After the League of Assassins and Falcone tossed and turned for a while, Gotham City once again survived a period of darkness and ushered in the calm of the past.

Of course, this is also only relative. If you were to judge a sunny metropolitan citizen, the word "calm" would be a bit unbelievable. When the driver of another cash truck was kicked out of the driver's seat at gunpoint, the citizens laughed when they saw it on the news the next day.

Because it's not a big deal to make a fuss about, it can only be said to be "everyday".

The robbers who succeeded in robbing the cash truck are now cheering. The bandit sitting in the passenger seat held his mobile phone and exclaimed: "Those guys are really genius enough to make such a thing." In a city like Gotham, this new app is just too powerful. ”

The robber, who was driving the car, echoed: "Yes." Whoever sees the pesky bat immediately uploads the coordinates to the app's public network, so that the location of the pesky bat can be monitored. Lo and behold, he's still several kilometers away! Let's make a fortune today! ”

Satisfied, the bandit, holding the steering wheel, leaned comfortably on the back of the driver's seat, his eyes habitually glancing at the side mirror.

Then his hairs stood on end.

"Hey! There is a case! ”

In the mirror, a pitch-black guy wearing a bat mask, a bat mask, and a bat logo with a burning red bat on his chest can be seen riding a black motorcycle.

The pitch-black motorcycle, the lights pierced the night, a yellow bat was printed on the front of the car, and the motor was running fast and making a low chirp, and the motorcycle quickly closed the distance with the cash truck.

"It's a winged knight! I heard that it was a nosy person who came out recently! ”

Who it is, it doesn't matter to the gangsters. In such a city, the gangsters are more afraid of seeing single-handedly "masked maniacs" than seeing how they are chasing after them.

Roy rode the batmobile, the wind blowing through his cheeks, and couldn't help but praise through the communication channel: "I'm starting to like it, it's excellent." ”

"It's 'her'." Barbara corrected in the communication channel, "Be kind. No one has used her for three years, and she may be a little sluggish compared to back then. ”

Roy is riding the same Batgirl's favorite car from three years ago, and it is the most valuable gift Batman has given her.

At this moment, the door of the cash cart container was opened, and the two robbers stood in front of the pile of banknotes, and the bullets rained out frantically towards the black locomotive.

However, their marksmanship is really not very good, and they are not very accurate in the first place, and even less accurate when they hit high-speed moving targets. And Barbara taught Roy a basic skill in training not long ago, predicting the trajectory of the bullet through the opponent's action before shooting and dodging it, but the two of them ran out of bullets, and the batmobile was still hanging behind not far away.

The two of them hurriedly changed their magazines, and Roy took the opportunity to slam on the accelerator, and the batmobile burst into a cheerful roar and suddenly caught up. He threw a tranquilizer dart at each of the two and put them down, then controlled the locomotive to reach a relatively stationary speed with the cash truck, abandoned the car, and hung his hands on the edge of the container.

The motorcycle, which had lost its driver, quickly fell to one side, slid in front of the bright sparks on the ground, canceled out the kinetic energy, and stopped.

"Hey! I'm going to tell you to be gentle with her!? Barbara shouted angrily from her headphones.

Roy climbed onto the top of the container: "It's okay, you told me she's very sturdy. ”

"I said she's sturdy, but you can't do it anyway."

"Okay, I promise to pick her up myself later, so you're okay, right?"

"Nonsense! How dare you just throw her away! ”

After saying these few words, Roy had already taken out the man in the passenger seat and threw him out of the car very violently, breaking a few bones and bleeding a little, but as long as the first aid came in time, he couldn't die.

The gangster in the driver's seat held the steering wheel with one hand, took out a pistol from the inside of his jacket with the other and pointed it at Roy, but before he could even aim, he was disarmed by a bat claw fired by Roy.

Roy got into the passenger seat and kicked the guy out of the car door in two or two clicks.

The cash truck stopped on the side of the road, and Roy jumped out of the cockpit, tied up the two guys who had fallen lightly and the two guys who were still sleeping in the back of the car, and then went back to pick up the locomotive as Barbara asked, and the work was over.

Back at the apartment, Barbara said dissatisfiedly, "If you do this to her next time, I'm going to confiscate your right to use it!" ”

"Okay, she's not hurt, is she? I'm still thinking about painting the yellow bat logo red. ”

"The paint is scratched!" Barbara said distressedly.

Seeing that Roy looked disapproving, as if she didn't know anything wrong, she wanted to continue to teach again, but the ringing of her mobile phone made her have to give up this idea for the time being.

"Hello? Dick? Oh I'm fine yes I have a very nasty guy living here and other than that, I'm very nice. What the? Wait a minute, you don't have to, okay. ”

She hung up. Roy asked nonchalantly, "Old friend?" ”

"Well, he might be coming to see me in the next two days?"

"Do you have friends who come to see you? It's very strange. ”

Barbara said angrily, "What? I'm not you? