Jason's death was his fault, and the tattered uniform sat alone next to the Batcave computer, a constant reminder of his stupidity. Alfred worries that he won't be able to get out of his pain, Clark worries that he will sink into a low state of revenge, and Catwoman accuses him of not letting go of the past, but he always thought it was just that they were too worried.

He will come out of it, learn from Jason's incident, and will never make the same mistake twice, the uniform placed in the bat cave is to remind himself not to make the same mistake at all times, but he will definitely come out, he is no longer the little boy who is defenseless and powerless, and he is no longer the little ghost who is helpless and can only wait for others to arrange, so he will definitely come out, he himself has always thought so.

[The person who doesn't know you in the world is yourself]

Who said this? When he saw this sentence, he scoffed, how could there be anyone in this world who knew himself better than himself.

But reality slapped him in the face, and maybe he didn't know as much about himself as anyone who really looked at him, maybe even Gordon, who could barely be considered an ally.

Before he realized it, those who loved him and cared for him had already discovered that he had not gotten rid of Jason's incident at all.

"If it was just a mistake for him, it would be much easier"

Zatana's words still lingered in her ears.

Bane is a formidable enemy, and when he is used as an opponent, there can be no carelessness. When Bane's fist slammed into the wall again, the pain in his body proved this fact once again.

Knell's knife was extracted with no ordinary hallucinogen, and he clearly felt his abnormal heartbeat and unusually excited impulses, something affecting his judgment.

Bane's brute force had trapped him tightly in the cracked wall, and if it weren't for the uniform and the armor on his head, he believed he would have been covered in shattered fractures and a concussion, if not dead.

"What am I in your eyes? Your fists are weak like a chick! ”

Bane's sneering tone came from the face that didn't belong to him, but it didn't give Batman any courage to refute.

Jason who will come out will be a warning sign for him, but it won't affect anything about Batman, he has always been so convinced. But when faced with an enemy with Jason's face, his conviction paled in comparison.

He could fight back, his right hand was trapped, but he still had his left hand. Bane's face is within the range of his left hand's attack, as long as he punches him hard in the jaw, even Bane will definitely show his flaws, he can seize that little gap to regain the initiative, and then start to counterattack.

But the fist that was swung up, but he never had the courage to smash down, he was Bane, he was Bane, hallucinogens did not affect his hearing, and the way he felt the attack on his body also proved that this man was Bane.

But reason and emotion are not always on the same frequency, even if he repeatedly tells his body that this person is Bane, there must be a tube in the back of his head, pull it out, cut it off, and he will win.

But when his fist faced the face of "Jason", he never had the courage to smash it with all his might.

"It was so easy!"

"Jason's" face mocked Bane's voice as he wantonly taunted what had once been his greatest rival.

A gunshot rang out, and someone came, as if it wasn't one person, it was a lot of people. After a few hard blows to Bane's fist, Bruce's mind was a little confused.

Bane didn't seem surprised by the arrival, and turned his head to talk to them. The gunshots continued to ring, and the person who came was sure that it was not the same purpose as Bane.

Bruce shook his head, unsure if it was because of the beating or if the effects of the drug had become stronger, and he felt his ears become less sensitive.

After pulling out a smoke grenade from his belt and detonating it, he broke free from Bane's control and quickly moved to safety.

Behind him came a chaotic burst of gunfire and a cacophony of talking. The confused mind struggled to discern the message of each sentence in it. In the end, one thing that can only be determined is that they are all coming for him.

The line of sight became blurred, trying to maintain his reason, and the Batcave communication was connected until Alfred's voice came out of the microphone:

"Sir, is there anything wrong?"

Alfred's voice sounded like it had come out of the storm, and it really didn't really sound like it.

"Lock my place and pick me up"

When he opened his mouth, he found that his tongue seemed to have been anesthetic, and he stiffly spit out the sentence from his mouth.

When Alfred heard Bruce's extremely unusual tone, he hurriedly mobilized the satellite to lock on to Bruce's location. While eagerly trying to get his current condition from the newsletter.

Bruce stumbled down the narrow alleyway, where he remembered that he had a secret safe house, small rooms all over Gotham, which he had set up to hide his identity, just hide there and wait for Alfred to come.

