Roy's mind wasn't very clear right now, because the amount of information he had received that night was a bit large.

First of all, now he is facing a teenager who can't control his hands and feet or his mouth at all. According to the kid's personal statement, his name is Bart Allen, a speeder, and he is also the grandson of the famous Flash, Barry Allen, who Roy learned his real name more than an hour ago. If Roy is to believe this, then he must first accept that this child really has traveled from the thirty-first century.

Not theoretically impossible. Since coming to this world, Roy has seen too many strange things, and traveling through time and space is not completely beyond logic and unacceptable. But let's be honest, when a second-grade child who is constantly noisy, whose mouth is non-stop for a second, and who is probably talking nonsense nine out of ten sentences, tells you "I am a time-traveler from the future" in a tone that is not very serious, the scene is indeed very unconvincing.

Roy accessed the data recorded in the bat computer, but there was really no detailed record of Bart Allen's child. However, a cursory glance at the database confirms that he is indeed not a native of the world - at least none of his personal records are hard to find out to be forgeries.

If you believe the child's self-proclaimed identity, then you have only completed the first step. Next, you have to digest that there is a gorilla in Arkham City that is more intelligent than humans and even has the ability to control the mind. Oh, that orangutan even has a name, Glauder.

Could things be a little crazier?

But some things can be confirmed.

Kassandra, who had been injected with anesthetics, was lying quietly on a wooden bed in a storage room that Roy had improvised and was still unconscious. And Bart, who seems to have ADHD, chatters endlessly, using his super speed to leave afterimages in every corner of the room, as if he were a doppelganger.

However, Roy completely ignored his machine-gun-like endless mouth. Now he's changed into a suit and is concentrating on the mobile computer on his wrist.

I don't know how long it took to talk endlessly, but Bart finally seemed to get bored, stopped, and asked, "Still don't believe me?" ”

Roy didn't answer him, staring at the screen for a few more moments before he spoke, "I checked the records." In the registration of the city of Arkham, the name 'Glaude' was indeed found, but he was invited in as a 'partner', not a prisoner. And according to the above account, there is no mention that this 'Glaude' is a mind-manipulating gorilla. ”

"So that means you don't believe it?"

"I didn't say that." Roy said, "Hugo Stevich may have hired such a telepathic helper as his killer weapon, but I'm not sure who he's trying to deal with with this hole card."

Bart tilted his head and thought, "Batman? ”

"No," Roy shook his head, "I don't think it's going to be Batman, maybe it's just my gut feeling to keep it on guard against someone he's more afraid of, I'm not sure." But if this orangutan is really as smart as you say, then I'm pretty sure he won't come to work as a coolie for no reason, and Stevich must have made some conditions to make him happy."

"It's people." "Graud started doing this when he was in Canterlot, and he took citizens to do what seemed to be a study of the brain, and he wanted to learn more about the human brain and the mind," Bart said. Of course, the Flash found him and caused him a huge obstruction. Perhaps it was because of this that he had come here to continue his evil plan. ”

Roy nodded: "That makes sense, and it's roughly in line with my guess." ”

"Yes, yes!" Bart eagerly asked, "Then when are we going to get him?" ”

Roy gave him a blank look: "Catch? Where to catch? We don't even know where this high-IQ orangutan is, how to catch it? ”

Bart was stunned: "Alas? But the history textbooks say you're the best detective in the world. ”

Roy smiled bitterly: "This sentence is still written in the textbook? I'm so flattered. ”

After a pause, he said, "Well, there is a way. Even in Arkham City, we're looking for a gorilla after all, and he can't just swagger down the streets. We raided his lair, and there's bound to be movement on the public channel of Stevich's personal guard. My radio is now connected to their public frequency, and if they reveal the slightest bit of Glaude's whereabouts, we'll know. ”

"I knew it!" Barthes looked admiringly—almost adoringly—like a child looking up at some great man who had long since been hung.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned to ask, "Wait, there's another question." Just now we were in the area of Glaude's mental ability, and I blocked the mind control based on the way the Flash taught me to think at high speed, but why weren't you controlled by his mind? ”

Roy frowned and thought for a moment.

"I don't know." He said.

At that time, he did have a feeling of dizziness, as if someone had directly attacked his brain. But it was only for a moment, and it didn't seem to have any effect on his mind, perhaps because of the slightly different physiology of being a traverser.

"I" Kassandra regained consciousness at some point, but her body still seemed to be weakened by the anesthetic.

"Just get some rest." Roy said, "We can handle this." ”

Iceberg Casino.

"Get out of here! Bat! Cobot stood on a high platform in the middle of his casino, holding a mechanical spear that glowed blue, and the barrel of the gun rippled with a blue liquid like a galaxy.

The Freeze Gun, the loot taken from the captured Freezers, will instantly drop to extremely low temperatures and freeze everything in its Freeze Rays, making it an excellent weapon with quite powerful performance.

Now, Cobot was frantically standing on the high platform and shooting around, the huge room was half frozen, but there was no shadow of half a bat in his field of vision.

The black shadow suddenly burst out, flashed out from behind him, slashed the freezer gun in his hand with a palm, and swept it off the high platform with a flying kick.

"It's over, Copote." Batman snapped.

Copote suddenly lost his previous majesty, lay on the ground and shrank into a ball and cowered: "Don't say anything, I will promise whatever conditions you say."

"Freeze man." Batman said.

"Alright, alright, right away," Cobot said, quietly pressing the hidden switch at the bottom of the platform.

Above Batman's head, a huge iron cage hung like a giant hammer smashed straight down. He reacted quickly and rolled over to dodge.

The metal door panel was bounced off like a cannonball, and a crumpled blue hand reached out from inside, pinching the metal door panel open to the sides.

"Hahahaha!" Cobot had already jumped to the side and shouted, "I accidentally found this guy napping right under my feet a week ago, it's a godsend!" I've kept it for you, bat! Enjoy! ”

The big blue man poked out of the iron cage, and his muscular arms tore off the chains with a few words.

"Solomon Grandi, born on Monday," he roared in a low voice, "baptized on Tuesday!" (To be continued.) )