After small talk, the Christina family left the room at the doctor's insistence, but the next to push the door in was Sergeant Gordon and his assistant police officer, John Blake.

"I said that patients need to rest, and it's against you to do that..."

"We'll only take two minutes, doctor, ask some questions and go."

Sergeant Gordon walked over to the bed and said to Leon with a smile on his lips, "Don't worry kid, we're not from the immigration bureau, and we won't check your temporary residence permit - in fact, Miss Jacqueline Harris has used her family background to help you get a series of papers." ”

Leon asked confusedly, "Uh, Jacqueline?" Who's that? ”

Gordon raised his eyebrows and said, "The second daughter of the Harris family, who owns three multinational banks, that young lady fell into the sewer with you, and finally carried you all the way to the surface in a coma, don't you remember?" ”

Leon shook his head, "I'm sorry, but as soon as I woke up, I found myself in the hospital room, and I didn't know what had happened in the meantime. Did they get caught, clowns? ”

Gordon and Blake looked at each other and said helplessly, "Unfortunately, when we arrived at the scene, those clowns were gone, and to be honest, we didn't understand why the bomb exploded in the sewers..."

Li Ang's heart was relieved when he heard this, but he heard Sheriff Gordon continue: "But we will not give up the pursuit of them, and you only need to lie in bed and recuperate from your injuries." ”

With that, the two policemen said hello to the doctor on the side and walked out of the ward, leaving Li Ang staring at the ceiling in a daze.

In this battle, just an ordinary human with combat skills almost capsized himself in the gutter, if someone hadn't rescued him, he was afraid that he would have become a puddle of carrion now, accompanied by flies, insects and rats in the sewers.

There are too many things in the current world that can kill him, even if he has cultivated the "Human Immortal Refining Method", but due to the lack of aura, he has been hovering in front of the foundation building realm for a long time.

The so-called foundation building naturally means laying the foundation of cultivation. The most important thing is to lay a solid foundation, turn the essence and blood of the whole body into aura, cause the void, keep quiet, and wait until the sea of knowledge is filled, the eight veins of the Qi Jing are unimpeded, and the spirit does not leak or internal friction, and the whole person is natural, and naturally it has reached the foundation realm of holding the yuan and keeping one.

If the aura content required to set foot on the foundation is compared to 1,000 points, then since Li Ang awakened the memories of his previous life, the aura he has accumulated is only 700 points.

I still need to get the ability to protect myself as soon as possible...... Not to mention those heroic criminals who have terrifying supernatural abilities and fly away from the sky at every turn, just a few well-trained gun-wielding agents and gangsters may be able to easily kill him.

Thinking of this, his mind moved, moved slightly, picked up the remote control on the cabinet, and turned on the TV facing the hospital bed.

Skipping the boring talk shows and kitsch TV shows, Leon switches to Gotham TV, where there is a report on the redevelopment of Gotham Port.

Because the Jokers' plan did not succeed and the hostages and bank property were protected, their ultimate goal of trying to stop the renovation of Gotham Port naturally came to naught.

Leon knew that there would be more people who would jump out to interrupt the renovation process of Gotham Port, the smuggling gangs, the profit-seeking Gotham bureaucrats, and even the ignorant and ignorant people, who, like the most stubborn patients, resisted the doctor's removal of Gotham Port, the malignant tumor that inhabited Gotham.

But what does that have to do with him? No matter how big the trouble is, it's just a dog-eat-dog.

Li Ang exhaled a breath of turbidity, closed his eyes and performed the breathing and breathing exercises, silently repairing the remaining blood cracks in the subtle blood vessels of his left arm.

By the time he opened his eyes again, night had fallen, and the haze from the chimneys of Gotham City's old factories covered the city like a fine gauze, and the brilliant lights scattered through the atmosphere, making the stars invisible.

Leon straightened up slightly from the hospital bed, poured himself a glass of water, and said to the corner of the wall where the light could not reach, "If I didn't speak, would you have been standing there motionless?" ”

The silk curtains of the hospital room fluttered softly, like the lightest ballet dancer, tossing and falling under the command of the breeze.

The pitch-black cloak silently emerged from the corner, and the armored knight who had hidden himself in the darkness said in a hoarse voice, "You killed them." ”

"Who?" Leon said confusedly, "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Batman said coldly, "I've checked the bullet marks on the sewer wall, and there's been a fierce battle there. Through ballistic analysis, you attack them from the dome, killing four people alive with your bare hands, and the last one is a headshot from another angle with a firearm at close range during a stalemate with you. ”

Although Leon erased most of the bullet marks by deducting the walls, the cratered cracks around the bullet marks were enough for Batman to use a supercomputer to calculate the specific trajectory.

"How is this possible? I'm just an ordinary teenager with no power to tie a chicken, and I have a broken arm. Leon shook his left arm with a plaster cast, "I was also injected with a large dose of barbiturates and chlorzoxazone, even Captain America can't still fight with these two drugs, right?" ”

Batman stared into Leon's eyes and said coldly, "I found the bodies of the Jokers under Gotham Harbor through a diving device, and the angle of the blows they received matched your height. ”

"That doesn't mean anything, does it?" Leon smiled and said, "There is no stronger evidence, this is just your guess." ”

Batman silently took out a flat round player from his belt and pressed the play button, "If you've ever looked at a 1920 map of the Gotham sewer system, you'll see that we're at the end of the sewers on the coast of Old Town....."

This is Leon's voice in the sewers.

Li Ang's eyes turned cold for a moment, he gently placed the water cup on the bedside table, pillowed his right hand behind his head, and thought about countermeasures in a hurry.

Where exactly is Batman's listening device installed? On his own? Clown? Or even Jacqueline is his subordinate?

Suddenly, Li Ang raised his head suddenly, and said coldly: "Gotham is an ancient city, and its power grid structure is still a product of the last century, and the official can't remotely control it at all.

The fact that you've been in the city for so long without being caught by any surveillance cameras means that you must have your own means of shielding the circuitry, which means you're able to keep track of how to turn a certain section of Gotham City's grid on and off. ”

Leon narrowed his eyes at Batman, "This means that you must have your own private node in the public power grid, like a vine attached to a tree, hacking into the host computer through the hub to steal power - a very clever method, but it is equivalent to you having to set up a 'box' in the main hub of the grid to control it remotely." ”

As the line of reasoning unfolded, Leon recalled all the scenes in the sewers at the time, and finally said, "Then it is only natural to add a bug to this box connected to the power grid." You recorded this audio through the pivotal node of the sewer circuitry system, the circuit box above the light bulb at the sewer dome, didn't you? ”