The chaotic brain directs the disobedient limbs, and the images and voices of his parents, as well as the scene of Jason's murder, are constantly intertwined and reflected on his retina.

In the end, he still didn't get to the predetermined position, he wasn't even sure if he was going in the right direction, and the whole person fell into the muddy alleyway.

In a blurred vision, the boy's shadow came towards him again, and this time instead of passing over him, he walked over to him and crouched down.

Stared at him for a long time with the same green eyes as he remembered, then turned his head to look to the side, and said in a female voice:

"What do we do now? Riddler? ”

The Riddler looked at the man lying on the ground, listened to the lively noise in the distance, and then said to the Riddler:

"Take Him Away"

The Riddle Woman, who was given the order, commanded several minions to carry Batman into their nearby car. Then he drove the vehicle away from this land of right and wrong.

"What are we going to do now?"

The Riddle Girl looked at Batman in a comatose state and asked the man next to her.

She had never been able to understand why the Riddler was doing this, and she was even a little unable to understand why the Riddler was involved in the Penguin's plans. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, not even the slightest benefit, and of course the elimination of Batman is good news for the underground forces of all Gotham.

"Do what?"

The Riddler likewise looked at the man who was thrown on the ground and asked in turn.

When the Penguin approached him to tell him about his plan, the only thing he was interested in was whether Batman really had a weakness.

He never thought the Penguins were perfect, and the criminals of Gotham never knew what cooperation was.

Getting rid of Batman is the common goal of all criminals, but it is the nature of Gotham criminals to get the most benefits, and he guessed before the hunt began, these guys will definitely fight for more interests, and the Penguin Man himself understands this, but it has nothing to do with him.

"Boss, this belt is shining all the time"

One of the minions noticed the strange phenomenon on Batman's belt and said.

"Ah, that's probably a signal he sent to his accomplices"

Batman is always alone, so many people think of him as a person, but Riddler thinks that he has an extremely large team behind him, those high-tech equipment sources, or those Batmobiles, Batplanes, and Batsubmarines that don't know where to hide.

"So what are we going to do here and wait?"

The Riddle Girl asked again uncertainly. This time the Riddler didn't answer her question, but slowly walked over to Batman and crouched down.

Stretching out his right hand, he touched it up along the pitch-black armor.

The touch of his fingers told him that these were definitely not ordinary alloys or fabrics. It feels like rubber to the touch, but it doesn't have the elasticity of rubber when pressed hard, this polymer material is absolutely top-notch, maybe the penguin people's guess is partly correct, these are probably not the products of science and technology on the earth.

The Riddler's hand eventually rests on Batman's mask.

Just uncover it to find out if he's Bruce as he suspected. Wayne himself, or a completely unfamiliar face.

The Riddler's actions attracted the attention of the minions, and everyone looked at this side curiously, Batman's identity is simply a big legend in Gotham, and no one is not curious about who this dark knight is. The Riddler's hand remained on the dark mask, but never lifted it.

“.. Forget it, it feels boring to just uncover the mystery. ”

Eventually, the Riddler gave up on unmasking that, his pride not allowing himself to win so much boredom. He had countless guesses, and no matter how he reasoned, the final conclusion pointed to one - Bruce. Wayne.

Batman's equipment is all high-tech, and even if it's a super genius, it takes money to make it, and secondly, those vehicles that don't know where to hide at all, but can always appear from anywhere, and the maintenance of those little guys also needs money. The batmangs thrown by Batman are never recycled, he has one in his hand, whether it is strength or toughness, it can be described as expensive, plus those surveillance systems all over Gotham that don't know where they are hidden, these things require huge financial resources to support.

Even if Bruce. Wayne isn't Batman himself, and Batman is definitely the same as Bruce. Wayne has some kind of relationship. can support equipment of this scale, the whole of Gotham... No, there are not a few forces in the whole of America that can do that.

"Huh? Just let him go? ”

"Why, do you still want to wait for the Metropolis to come?"

"Uh..."

"Gone"

Unable to know Batman's true identity, the minions walked outside with some reluctance.

The Riddler looked at Batman who was still lying on the ground and said:

"At least this time I know you're a human, but my pride doesn't allow me to lose to AI..."