Early in the morning, the sun shone into the bedroom of Wayne Manor. Bruce sat up from the bed and Alfred stood outside the door. Bruce asked him, "What time is it now?"

"It's nine o'clock, Master."

Bruce was a little surprised. He walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked at it, and found that the sky outside was indeed very bright. It was the first time he had gotten up so late since he returned to Gotham.

Butler Alfred looked very happy. When Bruce went downstairs for breakfast, Alfred stood aside with a smile.

"Afu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look very happy?"

"Because the young master seems very happy recently."

Bruce was stunned for a moment. Is he very happy? He touched his face and then tried hard to recall his recent behavior patterns.

Because of Schiller's talented and creative Gotham University student internship program, Bruce has been very busy recently. He has to go out with other classmates to control traffic during the day, and at night he has to run both ends of the hospital and prison, and move the gang members who can't stay here and there and move them to the other side and to make arrangements.

He suddenly realized that he had been a Bruce much longer recently than he had been a Batman.

In the past, he would not hide his nature at Wayne Manor. He rarely laughed and was taciturn. Although he was very close to Ah Fu, he actually rarely had any emotional fluctuations.

But recently, because Bruce was too long, his behavior patterns became more like the playboy he pretended to be, no longer sternly all day long, and occasionally joked with Alfred.

This made a warning in his heart. Since he returned to Gotham, he had never naturally slept until nine o'clock before he woke up. This was a sign of his spirit relaxing his vigilance.

Psychologically speaking, this is actually very normal. A large part of the reason why people will become is who they think they are. Bruce is only 18 years old now and has just gone to college. When he devoted himself to playing a cheerful and social rich man, he could not clearly find the boundary between this disguised identity and his own personality.

After another busy day, Bruce, who came back, was in the bathroom in his bedroom. He turned on the faucet and washed his face with cold water.

The curtains next to them were gently blown by the evening breeze, and the cold lights were above his head, causing a dark shadow to condense under his feet.

Bruce supported his hands on the washstand and looked at the mirror in front of him. The person in the mirror had blue eyes, but the light from top to bottom made his eyes shroud his eyes in the shadow of the brow arch.

"Who am I?" he asked.

"who I am?"

"who I am……"

His voice echoed in the empty room, the sound hit the wall, and returned to his ears, like another he was asking him this sentence, and he felt vaguely that he seemed to hear the answer, but it seemed that he had heard nothing.

The reflected echo cannot give him an answer, and Bruce is very clear about this.

He reached out his hand to wipe off the mist condensed on the glass and see clearly what his eyes looked like, but in the end, he still didn't do that, letting his whole face and eyes cover the mist on the surface of the mirror, and then he stood up and looked at himself in the mirror as if he was condescending.

"I'm Batman."

"I'm Batman..."

The corners of his mouth began to go down a little bit. He was not wearing a mask, but as the shadow climbed up to his face, the whole face seemed to be covered under a black mask again.

The shadow covering those blue eyes became stronger and stronger. Finally, only his low voice echoed in the empty manor, and he said, "I am, Batman..."

Bruce walked out of the bathroom, and in the dark bedroom, he did not turn on the lights, but walked to the door and opened it, and continued through the dark corridor. When he stood by the stairs, he happened to see Alfred standing downstairs wiping the old telephone with a piece of felt cloth.

Since Bruce returned, he invented a new mobile communication device, a cell phone, for himself. He has never used that phone again. The old-fashioned dialing phone is too old, and whenever it rings, the manor looks even more empty.

But Alfred cherishes the phone very much. Bruce has never seen a trace of dust on it. The same is true today. But the difference is that when Bruce hears Alfred humming, it is a bit like a jazz tune, full of the style of the last era, just like the happy and lively mood when immigrants just discovered this Gold Coast.

Bruce looked at Alfred's back and closed his eyes in pain. He held the hand tightly at the railing. The old wooden handrail made a slight sound. Alfred turned around and saw Bruce standing on the stairs. Before he could ask, Bruce returned to the bedroom like an escape.

When he closed the bedroom door, he was almost gasping for breath, as if this distance was even more tiring than running a few thousand meters.

He felt a violent emotion turbulent in his heart, as if something was constantly stimulating the emotional system in his brain.

Since a long time ago, Bruce has no longer felt such intense emotions. After the gunshots of a certain dark night, Bruce's emotional world has lost half of it. All the joy, joy and touching emotions have been away from him for a long time.

But when he saw Alfred so happy, Bruce didn't know how to describe his mood. This problem has troubled him for a long time.

Bruce, who was in a state of ease, tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep. An inexplicable impulse was affecting him. He had no other choice but to put on a bat outfit and leave the Wien Manor.

This is the first time Batman has not left here because he wants to fight off criminals. He is just trying to escape the emotion he doesn't want to accept.

Therefore, after leaving Wayne Manor, he was almost aimlessly wandering over Gotham. Bruce never expected to meet a criminal as he is now, hoping that he could quickly meet a criminal, and bring him to justice and send him to prison... No, it should be his turn to be sent to a mental hospital today.

