The police in Gotham City have always followed one rule.

Arrive at the battlefield after the shootout... Yes, the city is dangerous, and while they are using semi-automatic weapons, the bandits have already begun to attack each other with fully automatic weapons, and the result of their poor firepower is that they have no way to stop these madmen from fighting each other.

Well, at most, after the shootout, send those who are not dead to the hospital, and send the dead ones to the coroner's room for examination, relaxed and happy, and not dangerous.

But tonight, the outcome of this shootout at the Gotham Pier was beyond the expectations of all the officers, none of the dead were killed, all of them were tied up and thrown in the corner of the dock, and when Sheriff Gordon and the officers arrived at the scene, there were some unlucky people who did not come to their senses.

The stevedores of the small half of the dock gathered around to watch the commotion, all of which had been knocked over to the ground, some of them were directly beaten unconscious, and the opponents did not use firearms, and the guns they used were thrown aside, but they had been demolished.

The worst thing is that Falconi, the gangster who arrived at the dock at night to inspect the last shipment, was chained to a searchlight, and the shadow that was posed formed in the air in the shape of a vague bat under the light of the searchlight.

This is probably the first time that the shadow of a bat has appeared over Gotham, and no one knows what it means.

Sergeant Gordon glanced mockingly at the struggling Falconi who had just woken up and was still locked in a searchlight and yelling, the former arrogant mob boss who now looked like an old madman, and he no longer looked at his ugliness, but turned his head and walked into the container that had not yet been closed.

There was already a cardboard box that filled most of the space, and Gordon casually picked up a shoddy doll bear from the open box, and pinched it lightly, and found the cat in it. There's a bag of poison X hidden in there,

"The evidence is conclusive..."

Gordon muttered to himself, now as long as there is a prosecutor who dares to prosecute Falconi, this guy will spend some time in prison, which is a good thing, especially for a good cop like Gordon in the normal sense of the word who is not willing to go along with Falcony, which means that the whole Gotham will have a period of peace.

They don't have to worry about frequent disappearances and gang fights anymore.

Just as Gordon continued to inspect the scene, a police officer ran over panting and whispered in Gordon's ear,

"Mr. Gordon, we found Sergeant Frass not far away, his pistol was snatched from him, and... Trainee John Blake was attacked by a mob 2 hours ago and is now seriously injured and resuscitated at Wayne Hospital. ”

"What! Robin, he..."

When Gordon heard the first news, he didn't react at all, he didn't care about his partner appearing at the crime scene, this guy was innocent, and the second news made his face change greatly, he threw the doll bear in his hand into the box, and then patted the shoulder of the policeman behind him,

"Cordon off the scene, I've informed the prosecutor, think about your future, Pete, don't reach out if you shouldn't, Frass is finished, don't you want to be a sheriff?"

With that, Gordon walked out of the docks, and he had to go and see his trainee assistant Robin, a young gifted trainee police officer, who he valued very much.

And after Gordon left, the young policeman Pete glanced at the doll that Gordon threw on the box, thought of what Falconi had just ordered, and recalled Gordon's words, he finally gritted his teeth, and finally turned around and walked out of the container, shouting,

"Cordon off the scene! Wait for the prosecutor to come!"

When Gordon arrived at Wayne Hospital, it was already 20 minutes later, he walked into the corridor of the emergency room, and saw old Christian sitting restlessly in a chair, and he hurriedly walked up,

"Daddy, Robin, he..."

Daddy glanced at Gordon and shook his head, his face full of pain, and he gritted his teeth and scolded,

"My son, he's badly wounded, Jamie, that damn bastard... I'm going to kill him!"

"Don't worry, Daddy, it's all going to pass. ”

Gordon glanced at the busy emergency room, and he sat down next to his father, who took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and said to Gordon,

"It was my buddy who saved Robin, but he accidentally killed those 4 guys, Gordon, I know you're a good cop, but this time, don't arrest him, even if it's for Robin, without him, Robin would be dead. ”

Gordon's face changed a few times, and finally he nodded, and Daddy breathed a sigh of relief, and then he heard Gordon say,

"Falconi was planted, he was caught by a mysterious person when he was trading in poison X, and he was stolen by everyone. As long as he is prosecuted, he will have to stay in prison for a few years, and Jamie will soon be no problem, don't worry, Dad, I will not let them get away with it. ”

"Good!

Dad said two yes in a row, and then saw the door of the emergency room being pushed open, and the tired doctor took off his mask and said to Daddy and Sheriff Gordon who were waiting anxiously,

"That child was lucky to be sent in time, and his life was saved, but it took at least 1 year of cultivation. ”

"Thank you, doctor. ”

Daddy and Gordon hurriedly thanked him, and then watched Robin be pushed out, he had regained his senses, and Daddy grabbed his hand tightly,

"Don't worry, kid, it's all over. ”

Robin smiled hard at Daddy and Gordon, the young man was in pain, but he struggled to say to Daddy, "Thank him for me, Daddy, I owe him once." ”

"Well, Cyber is a good boy, I know, you're all good boys, rest up, Robin, stop talking. ”

Gordon still has something to deal with, and after seeing that Robin is safe, he returns to the police station, and Daddy returns to the bar the next morning, dragging his tired body, only to open the door, only to see Cyber lying on the floor at the door of the bar, with blood stains next to him.

