"Where's the stuff?"

In the wee hours of the morning, a nondescript garbage carrier docked at one of Gotham's many docks. Several men came out of it in high-end suits that did not match the garbage carrier at all. The group of people who had been waiting at the pier did not talk nonsense and asked the target directly after seeing the person coming.

A man with a head in front of him glanced at the formation, tilted his head to indicate that the cargo was in the ship behind, and then asked in stiff English:

"Where's the money?"

Hearing this, a leader-like man here raised his chin, and several followers with suitcases walked out of the crowd, opening the suitcases in their hands to display the contents of the suitcases.

The man glanced at the suitcases and said a few words of Italian to the people behind him, and a few of his attendants stepped down from them, walked to the suitcases containing the money, and began to count them.

At the same time, the hatch on one side of the garbage carrier slowly opened, and through the gap in the hatch, you could see neatly stacked containers.

A few followers here followed the leader into the cabin, and casually pried open a few containers to check the contents of the contents.

Soon both sides finished counting their goods. The man in black returned to his side with a suitcase full of money, and the men here began to direct the unloading.

When all the containers were unloaded, the leader-like man commanded the people to check all the contents of the containers, and after making sure that all the goods were here, he said to a younger brother beside him:

"Give Black Mask a call, he's getting impatient!"

Black Mask was sitting in his office at the moment, looking out the window, and the bodyguard standing behind him didn't even dare to breathe. A brisk phone call was particularly abrupt in this oppressive space.

The black-masked secretary answered the phone, and the message from the receiver made her speak a little faster. After hanging up the phone, the secretary conveyed this "good news" to Black Mask:

"Sir, there is news from Ben that the goods have arrived at the dock and will be delivered to the designated location soon."

"Oh?"

This news obviously made Black Mask feel good, and the tone of the rhetorical question was relaxed and cheerful, which made several bodyguards present secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Listen, do you know how much that cyborg cost me?"

No one dared to answer Black Mask's question, and Black Mask didn't care if his question was answered, and was still talking to himself almost frantically.

"It's not just things that money can buy, but the list I have in my hand includes all sorts of crazy people and dictators all over the world, and that clown actually stole it from me! Whose money is it that is being lost?!! ”

"Your"

"Yes, my, my money! Forget about that, he also lured the bat out and blew up my baby cyborg's head directly, and when I got it back, at least I could dismantle it and sell it for parts, but what about the black bat? He actually took it for me! ”

"Yes, Batman has a penchant for loot gathering"

Black Mask's anger seemed to be of no use to his secretary, who answered in due course. Who knew that Batman had a penchant for collecting loot, such as the penguin's crutches, the Joker's corsage, double-sided coins, and so on.

The secretary's calmness seemed to affect Black Mask as well, and after taking a deep breath, he calmed down and said:

"Listen, I don't care who that clown is"

"Red Hood"

"Who cares who he is, I just want his life, there can be no more mistakes in tonight's goods, report me the transportation itinerary"

"Okay, just in case this time it will be transported by heavy helicopter, permission to fly has been obtained.........."

The secretary's calm voice said the planned route of this transportation, and Black Mask listened to all the transportation plans with satisfaction, he had always been very satisfied with his secretary's ability.

In addition to the Black Mask, there were two other people who were also listening to the transportation plan. One is Batman, and the other ....

"Hmph, interesting...."

Red Hood stood on the rooftop, holding binoculars and looking at the "farce" unfolding in the building opposite, and the Black Mask's plan had all fallen into his ears.

What he needs now is to make a plan, in addition to snatching the Black Mask shipment, but also to have a plan against the old guy.... I'm afraid there's one more to deal with, and that blue bird has been in Gotham lately. Jason squinted at the two pictures on the wall and said in an impatient tone:

"If it's in the way, don't blame me for being rude...."

Nightwing sits on top of an old house, sipping hot coffee in his hand while monitoring the movements of the warehouse opposite.

"Ah, I know that there must be a problem with Gotham's big sun"

The sunny day turned out to be a sudden drop in temperature over the past few days, and of course precipitation. Looking up at the dark sky, there was no doubt that there must be another rain tonight.

The telescope's camera panned to see Batman coming with him from the darkness nearby, and he didn't even find a shadow of Batman where he had gone.

This place belongs to Black Mask, and according to the news of that day, the shipment will be delivered here tonight. But it's not just that shipment that he's squatting with Batman here. According to their guess, Red Hood will definitely do something to this shipment.

