The sound of a fight came from the narrow alley, occasionally mixed with a few muffled grunts. After knocking the last villain to the ground, Batman picked up a small, cylindrical vessel with a metal shell from the ground, tucked it into his belt, and turned to leave the alley, ignoring the villains who were still lying on the ground and humming.

Tonight's harvest isn't much, but it's the key – a new poison gas sample for the Scarecrow.

But this is not enough, so far Batman knows too little about the clues of this poison gas, and the information in his hands is limited to the disappearance of one of the world's top experts. Of course, the Scarecrow himself is also an expert in the spiritual realm and the field of chemistry, and it would be better if he could use his knowledge on the right path.

But it's not Jonathan who is missing. Klein, a professor, is another professor who has an absolute say in the field of the biological nervous system. Claude.

Not long after Professor Esma's disappearance, he received news that the Scarecrow had developed a new type of nerve gas, and the number of victims so far was five. Without exception, there was neuroatrophy...... No, strictly speaking, it is not atrophy, and the results of medical puncture tests have shown that the activity of nerve cells is reduced, but it is still within the normal range. It's just that there is a problem in the process of nerve signal conduction, so that the person has a situation where the brain cannot dominate the body.

Among the 5 victims, the mild symptoms looked like they were paralyzed in the lower half of their body, and they had no control over the lower half of their body. And the most serious one, who was almost diagnosed as vegetative, if it weren't for his mother's insistence that her son was transmitting distress signals through his eyes, and had not given up seeking medical treatment, and finally confirmed by the electroencephalogram and several authoritative experts in brain, neurology, and biology, he could indeed hear and see, but unfortunately he couldn't react, not that he didn't know how to react, but that the response signals he made could not be conducted normally.

According to the victims, they both received a letter and then opened it and suddenly felt numb in their arms, which has since developed into what it is now.

Although the most serious victim could not speak, according to his mother, he also received a letter, and he also had a habit of licking his fingers after tearing the envelope so that it was easy to rub the envelope, which is probably why his symptoms were so severe.

Now that a sample of the new poison gas is in hand, Batman now urgently needs to rush back to conduct an in-depth analysis of the poison gas, in addition to finding the scarecrow and the missing professor, it is also a top priority to research the antidote as soon as possible.

Batman mentally pondered his next steps as he walked towards the place where he had hidden the Batmobile.

The narrow, gray corners are enclosed in the surrounding buildings, and there are not even windows on one side of the wall facing the alley. This kind of blind spot is everywhere in the city, and the city's ancient history has created this unplanned clutter of old neighborhoods, which is one of the reasons for Gotham City's high crime rate.

As he approached the Batmobile, an unusual phenomenon brought Batman back from his thoughts, forcing him to stop approaching.

The blue pupils hidden behind the goggles narrowed, as if to make sure they weren't hallucinating because they had come into contact with a sample of the scarecrow's poison gas. Batman pulls out his idiosyncratic phone, which quietly displays several signs that he is very familiar with, but not the one he wants to see - an alarm.

The Batmobile is hidden in a nearby location when he acts, in order to make sure that some of his "friends" will not do something to his car when he is away, such as planting a tracker or a bomb or something, the Batmobile is covered with sensors, and if there is anything unusual, he will want to call the terminal in his hand, but at the moment the terminal in his hand does not have any prompts.

Instead of approaching the car directly, Batman hides himself in a dark corner and observes it carefully to make sure it's not a trap.

Soon a figure stood up from behind the car, not as Batman had expected, a strong man or some familiar face.

Just an ordinary boy who looks like he is in his teens, his thin body shows that he has been malnourished for a long time, but in this late autumn season, he is wearing a dirty and old white T-shirt that does not fit at first glance, and his dirty little face is rubbing the engine oil that should be attached to the bearings, and he is holding a wrench in his hand that is raised to wipe the water on his forehead........

Obviously, the wheels lying on the ground next to it, which have been separated from the main body of the Batmobile, should be the boy's masterpiece.

Batman frowned, the welfare home under the Wayne Group should not refuse any child, and there are always volunteers looking for such children on the street and bringing them back to the welfare home, so as to prevent them from being left out and falling victim to crime.

