“We’ve arrived at the scene.”

When I received the call, the first person to arrive at the crime scene was the nearby patrolman.

In the police car, the black patrolman looked at the bar in front of him and then reported to the radio in the car.

"You are guarding in the car, I'll go in and see what's going on."

He turned his head and said to his partner in the car. The black patrolman got out of the police car, took out his pistol, looked at the door of the bar in front of him and took a deep breath.

"Perhaps, we should wait for support in place before taking action."

Looking at the partner who rushed to him, the patrolman in the car couldn't help but speak and stop him.

"What if there is danger in the bar?"

"Danger?"

"The police station operator has already said that it's just a clown."

The black patrolman obviously did not take the dangers in his partner's mouth seriously.

He had learned from the operator about the general situation of the case in the bar, it was just a riot caused by a clown.

After saying that, he ignored his partner's persuasion and the black patrolman walked straight towards the entrance of the bar.

“Hahahahahahaha…”

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”

When you enter the bar, all kinds of crazy laughter come to you.

"These guys."

Holding his pistol tightly and watching the bar laughing wildly. As if a guest was no one, the black patrolman showed an incredible expression on his dark face.

"Are all crazy ones? Or..."

Disturbed by the constant burst of laughter from the ears, the black patrolman grabbed a guest who was constantly laughing and asked, "Tell me, what happened in the bar, why are you all laughing together like a fool?"

"Haha, haha, I don't...haha, I know haha, I just laughed when I saw someone laughing hahahaha..."

"Don't you stop me with this stupid laugh!"

Looking at the guest who was still laughing while being questioned by him, the irritability on the black patrolman's face suddenly came to his heart.

"I...hahaha... can't control myself...hahaha...I'm so painful hahahahaha, save me...hahahaha..."

Faced with the dissatisfaction of the black patrolman, the guest grinned and laughed wildly, but his eyes showed a painful expression, and he kept smiling and asking for help while covering his stomach.

“…”

The strange situation on the guest made the black patrolman's face even more shocked.

He turned around and looked at the people around him and found that although they kept laughing wildly, the expressions on their faces were extremely painful. These people did not laugh sincerely, but seemed to be controlled by something and kept laughing.

"What is this!"

Looking at everything in the bar, the black patrolman couldn't help but take a few steps back in horror.

His daring to rush into the bar with a gun does not mean that he is indifferent to the strange scenes that happened in front of him.

"What are you afraid of?"

And just as the black patrolman was inexplicably shocked, a cheerful tone came from behind him.

Turning back, I saw a clown in a red suit and a green vest appearing there in a light dance.

The clown stretched out his body, dancing in laughter, watching the black patrolman make sharp laughs.

"Do you want to hear a joke?"

His eyes fell on the clown's red mask, and the expression of horror on the black patrolman's face began to twist. The corners of his mouth began to rise up irresistibly, and a burst of crazy laughter erupted from his mouth.

Bang!

The pistol that had been holding tightly fell to the ground, but the black patrolman didn't care about it. He covered his stomach and started laughing wildly like everyone in the bar.

"You are to me, hahaha, what did you do, haha, haha, I can't control myself, haha."

"I just pass on the joy to you."

"Luck, in this cold world, the only thing we can do is laugh as much as we can, because there is nothing more important in this world than happiness, hahahahahahaha..."

Seeing the black patrolman fall into a scene where he can't extricate himself from laughing wildly in front of him, Arthur seemed to be happier in his heart. He hummed a brisk tune and picked up the pistol on the ground in the laughter.

“What can you do, (what can you do)

Punchinello, funny fellow? (Joker, you funny guy?)

What can you do,

…”

He kept humming the tunes in his mouth, and Arthur walked through the crowd laughing around like a leisurely stroll, and came to the backstage of the bar.

"Hahahahaha..."

In the background, intermittent and crazy laughter also came from the backstage.

Arthur passed by people who had laughed at him and came to the bar owner.

"Please hahaha...you hahahaha...hahaha...let it go...hahahahaha... please...hahahaha, I'm in such a pain..."

Falling backstage, the bar owner covered his stomach, and the crazy laughter made him fall into great pain. The corners of his mouth became distorted because of the crazy laughter. He kept hitting the wall behind him to stop his crazy laughter, but it was obviously useless.

Not far from the bar owner, a white man's body was lying quietly, his mouth wide open and holding his cell phone in his hand, maintaining the call.

It's the talk show actor.

"You gave me a chance, boss."

Backstage, Arthur quietly stared at the bar owner who was laughing in pain in front of him.

Under the clown's mask, he curled the corners of his mouth and said happily in a light tone.

"So, I'll give you a chance, too."

"Haha, haha...haha..."

As Arthur finished speaking, the crazy laughter that kept ringing in the bar owner's mouth gradually slowed down. He was able to breathe heavily, thrusting like a fish leaving the water. The violent laughter almost made him unable to breathe, and even the saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth could not control.

"Ha, thank you..."

Lying on the ground, the bar owner twisted his neck and looked at Arthur with difficulty.

His eyes fell on the red clown mask on the other person's face, and the smile on his lips raised up again uncontrollably, and he quickly turned his head and avoided his eyes.

"You are the only person in the whole bar who treats me a little better."

Faced with the gratitude or fear of the bar owner, Arthur continued to smile in a cheerful tone.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out in a light pace, jumping out like a happy clown.

"What are you going to do, Arthur?"

Looking at Arthur's "happy" back, the bar owner subconsciously spoke.
Chapter completed!