Vol 2 Chapter 5: Gotham

Gotham, the most famous city in the United States, has the highest crime rate in the country and various criminals. Here, from the judicial system to the political system, it is basically full of rotten taste, but because of the unique geographical conditions, it has been active on the map. Ironically, the distance between the metropolis known as the city of tomorrow and Gotham is across a bay, and the city of light and the city of darkness are just across the sea.
At night, Gotham's late night was as quiet as usual. In such a depressed city that can't see the sun. It can be said that every citizen is a potential criminal, and only one incentive is needed to make them fall. The Dark Knight Batman maintains their last bottom line without falling into criminals, as long as Batman exists in this city, Gotham had the last hope.
"Bang!" A huge explosion sounded on the corner of the street, and the flames scattered on the road with a broken glass. Fortunately, except for those who are not doing business, the rest of Gotham City has been nested in their own homes. , Doors and windows are closed, regardless of the world.
On the road, black cars are galloping, and the empty streets provide drivers with the perfect runway, without worrying about traffic lights and suddenly flashing vehicles. In the sky above the building, a black bat fighter followed the car slowly, so it hung in the back so that the driver could see it from the rearview mirror, but no matter how he stepped on the accelerator, The kind that can't get rid of.
From time to time, a small bomb will be fired from above and blasted next to the car to remind the driver that it is time to change lanes. This cat-and-mouse atmosphere enveloped the driver, and he continued to put pressure on him psychologically. Soon, the highly nervous driver made a mistake. When he turned into Gotham’s famous crime lane, the tire was stuck. The nails on the pavement and the car at the speed were directly out of balance, and they stopped over a dozen circles on the pavement.
There was black smoke in the overturned car, and there were a few whimpers. The bat fighter was suspended above the car, and the two figures jumped directly from above. After a while of slowing down and buffering, they fell lightly on the ground. Batman and Robin, the guardians of Gotham. Looking at the car a few meters away in front of him, Batman stepped forward step by step, and the heavy footsteps seemed to step on the hearts of these criminals, constantly stimulating their nerves.
The strong desire to survive made them climb out of the car, but Batman had reached them. A guy who knew he could not escape, took out his pistol directly and fired at Batman in close proximity. Less than a meter away, he successfully played the highest level of shooting in his life, with six shots in a row. All shot within three seconds, but Batman, as predicted in advance, moved his body slightly and successfully avoided all the bullets. The left hand clasped the guy's right hand and twisted hard,'Slam! ’The broken bones sounded in the quiet alley, and the broken arm bones penetrated through the flesh and stabs out.
Before screaming, Batman slammed into the car next to his forehead. He knew the human skeleton mechanism and let the guy lie on the ground with just one move. Seeing the miserable situation of his companion, the other few were even more afraid. The dark knight of Gotham really deservedly made its name. The tyrannical technique made all the guys who encountered him only pray for the police to come one step earlier.
The companion's misfortune made these guys hate having too many legs and ran desperately towards the corner of the alley, but Batman did not rush to chase because someone had already done it for him. "Ah!" There were several screams and the sound of fists striking the flesh. The criminal who had just thought that he had escaped was hit again, hit the wall together, passed out, wearing a blue and black night Dick in wing uniform came out of the corner.
"Hello, Bruce, Damian." Dick greeted his mentor and Damian who had been in contact more than once.
"Good evening, Dick, why are you here."
"I need your help."
On the outskirts of the city, at the underground bat cave of Wayne Manor, the old butler Alfred is preparing food to go to the underground bat cave, Boston lobster, baked apple pie, plus a few glasses of well-matched drinks. Obviously, Alfred was in a good mood tonight because Dick, who had been away for a long time, came back and was still with his master.
"Master Dick, it's nice to see you back, come."
"Oh, thank you very much, Alfred."
After receiving the food delivered by the old housekeeper, Dick also handed a copy to Damian next to him, and then went to Bruce, who was working in front of the bat computer, and put a copy on his table.
