Gotham River, a black river.
Before Gotham became a commercial city, it was a typical industrial city. Year-round pollution permanently changed the color of the river across the city. Back to its original appearance.
This is the case with many things in the world. It is easy to change from clear to cloudy, but difficult to change from cloudy to clear; it is easy to change from white to black, but it takes a high price to change from black to white.
gurgling—
The sound of the propeller turning underwater, carrying a trace of air bubbles, floated to the surface of the river.
In this dark night, no one will notice what is quietly happening in this wide muddy river.
At the moment, a "Bat Submarine"...if you will call it that...is slowly making its way across the river bed.
And the person driving it is naturally Batman.
About an hour ago, after incarnating as a taxi driver and raiding Feng Bujue, Wayne entered an underground tunnel not far from the Pioneer Bridge.
It took him many years to slowly develop this kind of "secret passage" all over the city (the slow progress of expansion is not due to technical reasons, but simply because he has to try to avoid what may become a subway line in the next few years. Places), the entrances of which are distributed in every corner of Gotham, need to scan Wayne's own iris to open.
There are simple tracks and a small magnetic levitation mobile cabin in the dark passage, which can help Wayne travel quickly in the city; in addition, there are some "bat equipment" hidden in some places of the dark passage, just in case.
Of course, these spare "equipment" do not include such big guys as "submarines".
Therefore, Wayne still has to go back to his Batcave first, activate the submarine, and then follow the tributary of the river into the Gotham River and drive to the spot where his fake taxi sank.
This process undoubtedly took him a lot of time.
If he can successfully find the body of "Jack" in the wreckage of the bombed car, then the time spent will be worth it, but...
"This kid... escaped?" Looking at the picture on the scanner, Wayne was full of surprise and doubt, and then fell into deep thought, "How did he do it... Judging from Arkham's surveillance video, except for a little Apart from being stronger than ordinary people in terms of physical fitness, he did not show any other special abilities... Could it be that his weird accomplice rescued him?" He quickly denied this speculation, "No... no, we have to do it In that case, he has to have his accomplice wait at the bottom of the water in full diving equipment, and get him out of the car within a second of entering the water... unless he knows the exact crash point in advance, and within a meter There must be no errors to make this arrangement; but the specific landing point... even I, the driver, can't grasp it... "
The so-called "reasoning" is like walking in a maze. The exit of the maze is the "truth"; It's a small thing to waste time in that dead end, but a bad thing to be stuck there forever.
"So... he broke the car window at the last moment and escaped from the car?" Wayne is obviously a veteran in the reasoning maze, he immediately retreated from the dead end and found another way, "The timing of my detonation is undoubtedly It's perfect, one minute earlier, the explosion can't be covered by the river... One minute later, it will give him more time to react and act... In the few seconds that are close to the limit, the influx of water will seriously If he hindered his movement, even if he really broke the window, it would be too late to escape from the car... The moment the car exploded, he leaned out at most half of his body... "
Thinking of this, Wayne's eyes moved away from the scanning device, and he immediately turned the submarine's direction by dozens of degrees, aiming 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 started to accelerate the submarine while thinking.
"Slow down!" But at that second, a flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind.
Inspiration was like a hot current, pouring a stream of ideas into his mind.
The gesture Feng Bujue made to the surveillance video, and every word he said before falling into the water... all resurfaced before Wayne's eyes.
"He wanted to invite me to join the game from the very beginning... and I will definitely join the game." Wayne couldn't help muttering to himself. At this moment, he had to say these words to help himself think more concentratedly, "Go to my When I was in the car, he had already seen through my identity... He can pretend not to know, and suddenly attack me from behind without talking to me, or... simply jump out of the car and run away." He paused for half a second, and then Nian said, "Even at the last moment, he still had a chance to escape... He even pointed out that there is a button behind my steering wheel, which means that he has long anticipated the danger ahead."
Thinking of this, under Wayne's mask, cold sweat had soaked his resolute and handsome face.
"Think about it... this 'Jack' is one step faster than me everywhere, but he didn't take advantage of that 'step'...why?" Wayne felt scared, in "this world", he had never been so afraid Pass.
"Time!" Maybe it was the fear that stimulated the brain, and Wayne's thinking became sharper. Two seconds later, he found the correct answer, "He has been 'hiding his ability' from the very beginning! I He'd guessed what I was going to do before he pulled the car into the river...or at least had the possibility in mind, but he didn't care...because he was prepared for every eventuality.
"Not only does he have some kind of special ability that I don't know about...but...it's very strong.
