Hardy's coroner, who performed Dr. Thomas Elliott's autopsy, has just returned home from work.

After a warm hug with his eight-year-old daughter, he went back to his room, took off his coat and hung it on a hanger by the door, and pressed the light switch.

No response.

The lights in the living room were on, so it couldn't be a power outage, it could just be a problem with the light bulbs in his bedroom.

The door slammed suddenly. Hardy turned his head in surprise to see a black bat lunging towards him.

Batman!?

His first reaction was that something he shouldn't have done was discovered by Batman, and he wanted to shout in panic, but his mouth was blocked before he could say anything.

A girl's unique body fragrance rushed to his face, and he realized that it was not Batman.

Batgirl covered his mouth and pinched his arm with one hand, pinning him against the wall, "I have some questions for you, Mr. Hardy. I advise you not to make too much noise to attract unwanted attention, because I'm pretty sure you won't want your family to hear what we're talking about. ”

She let go of the hand that was on Hardy's mouth.

"I have nothing to tell you crazy people in fancy dress!" Hardy said politely. Barbara's warning worked, though, and he deliberately kept his voice low.

Barbara chuckled, "Really? Let the 'fanatic' tell you what she knows. Dr. Thomas Elliott, the doctor who was shot and killed, remember? Now that you examined his body, our question is, the bullet hit him was about nine millimeters in caliber, and if I'm not mistaken, you seem to have written 5.45 millimeters in the report? It's a coincidence, my sister's memory has always been very good."

Hardy unnaturally argued: "Maybe I made a mistake." Sometimes I have a lot of work in a day, and I inevitably make mistakes."

"Can you describe in detail which of Dr. Elliott's organs were damaged by that bullet?"

Hardy stared at her for a long time, silent, and seemed to be engaged in a fierce battle of ideas.

Barbara let go of his arm. said: "Your resume has always been relatively clean, I don't think you took money that shouldn't be charged." If someone threatens you, you should let us know that we are working hard to find out who is behind it. And we're getting closer and closer to him. If you want this guy who threatens you to get rid of you, you're going to have to help us. ”

Hardy gritted his teeth after continuing to wrestle for a moment, and seemed to have finally made a decision.

"Okay." "It happened on the day Dr. Elliott was shot," he compromised. I got the news that this doctor's body would be sent back for autopsy soon, and then before that. A man with a bandaged face found me. He pinned pictures of my family to my desk with a knife and said that if I didn't do what he said, my whole family would have to finish playing. ”

"What did he let you do?" Barbara asked.

Hardy said, "It's just a falsification of Dr. Thomas Elliott's autopsy report, and you can't tell anyone about it."

Speaking of this, he was a little weak-hearted, and subconsciously looked around, and his voice was unconsciously lowered: "You can't tell anyone that Dr. Elliot's body actually didn't come to the morgue at all. ”

"What!?" Barbara was surprised.

"And the coffin that was buried seems to be an empty coffin." Hardy lowered his voice, creating an eerie atmosphere, "The real corpse has long been taken away by the bandage man. But I didn't dare to ask any questions. I don't know what he wanted Dr. Elliot's body for, that's all I know. ”

As Roy found the secret passage from the Two-Faced cell, Guard John exclaimed excitedly, "See? I said I wasn't hallucinating. What I saw was true, there really was a bandage man who passed through here last night. I bet he slipped through this secret passage! ”

Roy ignored the guard, filtered out his senseless yelling, and scrutinized the secret passage.

There were alarms and sensors in the walls, but they were all completely paralyzed now. It wasn't going to be a matter of time to get these things done, and the two-faced man must have had a lot of work to do it, and most likely, he had the help of someone else, because he wasn't an expert in circuits himself.

It looks like he planned to use this prison break once the secret passage was completed. As a result, I didn't expect the suicide team to break into Arkham a while ago and make such a big mess, and in the end, he managed to sneak out of Arkham while he was in chaos, and this secret passage didn't come in handy.

Later, after the Two-Faced successfully escaped from Arkham, they returned to Arkham Island. The unfinished part of the passage was dug through from the outside, and he was given a top-secret passage to enter and exit Arkham freely.

Roy tried to climb into the secret passage and investigate. The passage was neatly dug and connected to the ventilation duct leading to the outer wall of the asylum. After drilling for about five minutes, you enter the ventilation duct, and then follow the ventilation duct to find the exit.

So the bandage man may have indeed been here, and he did have the means to leave from this seemingly dead end, and this problem is solved.

But one problem solved. But more questions have emerged.

What was that bandage man doing in Arkham? And why did he know the secret passages of the two-faced man? He certainly couldn't be a Two-Face, as he was supposed to be in prison in Arkham when he first started laying out his plans.

So the two-faced man and this bandage man are also a cooperative relationship?

The latter few questions are temporarily lacking in intelligence and cannot be answered. But about what this guy came to Arkham for

Roy asks Arkham's security department for a road map for the night guard patrol.

Starting with the time John saw the bandage man, Roy roughly plotted the patrol route of the guards at that time on the map of this part of Arkham, and roughly confirmed the field of view of all the patrol guards.

None of the guards other than John saw the bandage man, which meant that he had avoided all the guards' patrol routes, and the path he could take was a single definite one.

Eventually, the route led Roy to the intensive care area – where only one patient was being held for the time being.

Ward No. 801.

The room number of this ward is like a joke played by heaven. The combination of the eighth letter "H" and the first letter "A" in English happens to be "HA".

It's the clown that's locked up here. (To be continued.) )