"Even if you want to help me, you have to eat something first." Bring the hot apple pie to Bruce's mouth, and after a while, the Bruce who hit the keyboard took the Dick's apple pie. When I ate there, even though I was eating, Bruce still did not forget to work. Dick had informed Bruce on the Bat Fighter of everything he encountered in the city of Nasino, and Bruce also used the information obtained by the computer to make various comparisons. Correct.
Watching Bruce's hands leave the keyboard, Dick knew that he had come to know about Bruce, and he asked directly, "Look at this, do you already have eyebrows?"
"The private hospital you mentioned was opened by a doctor named Simon Jones. He is an internationally renowned psychiatrist. He has countless psychiatric patients cured by him, and he has a good reputation internationally because He often organizes his own team of doctors for borderless treatment services."
"I know this, can you tell me something I don't know." Dick shouted.
After glancing at Dick, Bruce continued: "But according to some unconfirmed information I found here, this doctor seems to like occultism, and often uses psychotherapy in poverty and war zones in Africa and South America. You are doing some kind of unknown medical experiment."
"and so?"
"If your information is correct, then these children who were secretly declared dead are the sacrifices he used to perform a certain ceremony, and he is not obsessed with occultism, but is really related to something that does not belong to the earth. Has made contact."
Sure enough, Dick knew he was right. His mentor was much better than him and Ke Wen in terms of intelligence acquisition. With the one-sided information he provided, he would complete the remaining tiles, but look at With Bruce's frowned eyebrows, Dick knew that it was not as simple as imagined.
"Did you say anything else?"
Bruce didn't answer, but switched a map of the entire city of the United States on the computer, and the cities above displayed numbers. "Not only is your city of Nasino, in the past six months, the metropolis, the coastal city, the capital SAR, the central city, Detroit where Tim is located, there are other cities and the densely populated cities of several big countries in the world, There are cases of human trafficking, and the trafficked children are between 6 and 15 years old."
"Don't you want to tell me that there is an inevitable connection?" Dick doubted Bruce's guess, but looking at his teacher's silent expression, Dick knew he had guessed it, and said helplessly: "I Almost forgot, you are Batman, you never make mistakes, but what is the point of their trafficking of these children all over the world? Even organ trading can’t use so many people and use them as child soldiers? In such a short time Will someone who wants it get it?"
"I don't know, but I will find out."
"How do you check."
The screen changed, and a face of a pale, middle-aged man with a pointed nose like a bird's beak appeared on it. Looking at this old acquaintance's face, Dick frowned.
"Cobot, you know his business in Gotham. He runs casinos, money laundering, and drug trafficking. But he never involved drugs or human trafficking. This is not his field. However, since three months ago, Damian and I have smashed three of his lists related to human trafficking, but the style of those lists is too weird, as if they were deliberately exposed."
"Explain what?" Dick asked rhetorically.
"Explain that he is very resistant to these transactions, but the power behind these transactions is so great that even Cobot has to bow his head."
"So what's the next step? I asked for a half-month leave." Dick teased with the double stick in his hand.
"Let's go to him and ask clearly, but before that, will your city not care?"
"Oh, there are two more superheroes in my city watching. Rest assured, but are the three of us a little too much, Damian is still small."
Dikunu's mouth looked at Damian, who was back to bed. Although he was also introduced by Bruce from the age of ten, he already had basic cognitive concepts. Gundam is different. He has lived in the Assassin League since he was a child, and he has been trained in a group of neuropathy. I didn’t expect to come to Gotham~EbookFREE.me~ There is a more neurotic dad who took him with him. Under the circumstances, Damian didn't distort until there was a ghost.
Bruce also understood the meaning of Dick, but he was just a father. He really didn't know how to communicate with his children. After a long thought, he looked at Dick. He knew that Dick must have a good idea.
"Maybe you can let him go to my city, there is a guy over there who works well with him."
"Then you plan to let him live in your girlfriend's house, the policewoman who looked you up?"
"You know this as well?"
"Because I am Batman."
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