Volume 1: First Kiss Roll - Stage Curtain Chapter 42: The Puppeteer (10)
The cold wind howled, the night of Gotham City, quiet and heavy, and their actions had already caught the attention of the Dark Knight.
"I don't know, what's going on with Mr. Cai." Brad sat upright in his chair and opened himself a bottle of wine at the top of the tall building, staring down at the swaying liquor in his glass, his eyes showing a different emotion.
Bang bang bang! Footsteps sounded behind me.
Brad smiled slightly, picked up another glass and filled it with wine, raised the glass, and turned back.
"Oh! Welcome, Mr. Bruce Wayne! β
"What are you talking about? Brad! For what, you have to do such a thing. The hoarse voice, like a patient with terminal throat cancer, asked Brad.
Under Batman's mask, he only saw sharp eyes, sophisticated equipment and familiar dress, and when he heard Brad's words directly reveal his identity, he insisted on concealing it.
"Don't worry, I'm going to give you the wine, don't live up to my kindness." Brad avoided the topic, handed the cup over, smiled brightly, and even got up and bent down and bowed in a friendly manner, like a gentleman.
Batman hesitated for a few seconds and took the drink, perhaps no longer worried, but his posture was always on guard against any surprise attack, and if Brad made any unusual moves, he would be subdued by a torrential rain.
"You know what? I used to admire you. I hadn't thought before, a playboy, with the act of saving the world. Brad drank quietly and walked to the edge of the upper floors of the building, looking at the city with emotion, but a contemptuous sneer on his lips.
He knew that he would leave this world completely with just one step, but he wouldn't, and he didn't have to give up his life so that he wouldn't tell the truth.
"However, now, you have become a criminal from a driver who serves the city diligently." Batman said lightly, the repeated planned explosions have lost a lot of police force, but fortunately, the police have arrived at Arkham Asylum, and he thinks that this incident will soon be quelled, and he only needs to arrest the person in front of him.
"Hahaha! Listen, what are you talking about! That's why I became what the man said I am! That sentence seemed to stimulate Brad's heart, he covered his forehead, laughed helplessly, and even threw the cup on the ground, angry, confronted Batman.
It's just too ridiculous, for Brad.
"You don't understand anything at all! The heir to a rich family! And for justice? Brad was emotionally charged as he gestured to the city below, the buildings in it, "I've been deceiving myself and numbing myself with those ridiculous ideals. β
Looking at Brad's distorted face, Batman interrupted, but his words were rarely fluctuating, and asked, "I don't understand, isn't this city getting better and better?" As long as there is no criminal's filth, the environment will take its course and make people happy. β
What he got was Brad's mocking disdain, and he snorted coldly: "Hahaha, naΓ―ve." β
He paused, his eyes flashing with a frenzied look of anticipation, "In my opinionβ" he shuffled, "A new system is needed here, a new city built by the [Puppeteers]!" β
I don't know why, the word [puppeteer] brings a strong sense of unknown to Batman, and Brad's words are like a declaration, which completely sets off a dark tide.
"Don't worry, your buddy, you'll be subdued by Robin." Batman shook his head, disapproving, and cornered Brad into the middle of nowhere, taking a step and making an elbow to knock him out.
But Brad glanced at him coldly, and with a crazy laugh, he spit out the last words: "We'll meet again, in a sense." Hahahaha. β
He retreated, his body falling like a kite with a broken string.
Batman lay on the ground, staring at the young face.
Suddenly, a huge balloon puffed up from Brad's clothes, and with a bang, it turned into fireworks, like thick blood.
"What is this!" He let out a shocked mouth, and the look of his eyes began to take on a hint of solemnity, and the fireworks formed a large outline, substantial and clear, the puppet with broken limbs, linked by blood-colored silk threads, and his facial features distorted with a mysterious smile, as if staring at him.
But it dissipated like an illusion, Batman was silent, and for a while, with his superb skills, he did indeed find that the bursting ceremonial flowers did not leave a trace of strangeness, he was puzzled, so he answered the phone somewhere, and said in a warning tone: "This is Robin, the ...... who calls himself [Puppeteer]"
"I know! Criminal, Mr. Cai, am I right? Do you want to add a word about treading carefully? My dear Robin. β
But it was an Asian man's voice, as if to make it deliberately understand, and the tone had a strong Chinese English flavor.
Batman, oh no, Robin One, was angry, an ominous premonition, his mood was no longer calm, and he roared in a low voice, "What did you do!" β
But not far from the madhouse, in the exploding tunnel, Cai hummed a song, glanced at the corpse, and stepped on the bloody head with one foot, the handsome and sturdy young man no longer stood up, Cai smiled happily, took the charred black mask, and coaxed like a child: "Oh, don't worry? I will say that a shoddy place is not very fun, and it is worthy of [Him] who does what he wants. β
"You're provoking them." The man who looked at him coldly and remained silent suddenly spoke, but Cai glared at him angrily, rubbed the blood on the man's hospital gown with one hand, and squinted his eyes affectionately: "I think, you can not speak, best words, Edward." β
The Riddler lowered his head and felt a deep chill, but he stubbornly said disdainfully, "You just killed one, unqualified Robin, and you are not worthy of my obedience." Trust me, Robin is not a simple person. β
"Oh~ really?" Cai suddenly showed a little fear in his eyes, "Ah, I'm so scared!" Edward, tell me what to do, okay! He was cowardly, but his expression was finally hideous, he patted the wrinkles at the corners of the riddler's clothes, and said lightly: "I'm just looking at the situation, you can be a little useful, don't be self-righteous." β
As he spoke, Cai shot at the riddler's head, and fired without hesitation, the bullet grazed Edward's face, leaving a deep black imprint.
"He really wanted to kill me just now!" The Riddler was horrified inside, but calm on the surface, and he now understood that perhaps the man who called himself the puppeteer had released him just for fun.
Cai waved his hand, "You can go." β
Edward felt that he should leave this madman, and he vaguely felt that Tsai was too much like the clown, the clown, who was already dead.
The madman never tells the reason for right and wrong, holding me so smart, I shouldn't waste my life with the madman, Edward just left, he walked with his back to Cai, collected the marks on his face, his expression was slowly indifferent, and his distorted face was, "Wait and see, you guys!" β
But Cai didn't care, it was also planned to let go of the Riddler, but unfortunately there was no one in the madhouse he needed, so he simply let go of a few interesting people.
The keen Robin, already in the distance, had already heard it clearly, and knew that the Riddler had been let go, and he vaguely felt that it was not that simple.
Hmm, Cai cleared his throat, looked playful, and dragged out the words: "So good sir." Mind you, I'm going to leave a word, it means your decision. Listen carefully: the pearl of the tower, turn right and wrong upside down, and there is no hope in the deep water. Hahaha, don't underestimate me! β
After saying that, he smashed the mask and smashed it, and got up and left.
Robin was left in the distance, deeply silent.
It seems that this tricky thing is not just big trouble.