Batman crouched down on the road, carefully studying the marks on the ground.

This generation has been blocked by the police, and Gordon has deliberately left him a gap, and he is not at all worried that there will be extra people to destroy the wheel tracks here.

Holding a special small flashlight with a dense beam, he carefully swept through the car marks left on the ground.

Two deep tire marks were left on the concrete floor, confirming the extent of the man-made car accident during the day.

With the help of the equipment in the goggles, it can be seen that there are still some gels left in the car marks of the cash truck, which are supposed to be the substances produced by the high temperature generated by the high-speed friction between the tire and the ground to melt the surface of the tire and then solidify.

"Did you find any clues?"

Gordon walked over and looked at the man with a tiny flashlight carefully studying the brake marks on the ground, it was the first time he had seen Batman work so closely.

"Not yet"

Batman stood up and walked behind the brake marks, where there were traces from another car.

Gordon followed, then watched curiously as Batman measured the shallow pit in the ground.

"What about your report?"

Batman asked in the opposite direction without raising his head.

"Didn't I give you all the information?"

Gordon scratched his neck, he had thought that Batman could find some clues from the scene that they hadn't found, but now it seemed that what Batman did on the scene was nothing more than what his men had done.

Batman didn't know what was going on inside Gordon, and he found something interesting in the shallow pit in the ground, and using the magnification of the goggles, he quickly locked onto the fragments—the tiny remnants of the car's tires rubbing against the ground.

After pulling out the special tweezers and carefully collecting them into the vessel, he pulled out the hook and left the place.

Gordon, who was thinking about it, seemed to think of something and turned around to share it with his "partner", but found that there was no one behind him, and he was the only one standing here at the scene of the crime that he had deliberately isolated.

“.... Can you tell me if you're walking? ”

He still can't get used to the sudden disappearance of this elusive guy, and maybe the next time he sees Superman, he can ask if Batman's problem is against him or for everyone.

Bruce returned to the Batcave and put what he had just collected into the analyzer.

Judging by the photos Gordon gave him, it was nothing more than an ordinary car. It is easy to analyze from the two car marks on the ground, and the two cars are in a game.

The horsepower of a black sedan is far greater than a sedan should be, and it is clear that it has been modified.

According to Gordon's report, the car had been modified with horsepower and a front section to ensure that it had enough horsepower and strength to hit the truck.

But Bruce believes that the car was modified with a shell, which was a slight change from the keel of a special car from the beginning, so the skeleton of the whole car was enough to support this kind of impact, and the purpose of the modification was just to make it look like an ordinary sedan.

BMW's latest model is mainly off-road, with long axles and a high chassis, which is why this car was modified to look like this, and it is not realistic to pretend to be a low-chassis sports car with a high chassis keel.

The computer quickly analyzed the fragments of the tire, and the results of the composition analysis were almost the same as Bruce's guess, and its strength far exceeded the set value of ordinary tires, and the main component of the tire, rubber, did not show signs of melting and was only rubbed out of the debris when the tire rubbed against the ground cement at high speed to the extent that a shallow pit was dug out.

Tires of this strength are generally only used in military vehicles or... Racing on the car.

"Ah Fu, help me make a list of all the businesses that supply tires to the military and racing cars"

Judging from the pattern on the ground, it is indeed the standard tire of BMW's latest car, and it is impossible for the military and racing cars to order this kind of tire, so a batch of orders must be specially placed.

"Hmm... Master Bruce, you seem to have forgotten that the tire department under the name of Wayne Enterprises is the department that specializes in supplying tires to the military and racing cars."

As one of the oldest families in Gotham, the Wayne family's business has invaded all aspects of its business for generations, from private aerospace technology to everyday necessities, and tires are no exception.

“.... Help me check if I have recently received a batch of civilian orders for BMW's latest series models"

"Okay"

Alfred is always so efficient and gets the information back very quickly. Unfortunately, there are not so many coincidences in the world, and the tire industry under the name of Wayne Enterprises has not received such orders.

And not just Wayne Enterprises, Alfred listed all the companies that could produce tires of this strength, and they also had no orders for mass production of such tires.

If the tires of this car are not customized in batches by these professional manufacturers, then it is likely that a small factory with the strength to make tires of this strength is specially customized.

There is no industrial chain machinery that can produce this kind of tires, so it is naturally impossible to produce them in large quantities, but it can meet the hobby of some people for modification, and of course its price will be expensive.

Bruce tapped on the keyboard and watched as the computer filtered out all the businesses in Gotham that offered private car modifications. Looking at the dazzling list, Bruce rubbed his eyebrows.

There must be some necessary conditions, that kind of tire is not something that everyone can modify.

The main purpose of most people modifying cars is to pursue individuality, and it is not particularly strange to change the paint or change the shell or something, but what he needs is to find a business that can make military-grade tires, and there must be some specific conditions.

Bruce's gaze swept over the list sifted out by the computer, eventually landing on a business where racing enthusiasts gathered. It seems that it is necessary to make a trip to confirm my suspicions.

"Ah Fu, help me place an order for this merchant"

Whether this store can meet this requirement or not, just find a car and try it.

"Okay, but which car to modify?"

Bruce has a lot of luxury cars, and of course his most expensive and best one is definitely the Batmobile in the Batcave, but that doesn't stop him from buying a few sports cars for façade.

The underground garage at Wayne Manor, of course, in a real underground garage above the Batcave, was home to several limited-edition cars, a few of which he occasionally drove to amateur racing.

After thinking about the screen for a long time, Bruce said:

"Buy the latest BMW and send it for modification"

"Yes, sir"