It stands to reason that the drive on the limbs of the owl's armor has a greatly enhanced effect on arm strength and strength, and normal humans should not be able to keep up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But now, in the empty building directly across from the Wayne Tower, Thomas was being beaten almost out of temper by his own brother, who was the only one he thought so at the moment.

When Batman's heavy fist knocked down the white owl mask, Thomas's face was already distorted under the mask, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood.

It was only then that he finally realized why the armor's stamina-boosting effect had disappeared.

It's the handiwork of the Winged Knight. Just now, Roy wasn't just being beaten, of course, he had already keenly observed that the extraordinary speed and strong strength of the opponent's armor mainly came from the jets of the long air holes behind the limbs, so he consciously used gel to block the air holes during the battle.

At this moment, the gel he had just applied to Thomas had completely spread, the fumaroles were all blocked, and the armor could not gain more power, so it could not function as it should.

"You're not my brother." Batman clenched his blood-dripping fist and said coldly, "I don't care what kind of story the court has taught you, but my parents will never leave their children behind......"

Thomas laughed, his stained red teeth horribly when he laughed.

"Of course, of course, my dear brother. You are the child who has been loved by your parents since you were a child, and not the one who is forgotten and thrown in the hospital and struggling, of course you will not believe it. He gritted his teeth and said, "You know what? When you first disappeared...... You've been gone for many years, saying you're going to travel the world. Then you disappear and the court says you're dead, maybe somewhere in the Himalayas or in a Parisian alley. ”

"By that time, I had been rescued from the fire that destroyed the Aoyagi hut, and my injuries had healed. The Owls plan to have me appear in Gotham City as Thomas Wayne II as I am, and with their help I will lead the Wayne family to unprecedented heights. But then...... You're back, and out of nowhere. ”

Thomas gritted his teeth harder as he spoke.

"The court found that the attention raised by the Wayne family was a bit too glorious, so the plan changed." "They came up with the plan of 'Lincoln March,' and as a man, I could take back the city in another way, and all I had to do was wait for the right moment," he said. 'You're going to be the great owl magistrate,' they said. But that's not what I wanted! Do you understand? I really wanted to own the city, which was supposed to be my time. But I can't have it anymore, I know it. But if I can't be the future of this city, let me be its mysterious past......"

Speaking of this, several muzzles suddenly opened behind his armor, and the devices of the short silver cylinder were shot out in several directions, nailed to the wall, load-bearing pillar, and other objects, and flickered with blue fluorescence.

"I'm from the past, from that Gotham City that belongs to the dead, the city of the dead." Thomas wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice, "I come from those who have been arrogantly ignored behind by you, and I represent them. Remember that in death, brother. You? You are just a footnote, a small mark, destined to be forgotten! This is your grave...... Oh, and it will be our grave in the beginning, the grave of the Wayne brothers. But I will come back, and the compounds in my blood will help me to resurrect, and it will be you who will be abandoned, buried in your broken body and gradually decaying...... And I'm the history of Gotham City! ”

He wasn't lying, the short blue cylinders were already bursting one after the other. The gloomy house was ignited in an instant, and the claws of flames reached from behind, rushing towards the two of them with flying wood chips and collapsing ceilings.

Batman kicked him in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"At least at this point in history, we are unanimous."

With that, Batman ignored him and turned around and ran out of the flames. He used his cloak to shield himself from the blast and the flames as much as he could, and rushed headlong into the elevator shaft, leaping down, leaving behind the billowing smoke, the raging flames, and the last of Thomas's roars.

"Run! Bruce! Escape from the truth! Run away as always! But when you feel the stinging pain in the back of your neck, you have to understand, I'm coming for you! Drill out of your shadow and clamp your throat! ”

The entire building was completely blown up and sunk into the foundation.

The police soon arrived at the scene and launched a search for the place, which Batman himself conducted a secret investigation.

Nothing.

There were no casualties, and not a single body was found in the rubble. The unidentified man, who claimed to be Thomas Wayne II, also temporarily retreated into the darkness, dwelling in the shadows, ready to pounce again.

The night of the owl has finally passed peacefully, and the dawn has come again, illuminating this quiet and dark city.

Roy was a little choked up the night, and now he was in a wheelchair, covered in bandages, and his left hand was in a cast due to a broken fracture. When she came back in the early morning, Barbara scolded him in great distress, and finally patiently helped him bandage his wounds.

However, as long as she is watching, it is estimated that Gotham will not see the Winged Knight activity for a week.

Captain Cold was also very helpful this night, and if it weren't for him, the stronghold would have fallen by now.

The good news is that Batman is back.

"I'll have to say it again, Roy." Bruce stood beside his wheelchair and said, "I've heard about what you did in the days I left...... For that I am very grateful. ”

"No, I owe you a lot, now we should settle the matter." Roy said lightly, paused, and said, "It's good to see you back." You should meet Clark, I think he's the happiest one. Let's not talk about this for now...... How's that about Lincoln March? ”

"You've already found all the documents you can investigate, and I can't find any more clues." "When my mother was pregnant with my brother, I was about three years old. We did have a car accident, but I can't remember the details. The file says that the child was born prematurely, his nervous system was severely damaged, and even if he survived, he would be in a vegetative state for the rest of his life...... And then he lived only one night. I did have a younger brother, but only for 12 hours. ”

Roy frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "Or is it possible that the kid ......?"

"Survived and then secretly transferred? Is it possible that the dossier was forged? "No, I'm sure they wouldn't do that, and I didn't find any signs of forgery when I dug deeper." I did, however, find a handwritten file that recorded that a week after Thomas's death, the Aoyagi Lodge accepted an unnamed baby, and that my mother had visited it frequently. The heart-shaped brooch doesn't mean anything, maybe it's just an honorary prize. But these things may have been fabricated into evidence by the court, forcing Lincoln to think that he was Thomas Jr., who was dead. ”

"But again, that's just your guess." "Maybe it's true, or maybe the speculation about Thomas Jr. surviving is true." In any case, we have no evidence at hand to prove it. ”

"Yes, there is no evidence." Bruce closed his eyes slightly, "Anyway, I really appreciate what you've done, including the investigation of my brother's matter, but I'll just follow it up myself." (To be continued.) )