Gotham River, a black river.

Before Gotham became a commercial city, it was a typical industrial city. Year-round pollution has permanently changed the color of the river that spans both ends of the city. Today, no matter how much money people spend on treatment, they can't bring it back.

Back to its original appearance.

Many things in the world are like this. It is easy to go from clear to turbid, but it is difficult to go from turbid to clear. It is easy to go from white to black, but from black to white... it requires a high price.

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The sound of the propeller turning underwater brought with it tiny bits of bubbles floating up to the surface of the river.

In this dark night, no one will notice what is quietly happening in this wide turbid river.

At this moment, a "bat submarine"...if you want to call it that...is slowly moving forward on the river bed.

And the person driving it is naturally Batman.

About an hour ago, after transforming into a taxi driver and raiding Feng Bujue, Wayne entered an underground passage not far from the Pioneer Bridge.

It took him many years to slowly develop this kind of "secret passages" all over the city (the slow progress of the expansion was not due to technical reasons, but simply because he had to try to avoid those that might become subway lines in the next few years.

place), whose entrances are located in every corner of Gotham, and need to be opened by scanning Wayne's own irises.

There are simple tracks and small magnetic levitation mobile cabins in the secret passage, which can help Wayne travel quickly in the city; in addition, there are some "bat equipment" hidden in certain locations in the secret passage in case of emergency.

Of course, these spare "equipment" do not include big things like "submarine".

Therefore, Wayne still had to return to his Batcave, activate the submarine, and then follow the tributary of the river into the Gotham River and drive to the place where his fake taxi sank.

This process undoubtedly took him a lot of time.

If he could successfully find "Jack"'s body in the wreckage of the blown-up car, then the time would be well spent, but...

"This kid... actually escaped?" Looking at the picture on the scanner, Wayne was shocked and confused, and then fell into deep thought, "How did he do it... Judging from Arkham's surveillance video,

Apart from being slightly stronger than ordinary people in terms of physical fitness, he has shown no other special abilities...could it be that his weird accomplice rescued him?" He quickly rejected this speculation, "No...no way.

Yes, to do that, he must have his accomplice waiting under the water in full diving equipment and get him out of the car within one second after it enters the water...unless he knows the precise crash in advance

This arrangement can only be made if there is no error of one meter; but the specific falling point...even I, the driver, cannot grasp..."

The so-called "reasoning" is like walking through a maze, and the exit of the maze is the "truth"; in this maze, when you enter a dead end, you often have to take a few steps back and find another way before you can continue.

It's no big deal to waste time on that dead end, but it's really bad to be stuck there forever.

"So... he broke the window at the last moment and escaped from the car?" Wayne was obviously a veteran in the maze of reasoning. He immediately backed out of the dead end and found another way, "My timing of detonation

It is undoubtedly perfect. One minute earlier, the sound of the explosion cannot be covered by the river water... One minute later, it will give him more reaction and action time... In these few seconds close to the limit, the influx of

The water flow will seriously hinder his movements. Even if he does break the window, he will not have time to escape from the car... The moment the car explodes, he can lean out at most half of his body..."

Thinking of this, Wayne moved his eyes away from the scanning device. He immediately turned the direction of the submarine dozens of degrees and aimed it at the lower reaches of the river.

"So... maybe the shock wave of the explosion pushed his body out. I should look downstream, maybe I can find it..." Wayne thought as he started to refuel the submarine.

"Wait a minute!" But at that second, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind.

Inspiration was like a hot current, pouring a series of thoughts into his mind.

The gesture Feng Bujue made to the surveillance video, and every word he said before falling into the water... all reappeared in front of Wayne's eyes.

"He wanted to invite me to join the game from the beginning... and he also calculated that I would definitely join the game." Wayne couldn't help but mutter to himself. At this moment, he had to say these words to help himself think more concentratedly, "Fuck me

He had already figured out my identity when we got into the car... He could have pretended not to know, suddenly attacked me from behind without talking to me, or... simply jumped out of the car and ran away." He paused for a moment.

Seconds, he thought again, "Even at that last moment, he still had a chance to escape... He even specifically pointed out that there was a button behind my steering wheel, which meant that he had already anticipated the danger that would follow.

"

Thinking of this, Wayne's resolute and handsome face was soaked with cold sweat under his mask.

"Think about it carefully... This 'Jack' is one step faster than me in every aspect, but he didn't take advantage of that 'one step'... Why?" Wayne felt scared. In "this world", he had never been able to do so before.

So scared.

"Time!" Perhaps fear stimulated his brain, and Wayne's thinking became sharper. Two seconds later, he discovered the correct answer, "He has been 'hiding his ability' from the beginning! I

He guessed what I was going to do before driving the car into the river...or at least had considered this possibility, but he didn't care...because he was ready to face every possibility.

