Main Universe Batman paused, a slightly puzzled expression appearing on his face. "Elliot? He wasn't even Batman."
"Who said he wasn't?" Schiller walked over again and set Laughing Man's head down. He did not even spare him another glance, as though he believed Laughing Man could neither see nor hear anything.
"You mean he wore the Batsuit before? But with all due respect, he didn't look like Batman in any way."
"But he did wear the Batsuit, and he considered himself Batman. I don't know why he thought that, but he should count as a rookie Batman. Besides, there was nothing wrong with his body. He was in the prime of life, died of ordinary causes, and the body was in quite good condition."
"I think we have better choices," Main Universe Batman said. "Don't forget, our goal is to provoke a fight between two Batman Who Laughs. We can't let the gap between them be too large."
"Do you really think Elliot's body is that far inferior to The Batman Who Laughs's original body?" Schiller sat down as well. "Although Elliot never underwent professional training, The Batman Who Laughs wasn't all that strong either, especially physically. He was skinny as an old goat. Wouldn't it be wrong to find the old Laughing Man a body that was too powerful?"
"That makes sense." Batman nodded, looking as though Schiller had convinced him. "Still, Elliot was something of a public figure, and he died on the eve of an election. The police will definitely investigate. This corpse has to make a trip to the police station. We can switch it out later, when they hold the funeral and prepare for burial."
"Fine. While you're at it, help me resolve my identity problem."
"Special Agent?"
"Yes. You also need to find a