Vol 7 Chapter 86: Gotham, the fall

Latest website: On the fifth day of the virus launching in Gotham, in the family cemetery of Thomas Elliott, celebrities from all walks of life in Gotham attended this one of the four major families of Gotham, the Elliott family The last heir’s funeral, sitting at the front, is Bruce Wayne, the only heir (surface) of one of Gotham’s four big families.
The rainy and rainy weather has always been the main color of the city of Gotham. Whether you are happy or sad, it has always been the weather above Gotham. Living in such an environment for a long time, plus the livelihood of the surrounding people The environment is enough to drive a person crazy or become darker. Just like now, as the principal of the funeral of his friend, Bruce stood aside, watching the people he knew with a fake face, in silence in front of his friend's tomb.
At the same time, for friends who lie in the coffin, there is an inexplicable grief.
Because of this funeral belonging to his friend, apart from his playmate who grew up, there was no other person who Bruce felt strange to attend. It might be strange to say this, but he knew the people who attended the funeral of his friends too well. They were like the people who attended their parents. They said at the tomb, God, how could this tragedy happen? When you turn around, you will take out your mobile phone and start your own company and management team to acquire your family business.
What's more, they also plan to get rid of themselves as a child, so that the Wayne family has become a legend in Gotham City. The same now, but the difference is that when he grows up, he can do things that he could not do before. At least, he can guarantee that his friend’s hospital will not become a tool for these people to gather money.
It's just that he feels sad for his friends. He has too many places to be like himself. He loses his parents and grows up as a child. The only difference is that he blamed the death of his parents on himself, and fell into the dilemma of self-exile and confusion. Thomas Elliott, however, maintained a sunny heart and determined to become the world’s first doctor. He also did it, and became a kind doctor. Like his father, he gave free clinics to the slums every month.
Such a kind person died of misfortune, but in the end, he was the only friend who attended his funeral. Those who had been rescued by him were not seen. There was no one who really wept for the whole funeral.
[Are Gotham really not saved? 】
Looking at the inscription in front of the tombstone, Bruce couldn't help but think in his heart that a person who had almost the same experience as himself and was better than himself and became a good person was not cared about by his death. Such a city, in the end What to do to save her, Bruce began to doubt herself, in what endeavor he made in the past years.
With such doubts, the funeral of his friend was ended, and at the same time, Bruce once again had the idea of ​​closing himself. This time I lost my friends. Next time, my family or other more important people.
"Master Wayne, this feeling is really weird. It was Dr. Thomas Elliott who died, but I felt like I was burying you."
Beside him, the old housekeeper Alfred looked at the sad Bruce and said there.
"Why do you say that, Alfred."
When Bruce heard what Alfred said, he was about to leave and he paused, turned his head, and looked at the old man who raised himself. Somehow, he always felt like he had caught something, but he didn't know what it was.
"I said, Mr. Thomas Elliott is very much like you. You have suffered the same blow, lost your parents, and then grew up, doing what you want to do. The only difference is that there is me by your side. , Dick them, with those kind people, and Mr. Thomas Elliott seems to be only you. Am I wrong, sir?"
Alfred didn't understand the meaning of Bruce's questioning himself, he just said his opinion there, but he noticed the abnormal change of Bruce's face.
"No, notify the Wayne Group’s team of lawyers to complete the handover with Elliott Hospital as soon as possible. At least we must become a major shareholder in the foundation of the hospital. I’m going to the hospital, you go back, take care of Jason and Tim."
Some words from the old housekeeper told Bruce to leave in a hurry. Although Thomas was killed in front of himself is an unchangeable fact, but because everything happened so suddenly that night, Bruce almost lost his mind, the mysterious blue lightning that saved Ke Wen, and the old just now. The butler's words gave Bruce another horrifying guess, but he could only hold it in his heart and verify it himself.
Farewell to Alfred, Bruce drove his own sports car, and left the Elliott family estate like a gallop. What he did not know was that this funeral, which belonged to Thomas Elliott, concerned more than him alone.
