Because of Ke Wen's police, the police quickly dealt with the rest of the hands and tails, the human and material evidence are all there, and there are a bunch of guys with criminal records, who didn't say anything, first detained, then sentenced, and then sent to prison, which is simple at a glance.

It's just that as Dick with another identity, he is curious about this masked knight in blue armor who only exists in the mouth of the gangster, the style is very similar to his master, there is no trace of being found, only in the mouth of the attacked, but the technique is slightly green, these criminals have not suffered too many injuries, the most serious is a few rib fractures, it is nothing at all, he knows the black history of his master.

The mouth is talking about not using guns and not killing, but the problem is that how many of those guys who have encountered their own masters can still live normally, and they are more or less physically flawed, not to mention psychologically, Arkham of the madhouse is about to form a fan group, and there are still a lot of guys waiting for their master to deal with.

"Hey, partner, what are you thinking?" Claire slapped Dick as he was distracted, drawing his attention back.

"It's nothing, just wondering if this guy in their mouth really exists." Dick didn't hide his thoughts and said.

"You think it's their own fiction?" Claire asked, raising an eyebrow, not believing her partner would think so.

"No, I'm just wondering what this guy is fighting these guys for, and his actions are illogical."

What the? Claire took a look, in her opinion, these drag heroes are basically the same, regardless of the consequences, as long as you know that you are a bad person, just go up directly, it's okay to steal and kill a murderer, but those underworld gangs, how many interest chains are involved behind them, they don't care at all, it's very simple to pull out, but after pulling out, there will be a new one, what to do about these, the bad guys can't be caught.

Now Dick tells her that superheroes do things logically, which puzzles her.

"I know what you're thinking, how can these cross-dressing guys have a plan to deal with those bad guys, but the question we can all think of is, why do you think that those cross-dressing guys can't think of it, everyone is not stupid, is it? Before they start dealing with a guy, they will all learn about the guy's social relations, and in today's information-advanced society, it is not difficult to do this. ”

"But look at the guy they said about messing up the business of the Hellfire Gang twice, and then he didn't do it again, and then he went to deal with Orbik the mad dog, as if he were wandering around and dealing with whichever one he came across."

"Sounds so funny Dick, like you're the masked knight in the blue armor." Claire quipped.

"Heh, I'm just empathizing, you should have seen my resume, I have a profile of psychological qualifications."

"I know, but I'm curious who taught you this Dick."

"I was taught by someone who I thought was my father, about it all." Speaking of which, Dick also had nostalgia in his eyes.

"Adoptive father? He passed away? ”

"No, he's alive, alive and well. But it was because of him that I chose to come to this city. ”

"Why?"

"Because I've become too much like him."

Speaking of this, Dick's expression also became a little complicated, fortunately, there were all chagrin, Claire also knew that she seemed to poke Dick's pain point, so she didn't continue to ask and left. Dick also restrained his emotions, picked up a ballpoint pen and drew on a blank A4 piece of paper, he collected the confessions of the Hellfire gang who was attacked by Cowen and the guy who was attacked this time.

According to their words, after a while, an image of wearing blue armor appeared on the A4 paper, and the body parts were basically not much different from the G3 armor worn by Kewen, but in terms of face, Dick couldn't draw it, looking at this image that only lacked facial armor, Dick couldn't help but murmur, "Who the hell are you, newcomer." ”

Night, Gotham Port, as one of the most important economic and trade ports in the United States, Gotham Port has been in operation all year round, in this port, there are hundreds of billions of transactions per year on the white road, and secretly, there are also unknown black transactions, reaching the level of trillions. And Batman, who prevents the complete depravity of the city, is also a frequent visitor to Gotham Harbor.

As a city without sunlight all year round, the sky over Gotham is always covered with clouds, and on the building near Gotham Port, a lightning bolt pierced the night sky, illuminating the two figures standing on the gargoyle building outside the building, one large and one small, with the cloak behind them blown hunting, looking at the truck driving out of Gotham Port, the two figures silently fired a hook gun at another building, drifting and chasing the truck leaving Gotham Port.