The guy was quite well-informed, though it's not certain if he used a bug to steal information like them, or if he had a special channel. But judging from the clues he can get about the Black Mask's movements every time, he must know about the Black Mask's shipment.

The sound of a helicopter could be heard in the air, but the figure of the Red Hood still did not appear.

"Do you want to wait?"

With a flick of the communicator, Nightwing asked if he wanted to act. It would be very troublesome to wait for the goods to enter the Black Mask warehouse and then get them out, the Black Mask guy has a legal license to sell weapons, but he usually sells far more goods than the sales permit given to him.

"Waiting"

Batman's characteristic voice came out of the communicator, and Nightwing searched around again but couldn't find where the man was hiding.

The sound of the helicopter is getting louder and louder. The heavy transport plane grew larger and larger within Nightwing's telescope, and soon Nightwing felt the airflow from the propellers.

Did they guess wrong? Will the Red Hood appear this time?

Watching the planes slowly land on the tarmac, Nightwing is ready and ready to move at any time.

The propellers of the plane slowed down and then gradually stopped. One of the security guards waiting below walked over and pulled open the hatch and got inside.

Nightwing was wondering why the others wouldn't follow along to carry things when Batman's voice came over the communicator:

"Action"

Nightwing, who reacted instantly, took advantage of the darkness to approach his target.

Sure enough, the personnel in charge of transporting the plane were thrown out of the plane, and then the propellers started again, and the plane began to fly towards the sky again.

"You're right, this guy has been here for a long time"

Looking at the security guards who were still standing motionless, the fool knew what was going on. Nightwing said to Batman with a spear gun out of nowhere.

"Hurry up and get to work!"

"Okay, you know what? What I miss most about you is your gadgets."

Nightwing, who was talking witticisms, didn't stop working on his hands, and before the plane flew out of range, the spear with the steel cable was nailed to the helicopter's door.

“.... I thought you weren't coming."

The red hood sitting on the cockpit of the plane glanced at the two people below, and a pleasant smile leaked from the corner of his mouth hidden behind the mask:

"If you are too soft-hearted, you will suffer a big loss, if I aim at the chassis of the plane, I will shoot"

He pulled out a remote control and pressed it down, and the small bomb placed around the frame of the door that had been shot through made a slight explosion, just enough to blow up the perimeter of the hatch. The hatch, which had lost its strength, was violently pulled by the rope and fell to the ground.

"I'm a big ¥%¥, is this kid crazy? Actually planted bombs on planes transporting explosives!! ”

Nightwing was stunned by this guy's actions, the helicopter was full of weapons and ammunition, if something went wrong, the whole plane would be detonated, didn't he want to die?

"That guy is proficient in bombs, he's just very confident in himself"

“... Can't refute"

Anyone who dares to do such a thing is either a crazy clown or a guy who has absolute confidence in his skills. Anyway, Nightwing prefers the latter, because the former is an unreasonable lunatic, and the latter may be able to communicate.

Losing its uncontrolled pulling force, the transport plane climbed rapidly and flew away quickly into the distance under the gaze of the two men.

"Don't tell me, your plane is under maintenance"

Nightwing asks Batman with a bit of sarcasm. The Batmachine was certainly not under maintenance, so it quickly appeared in Nightwing's field of vision.

And this time, the same time, Nightwing was left on the ground by Batman alone, chasing his target alone.

“... Do you want to die if you say come with me? Will you die?!! ”

Alone and left behind, Nightwing could only jump to his feet and complain in the cold wind.

“.... Sure enough, something troublesome....."

Hearing the movement behind him, Red Hood knew that the most troublesome thing was coming, but he was also prepared, lowering the altitude of the helicopter and flying as close to the sea as possible.

After a few clicks of the switch, he opened the hatch on the back butt of this large helicopter, and manipulated the plane to make a few movements, which easily threw out the cargo placed behind.

Batman saw Red Hood's move and immediately sensed his purpose, and also lowered his flight altitude and flew towards him quickly.

After shaking off the cargo, the Red Hood maneuvered around the helicopter and flew straight in the direction of the batmachine. When he saw that the distance was about the same, he switched the flight mode to automatic straight flight, and then walked out of the missing hatch and stood on the landing gear of the aircraft.

Looking at the Batmachine getting closer and closer, Red Hood raised his right hand and aimed at the cockpit of the Batmachine and fired a few shots, then turned around and quickly jumped into the dark ocean.

The Batmachine's superior performance allowed it to nimble away from the unmanned helicopter, but lost the figure that had been swallowed by the sea.

Hurriedly turned on the heat source tracking radar, searched for targets in the icy waters, but found nothing.