In the distance of Elliott Manor, with his super vision, Cowen stood in the shadow of the tree and looked at the funeral, where an innocent person was buried. Wally, who used the fast molecular vibration to change his facial muscles, stood aside and was alert like a fox. At the same time, he expressed helplessness to Ke Wen's impulsive approach.
"I said, you are too kind. You don't have a pot from beginning to end. As a result, you came to this place to see people's funerals. I'm afraid Batman won't notice you. Please, this is Gotham. At Batman’s site, he knew what was happening in the first place. The Flash did not dare to run around in Gotanza."
"I’m just asking for peace. As for Batman, um, he doesn’t seem to have so much time to find me now. These viruses floating in the city of Gotham are the problems he needs to solve. And, he seems to find What's the key thing."
For Wally's vomiting, Ke Wen also said with a somewhat helpless smile. After confirming that Elliott's funeral was over, Ke Wen turned around and left.
"Wait, this is gone? Then what are we going to do next."
Seeing Ke Wen turn around, Wally also followed with a bit of curiosity. Although he still didn't remember who Ke Wen was, it did not prevent Wally, a character who was naturally familiar with everyone and a passionate guy. Get familiar with Ke Wen. The speeders of the Lightning family all exist like little angels.
"Nothing needs to be done, just wait, no matter if it's alien winds, clowns, or silence, it's almost time for them to close the net after they have arranged for so long. I am now kicked out, then They have to deal with Batman, and they will only show their power during this time. Wait, I really want to see what tricks they will play."
For Wally's inquiries, Ke Wen also said what he could say. Because Wally itself is a speeder, even if Dr. Manhattan modify the real world anyway, for speeders, they can immediately notice something wrong, and they can find something wrong at the first time, so they and Wally’s initiative Contact is not a violation, let alone, Wally points out that he knows Wally in the right timeline.
With this as the foundation, because of his paranoia, he stepped into the trap of the heterogeneous blast and killed Thomas Elliott's depression, and released a little. As soon as the clogged heart opened, Ke Wen stood on the sidelines of bystanders and saw a lot of things.
"Wow, you are really big hearted, can you guess what they are going to do in Gotham?"
"Probably I understand, what can be used is nothing more than that, the most important thing is how they deal with Batman. Besides, I am not doing nothing, if they really want to play that set, then I am here to prepare Something that they have suffered."
Looking at Ke Wen, who suddenly seemed to be a different person, Wally stepped back a few steps, and said after a while: "Do you know that you are a typical Batman behavior, I am curious in the right timeline , Who did you learn these things from."
"Well, this is a long story. When everything is restored, you will certainly not be surprised, but now, hurry up and follow."
"Eh."
When he was instructed by Cowen, Wally also responded and followed Cowen just like a little fellow. And the same conversation happened on the side of Elliott’s private manor. In the underground chamber of the manor, the supposedly dying Thomas Elliott was sitting there, and the new of the apocalypse, Desad, was also sitting there. Then, there was the clown, who just squatted on a chair and played a game of knife-cutting hands, exuding a discomfort that made the new god, Disad, feel uncomfortable.
As for Elliott, he stood silent, like a guard, standing there silently.
"Self-directed to a funeral of your own, you are really free enough, Dr. Elliott." After watching the funeral, Desad broke the embarrassment and said to Elliott there.
"If I don’t die, this game won’t go on. Besides, you can’t let a dead person die again. No. I died, and many things broke the clue, but now, he should find what I left behind. Something, if he can’t find a clue like this, then it’s too much of a sense of accomplishment to defeat Batman’s body and mind, don’t let me down, Bruce~"
Shaking the red wine in the glass, Elliott looked at Bruce who had left the manor in the picture and said there. The layout carefully planned by him also entered its climax from the third day of his "after death".