"If he wanted to kill me, I'd be dead, but for some reason...he wanted me to live and at the same time didn't want me in his way, so he jumped into my trap...to get it for himself...' time'!"
After Wayne cleared up his doubts, he quickly operated on the panel in front of him, allowing his communicator to start receiving the police's communication signal.
In less than thirty seconds, he learned about the accident in the Twin Towers from the police 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 prison break in Arkham this afternoon, more than half of the city's police force remained in the suburbs, and half of them were elites who deal with serious and important cases on weekdays. Right now, those police officers in downtown Gotham can maintain the security of the surrounding areas. The basic law and order is good, expecting them to save the mayor... It's tantamount to nonsense.
So, now the mayor and others can count on... only Batman.
"Get ready to start the 'Three Points' program." Wayne, who walked into the back cabin of the submarine, fixed himself firmly on a horizontal seat with very skillful movements, and gave a command to the computer by voice.
[Sir, according to the results of the last test, the safety of the program...] The computer did not immediately execute his order, but tried to inform him of the risks of doing so.
Wayne didn't let the computer finish talking at all, and interrupted directly: "Start the program, and target the 'Twin Towers' in the city center, hurry up!"
[Yes, sir.]
[The "three-pointer" program starts, and the target point is being calibrated—]
Accompanied by the computer's unemotional voice, a translucent film of light projected from under the metal deck, wrapping the seat Wayne was lying on, turning it into a football-shaped deck. shape device.
[Calculating the probability of obstacles, adjusting the best parabola—]
[Enter the projection process in five seconds, five, four, three, two, one...]
At the end of the countdown, the ultra-long-distance "three-pointer" shot out of a pipe slot above the submarine, broke through the water of the Gotham River, and flew obliquely 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 messed up right now, let me help you sort out your thoughts." Feng Bujue was still approaching as he spoke, "Anyone of you shoots at me, there will be extreme danger. There is a high probability that the five of us will die together, and I will shoot you... ”
boom-
Saying so, he actually fired a shot.
But his gun was not aimed at people, he just smashed the glass of the building behind the mayor and them.
Before the shock caused by the gunshots receded, a gust of "high-rise wind" blew in through the big opening in the glass, and the four people who were closer to the gap almost all instinctively knelt down on the ground, lowering their bodies' center of gravity... for fear A stagger was taken out of the building by the strong wind.
"Hehe... It might not bring about a worse result, right?" Seeing the reactions of the people in front of him, Feng Bujue opened his arms, facing the cold wind in front of him, and smiled wantonly.
"You lunatic!" Dent pressed his hand on his hair that was blown by the wind, and roared in the sound of the wind, "What on earth are you trying to do?"
"I just want... to ask you, and the mayor... a question..." At this moment, Feng Bujue no longer approached the other party, because he knew that if he continued to approach, the two bodyguards would be certain to avoid touching the bomb. In such a situation, he shot him in the head directly, "As long as you answer me truthfully... I don't need you to ask me, I will leave myself."
After all, Brother Jue shook his arm, put the gun on his shoulder, and then, like a drunk man, staggered close to a table next to him, picked up a glass of champagne on the table, and took a sip And do.
His behavior looks crazy, but in fact every step has a special meaning-the gun barrel on his shoulder, the elusive movement, the exaggerated style when drinking champagne...all are measures to prevent others from aiming at his head; The interference caused by the strong wind... Even though the other guests in the banquet hall had already left, the two bodyguards still couldn't shoot at the lunatic who was strapped with explosives.
"What do you want to know?" Two seconds later, Mayor Copperpot also spoke, of course, he was also shouting at the top of his throat.
"It's very simple..." Feng Bujue looked sideways at the two of them, and replied, "You two, please... clearly... state your full name."
This request was a bit inexplicable, but from the perspective of the four people in front of the window—a request made by a lunatic, it doesn't matter whether it is logical or not, since he is in control of the situation now, such a request...just satisfy him.
"I'm Oswald Chesterfield Copperpot." Mayor Copotter waited for a second before announcing his name.
"I'm Harvey "Apollo" Dent..." Dent followed suit.
[Task progress has been updated]
After they announced their names personally, the system voice rang in Feng Bujue's ears.
So far, his hidden mission progress has reached 9/10. The nine "super villains" whose whereabouts he already knows are:
Harley Quinn - now a psychiatrist, married to Bruce Wayne.
Killer Crocodile - Imprisoned in a secret room in the sewers and dead.
Freeze Man - now an ordinary scientific researcher.
Poison Ivy - now an ordinary college student.
Scarecrow - Now a professor of psychology at Gotham University.
