Bruce Wayne is a big target on the Owl Court assassination list, and after an unplanned failure in the first round of assassinations against him, a new batch of Talon is sent out on an assassination mission. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 By this time, they had learned that Wayne had left the child welfare center, and speculated that they had returned to Wayne Manor. So the Talons immediately rushed to Wayne Manor.

The claws broke into the old Gothic building through the main door and several windows in different directions, and threw themselves into it as if they were embraced into the lap of darkness, becoming part of the boundless silence.

Several Talon silently weave through the vast manor, cold-blooded creatures without a heartbeat like evil spirits that dwell in the dark, searching room after room for their targets.

Of course, there is no trace of half a person.

Just behind the wall clock in the study, down the long, dark corridor, Alfred and Bruce walked briskly down.

"Oh my God." When the lights came on, Bruce couldn't help but cry out when he saw the indescribable grandeur of the cavern and all the new equipment in it.

It was a very magical feeling, he remembered that he had never been here, but a part of his soul felt like home, as if he was destined to be here. As the two of them descended the last step and stood on the ground, swarms of bats spread their wings and flew in circles around the hole, as if to welcome the return of their masters.

"This is a tomb, sir." Alfred said in a low voice.

"Gotham is falling apart, and it's not the first time." Bruce walked briskly inside, saying, "I'm here to do something I should have done a long time ago......

He walked straight to the machine that Alfred had spoken. A large disc-shaped platform was placed in the center, with wide pipes attached to the edge of the device from all sides, though there were obvious signs of Alfred having destroyed the machine by hand.

"You just said we can use this to create another him, how?"

"Can't come." Alfred shook his head and said, "You...... Formerly Bruce, he had a terrifying ultimate dream. Endless Bruce Wayne, enter Batman's memories and skills, and pass them on one by one. But it was never done, cloning was never a problem, it was a matter of thinking. ”

Alfred closed his eyes slightly: "Every time a simulation is conducted, the host dies because of the mental trauma he inflicted. Batman was too heavy for a living person, and the result of the plan was a failure. What's more, those simulated brains are blank, Lord Bruce. And now you are a new, real you. Forcibly instilling Batman's thinking on this basis, you will also be unable to bear it. ”

"Then maybe it can make something new, a trauma-free Batman, a Batman who has never been greater."

"Master Bruce, that's impossible." Alfred shook his head, "I destroyed the server, and all memories are gone. ”

"But if Batman is really what everyone says, he must have a backup plan, even if it is in the current situation, maybe it is within his expectations, there must be some way to activate the ......"

Suddenly, the computer screen on one side lit up, and a white bat mark flashed.

"Voice command recognition, the cave system is fully activated." "Welcome back, Batman. ”

"Computer?" Bruce said uncertainly into the screen, "Is there any way to activate the ultimate invention?" ”

"Unable to execute, memory weapon disconnected."

"See?" Alfred said, "Impossible. ”

Brusto got up: "There must be, I know there will be a way, even if it is this kind of thing, he will have a way out...... Computer, are there any other compatible servers? ”

"A match was found." The computer responded, "Need to activate the Alfred protocol?" ”

Alfred was stunned: "What? ”

"Activate."

The machine was running quickly, and in a matter of moments, dense text content popped up on the screen.

Alfred asked, "What is it?" ”

"A full backup of the memory drive, the last date updated was just the last moment he spent in the cave before the Joker's attack." After a moment of working on the keyboard, Bruce said, "Whether he's injured or down, you're always there to take care of him." Who else but you deserves Batman to trust everything? That's why the protocol is the name. Maybe Alfred, who is standing in front of me now, wouldn't do that, but I think there should be two ghosts in this cave, one is the one who used to be me, and the other is the person he trusted most when he was alive - the one who raised and cared for every generation of Batman. ”

"No," Alfred shook his head, "I can't...... I'm not going to be the one to pull the trigger. Think of your own life, think of Miss Madison! What about your agreement? ”

"I officially think so." Bruce patted him on the shoulder, "If that doesn't work, I need you to tell her that I love her and apologize to her, but I'm going to do everything I can to stop the city from being torn in half, and she'll understand." ”

Bruston paused, his tone dropped slightly, and said sadly: "In my two lives, you have always been by my side, from the beginning of the story to the present, helping me to become the person I want to be." Now that I know everything, if I really don't try to save myself and walk away, do you think I'll be able to survive in the future? ”

Alfred lowered his head slightly: "Indeed. ”

"Then trust me and believe that I will succeed." Bruce took off his shirt, "Believe I can be a Batman who has never been greater." Let's start the program, the guys out there will come in sooner or later, and we don't have time to waste. ”

Alfred let out a long sigh at the end, watched Bruce sit down in the chair in the center, connect the wiring on himself, and reluctantly flipped the switch.

Thoughts, like a tidal wave—no, a tsunami into Bruce's brain. Sure enough, it was the thinking beyond ordinary people's imagination that suddenly broke through the floodgates of his brain, enough to make the desperate loneliness, pain, and almost crazy cold heart of any normal human envelop Bruce's soul.

It's like a soul being shattered and reshaped, and then stuffed back into the skull.

"Ahh!!h

After half a day's work, the claws who had been wandering around the huge Wayne Manor for a long time finally discovered the hole in the wall clock.

Breaking into the cave with strong means, the claws led by him couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Wayne, Wayne, look what secret I've discovered."

None of them noticed that the pitch-black figure, a hundred times more terrifying than them, was hiding like a hunter directly above them.

The huge bat fell straight down with an indomitable momentum, right in the middle of the claws, like a black demon.

"You've broken into my house and tried to do something wrong." Batman said in his uniquely cold, hoarse voice, "Now, each and every one of you, you're going to pay the price. (To be continued.) )