Hidden stories from the golden age
Chapter 1
1940,Gotham City.
With cat like agility,Batman entered in the mansion by an opened windows.
Robin quickly followed him.
Inside the gigantic room,Jim Gordon was waiting for him.
"Have you ever considered to use the main door?"
"Enough with the jokes Jim,let me see the corpse."
The corpse of Richard Franklin was hanging from a rope.
Apparently,it seemed a simple case of suicide.
However,Batman knew that things were not so simple in Gotham.
Without hesitation,Batman started to search around the house.
After a few minutes,he found what he was searching for.
A little strongbox hided behind a portrait.
"Something tell me that the strongbox his empty."
Batman was right.
The strongbox was in fact empty.
He wasn't a suicide.
He was an homicide.
Batman couldn't believe his ears.
There were no sign of fight on Richard Franklin's corpse.
No sign of psychotropic drugs.
Nothing at all.
"Are you kidding me?"Batman angrily said.
"Relax Batman"Gordon said.
"A man doesn't let himself be robbed and then hang himself"Batman pointed out.
"You heard the doctor;there are no sign of physical confrontation or drugs."
"This doesn't mean that it isn't an homicide;after all,money doesn't disappeared by themselves"Robin said.
Batman stopped for a moment.
He needed to think.
No physical harm.
No drugs.
Suddenly,a thought blinked in his mind.
There was something that can produce that result.
"Hypnotism"Batman said.
One week passed.
Somebody sent a letter to the police department.
According to the letter,the sender would had killed the millionaire Marcus Robinson.
Like he did with Richard Franklin.
Without wasting time,the police reached Robinson house.
That night,something unusual happened.
A bomb destroyed Robinson house,killing him and some cops in the process.
"Somebody want me dead"Batman said.
"Why are you saying so?"Gordon said.
"Think about it;someone kill Franklin with hypnotism for dragging my attention,then this person reveal that is going to kill Robinson,then Robinson house explode,he wanted me there for killing me."
"But who can be?"Gordon said.
"I had an idea."
"Something tell me that the trouble are just starting to happen"Robin said.
An abandoned house in the periphery of Gotham.
Batman was slowly walking,ready for everything.
Suddenly,a gunshot.
Batman managed to move just in time.
"Get out Joker,face me."
Joker and his minions appeared from the shadows.
"Nice to see you again batsy"Joker said.
"I suppose that you discovered that the inmate in Arkham wasn't me."
"You created a perfect copy thanks to plastic surgery...moreover,you hypnotized Franklin and Robinson.
However,i knew that there was no warranty that i would had been at Robinson house;is for this reason that you tell the inmate to send me here."
"You fool,you're here,alone,exactly as i wanted"the Joker pointed the gun"now i will do what the bomb didn't do;any last words?"
"Yes"the mask fall of,revealing a face almost identical to Joker's face;the only difference was the color.
"Im not the real Batman,im you're minions;Batman can use hypnotism too."
Joker was forced to surrender.
Captured,the cops sent him to Arkham Asylum.
Once again,the Batman managed to win.
The end