A city is a place full of superstitions. www.biquge.info people in all corners of the world have left their homes and villages where they have lived for generations, just to find a place in a vast labyrinth of glass and steel bars, shrouded in darkness and indifferent lights. They remember the customs they brought with them from their hometowns, what will bring you good luck and what will be avoided.

According to traditional American perception, if a black cat passes in front of you, you're about to be out of luck. If there were thirteen people sitting at the table, it would be a sign that someone would die at midnight that night. Bruce's great-grandfather, Alan Wayne, was one of those who believed in this statement, which is why he eliminated the thirteenth floor of the building he had built.

In order to truly confirm this superstition, you have to leave a gap between the twelfth and fourteenth floors, and Wade is the bad luck that comes with the number thirteen, with an isolated, inaccessible space that could theoretically accommodate a person, or even a flock of owl-like thugs.

Owls are amazing birds that never build their own nests, but will always invade and occupy the nests of their enemies and take them for themselves, as mentioned earlier. Therefore, the search for their nests always starts with their enemies.

Now, Roy went to his office on the fourteenth floor of the building, used a laser to cut a hole in the floor that was just the size of a person, and jumped out of the hole.

Part of the expectation was that he had actually found the heart of the courtroom on the isolated thirteenth floor of the Wayne Building, which was rarely known to the world. But what he saw with his own eyes brought him more disappointment and surprise.

A long wooden table sits in the center of it, a copper owl coin is printed on the wall, and the carved owl eyes sweep across the room like sharp knives. The magnificently dressed court officials in owl masks sat around the table, as if some kind of meeting was going on, and a circle of candles burning on the table was designed to create an eerie atmosphere, and it was the only source of light in the room.

However, Roy was already a step too late. They were all dead.

Yes, dead. All of them, twenty-two high-ranking people, were all spared, or drooping their heads or lying on the table, completely dead. Everyone has a glass of red wine in a goblet in front of them, and it looks like the culprit.

Roy extracted a small amount of red wine for a simple toxicity test, which did give a highly toxic result.

So all the top brass of the Owl Court committed suicide here? Is this what happened to the legendary supreme power that ruled Gotham City?

No, that's not the case, there's something else odd about it.

After half a week around the chamber, Roy found the secret door to enter the chamber - it was not difficult, because the door was ajar at all. Originally, the thirteenth floor of the Wayne Tower was designed to be absolutely enclosed and no one should ever be allowed to enter or exit, and this door must have been installed after the Owl Court had taken it for himself.

But now the question is, why is the door open? Do their secret meetings need to keep the doors open?

Or another hypothesis, suppose that none of the bodies here were killed by suicide, but that the murderer was someone else, and that the murderer was probably an insider of the Owl Court, which would explain why he or she knew where the secret door to the room was.

So why did the killer leave the door open when he left?

Maybe...... He didn't leave at all?

As soon as Roy thought of this, he felt a sudden chill on the back of his neck. He still trusted the keen alertness he had cultivated over so long of fighting, and without thinking much about it, he thought about rolling to his side, and a huge net swooped over where he had just stood.

"I'm very vigilant." In the shadows where the candle could not be illuminated, a person snorted and said, "I found this place faster than I thought, I was going to solve you later, but since you took the initiative to find it......"

"Who are you?" Roy asked coldly.

"You're the detective, tell me?"

"I don't know who you are, but you're not Lincoln March, it's just a made-up character." Roy said, "The Owl Court fabricated such an identity for you, forged a flawless file for you, but you betrayed them at a critical moment. You also put your name on the Talon assassination list, and having a Talon hunt you down create the illusion that you are dead......"

"Lincoln March" laughed, "It's not an illusion. ”

"Yes, not an illusion, you did die at that moment." Roy said, "But you drank the claw's serum, didn't you?" You have transformed yourself into a clawed, undead warrior. ”

"Lincoln March" emerges from the darkness and is dressed in armor with a silver owl mask, a pair of sharp metal claws on the back of his hands, and a sturdy white gold shell on the black armor.

"This armor was originally developed to train the talons that have just come back from the dead, and it has very powerful performance." "Strong enough to beat you," he said...... But these are off topic. What were we talking about? Is it a question of who I am? ”

"You're a conceited guy trying to play with the huntsman." Roy said lightly, "But I'm not the kind of ordinary person who can be easily fooled by you. You mentioned the brooch, the asymmetrical handmade clay brooch on both sides, and you said that your mother lost the brooch when she died in a car accident and was impressed by it. ”

Roy paused and said, "This accident was faked by the court, about the loss of your parents in a car accident. But this lie is also based on facts, right? The brooch, which I had seen in a portrait of Martha Wayne at Wayne Manor, was pinned to her collar. ”

"March" chuckled: "Insight is sharp, so what?" What conclusions did you draw? ”

"I went to investigate the origin of the brooches, which were distributed to all mothers who had children at Aoyagi Hut, a hellish orphanage. In other words, you spent time in the worst welfare home in Gotham, where the ghosts of the children who died are still alive today. But until then, Aoyagi Lodge used to be one of the largest children's homes in Gotham, with the best facilities until ......"

"Until Martha Wayne, the biggest funder, was shot dead in an alley." "March" gritted his teeth, "So, have you come to the truth?" ”

"There is no evidence, only speculation." Roy said lightly, "I know that Martha Wayne had a second child many years ago, but she was in a car accident before she was born, and it is said that the child could not be saved. But since then, Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne have been heavily funding the Aoyagi Cottage's welfare home......"

"Hahahaha! Yes, genius detective, you found out! Seriously, I'm starting to like you. "Lincoln March" laughed, "That's right, I'm Thomas Wayne II!" The second heir of the Wayne family! (To be continued.) )