Age of Clowns

"Oh..." Arthur smiled at the staff member, stretched his arm out of the window, and firmly grabbed the document in his hand.

"You can't do this! Sir!" The staff member reacted and quickly protected the document in his hand, shouting loudly towards Arthur:

"Please don't be like this! Sir! Please give it back to me!"

"Peng!!" Arthur hit the windshield in front of him, "Bang! Bang!" There was another loud noise, and Arthur's forehead broke instantly, and the blood spurted out showed a beautiful ink painting on the glass.

The staff seemed to be frightened by Arthur's behavior. They subconsciously let go of the documents in their hands and looked at Arthur in front of them in surprise.

Arthur took the document in his hand and hurriedly ran towards the back corridor without looking back, leaving only the surprised staff standing in the window.

The patients sitting in the corridors on both sides still turned a blind eye and leaned back on their chairs as if nothing had happened. Their eyes showed dullness, as if they were immersed in their own world.

After passing through several dark corridors, Arthur pushed open the fire escape next to him and plunged in. However, he still did not stop his steps and ran quickly through several stairs until he was out of breath. When I was there, I suddenly fell down on the stairs.

Arthur sat paralyzed on the stairs, blood flowing from Arthur's forehead to his chin, but Arthur didn't care, he didn't even wipe it, he just looked at the hand in his hand blankly. document.

Gotham City Health Department.

Opening the document, there were several large characters written on it.

[Department of Neurology, Gotham City Psychiatric Hospital. 】

(Her behavior was extremely bizarre and the patient suffered from delusional mental illness and narcissistic personality disorder.)

[Gotham City Orphanage, child adoption application form. 】

(Gotham City Health Department, Certificate of Custody Consent)

(Gotham City Orphanage, with custody.)

Adopted child's full name: Arthur (abandoned baby).

Custody rights transferred to Ms. Penny Frank.

Arthur turned the next page, and a trace of memories appeared in his mind, which were nightmare-like memories that had haunted him for a long time.

.….….….….….….

That was, 20 years ago….….….….

"About this, I have just told you, Ms. Penny Frank, that you adopted this abandoned baby, and all the documents are placed here." A man in a suit and leather suit sat with a bruised face and body. In front of Penny Frank, who was wearing a white hospital gown.

"These are all lies written by Thomas Wayne in order to continue to maintain his image and hide the things between him and me." Penny, who was covered in scars, said expressionlessly.

"When one of your boyfriends continued to abuse your adopted son, Arthur Frank, you sat back and watched, and you agreed to be beaten by him." The man in a suit and ties flipped through the documents in his hand. It was covered with photos of Arthur covered in scars, and the news was reported on the newspaper clipping next to it.

(The adoptive mother still abused her adopted son by her boyfriend.)

(A mother and her son suffered domestic violence.)

"Penny, when we found your son in your filthy apartment, he was tied to the radiator. He had excessive blood loss all over his body and had many scars and wounds. Moreover, he was severely malnourished. There were bruises and blood all over his body.”

"The most serious part is still the head. The severe trauma has damaged the nerves, which may cause him to suffer from neurological diseases forever in his life." The man in suits and ties looked at Penny in front of him with a serious expression. Said:

"Also, someone took videos of you abusing your children. Are these all made up by Thomas Wayne?"

.….….….….….

"I have never heard him cry. He has always been a happy boy with a smile on his face, as if he would bring happiness to this sad world..." The man who was silent for a long time Penny Frank suddenly said this to the man.

Behind Penny Frank and the man in a suit, the long-haired and thin Arthur looked sideways at the two people in front of him. He did not speak, was not angry, and was not annoyed, as if he was watching a farce. He only had deep eyes. Indifference, the indifference seeping into the heart and spleen, as if he doesn't care about anything.

His left hand kept tapping the table... as if he was remembering something from the past.

Hospital, in the fire escape.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Crazy Arthur looked at the documents in front of him, tears of laughter slowly oozing out. Drool, snot, tears, and blood were wrapped together and dripped on the floor. A strange smile dripped on the floor.