Gotham, early in the morning, the first rays of sunlight pierce the darkness, as if everything last night is buried in this warm sunshine, but only those who have experienced that night know that there is no going back.

Bruce stood at the top of Wayne Tower, at the turn of darkness and dawn, he stood there alone, looking at the baking in the distance, the red light stained Gotham's baking red like a burning gate, and the whole half-asleep city, only made him feel indescribable loneliness.

He became a hero again, he saved 45 children and women before the explosion, but he lost a comrade he thought was an opponent, but after knowing that he and the Joker died in the well, Bruce really knew that maybe the two people who died in the explosion were the two people in the city who understood him best.

No, no friends, no rivals, no more.

In the early morning wind, which was still a little dim, he reached out and took off his bat helmet and looked at everything in front of him with the most realistic attitude, the Joker was dead, the red devil died with him, and the gangsters in the city had been completely wiped out, Batman

"Let him be history. ”

He stretched out his hand and flicked it slightly, and the armor flew far through the air, and the letter detonator placed in it was activated.

"Bang"

A cloud of fireworks appeared in the sky above Gotham, and after that fire, dawn came, and Bruce had already turned away.

"Our city has been threatened so terribly that even I myself was almost killed in an evil conspiracy, and we have lost so much. ”

In Gotham's central square, Mayor Nestor stood on the podium, and in front of him, all the celebrities of the entire Gotham, as well as the growing number of citizens, stood there, mourning those who had died in the past month.

"Our city is also under threat to conscience and morality!"

Mayor Nestor raised his left hand, "The safety of all of us is in the most brutal danger at a time when the dark storm unleashed by the Joker is raging, and that the madman is trying to prove that everyone is as weak as he is, that everyone is as ugly as he is, and that when he gives each other the detonators of innocent citizens and prisoners, he is challenging the civilized order of Gotham." ”

"But I know we're not going to be beaten so easily!"

The mayor's hands were closed, he waved his fist in the air three times, and his voice became sonorous, "I know that the flame of civilization in society will not be extinguished so easily!"

"Our citizens have held on to the last bottom line of morality, we didn't kill others to win our survival, we held out until after midnight, this is not only a victory for Gotham, but also the most glorious benefit of civilization to chaos. ”

"We proved to the Joker that Gotham is not so easy to crush!"

Everyone cheered, and the celebrities did not hesitate to applaud themselves at this moment, because this is all that actually happened, the two detonators were not pressed until midnight, and the citizens of Gotham, and even those criminals, stuck to the last bottom line.

In the modern world, this in itself can be said to be a legend.

But the mayor's speech was not over yet, he took a deep breath and whispered,

"But we can't ignore the fact that in this ugly war, we also lost a lot, not only the brave detectives who stood up for evil who were not afraid of the Joker, but also a true Knight of Light in Gotham for years, who brought us hope and the rule of law, but he did not escape the Joker's moss in the end. ”

"And the hero who has been fighting crime for the past year, he is like a knight in the darkness of Gotham, he protects our city at night, he stands up bravely when we are afraid of clowns, he does not compromise, even when we retreat out of fear, he still does not admit defeat. ”

"Harvey Dent and Batman fought off the Joker's persecution of innocent people, and the latter died with the Joker in the flames, we must not forget what they did for us, we must not forget everything we have done for our lives now. ”

Mayor Nestor's left hand grabbed the black cloth covering the sculpture behind him, and he gently pulled it down, revealing a sculpture in the central plaza.

It's a sculpture of Harvey Dent and Batman fighting the Joker, and all three characters are portrayed in a way that truly looks like a confrontation between good and evil, and most importantly, in the official propaganda, all three are dead.

"Gotham will never forget that dark day. ”

Erecting a monument to the deceased heroes, no one will naturally object to this, not to mention, these three people are all people who have a great influence on Gotham.

And outside the central banknote, on a chair outside the crowd, a neat man in a black suit was sitting there reading the newspaper, and the local newspapers in Gotham were all paraphrasing and commenting on this "battle between good and evil", although it was the same, but this man still read it with relish.

With a large glass of watermelon juice in his hand, he read the newspaper and drank his drink through a straw.

And beside him, sat a woman in a long black dress and a hat, she had long, slightly curled burgundy hair, from the brim of the hat, you could see the delicate chin and plump lips, this must be a big beauty, even if she sat there, she attracted the attention of many passing men.

"It's ironic. ”

She played with something in her hand and said, "These people are gathered here, excited by the nonsense of a man who knows nothing, and look at their expressions, do they really believe the fairy tale told by the mayor?"