"Look, what has our Kova brought us? Wow, that's a good cargo. The truck stopped in an abandoned residential building, and the two guys with meaty faces skilfully opened the door of the truck, closed it after a glance, and commented to Kova in the driver's seat.

"Pay attention, this may be the last batch of goods, I heard that the Middel who supplied us has been planted, and before Middel tells us the supply channel and the next home, you better save some money."

Cova, who was in charge of driving, understood the nature of the guards here, and couldn't help but remind a few words.

"I know, I know, we'll pay attention, one or two is fine, right?" The guard said with a smile on his face.

"It's better to have one or two, if there are too many, I can think I can't see them, but on Mr. Copote's side, you can explain it yourself."

Kova also knew that he couldn't suppress them, so he moved out of the boss Copote, and the guards also understood the temperament of their boss Copote, so naturally they didn't have to move an inch there, so they answered in a muffled voice, and asked the men in the house to come out and help drive the car in. Kova rode away in another prepared car.

"Okay, guys, bear with me lately, don't mess with this batch of goods, if you really can't bear it, take money from me and find someone else."

The guard, who knew the importance of this batch of goods, also reminded his busy subordinates in the house, and was about to unload the goods, and the subordinates who inspected the goods also responded in unison and continued their work. As the door of the truck opened, they also saw the true face of the cargo, girls of different colors from all over the world were tied up and locked in it, their clothes were torn, and there was still some stench of excrement in the hold.

These maidens, who were supposed to bloom like flowers in the flower season, opened their frightened eyes at this time, looking at these wicked people who came towards them. They bastards actually buy, sell, trade, and even use people as goods to vent their animal desires! Seeing that there were only five guys walking towards them, these girls with their hands and feet tied couldn't do much to resist at all.

Days of fasting have left them with little ability to resist, but it is already difficult to keep themselves awake. Seeing these guys coming, the girls who knew what was about to happen to them also screamed.

"Everything! The sick ones were brought out quickly, and they were called Jack Zhi, and the others were put in the cellar for me, so that they would not go hungry. ”

The two guards in charge of this place frowned, reminding their men. And at this moment, the lights went dark, the door was closed by an unknown force, and the five guys who were still in the cargo hold were pulled by a pair of invisible big hands and flew directly outside, and the door of the cargo hold was also closed when they flew out.

Then there was a short scream and the sound of bones breaking, and by the time the lights came back on, the guards in charge of the area and his own men had become a pile of wrecks, their hands and feet twisted irregularly. And the guy who attacked them also revealed his face, wearing a black suit and a bat-shaped hood to explain his identity, the dark knight who guarded Gotham, the brain of the Justice League, Batman.

And the small figure beside him, dressed in a red and black tactical suit, with a cloak and a hood, carrying a katana behind his back, the arm guards of his hands are the same as Batman's, and the R letter on his left chest also indicates his identity, Robin.

"Even if you send these guys to jail, it's still going to happen." Looking at the closed cargo hold, Robin said to Batman, without much respect in his mouth.

"Just let Gordon take care of it." Batman didn't answer, just explained what happened next.

"Maybe we should go and arrest that Midl and let him confess to the next house, the supply channel, but I heard that he has been cleaned up, I just don't know if he can hold on."

"Just do your job, and I'll take care of the rest."

"Why! I can fix it, like you said, no guns, no killing! Robin shouted directly.

"Because I said no, your job is to assist me, not to make my own decisions."

After speaking, Batman pressed on his universal belt, and the Batchariot parked in the dark rushed out, stopped in front of Batman, jumped into the driver's seat, and then looked sideways at Robin, who was standing with his chest crossed. Robin's face was stimulated by Batman's indifferent attitude, but he still consciously took the co-pilot's seat, and as soon as the tail flame erupted, the Batchariot sent a gust of wind on the street and flew away. In the car, I watched Batman silently holding the steering wheel.

"Let me drive."

"Nope."

"I can drive."

"Nope."