Although the list of owl courts is quite long, the good news is that most of them are now safe and secure under the guardianship of the bat family. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 In addition, the addition of the League of Assassins played a crucial role, as a large number of ninjas poured into Gotham to help the clan members intercept the Talon's attack, becoming a force in the battle.

This was something that no one expected, but it still lifted the spirits of the soldiers in the war.

And the core character on this side, the Winged Knight, is hurrying to Lincoln March's office at this moment.

Lincoln March, as mayor of Gotham City, is also one of the top targets. However, after Mayor Hardison's death, all those who have tried to get to this position so far have not come to a good end, and this person who is willing to stand up for the city has really come hard.

Roy leapt onto the roof and climbed through the open window into the long hallway of the office building. The long line of lights at the top of the hallway went out, and the entire building fell into a deathly silence, as if a ghost would come out of the wall at any moment.

Roy walked gently down the hallway, the breeze slapping the doors and windows into a whispered ghostly scream. Roy gently pushed open the door to Lincoln's office on one side of the hallway, cautiously leaning sideways inside.

Directly opposite, the mayor's desk, which was fairly clean and organized, was stacked with a stack of papers on one side. A black pistol was silently placed on the table, and the office chair behind it was empty, leaving only a shocking pool of blood.

Roy cautiously surveyed the rest of the room, and was taken aback when he gently closed the door panel and found the claws lying on the ground behind the door.

The claw, dressed in a standard black uniform, seemed to lie unconscious on the ground, a huge hole in his chest was blasted out, the contents of the pitch-black liquid were all painted on the wall, and a drawn sword fell to the ground, and the one in his right hand was no longer in his hand.

Roy picked up the gun from the table, carefully scanned it with his helmet and examined it, and double-checked it with the magazine out.

Special bullets, specialized military traces, specially customized. It seems that Lincoln March must have asked a friend in the military to customize, and only in this way can the explosive bullet inflict such a short-term and irreparable damage on the claw.

But it seems that Lincoln March himself did not get any favors. On one side of the chair lay the throwing knife that had come out of his hand, the blade covered in blood. Roy used his equipment to briefly test the blade and the bloodstain on the seat, and soon confirmed that it was Lincoln March's bloodstain through DNA monitoring.

So now the question is, where is Lincoln March?

Where can a person who has been shot by a knife and has a massive bleeding artery that should have moved an inch in difficulty?

Roy connected to the stronghold's channel and asked, "Xiaoba, help me check to see if Lincoln March's mobile phone or landline has called a nearby hospital or some other unit for help?" ”

"Hmm...... Wait a minute...... Pregnant. "There haven't been any calls like this today, and Lincoln March hasn't even made a single call tonight." ”

"Got it."

"How's it going over there?"

"It's still being confirmed." Roy said, "I'll tell you what progress there is." I need you to keep everyone online, to be in touch at all times, to exchange information. ”

"It's being done." Barbara said, hesitating, "We'...... Will win them, right? ”

"Do you really need to ask?"

"Yes." She chuckled, "Good luck then." ”

Wayne Manor.

Tonight, since the flames of war were ignited, Alfred had not been in a heartbeat.

The television news repeatedly told all citizens to stay at home as much as possible and not go out, and explained how many sudden attacks had occurred in the evening. Now the whole of Gotham has become a mess, and the chaos envelops the whole city as always.

In the past, under such circumstances, Batman had already put on his suit and rushed into Gotham to end it all himself. And now, Batman is no longer - at least that's what Alfred believes.

But that night, he had a sense of foreboding, as if the part of his heart that he feared most was going to come true.

When the cruel reality rings the doorbell, it always comes so suddenly, like a tide, you can never adapt to the ebb and flow of fate, like a vulgar joke.

"Jingle Bell ~ Jingle Bell ~"

The bell rings endlessly, refusing to stop for a second, like a bell ringing continuously.

"No," Alfred leaned out and covered his ears, "I can't hear anything!" ”

"Bang dang!"

The wooden door was violently slammed open, the lock fell to the ground, and the door panel of the hall collapsed, making a heavy sound when it landed.

Bruce Wayne strode into the room, his eyes sharp and cold again.

"Take me to my cave." He said in a non-debatable tone.

"No, no...... You shouldn't be here. Alfred stood up, pushed him and said, "Listen to me, Lord Bruce, everything I've done in my life has been for your good, and I beg you to listen to me once...... Get out of here, don't come back, there's nothing left for you here......"

"Nope." Bruce stubbornly walked over to the wall clock, "I've had this instinct for a long time, but I've been running away. Now I'm reminded that things shouldn't be like this...... Tell me, Alfred, what's behind the wall clock? ”

Alfred stood in front of the wall clock with open arms: "Nothing! Lord Wayne, there's nothing behind it! Please, can you ......"

"I should have noticed, when you told me about the past I had forgotten, there was fear in your voice when you mentioned this part, and behind it was my cave, right?" "There's no room for manoeuvre now, I know what's behind the door, I have to see." ”

"Please, my child," said Alfred, weakly, "you don't understand, hell! You can't go down! You're not him! He's dead! He's finally dead! He finally got his wish and died with that monster! If there's only one good thing this city has done over the years, it's that it has finally given you back to me after so many years, and you are my child! I can't let you go back! That machine has been smashed for me, and there's nothing left underneath......"

"What machine?"

At that moment, the lights went out. All the sound and images on the television were lost, and the huge manor was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"The sensor is responding!" Alfred exclaimed, "Someone invaded...... They're coming! Their claws have finally reached here......"

"Looks like we don't have a choice, Alfred." Bruce gritted his teeth and said, "Take me down!" (To be continued.) )