost threw the controller out of her hand.

Although it was only a false alarm, it caused the Joker to focus on her again. he stopped tidying up his clothes, and came to the bedside of the trapped woman with a smile.

"Hello, ma'am, I'm Doctor Joker. how Can I help you?"

On his face, the two scars that could not be covered by the mask curved upwards, sketching a chilling smile.

Rachel looked at him with hatred in her eyes, her mouth was tightly closed, and she hide the controller in her hand.

"It seems that our patients today is not very talkative." The Joker raised his hands like a real doctor and continued, "But it doesn't matter, the operation will start soon."

After speaking, he began to rummage through the tray full of surgical instruments.

The sound of the metal utensils constantly colliding made Rachel more and more frightened. She curled up as much as she could, trying her best to stay away from this terrifying lunatic.

Fingers pressed tightly against the button.

Soon, the Joker picked up a sharp scalpel from the tray, held it under the light to examine it carefully, and then shook his head in dissatisfaction.

Immediately afterward, he picked up another hemostatic forceps and said to himself, "This is not good either."

In the empty room, there were only the Joker's slightly strange voice and Rachel's thumping heartbeat. The Joker kept moving his hands, looking for a tool that he was satisfied with, and said to the woman casually:

"beautiful patient, you seem a little nervous."

"But don't worry, the operation will be over soon."

At this time, not only Rachel was nervous, but Batman was as well. He clenched his fists and kept pacing back and forth in the room, his eyes fixed on the screen like a headless fly.

From the very beginning, he tried his best to escape from the room. But the enemy had already planned everything and didn't give him the slightest chance at all.

The alloy gate weighs several tons, and the concrete wall is more than half a meter thick.

The vents were also tightly blocked by reinforced concrete. And he also installed a signal jammer in the room to prevent him from calling for support or remote control of the Batmobile.

Falling into incompetence and rage, he rushed to the surveillance camera and frantically vented his emotions.

But the loudspeaker hanging next to the camera never responded at all, and Bruce could even feel the two hiding in the dark, watching him and laughing.

Who knows, at this time, the two gates in the sealed room slowly opened. graves' voice also came from the loudspeaker: "Bruce Wayne, it seems that someone gave up her life to protect you."

"I don't know, what are your thoughts now?"

"Now it's your time to make a choice, Bruce!"

"Go out through the door on the left, and you can be free, return to the Gotham you love, and play an honorable dark knight."

"Don't worry, no one knows what happened here."

The arrogant and low voice paused.

"Or...you can choose the right?"

"But I'm not sure what will happen after that. Maybe you will meet the person you want to see the most, maybe there is nothing."

"Are you ready, Batman?"

"I hope your choice will not disappoint me."

When graves said the first sentence, Batman realized something and hurriedly turned his head to the screen representing Rachel.

In the picture, the Joker is holding an empty syringe in his hand, standing bewildered in front of the hospital bed. And Rachel was lying quietly on the bed at this time, her skin showing an abnormal blue-gray color.

Her eyes were silent, and her mouth was slightly open, but her face, which was slightly distorted by pain, showed a kind of relief like peace.

Rachel died, in front of him.

Bruce's head suddenly buzzed, as if it had exploded. his thoughts turned into chaos, and he wanted to open his mouth several times, but couldn't say anything.

The next second, he instantly rushed to the gate that was wide open on the right.

In the loudspeaker, graves' voice sounded again, reminding kindly: "Run slower, don't trip over the thorns on the road."

But there was no reply, and now the room is empty. It might take an ordinary person tens of seconds to run through the corridor, but Batman passed it in less than ten seconds.

As his emotions gradually fell into madness, he didn't notice that there was some kind of strange mist in the corridor.

It is a pure white poisonous mist that can evoke fear in people's hearts.

Batman, who reached the end of the corridor, took a deep breath to make up for the stamina he just lost.

At this moment, a door appeared in front of him, and there was another room on the opposite side.

He walked in without hesitation. The two people he wanted to see the most were inside.

"Joker!"

Bruce shouted, and immediately rushed towards the Joker who killed his beloved lover. The fear gas had spread all over his body along the blood vessels unknowingly, and the scene in front of him gradually began to become somewhat illusory.