In the city of Gotham, Bruce Wayne's sports car was parked on the roadside and could not be saved, because at this time, at the intersection in front of him, a demonstration was being held. The dense crowd, accompanied by the coughing sounds one after another, holding the signboard of "To Be Truth, To Be Alive" continuously hit the line of defense constructed by the Gotham riot police, right in front of the city government building.
Crowds of citizens held demonstration signs in one hand, sticks in the other, or stink bombs, demonstrating there. The turbulent crowd directly blocked the traffic. In such a road environment, let alone driving a sports car, he walked on two legs and crossed the sea of ​​people. It was also a big problem. This is the sixth day of the unknown virus raging in Gotham, just as the incubation period that Thomas Elliott previously set for this virus is one week.
On this sixth day, basically all citizens in Gotham were infected with this virus, and only a few of them had no obvious symptoms even if they were infected, just like no one else. But this part of the people are all in the city of Gotham. Most of them belong to the upper class. Most of them have coughs, weakness, and high fevers. Those slums are running for their lives. It's just the crowd at the resolution stage.
It would be fine if there were only such a group of people, but this excessively obvious polarization also made the city of Gotham burst like hot boiling water. You are standing high, standing at the end point we have been trying to reach, this is life, I admit, but why, even the virus has a preference for you, and together we are suffering there, tossing and turning every night , When unable to sleep.
You are strategizing, and the guests are happy, sleeping with some models or singers. This kind of resentment, with the accumulation of time, only needs a little bit of Mars to detonate it into a flame that ignites the entire city, not to mention, in the case of this demonstration, it was originally used as this The bright side representative of the city, the mayor hasn't even revealed his face, but just sent a fat guy to keep playing round there.
Watching the parade in front of him, Bruce reversed his face in silence, while looking for another rush to the Elliott Private Hospital, and also dialed the phone of Wayne Group CEO, Lucius Fox.
"Good morning, Mr. Wayne," Lucius's worried voice came from the car phone.
"Lucius, what's the situation."
"Well, except for those good citizens who don’t go to work on the road, either smash a car, grab a store, or have friendly exchanges with the police, everything is fine. But Mr. Wayne, it all looks messy, no ."
"Yes, this is probably just the beginning. Remember the water bottle I gave you before, I think you didn't lose it."
"Hmm, you might want to use it, so I put it up."
"I will now send you a blood sample. You can compare the difference between this blood sample and the DNA remaining on the mineral water bottle."
"Well, Mr. Wayne, although I like to develop some small toys, and I don't mind you taking these small toys to do what you want to do, but I can't guarantee that I will be able to find out the difference. The time is too long. "
"I know, so you have three days. Also, do you remember that cloud spray device."
"Are you saying that the one that was taken away by the Scarecrow, and the Assassin Alliance almost caused Gotham City to be covered with fear gas, and indirectly created the Neh Island, which provided Arkham with a large number of patients? I remember it seems that it was demolished by you. ."
Halfway through the speech, Lucius on the other end of the phone also fell silent, because when he remembered to say it, he knew something was wrong.
"You repaired it again, right."
"Well, in a place that only I know, I will now send you its location. This time, maybe we will rely on it to save Gotham. Also, remember what I said just now."
The conversation just ended here, and the crowd marching in the hall of the city government, some people also noticed that Bruce was silently reversing. No way, such a cool sports car parked on the road will attract people's attention, especially when they see the person in the car, the and billionaire who always occupy the cover of various newspapers. After the billionaire Bruce Wayne, it is even more different.
"Look, that's Bruce Wayne!"
"Grass! Bruce Wayne! Fight!"
"Grass! Evil capitalism! Fight!"
A group of citizens who are angered, helpless, and dazzled by fear do not even need to be instigated. When they see this high-ranking person who once dreamed of themselves, they appear in front of them. The idea of ​​not daring to take action, which was buried in my heart, also broke out at this moment, gave up the impact of the city government building, and rushed towards the location of Bruce.
"Shit!"
