"Master Bruce, are you going out again tonight?"

Alfred, who was riding the elevator to the Batcave, asked.

The old butler thought that after successfully stopping the Shadow Warrior Alliance, Batman would be able to rest for a while.

"See the searchlights on the top floor of the Gotham Police Department? The city needs me. ”

Bruce, who has changed into a Batman uniform, said.

Although the Shadow Warriors Alliance was wiped out, and Talia El Gul was imprisoned in the Black Gate Prison, Gotham did not return to peace.

As Leo, who stood on the roof of the Wayne Group that night, said, fear evokes memories that people have buried in their hearts, stimulates their subconscious impulses to release violence, and opens the floodgates of accumulated emotions.

After the fear gas spreads through the city, Gotham's crime rate begins to skyrocket.

And Batman's work at night has become more busy.

The only good news may be that the Gotham Police Department has gradually recognized the existence of Batman.

After the tragic death of Captain Loche, Gordon was naturally promoted and raised, and he rose from a police detective to the leader of the police force.

And the newly appointed Director Erin, she is not as hostile to Batman as the previous one.

not only ordered the disbandment of the task force, but also tacitly acquiesced to Gordon, who was already a hero of the police force, and made a huge and bright bat searchlight on the roof of the building.

In short, at least when Batman goes out, he doesn't have to think about how to get out of the police.

The roaring engine resounded in the Bat Cave, and the steel-like behemoth burst out of the waterfall curtain and roared towards Gotham in the distance.

…………

In the dark night sky, a bat-like light and shadow appeared.

With a cup of hot coffee, Gordon leaned against the edge of the rooftop, staring at the bustling city beneath his feet.

Time is the medicine that erases everything, and even after the invasion of the Shadow Warrior Alliance, people seem to be quickly putting it behind them.

It was as if that dark night full of fear had never happened at all, and everyone went about their lives as usual.

Wow!

Batman raised his hand and tapped on the searchlight, waking Gordon out of his wandering thoughts.

"How did you come up with this?"

Batman asked in his usual raspy voice.

"Before Mr. White left, he said maybe I could get a symbol of Batman and let the people in the city know that he was everywhere when night fell!"

Gordon lowered his head and took a sip of his hot coffee and said forcefully, "I think he's right." The presence of Batman can make citizens dare to go out at night, so that they can walk in the dark alleys with a sense of security. ”

"You've changed the status quo in the city, the police are no longer openly taking bribes, the gangsters are reined in, and people see a glimmer of hope."

"It's not enough."

Batman shook his head.

What he did wasn't enough to make Gotham a better tomorrow.

This is just the first step.

Next, there needs to be a more complete plan.

He had an in-depth conversation with Leo before he left Gotham.

Relying solely on masked heroes and vigilantes to maintain justice is obviously unrealistic and difficult to do.

This requires the power of justice, and fortunately there is Gordon willing to help him.

"What's Batman's mission tonight?"

Gordon looked sideways at Gotham at night, and in the corner where the bright lights were not shining, evil was happening from time to time.

"I'll go and have a look at Naho Island."

Batman replied succinctly.

Despite the re-entry of the Falcone family, it was not easy to establish stability in that mixed slum.

"Nai Ho Island? That place is really messy, not only Nai Ho Island, after the Maroni family was imprisoned, Sullivan Island was ...... by a gang again"

Gordon held the paper cup in both hands, then turned his head to look behind him, and saw that Batman had disappeared.

As if he was used to this situation, he lowered his head and smiled.

Looking up at the bat projection in the night sky, Gordon's eyes lit up with a look of anticipation.

The bright future he longed for is now becoming a reality.

"The bad days are over."

The detective said with heartfelt emotion.

…………

"Bad day......

A man with a sad face stood by the cesspool of the chemical plant, a filthy and green pool of stinking water, distorting and blurring his figure.

Today is undoubtedly a long and difficult one for him.

A failed comedian who trembles down the path of crime for the sake of his pregnant wife and upcoming child.

If this part is made into a movie, it will probably be a common routine in Hollywood cop movies.

From the helplessness of the little people, coupled with the fetters and constraints of family affection, two completely different endings are given.

Either wake up and usher in salvation; Either you give up sin and return to your family.

But life is often more absurd than a story, and it doesn't need logic.

Just a few hours ago, the police found the man and told him the sad news.

It's as if fate had told a bad joke about a husband who lost his wife and a father who lost his unborn child.

The only thing the man gained was that he was about to embark on the path of crime with two robbers.

The sarcastic laughter seemed to linger in his ears, and the reason why he went from being a failed comedian to being an accomplice to a robber.

I just want to pay the rent and change my pregnant wife to a more comfortable place, and I don't have to endure the damp and cold dilapidated house anymore, and I don't have to endure the cold and contemptuous stinging eyes of the landlady.

Men think they don't ask for much, but life is stingy with giving.

And also snatched the only thing from him.

Family and hope!

"It's awful......"