The Riddler - Now a bartender with a brain disorder.
Zass - now a permanently disabled parolee.
Penguin - the current mayor of Gotham.
Two-Face - Now a District Attorney in Gotham City.
He only needs to find out the whereabouts of one more villain, and Feng Bujue will be able to complete the hidden mission. At that time, he will surely reveal some kind of truth hidden under the appearance of this "world without villains".
bang bang bang bang bang...
Just when Brother Jue got the response he wanted, the glass of the building at the other end of the banquet hall was also shattered.
But this piece of glass was not smashed by a gun, but by a football-shaped capsule smashed from the outside.
whispering sound-
The cabin that entered through the broken window hadn't completely stopped sliding, and the sound of gas ejection announced that it had been opened.
Immediately afterwards, in a cloud of white smoke, a black figure wearing a cloak slowly emerged...
"Do you know what annoys me the most?" The voice that sounded like a terminal throat cancer came as expected, "It's that you can clearly be three steps ahead of me, but you always wait until I'm only one step away..."
"Ha!" Feng Bujue looked at the comer, smiled and threw away the gun in his hand, and quickly took off the fake explosive bag on the inside of his clothes and threw it on the ground, "Do you think you and I are only three steps away?" Is there a gap?"
Ignoring his provocation, Wayne continued, "I can sense that... you're enjoying the process, 'losing' or 'winning'... doesn't matter to you."
"But... that's very important to you." Feng Bujue continued.
"Oh..." Wayne sighed, turned his gaze to the mayor's two bodyguards, and asked with a slightly raised voice, "Why didn't you shoot?"
The two of them were also taken aback by his question.
Wayne's question was indeed right on the point—it is said that Feng Bujue had thrown the "dynamite" now, and his back was facing them, so they could shoot at his back. At this distance, Not to mention a hundred hits, but the hit rate of hitting the torso should be at least 80%.
"He has been disarmed, we should arrest him according to the procedure!" A few seconds later, Dent was the first to react, and gave such an answer solemnly.
"Hmph..." Wayne snorted coldly, and said to Brother Jue again, "I think... you should understand, right? Why... I want to win, why... I have to win."
"I understand." Feng Bujue said, "But I don't agree."
"Oh?" Wayne wondered, "Are you trying to say that I did something wrong?"
"Of course it's wrong." Brother Jue responded.
"Ridiculous." Wayne commented in a cold tone, obviously he was not at all shaken by Brother Jue's denial.
"I don't expect you to understand right away." Feng Bujue said, "But I'll leave it here - if a person's principles surpass everything, then it is a kind of extreme selfishness."
"Oh?" Wayne heard something from the other person's words, "It sounds like you still think you can get out of here?"
"I've achieved my goal, why stay here?" Feng Bujue spread his hands and replied in a natural tone.
"Purpose?" Wayne's eyes moved again, looking at Copperpot and Dent, "What did he do?"
"He..." Coppert hesitated for a second before replying, "just asked our names."
"Is your name..." Wayne said, and then he took a step; at this moment, his whole body is ready, there are more than ten kinds of equipment under his cloak that can help him subdue the man in front of him, even if he puts aside those equipment He is also one of the most outstanding fighting masters in the world. In one-on-one fighting, at least in terms of skills, he will never lose. "Speaking of it... I seem to have forgotten one very important thing ..." He walked straight towards Brother Jue, "'Jack' isn't his real name, right?" He paused, "...what is your name?"
Feng Bujue didn't respond to the other party, because when Wayne walked up, Brother Jue had already turned around... and started running.
His target is obvious, which is the gap he opened with the gun just now.
In terms of speed, Bruce Wayne can be compared with the world champion in sprinting, but Feng Bujue's footwork is beyond the limit of ordinary people, so... he must be faster.
In an instant, Brother Jue ran past the mayor and the others, so fast that the two bodyguards had no time to react.
At the same moment, two bat darts also flew out of Wayne's hands, drew two arcs, bypassed Cobblepot and the others, and went straight to Feng Bujue's back.
"I'll be 'over there' for you, Batman!"
It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, when Brother Jue yelled these words, he turned around and jumped out of the building, and after turning around... with only one hand, he firmly caught two bullets. Attacking Batarang.
With his other hand, he took out something from his pocket - a flashlight.
A few tenths of a second before gravity pulled him down, Feng Bujue switched on the flashlight and threw it into the building through the hole he jumped out of.
Then, he fell.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
His body was falling, but his manic laughter was rising.
The figure quickly disappeared into the night, but the laughter echoed between the buildings and lingered for a long time...
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