For the inexplicable lying gun at this time, Bruce couldn't help but rush to show his skills as a playboy, reversing this crowded road to avoid these citizens' pursuit. At this time, those citizens who were panicked because they were infected with unknown viruses had long lost their awe of the so-called upper class, leaving only a touch of madness.
The crowd ran on the street, and there was only one goal, which was the orange-red Lamborghini in front of us. This sports car exudes an enviable atmosphere from beginning to end, which has become the target they used to vent their anger. In the process of reversing to avoid, Bruce also saw various chaos that flooded Gotham. Crimes that were active only at night began to appear in Gotham during the day.
There were chasing policemen and escaped prisoners everywhere, as well as those who had been fighting together. The beggars on the street also held up corrugated cardboard, which read: Doomsday is coming!
This scene shocked Bruce's eyes, and reminded him of the information that Cowen tortured from Bain's mouth when he rescued Dick as an Arkham Knight.
[Do you want to destroy Batman’s body and mind? Destroy Gotham? Trial from the past? 】
These words also echoed in Bruce's mind. He seemed to have grasped what the so-called past trials meant. Thinking of this, Bruce also reached the evacuation position he wanted, avoiding the street camera, setting himself up for this sports car, he jumped off the car in a blind spot with a drifting perspective, and rolled himself on the ground for a while. This expensive suit turned into a beggar outfit, and when he got up, he became a unkempt tramp.
The crowd chasing his own sports car ignored him directly, chasing toward the sports car set for autonomous driving. After evading the pursuit of these simple folks, Bruce took his 11th bus and went to Thomas Elliott's private hospital.
Similarly, Corvin and Wally left after watching the funeral from Elliott Private Manor, and the two also walked on the streets of Gotham. At this time, the streets of Gotham seemed to be back to the time when Batman had not yet appeared. The police and the gangs joined together. Everyone’s eyes were filled with danger and alertness. From time to time, a robbery occurred in front of them, and they You can also think of it as turning a blind eye.
"Is this still Gotham?" Looking at such a scene, the Wally people were stupid. He had also heard of Gotham's reputation before, but he really realized it was the first time. I feel that this situation is so bad that the star city where my girlfriend is is completely incomparable, just a younger brother.
"So, how important is Batman to Gotham? This is just the beginning. You see Gotham's daytime now," said Ke Wen, who was ready to start a fight against a lady. The guy kicked and flew, before waiting for Wally to pick up the woman, he was crossed by Ke Wen carrying the collar, and then Wally discovered that the weak woman also had a pistol hidden in her purse. Watching Wally and Corvin facing away from him.
"This··············"
Watching this scene, Wally was stupid for a while and had no idea what to say.
"It's just a habit, you just say that the folk customs are simple Gotham City. Think about the original apocalyptic invasion war. Those apocalyptic demons were also entertained by the warm and hospitable Gotham citizens. However, he stayed in Gotham."
"Then where are you going to take me now to see my trump card? I still need your help to look after it."
With mysterious words ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Ke Wen also led Wally to an apartment building and walked straight in.
Time went from day to night. As Ke Wen said, Gotham at this time just restored the old face when Batman hadn't made his debut in Gotham. Gotham is even crazier at night. The sound of gunshots, the sound of the engine running on the road, the deafening explosion, the sound is heard, and the people of Gotham, who have a simple folk style, sleep peacefully under this sound, and they will still Turn around and avoid the light from the window.
And in Thomas Elliott's private hospital, Bruce Wayne, after several twists and turns, was rummaging around in his friend's office. During the day when traffic was almost on strike and demonstrations were everywhere, it was good to be able to sneak in without being discovered. Bruce was too lazy to take care of the image problem, and through a search of his friend’s office, Bruce also found some of himself. Clues previously ignored.
"Is this the so-called past trial, silence?"
Spreading the case records in his hand on the table, looking at the name on the medical record table, Bruce was also somewhat magical from reality. Because there is only one name on this medical record: Edward Negma, the cause: brain tumor, and this person also has another name, he is called riddle person!