Thinking of this, Batman covered his forehead with some discomfort. What was he thinking? Be awake! You are not Bruce now! Don’t worry about the mess of falling back and forth in hospitals and prisons!

But Batman still couldn't control himself. When he thought that the number of people in prison tomorrow would exceed 28% and the vacancy rate of the ward was less than 15%, he felt that this kind of pressure was more terrible than anything else.

But hell, Batman hadn't encountered a criminal in this city where he could walk two steps away and had not encountered a single criminal after walking for half an hour.

Now the streets near the turntable in the city center can be called brilliantly lit. There are thousands of meters long night markets on the four avenues extending from the turntable, and the lights are brightly lit all night.

Most of the people who come here are night shifts, not only those truck drivers who also have to transport goods at night, dock porters who work night shifts, warehouse guards, security guards, etc. Now this group of people are the most active citizens in Gotham.

Batman stood at the top of the tall building, and he knew very clearly that he was now wearing such a suit and jumping down. Before he could land, he would be shot twice. Moreover, there were no crimes here. Obviously, Batman was not needed in the center of the city, so he could only leave here and go further away.

The central turntable and main transportation hubs of Gotham City are not all. Where lights are not covered, there are more dark neighborhoods. Batman follows his dark instinct and comes to the darkest part of Gotham.

This is Gotham's East District. The East District has always been synonymous with chaos in Gotham. The gangsters here can be called complex and complicated, but the chaos in the East District is also classified into levels.

The most terrifying place is called "Living Hell". It is the westernmost neighborhood in the East District, the farthest from the dock, and it is also the most crowded, densest, darkest and poorest place.

Living Hell is often called "Gotham in Gotham" by Gotham people. All the residential buildings here are crooked together. The width of the alley between the buildings cannot even be made to stretch an adult with his arms. In such a dark and narrow alley, there is a large amount of debris stacked, which makes people have almost no place to stay.

Batman fell from the roof and walked into the streets of the first living hell, and found that looking up from the ground, there was only a very narrow gap left on the sky above his head, and the dense wires and antennas on it covered most of his vision, like a large net shrouded on his head.

It is very difficult to move forward in such an alley, and even Batman is no exception. There is almost no light here, only a few high-level windows reveal a little faint light. After Batman almost tripped by a garbage bag several times, he finally turned on the flashlight.

But even so, walking here is a very difficult thing. Batman just walked a little while in an alley and found an extremely twisted staircase hovering into a dark corridor.

He walked up the creaking stairs, and when he walked into the corridor and came out again, he found that there was another flat ground in front of him. He walked forward and found that it was the roof of a building, and the soles of his feet were another dark alley.

Batman found a ladder on the roof of this building to the other side of the building. Even Batman's skills had to walk over carefully.

When he stood on the ladder, he looked down and it looked like an endless abyss, all of which were layered windows, wires, garbage bags, and all the chaotic and complex things entangled together, like hell spreading downwards.

After passing the ladder to the other side, he saw a mountain piled up in a corner of the roof of the building made of garbage bags. When he walked to that side, there was another high-rise building with a layered layer. There was a small door that needed to bend over to pass through. After Batman walked in, he really came to the building of Living Hell.

The situation here is worse than outside, with almost no light, and the corridor is so narrow that Batman must lower his head and tighten his arms, otherwise he will not be able to climb the stairs at all.

Batman felt that calling this passage a staircase was not accurate, it was more like a gut, and it was called a living hell here, which was really appropriate.

This narrow, dark and cramped corridor is like a gut organ in a living life. After Batman walked up to two floors, he finally saw another small door next to him.

After leaving this door, the corridor in front of me finally became a little more spacious, but the door was still closed, and various signs were hung in the corridor, deli, grocery stores, barber shops, etc.

Batman was suddenly surprised to find that there seemed to be a set of his own ecosystem in the living hell. He walked through this corridor and found that there were a total of six small doors with intestines leading to this place. According to Batman's estimate, the structure of these six intestine channels should be the same as when he came, corresponding to the entrances in six directions of the building.

This is really weird and wonderful, Batman thought.

This city is like a microcosm of Gotham, and it is worthy of the title of "Gotham among Gotham".

He was surprised to find that not only there are various living facilities, electricity, water and communications here, but also a system. The thick water pipes spread forward infinitely in the dark corridor, like thick blood vessels, and wires hanging on the top of his head in a mess, like dense nerves.

There are countless posters and advertisements posted next to each portal, and there are even many mailboxes hanging in front of the door.

This is the first time Batman has seen such a Gotham. After all, he did not have a Batmobile before. The scope of his crimes was basically centered on the Wayne Building and spreading to the surroundings for a distance. The robbers basically appeared within this range. After all, it was the most prosperous commercial street in Gotham.

But now, he is in this living hell and sees the unknown side of Gotham City, or the reality under the prosperous surface of Gotham.

But what is strange is that it is dark, cramped, terrifying and weird, but it has a complete ecological system that shows a different vitality and charm, and even a fascinating beauty.
Chapter completed!