So... Did this kid miss it? Or is it some other reason?

Batman stood quietly behind the boy and said in a deep voice:

"You should know it's a Batmobile."

The boy was startled by the sudden voice behind him, and he turned to look at the ghostly man in horror, his big green eyes with a little fear but more calm.

Batman walked slowly towards the boy, but when he was less than an arm's length away from the boy, he was attacked by the boy, and the hand that had been hiding behind his back took the wrench and slammed it towards Batman's stomach.

Batman didn't dodge, although he looked fierce, but the impact that fell on his body couldn't even make his eyebrows wrinkle, and the slender arms showed that the boy had been malnourished for a long time, even if he was holding an iron wrench, but that kind of impact was not even an itch for Batman's equipment.

Batman stretched out his hand and easily lifted the imp who had attacked him and his car. Very light weight, let alone Batman, it would not be too difficult for any adult male to lift this weight.

The imp's stubborn eyes couldn't hide his fear, but even then he didn't take his eyes off Batman's face, which slightly aroused Batman's competitiveness.

A hungry gut whistle broke the tension, and the imp's pale face slowly flushed.

"Hungry?"

Batman let go of the boy and instead took out two sandwiches from the car that Alfred had prepared for him for a supper, and handed one of them to the boy. The boy didn't take it, still glaring at him warily, even though his stomach grew louder at the smell of the sandwich.

“.… Oh? Don't you eat it? ”

Batman put a sandwich to his mouth, took a bite and deliberately shook it in front of the boy and said:

"It's delicious..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the boy snatched the sandwich he had bitten and turned and ran into the fork, where he quickly disappeared under the cover of night.

Batman didn't chase her, it was very easy for him to find the boy, but now he had more important things to deal with.

After staring at the Batmobile, which was already missing two tires and one tire was in the process of being disassembled, Batman sent a message to the Batcave. Soon a large cargo box truck stopped at the entrance of the alley, dragged the Batmobile into the box and drove into the night.......

"Master Bruce, I still don't understand why he can remove the tire without triggering the alarm?"

In the Batcave, Alfred hadn't been able to recover from the news he had just gotten, the Batmobile had sensor alerts from the inside out, from top to bottom, and he had just checked that the sensors were not malfunctioning.

"The sensor is not attached to the connection between the tire and the bearing"

"But the words of violent dismantling.."

"Ah Fu, that kid is too thin, his strength is very small, in order to prevent false alarms, the sensor will not feel too low force as an alarm, and because he did not violently disassemble, although it took a little effort but the action is very skillful"

“... I see, I'll send a message to Lucius to fix this blind spot as soon as possible, but normally, no one will find out that the Batmobile will just disassemble the wheels......"

It's a hectic point, considering the usual behavior of Batman's enemies, the sensors on the Batmobile are only used to monitor what might happen if they are vandalized, towed away, bombs, bugs, trackers, etc....but they also didn't expect that someone would just hit the wheels after seeing the Batmobile..............

"Master Bruce, what are you looking for?"

Seeing Bruce constantly searching for something on his computer as soon as he returned, Alfred was a little strange.

"Ah Fu, I remember that Wayne has been sheltering street children."

"Of course, sir, Wayne's welfare home has thousands of volunteers who are responsible for finding the homeless children, but that doesn't mean that there won't be missed, of course, there is a possibility."

Alfred knew why Bruce was asking.

"I know that if he is not an orphan or a street child, it is likely to be someone's child."

Bruce turned to the Gotham Criminal Record File, and the kid was definitely no novice in removing tires, he must have done it more than once, and he might not have been caught once or twice.

Although there are many archival records, there are very few people with red hair and green eyes, and the system will feedback the search results after a while.

Looking at the feedback records, my father is a low-level little person who can be seen everywhere in Gotham, and he has basically done everything except killing, and his mother is unknown.

Looking at the emaciated boy in the photo in the record, with messy hair, dirty face, and holding a numbered plate that every criminal holds, below is his criminal record...... So far, the only recorded has been theft.

“... Sir, I don't think this kid is doing well."

Looking at the photo, Alfred spoke out about his feelings.