Chapter 481: The Claws of the Court

"What a coincidence, I have something to talk to you about lately," Roy was alone when Dick walked into the Winged Knight's stronghold, manipulating a projection screen suspended in mid-air. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Dick leaned against the pillar beside him and asked, "So, what are you looking for me for?" ”

"A body was found last night." Roy said, his fingers manipulating and pulling out a projection photo on the screen and zooming in in front of the two, "This is the victim." ”

The body of the poor worm that had been shot into a sieve by a throwing knife was projected onto the screen, and Roy continued, "I extracted a small amount of DNA from his fingernails, and the deceased's nails often left the murderer's DNA in the cracks. If the Gotham police had noticed the DNA as much as I did, there would have been no match in their database, because it's yours. ”

"The DNA of all the people in the bat family is protected, and of course they can't find it." Dick cupped his chin and said, "If you want to ask why he has my DNA in his fingernails, well, we do." About a week ago, I was preparing to leave at the groundbreaking ceremony of the West End Pedestrian Street...... A stranger, the old guy lying here, suddenly appeared and grabbed my arm. He looked very haggard, and I thought he was dying. Then before the security guard pulled him away, he muttered: 'They're all real, they're all over the place. They have sent him out against you, against all of you.'" ”

Dick shrugged, "To be honest, I thought he was just a fanatic or something...... Even now, I don't understand why he came to me. When the security guard took him away, his fingers were still firmly clasped on my arm, and the scratches were still there. I can show you scratches if you need to. ”

"No, I don't doubt the veracity of your words. Leave it to me, and if there are any clues related to you, I'll call you. ”

"Really? Aren't you going to talk about that 'Bruce Wayne will die tomorrow' warning? ”

Roy turned his head sideways, reading what he meant from Dick's expression.

"So you already know that." Roy said calmly.

"Hell, you always knew but didn't tell us?"

"What should I say? Batman is dead, but Bruce is still alive? "Then you will go to him one after another, and force him to remember the painful past." ”

"You don't have the right to decide ......"

"Yes, but Alfred has." Roy continued, "Alfred begged me not to tell anyone, and I agreed. Because at the end of the day, Bruce is his child. Alfred has given a lot, perhaps more than all of us, but in his eyes, Batman will always be a child who needs his care, all he wants is for his children to have a normal life, and I don't think this is too much to ask. ”

"Yes." Dick said gloomily, "I...... I've talked to Ah Fu, and I understand. Well, then the question now is ...... Did the killer we're looking for know that Bruce is working as a wage boy at a child welfare center? ”

"That's the problem." Roy frowned, "I don't think they know, but we can't rule it out." But don't worry, things will be taken care of. ”

Twilight.

Dressed in what Alfred said was Bruce's favorite custom suit in the past, Roy disguised himself as Bruce Wayne with a digital mask on his face, went up the elevator from the company to the top floor and walked straight into the director's office.

From dusk until midnight, Roy plans to act as Bruce Wayne, after all, night is the most likely time for the killer to strike.

Barbra and Kassandra were already on standby in the ventilation ducts on the floor below, and Barbara had already taken control of the entire building, and had installed her own surveillance in some of the known intrusions.

However, there was a small surprise in the plan, and that was that Bruce Wayne happened to have a visitor today.

"The 'Next Mayor' Mr. Lincoln March." Roy walked briskly into the office and said to the young man in a white suit who was already waiting here, "Sorry I'm late. ”

"No, I know you've had a lot of things lately, Mr. Wayne." Lincoln March shook his hand and said, "Besides, 'next mayor' is just a message, and the election has not yet been decided." ”

"I have no doubts. You started from scratch, used to be very clean, and the charity work was done quite well. Roy said, "I'll leave the check, but I'm afraid I have something else to do right now......"

"Don't get me wrong, Bruce, every penny is worth thanking, but I'm not here to ask for money." Lincoln March said, "I just want your vote." ”

"Oh? You've come all the way to Wayne Tower just for a ballot? ”

"Yes, because this one is very significant." "Because you're different from a lot of people out there, I'm sure you're a guy who really wants to make a difference, Bruce...... Honestly, I'm your friend, and I hope to be able to make you feel the same way. ”

After a deliberate pause, he continued, "You see, Bruce, my father also abandoned me when I was a child. That feels weird, doesn't it? Those remnants of detail...... The details that accompanied you at that moment? I don't even remember my mother's face, but I do remember the brooch...... She had a brooch with her that day when she had an accident, and the one I made for her in school clay class was a heart, one side larger than the other...... She pinned the brooch to the skirt of her dress, the only thing I remembered. I don't remember anything about how the drunk driver hit us, but I do remember that the brooch had fallen to the ground and that it was still lying there in good shape when the paramedics tried to take me to the car. I just wish someone could pick it up......"

If the real Bruce was here, he would have been deeply touched by this statement. Roy couldn't help but think.

Lincoln patted him on the shoulder: "I hated the world for a while, but then I got a lot of money to help me sell the right path in life." It was the city that saved me, and I'm sure it was for you. That's why we need to stand together...... Yes! ”

Roy's pupils closed suddenly.

Even he didn't know in advance that the two throwing knives seemed to shoot out out of nowhere, and without warning, they plunged into Lincoln's back, one left and one right, and bright red blood splattered out.

"March!" Roy hurriedly hugged Lincoln and said loudly.

In some way, the black warrior who came like a god of death slowly walked towards the two of them, carrying a sword blade that reflected a terrifying silver light.

"Bruce Wayne." A gloomy voice came from under the black mask, "Owl Court, sentence you to death!" (To be continued.) )