The bazooka hits the Batmobile, and the flames of the explosion mercilessly engulf the body.

But it was completely useless. The chariot burst through the flames, but the engine was still high-pitched, and the momentum did not diminish in the slightest. There wasn't even a single crack to be found in the scarlet bat mark and the pitch-black armor shell.

Two small barrels protruded from the tires on both sides of the Battank, and with two "clicks", the bullets rushed out with the firelight, one left and one right, accurately hitting the two rear tires of the truck. The lower plate of the truck sank suddenly, and the chassis rubbed violent sparks from the ground, and it floated sideways after a burst of drifting on the ground.

The Batmobile also stopped behind it, and the lid slid open. The winged knight propped himself up on the door with one hand, jumped out, and strode towards the container.

The guy who fired the bazooka earlier had already been hit in the car accident and his nose was swollen and bleeding profusely, but he still jumped out of the car with his own support, and pointed his gun at the winged knight who was striding towards the meteor.

"Stop!" He shouted in a slightly trembling voice—fear was inevitable, and anyone would inevitably be terrified at the sight of such a pitch-black guy with a hellfire mark on his chest approaching against a backdrop of flames.

However, Roy ignored his "threat" and approached without hesitation, grabbed his gun-wielding wrist like lightning, restrained it with his backhand, and slammed the back of the guy's head into the trunk of the overturned car. There was a loud and crisp sound between the skull and the metal, and the guy immediately screamed miserably, holding his head and curling up on the ground.

Roy slumped into the container, and the other two guards inside had already been broken and bleeding and unconscious in the process of overturning, which saved him some trouble.

It was not difficult to pick the lock of the container, and there was a metal box of alloy metal in the huge box.

It took a lot of work to get the box open. Roy opened the lid and saw a row of transparent test tubes lying inside, each containing a crystal clear green liquid.

Roy cautiously opened a tube and performed a simple assay on the spot. The feedback was that the main component of the liquid was extremely low, but even a bat computer database could not determine what it was. In other words, it's a completely new ingredient, and even the elements contained in it are unheard of before.

Roy took a tube and put it in the universal belt, then walked quickly back to the guy who was struggling on the ground, lifted it with one hand, and asked sharply, "What's the cargo in here?" ”

"I don't know," the man said in a panic.

"The shipment you are shipping is very hidden, and there are almost no records left. Obviously, whoever your boss is, he's trying to keep it as low-key as possible. Roy said coldly, "But unfortunately, he still caught my attention." The boat at the dock was reported lost a year ago, and was last spotted by a clown's men. Unfortunately, the make-up maniac has recently messed with most of the vigilantes in the city, including Batman, so trust me if your boss has anything to do with him, you won't want to know the best outcome. ”

"No, no, no!" The guy covered the painful part of his head with one hand, and said in a panic, "I swear I don't have anything to do with the clown!" I don't know what's in that container, but it's said that these have just been pulled out of the ground or whatever, but I can tell you who owns the cargo! Dr. Paul De! Please, I swear we really just took his money and took care of the transportation, and didn't know anything else! ”

Paul Deco

Roy made a note of the name.

In the Bat Cave.

A small purple gift box from the clown aroused everyone's highest vigilance. Bruce tested and scanned it in all directions, using a variety of means.

But nothing.

The laughing gas that burst out in the moment it was not opened, there were no deadly traps, not even a purple fist hidden under the beautiful packaging.

Open it, and there is a videotape lying quietly inside.

The family members gathered around the screen in the Batcave and screened the video.

"Hello? Is this thing on? The Joker's hideous smiling face appeared on the screen, "Haha, it looks like it's on." So the bat dolls, and the old bat, you can all hear that, right? It's good because"

His volume suddenly increased by a few decibels, and a swarm of bats in the cave flapped their wings and retracted into the darkness as the sound resounded through the cave.

"Because I know who you are!"

The Joker smirked, "All of you, Batman and his little group, under your little ~~ masks!" Yes, I know your secret little identity! I know your names, hell you live, and I even know what brand of soap each of you uses to take a shower! Haha, no wonder you always smell so good, Nightwing! ”

The joke sounded sarcastic, but no one had that idle time now, and everyone unconsciously clenched their fists and listened to the clown's speech.

"He always knew it in his heart," he said, "and he kept a secret, a secret that only the two of us knew, and that was the secret that made me know everything." Haha, I even caught a bat from your precious cave, and its skin is still hanging on my bedside! I bet you've always thought that secret little cave was safe! ”

"I used to just play games that you all know, just with my best friend to enhance everyday relationships. However, this time is different! He gestured with his hands and shouted, "You'll all see it, this time it's different!" As I said at the beginning - if I unmask Batman and understand the ordinary person who has been fighting with me for so many years, then what fun will it be? Then I think it's time for the fun to run out. So listen to each of you, this time, I, the clown, play for real! Each and every one of you will be done with it! All of you – including my old friend Batman, will be playing with the city! It's a promise, and it's time to keep it soon! Unbelief? Then be patient and wait! Hahahaha! ”

That's the end of the recording.

All eyes were on Bruce.

"Explain?" Dick asked in a questioning tone.

"Now he really knows who we are, right?" Barbara asked.

"No, he doesn't." Bruce said decisively.

"Hell, I don't know what makes you so stubborn, Bruce!" Dick exclaimed, "But we experienced it firsthand, and he used our lives to hurt us!" ”

"No, you just don't understand his way of thinking"

"Then help us understand." Dick said, "It starts with that secret. Tell us, what is that secret you are hiding from us? (To be continued.) )