This frightened Daddy, he walked forward quickly, helped Cyber up, heard his constant and powerful breathing, Daddy breathed a sigh of relief, he helped Cyber to the side of the chair, looked at his clothes, which were full of bloodstained marks, on the right shoulder, the coat and shirt were cut by some kind of sharp weapon, but Daddy looked closely, there was no wound on Cyber's shoulder.

This made Dad a little confused, since there was no wound, where did the blood stains on the shirt come from?

And just when he was checking Seber's injury, the guy who had been lying on the floor and slept all night also woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the father with a solemn face, and he subconsciously called,

"Ahh Is Robin okay?"

Daddy knew that this guy didn't have much of a problem when he saw that he was awake and that he could talk poorly, but the thought that he had saved his good son last night made Daddy's expression relax, and he casually threw Cyber a key, and then yawned and went up to the second floor.

"Robin is fine, thank goodness... He asked me to thank you, by the way, go and change a set of clothes first, Robin's clothes are in the first room on the third floor, you go find a set yourself, I'll rest for a while, you help watch the store, call me if there's something, understand?"

"Uh... I'm so hungry. ”

Cyber waved his hand weakly, and then closed the door of the bar first, and when he saw Daddy's figure disappear on the second floor, this guy quickly rushed up to the third floor, he opened Robin's house, did not choose clothes, but took off his shirt with a solemn face, and looked left and right in front of the dressing mirror.

In the end, one thing was determined, his muscles were great, his body was in good shape, and most importantly... He wasn't hurt!

But... During the fight with that damn Batman last night, a dart had been pierced into his shoulder, and Cyber's fingers touched the skin of his shoulder, where there should have been an open wound, and he could even feel a faint pain inside, but the wound was gone.

"What is this? superpower?"

Cyberspirit stood bare-chested in front of the mirror, clenching his left hand into a fist, as if trying to feel the unusual power in his body, but after holding this position for 3 seconds, he felt nothing but being hungrier.

"Hell!"

Cyber took two steps back and forth a little anxiously, he didn't like this kind of thing beyond his control, he casually took out a pair of jeans and a blue T-shirt in Robin's closet, while changing clothes, his mind quickly thought about what happened last night, and finally, looking at his new self in the mirror, Cyber made up his mind.

He took out the dark silver metal batrang from his hand, rubbed it in his hand, and then gestured on his right arm for a few seconds, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and slashed hard.

"Oh!"

Fifteen minutes later, Cyber, with a bandage on his arm, sat at the bar table with a plate of sliced sausages and baked bread on his face, the experiment failed, he didn't have any superpowers, he still bled and hurt when he was scratched.

This made him very unhappy, but when he felt more hungry, he gave up these unconventional plans and prepared to go to sleep well after filling his stomach.

Three large sausages and 25 slices of bread were enough to feed three adults, but Cyber was still hungry when he had eaten them, shaving his teeth and his mind full of running horses.

It seems that the amount of food has become larger after coming, and Cyber looked at the same plate that the dog had licked thoughtfully, but he didn't have this kind of food before.

"Jingle Bells"

The bar's doorbell rang suddenly, interrupting Cyber's thoughts, and he glanced back at the clock hanging on the wall, 10:45, who was it?

Cyber stood up, walked to the door of the bar, opened the lock, and then saw a guy in a silver suit with a bag, a tie, his hair combed unusually neatly, and a pair of big sunglasses standing at the door of the bar, holding a beautiful girl in a very cool dress with both hands, looking at Seber who opened the door with a curious face in their crowd, like a complete playboy.

And on the side of the street not far from the bar, there were already a lot of people gathered around the car parked on the side of the road, the limited-edition silver-gray Lamborghini, which was not supposed to be here.

Cyber's gaze retracted from the car, fell on the guy in front of him, and inadvertently swept over the two women scratching their heads next to him, and asked impatiently,

"Hi man, who are you?... Wait, which one are you Wayne, I've seen you in the newspaper!"

The guy on the other side raised his eyebrows and said in a gentle voice,

"Yes, Bruce Wayne, is Mr. Christian here? I'm coming to see the bar that's about to be mine, old gun, tsk, that's a good name. ”

"Oh..."

Cyber lengthened his voice, looked at Bruce Wayne's body several times, and then smacked his mouth,

"Tsk, billionaire, son of Gotham, come, please come in, Your Highness the Prince, I'm going to call that old man down, he's been looking forward to you for a long time. ”

After saying that, a yawning Cyber turned around and walked into the bar, where he didn't see, Bruce Wayne's eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses, this guy... That guy who had a crazy fight on the dock last night.

He's actually in this bar...

The young playboy walked into the dimly lit but tastefully furnished bar with a girl in his arms, and he looked around, and then laughed with interest, there was still some smell of blood left here, well, it seemed that something was interesting.