"Not only does he have some kind of special ability that I don't know about yet...but he is also...very strong.

"If he wanted to kill me, I would be dead long ago, but for some reason... he wanted me alive, but at the same time he didn't want me to hinder his actions, so he jumped into my trap... to gain it for himself

……'time'!"

After Wayne solved his doubts, he quickly operated on the panel in front of him and asked his communicator to start receiving the police communication signals.

In less than thirty seconds, he learned the news about the incident at the Twin Towers from the police's call frequency.

"Damn it!" Wayne couldn't calm down anymore. He couldn't help but cursed, then stood up and ran to the back cabin of the submarine.

Due to the Arkham prison break in the afternoon, more than half of the city's police force are still in the suburbs, and these half are elites who usually deal with serious cases. At present, the police officers in Gotham City can maintain the police force in various places.

The basic public security is good, but expecting them to save the mayor... is nothing more than wishful thinking.

Therefore, the only person the mayor and others can count on now is Batman.

"Prepare to start the 'three-point shot' program." Wayne, who walked into the back cabin of the submarine, used very skillful movements to secure himself firmly on a horizontal seat and issued a command to the computer using his voice.

[Sir, based on the results of the last test, the security of this program...] The computer did not immediately execute his command, but instead tried to inform him of the risks of the move.

Wayne didn't let the computer finish what he said, but interrupted directly: "Start the program and target the Twin Towers in the city center, quick!"

【Yes, sir.】

[The "Three-Point Ball" program is started and the target point is being calibrated]

Along with the computer's unemotional voice, a translucent light film was projected from under the metal cabin, covering the seat where Wayne was lying, turning it into a football shape.

cabin-shaped device.

[Calculating the probability of occurrence of obstacles and adjusting the optimal parabola]

[Enter the projection process in five seconds, five, four, three, two, one...]

When the countdown ended, the long-distance "three-point ball" rushed out of a pipe slot above the submarine, broke through the Gotham River, and flew diagonally into the sky...

…………

At the same time, in the banquet hall on the top floor of the Twin Towers.

"Gentlemen, I know your minds are very confused right now. Let me help you clear your thoughts." Feng Bujue spoke while still approaching, "Anyone of you who shoots at me will have extreme consequences.

There is a high probability that the five of us will die together, and I will shoot you..."

boom

Saying this, he actually fired a shot.

But his shot wasn't aimed at anyone, it just shattered the glass of the building behind the mayor and the others.

Before the shock caused by the gunfire subsided, a gust of "high-rise wind" blew in through the large hole in the glass. Almost all the four people closer to the gap instinctively knelt on the ground and lowered their body's center of gravity...

I was afraid that if I stumbled, I would be carried out of the building by the strong wind.

"Haha... It may not bring worse results, right?" Looking at the reactions of the people in front of him, Feng Bujue opened his arms and faced the cold wind in front of him, smiling wantonly.

"You madman!" Dent pressed his hand on his head that was blown by the wind, and shouted in the wind, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"I just want to...ask you and the mayor...a question..." At this time, Feng Bujue no longer approached the other party, because he knew that if he continued to approach, the two bodyguards would have a certain degree of confidence.

He shot him in the head without touching the bomb, "As long as you answer me truthfully... you will leave without having to do it yourself."

After that, Brother Jue swung his arm and put the gun on his shoulder. Then like a drunken man, he staggered to a table next to him, picked up a glass of champagne on the table, and drank from it.

And finished.

His actions look crazy, but in fact every step has a special meaning. The barrel of the gun on his shoulder, the elusive movements, the exaggerated style when drinking champagne... are all measures to prevent others from aiming at his head; plus

The strong wind had a disruptive effect... Even though all the other guests in the banquet hall had left at this moment, the two bodyguards still couldn't shoot at this madman who was strapped with explosives.

"What do you want to know?" Two seconds later, Mayor Cobot also spoke. Of course, he was shouting at the top of his lungs.

"It's very simple..." Feng Bujue looked sideways at the two people and replied, "Please... please... clearly... say your full names."

This request was a bit inexplicable, but to the four people in front of the window, it didn't matter whether the request made by a madman was logical or not. Since he was in control of the situation now, all he had to do was satisfy him with requests like this.

"I am Oswald Chesterfield Copot." Mayor Copot waited for a second and then announced his name.

"I'm Harvey "Apollo" Dent..." Dent followed suit.

【Task in

After they announced their names personally, Feng Bujue's ears heard the system voice.

At this point, his hidden mission has entered 9/1o. The nine "super villains" whose whereabouts he already knows are:

Harley Quinn is now a psychiatrist and married to Bruce Wayne.

Killer Croc was imprisoned in a secret room in the sewers and died.

Mr. Freeze is now an ordinary scientific researcher.

Poison Ivy is now an ordinary college student.
To be continued...