Chapter 239: The Riddler's Intent
Everything was as planned. Riddler Nygma walked through passage after passage, unlocking door after door, and nothing stopped him from moving forward.
And as he walked along another passage, there was a sharp shout from behind him: "Nigma! Stand still! β
A security guard was standing in the aisle behind him, holding a gun in both hands and pointing it at the Riddler's head.
This was unexpected, according to accurate calculations, it was impossible to meet any security guards on his path, it must be the security guards of Wayne Enterprises and the special patrol route in a state of alert, which was negligent.
Still, it doesn't hurt.
The Riddler smiled lightly: "Every moment is moving forward, repeatedly caught in the middle. Put me back on my own turf and I'll make it even more messy. Who am I? β
Just like any normal person's reaction, the security guard simply ignored his "crazy words" and shouted, "What nonsense? Put your hands up where I can see them! β
"You're not going to answer it at all." The Riddler raised his hands, "You don't think the riddle will tell you what I'm going to do?" That's why you can't win. β
Without warning, two barely visible threads shot out of the left chest of the green suit, and the needles at the tips pierced the guard's coat and inserted into his flesh. The electricity roared out of the two wires, rushing and enveloping the security guard's body.
After a burst of convulsions and screams, the security guard collapsed unconscious to the ground, smoking still coming from his head.
The Riddler leisurely straightened his clothes, ripped off two wires and threw them on the unconscious security guard's head, and continued on his way.
Meanwhile, on the safety stairs, Leslie was hurrying up with a pistol in hand.
He snapped through the walkie-talkie over his shoulder, "The most important thing when communicating!" If we can't get the system back up and running, I need all the security guards to keep the conference connected on their phones! Everyone organized, and the Nigma tried to confuse and distract us. β
A voice came from the other end of the intercom: "Obey the order, sir, we have a riot at the front door."
The intercom immediately became noisy. I can't hear the slightest sound.
"Hell." Leslie muttered, looking like he was on his own. But after thinking about it, he kept going.
He knew Nigma, and the two of them had a holiday in the past.
If anyone in this building can stop Nygma. He believed that the person must be himself.
There was a "pop" sound, and the pink ice cream smashed on the wall decorated with rich wallpaper.
"Boom!"
Something wrapped in the ice cream exploded violently, shattering an entire wall of structure, sending shards of rubble flying everywhere and smoke rolling up the ceiling.
In the room on the other side of the wall, several men and women in suits and leather shoes sat up in horror. Unconsciously moved away from this wall where the explosion occurred.
The Riddler strode in while playing with his cane, "Security lockdown procedures are activated, and each department will be moved to the enclosed utility closest to the emergency elevator, right?" I'm here to look for Ms. Carolyn Slater, it's Tuesday, and as far as I know, she has a town hall meeting at 10:30, so I'm here to find her."
As he spoke, he had found his target, and without saying a word, he dragged Caroline up from her seat.
"My servants could not leave me, and all five of them were very obedient. They get what I want, and I keep them alive. Who am I? β
No one answered, and the Riddler didn't expect anyone to answer at all. He pressed Caroline's hand against the palm print lock of a private elevator on the side wall, and said, "The answer is 'hand,' and all I need is a hand." β
Reaching the top floor, the elevator door opened with a "drop", and the Riddler threw Caroline, who had completed her mission, aside and strode into the elevator.
When he stepped out of the elevator door, Leslie was already waiting for him with a gun.
"I guess you didn't expect to see me here, did you?" Leslie said coldly, "Remember Arkham? At first, your eyes were wide open, and you tried to hold back tears. Just because I took away your boring playing cards and cards, you tried not to show me how heartbroken you were. β
George Leslie was one of the Riddler's guards who guarded him every day when he was locked up in Arkham years ago.
The Riddler held up his hands, "That's interesting, Leslie." Looks like you got a job here after you left the mental hospital. β
"Don't move, you mentally twisted little madman." Leslie said. "In two days, all of our lives will be back on track. And you? Will you be sent back to your hospital bed with a head wrapped in bandages and patheticly screaming 'Where am I'? β
An inaudible sound sounded out of nowhere, and the bullet burst out of nowhere, passing through Leslie's right arm.
It's a cane, a hidden mechanism in the Riddler's cane.
Leslie crouched down in pain, clutching her arms. The Riddler walked around him.
Leslie was covered in a cold sweat, glared at the Riddler, gritted her teeth and asked, "What do you want to do?" β
"Me? et al. The Riddler said leisurely.
"Waiting for whom?"
The Riddler smiled lightly and pouted into the dark night sky, "Him." β
In the darkness of the night, Batman spreads his cloak and glides close to the roof of Wayne Tower. When he was still about five or six meters away from the top floor, his cloak suddenly closed and fell straight down.
"You're done, Nygma!" He snapped, "Just tie your hands." β
"As you wish."
The Riddler literally tossed his staff aside and walked forward with both hands.
Batman frowned, and after taking a closer look, he pulled out the handcuffs and cuffed his hands behind his back.
During the whole process, he really didn't resist so honestly.
"What are you thinking? Nigma? Batman grabbed him by the collar and shouted, "What do you want to do when you break into Wayne Enterprise?" β
The Riddler laughed twice, "You're the one who plays the detective, aren't you?" Tell me. β
Without saying a word, Batman used the helmet's function to thoroughly scan the Riddler's entire body.
He had a unique compound in various parts of his body that was not visible to the naked eye. Batman was pretty sure he had seen this compound, and only in one placeβthe Assassins' League's spring that brought the dead back to life, the Lhasalo Pool.
Batman asked in a cold tone, "What do you have to do with Lei Xiaogu?" β
"As I always say," the Riddler chuckled, "Guess what, Detective." (To be continued.) )