She snorted disdainfully,

"I was on the Flyer, they voted 174:35, and more than twenty people abstained, if we hadn't defused the bomb, they would have blown those prisoners to pieces, and there is still a face here to declare that they are sticking to the bottom line of civilization?"

"Batman left the arena early, and the Red Devil and the Joker died together, but you see, where do they mention Seber Hawke even a word because he shot a greedy bastard in front of everyone, that's their fairness, that's their "humanity". ”

"It's ironic. ”

"Natasha, this is politics, this is our society. ”

Coulson finished drinking the watermelon juice, slowly folded the newspaper in his hand, he reached out from his chest and shouted black sunglasses, put them on his face, he looked at the sculpture, and whispered,

"A high-sounding image can always be liked by everyone, and not everyone can accept the cruel truth, for most people, the judgment of good and evil is simple to the limit, what is good for them is good, no one will like Cyber, because he has his own set of views of good and evil, and unlike most people, our director doesn't like him either, doesn't he?"

"Who would Fury like?"

Natasha chuckled under her breath, "He wants all the mutants in the whole world to die, but I'm really interested in this Cyber Hawke, who is said to have an unusual relationship with May?"

"No kidding. ”

Coulson straightened his clothes, stood up, and threw the cup of watermelon juice into the trash, "He's just a friend of May's." ”

"May actually has friends?"

Natasha pretended to be surprised and asked, which led to Coulson's counterattack,

"She heard what you said, she might beat you up, I won't stop her, I can't stop her, the matter has been settled, I should go back to the headquarters, what about you?"

"I'm going to the Middle East recently. ”

Natasha stood up and stretched, her graceful curves made the men around her look again, the woman reached out and helped Coulson arrange her shirt, she asked in a low voice,

"Weapon X is over?"

"No, but our regulatory time is over. ”

Coulson's face showed a touch of helplessness, "I really don't know why Fury agreed to Stryker to conduct this kind of experiment, once the mutants know about it, whether it is Professor Charles or that radical Magneto, something will happen, but Stryker is an extreme anti-mutant, it's like hell on earth." ”

Natasha nodded, without asking any more questions, she took a few steps forward, suddenly remembered something, turned to Coulson and said,

"There's news from the guy you've been following, it's in the Arctic Ocean, someone has found some of his belongings, and Fury is likely to send someone there in the near future. ”

"What?"

Coulson's steps in the other direction stopped in place, his voice mixed with a hint of surprise,

"Really?"

Natasha chuckled, did not answer, shook her hand back, twisted the catwalk, and left the square, and Mr. Mayor's speech had ended, and the hall that had been enthusiastic just now had been cleaned in a few minutes, and they had come here to mourn the dead, but they always had to live their lives.

Where is it important for a dead person to have his own life?

Gotham Dockland, Pier 14, on this abandoned dock, a young man in civilian clothes is sitting on the edge of the dock fault, this used to be the place where the Devils Gang dealt with those drug dealers, in Gotham is simply frightened, even now that the Devils have left Gotham, this place where many people have died, no one wants to come, in the dock worker community, there are even rumors that this place has been haunted.

Robin raised his head and looked at the baking in the distance with some confusion, where a cargo ship with the flag of Maple Leaf of Canada was slowly leaving the shore, Robin was holding his police badge in his hand, he didn't dare to tell his father the news of Cyber Shou, but in the end he couldn't escape, in Gotham, he was the only one left in the Christian family.

Robin had thought that he didn't have that much affection for this guy, but after really realizing that Cyber had probably disappeared from his life, Robin shed tears for him, and he didn't even want to go back to the villa.

"Is it really that important to be a good cop?"

He closed his eyes, and the brain monkey sounded, all of which was what his father had asked him, and he didn't know how to answer at that time, and now, he didn't know how to answer either.

Ten minutes later, Robin stood up, he took a deep breath, put the badge in his hand in front of his eyes, wiped it, and then raised it high and threw it out.

Is his dream dead?

No, he just wants to use another way to realize his dream, how can he watch his brother pay for his life in exchange for everything to change back to his original appearance again?

"Mr. Dudu Lucius? I want to make a special set of items that you have blueprints for you, yes, the Red Ghost. ”

Robin turned around, and he strode away with a lit cigarette in his mouth, and behind him, the cargo ship had sailed into the sea.

In the bottom compartment of the cargo ship, a small black container was very conspicuous, two sturdy soldiers with guns guarded outside the container, not far in front of them, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked down, he didn't look at the two soldiers with guns, took out the key, opened the container, and walked in.

In the dim light, a coffin-shaped container was placed in the very center of the container, and the guy in the suit stood outside the container, stretching out his fingers and tapping the surface of the container little by little.

"Hey, Cyber Hawke, you're still in my hands, I've been waiting for too long. ”

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