In the Metropolis, in the police office, the police are checking the list of the dead, and the officers are sitting in chairs, in front of them a mountain of papers.

"Dick Dahl, Linda Falk, these dead people are of all ages, so much information, isn't our workload a bit big." A police officer looked through the file in front of him and complained.

"You're okay, I'm much thicker than you, if you want, you can come and take some away." Another officer smiled wryly and waved the file in his hand.

"How are you counting, the number of deaths, the number of missing, do you know how to count them?" The sheriff walked into the office and said to the crowd.

After listening to this, everyone closed their mouths and lowered their heads to sort out the documents. One of the officers opened the file, looked at it and then looked down and began to gag.

"Isn't this a little too cruel?" The officer got up and spoke to the crowd, and after hearing this, they all walked up to him and looked at the document.

"This, what's the situation, a little girl, isn't this way of dying a little cruel?" After reading it, the police officers all thought about it at the same time.

Lisa Conason, Gender: Female. Status: Deceased. Cause of death: Sharp weapon chopping. Infected: Yes. The relationship with the murderer was father and daughter, and when the victim was infected, he killed her out of desperation. The document had her message carefully written on it. The police officers who watched it couldn't help but feel sorry for this little girl.

"There are all kinds of people, and I have another one who has finished killing people and entered the victim to disguise himself as an infected person." Another officer said, waving his hand and rubbing his forehead.

"Celtic Cross, Gender: Female. Status: Death, Cause of Death: Suffocation. Infected or not: No. He had a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with the murderer, and before he died, he had an argument with the man, and the man strangled him to death in a fit of rage, and then disguised the victim as an infected person. The document goes into detail.

"Is the number of infected people counted?" The sheriff asked the other officers, and one of them placed the report in front of the sheriff.

"The number of infected people is 56,000, how fast to catch up with half of the total number of people in the metropolis, and this does not include those who have not been reported, which is really a headache."

"Have all the supplies donated by the Wayne family been distributed?" The sheriff rubbed his forehead and asked the officer.

"It's all been distributed, and all the major hospitals have received supplies." A police officer stood straight in the doorway and said, then walked in.

"That's good, these infected people really can't do it, how about we forcibly tie them up in the hospital with forceful means?" The sheriff asked the officers around him.

"It's really not going to work, we can only use this method, and we don't have any other means now." One of the officers said with a sigh.

"Isn't it a little inhumane for us to do this?"

"Humanity? Can humanity save the Metropolis, and if so, let it come. ”

"What the metropolis needs now is not humanity, but supplies and aid."

"It's all to blame on that clown, we wouldn't have done so much if it weren't for him."

The police officers in the police station were constantly arguing, and the chief rubbed his forehead after listening to this, and stopped them and let them argue.

"You go and count the other victims first, and you go to the city to arrest these infected people and take them to the hospital to see if they have any chance of being cured." The sheriff assigned officers to carry out the mission.

At this time, in Gotham, both the scarecrow and the pig-face were captured and returned to the Arkham Asylum, where they were locked up in the Arkham Asylum's key surveillance area.

"Klein, Dr. Hugo Strange is looking for you and wants to psychotherapy you." The guardian walked into the scarecrow Klein's hospital room and said.

Klein didn't say anything, just got up and followed behind the guardian. Walking into the depths of Arkham Asylum, he stopped in front of a dark hospital room.

"Sit down, Crane, and don't be nervous, I'm Dr. Hugo Strange. Here is a mental estimation of you, please relax. The tall Dr. Hugo sat across from him and smiled for Klein to sit down.

Klein didn't say anything, pulled out his chair and sat down, staring at Dr. Hugo, and Dr. Hugo slowly spoke:

"First Question ······" Hugo Strange asks Crane questions in the exam room, where only he and Crane are used. After a while.

"Okay, let's take him away, the diagnosis is over, his mental state is still the same as before, and he still needs to be locked up in the intensive care area." Hugo Strange opened the door to the exam room and said from the outside.

"Okay, Dr. Hugo, do you need the next patient?" The nurse asked Hugo Strange.

"No, it's estimated that it's all the same, and there is no diagnostic value." Hugo·· Strange turned around and returned to the examination room.

"Hey, Mr. Sal Maloney, can this money be delayed for another two months, I will definitely spend it then." Hugo Strange was in the corner of the examination room, talking to someone on the phone, and his tone was very respectful.

"Two months off? I'm telling you, you can't do it for a day, and we don't need to talk about what else you have, so hurry up and send the money at the end of this month. The man on the other end of the phone said viciously.

"But Mr. Sal, I don't really have much money, so you can delay it for two days." Hugo Strange said in a low voice, and there was no answer on the other end of the phone, but after a while, a man's screams were heard.

"Dr. Hugo, this is the end of the two-day delay that I asked for, do you want to delay for two days?" He said on the other end of the line, and his smile could be heard in his tone.

"No need, Mr. Sal, I will solve the money matter myself, don't bother with you, by the end of the month I will definitely pay you back with interest." Hugo Strange said calmly.

"Yes, Dr. Hugo, I believe you, but please hurry, time is running out." Sal Maroni said with a smile.

"No problem, Mr. Sal, I'll pay you back by the end of the month." Hugo Strange hung up the phone and sat down in the position where he had been looking at Crane before.

"I can only use them, although there are still some flaws, but this is the only chance." Hugo Strange said with his hands crossed and his chin on his lean.

At this time, in Miao Yue's flower shop, Pamela came to the flower shop as usual and chatted with Miao Yue.

"Professor Wood recently had an experiment and you said I should go there?" Pamela asked Miao Yue, and Miao Yue smiled.

"It's your own choice, I don't have the right to interfere, I just hope that no matter which one you choose, you won't regret it." After Miao Yue finished speaking, she closed the book she had been reading before.

"If it were possible, I would set up a paradise for plants on an uninhabited island." Pamela got up and said to Miao Yue, smiling and handing the watering can to Pamela.

Pamela picked up the kettle and watered the pots of flowers beside her, still wondering if she should participate in the experiment.

"I'd better go, if I don't go this time, I may not have a chance in the future."

"I'll go first, Professor Wood still has something to look for me, I'll come to you as soon as the experiment is over."

Pamela got up and left Miao Yue's flower shop and walked in the direction of the university. As soon as Pamela left, Bruce Wayne came to the flower shop.

"I heard that you were injured when you went to arrest criminals recently, why do you have a sense of justice?" Bruce Wayne was sarcastic.

"If I had a sense of justice, I would be the first to take you to prison." Miao Yue ignored him, just lowered her head and continued to read.

"So, what's the injury?" Bruce Wayne asked Miao Yue, who lifted her clothes to reveal a huge wound on the side of her abdomen, which was now scabbed.

"How can such a big wound heal so quickly?" Bruce Wayne asked Miao Yue in disbelief, and then carefully examined the scab.

"Master, I am gifted and heal quickly, do you envy me? Don't think about it, let's go and have fun with your girl. Miao Yue threw a rose to Bruce Wayne.

Bruce didn't say anything, put the money on the table, then turned around and went out and got in the car and left.

"Afu, help me check Miao Yue's background, the more detailed the better." Bruce dialed the phone and spoke to Aver.