He muttered under his breath, immersed in the nostalgia for his wife.

But those two accomplices didn't care, they just wanted this temporarily found comedian to lead the way into the inside of the chemical plant and make this deal!

"Dude, don't think about what has happened, you're going to make a fortune soon!"

The tall and thin man stuffed a barrel-like red hood on the man's head, which was a good marker for the gang to commit crimes before.

Criminals in Gotham are always like that, unlike other places where they can rob banks with black stockings and guns.

Instead, choose a symbol that represents you, such as a question-mark-like cane and a green suit, or a scarecrow-like mask and fear gas.

The same goes for the Red Hoods.

Even though they are only third-rate gangs, members who do not enter the stream.

But the gangsters also have dreams, maybe one day the red hood can become a symbol representing Gotham criminals like the Penguin Man and the Black Mask.

"Don't underestimate this red hood, here are two red lenses made of double-way mirrors, which won't obstruct your vision, very clever design, isn't it? Only the most important person in the gang will be put on by us. ”

"yes, man, this is your debut, don't mess it up!"

The man put on a red hood, his vision turned red, and his voice was indistinct.

"You said there was no security around the perimeter, and we could sneak into the factory owner's office - there's a safe there, right?"

The two accomplices cut through the barbed wire fence and filled their heads with the money in the safe.

The man nodded, and his words echoed in the red hood, buzzing, "Yes...... I think that's right. ”

"Probably not! Dude, you've got to make sure you're right! ”

He walked forward as if he had been held hostage by two accomplices, like a puppet pulling the strings.

After his wife encountered an accident, he originally wanted to quit, but no matter how much money he had, there was no point in making more money.

But fate won't ask for your consent, and the torrent continues to roll forward with the little people who are powerless to resist.

Boom!

The man stumbled ahead, and as he passed the lauter groove, a gunshot rang out.

He looked around nervously, but all he could see was a blurry image.

Immediately afterward, the two accomplices were heard cursing and swearing, as well as the shouts of security guards and the sound of shooting.

"Damn, didn't you say there was no security?"

"For God's sake, this idiot has messed things up again!"

The panicked three men fled like headless flies, and then the tall and thin man was shot and fell to the ground.

"You ...... Don't catch me! He's our boss, he's Red Hood! ”

The frightened short man screamed, and although the man couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, he knew from the words that he had been betrayed.

"I'm not ......"

The security guards didn't listen to the stupid thieves and continued to shoot.

The man hurriedly ran onto the steel shelf of the chemical plant's pool, stumbling and panicking.

He didn't understand why—

Why do accomplices sell themselves, why does the pregnant wife have an accident, why ...... He will lose everything!

The piercing and sharp sneer seemed to ring in his ears again.

At first it was low, then it grew louder.

Like an electric drill, it rumbles and reverberates in the head.

The man ran as hard as he could, trying to avoid the bullets behind him, and even more so to get away from the nightmare.

Maybe when you wake up, everything is back to normal......

"Don't come here...... I didn't do anything, it's not true! ”

The gunfire suddenly stopped, and the man saw a bat monster in his red vision.

The pointed ears raised high, the cloak like wings, and the sharp claws, the whole image was distorted into a demon in hell.

And the other party is closing in on him!

The man was incoherent, and he kept backing until he hit the railing, lost his balance, and fell into the waste pool of the Evolution Factory.

"Poof"!

A short descent has reached the end!

The cold, suffocating sensation enveloped him, rising and sinking with the current.

The pitch black environment, with a pungent stench, seemed to drift in the dead river of hell until it fell through the pipe that drained the sewage.

The man gasped and climbed ashore, and with all his strength he ripped off the red hood from his head, the itching and burning spreading to the surface of his skin.

"I've got to get rid of this helmet so I can ......"

The man's voice came to an abrupt halt as he knelt in the mud.

He stared in amazement at the vague reflection in the puddle, as if the taut string had snapped and some fragile belief had collapsed.

It was a nightmarish day that took everything a man held dear, and then shattered the world he once lived in.

He stared blankly, and everything he saw was like a fragment of a mirror, no longer complete!

Twisted, crazy, evil......

Chaotic emotions boil and scream, and indulge in the mind.

The man clutched his hair tightly with both hands, and the events of the day flashed back in front of his eyes as quickly as if they had been edited.

"I messed up a joke ......"

"Dude, the opportunity to get rich is coming......"

"Sir, your wife ......"

"Catch him! He's the Red Hood! ”

"I'm not ......"

Memories came up like an icy tide, slowly engulfing his entire body, and finally engulfing him.

A low chuckle came from the man's mouth, and the corners of his mouth pushed upwards to the sides, as if he had heard a wonderful joke.

Wheezing laughter, whimpering laughter, hoarse laughter, as if squeezed out of the throat.

The man looked at Gotham in the distance, and it stood silently, glowing as usual.

I don't know how long, but the laughter died down.

This terrible day has finally passed.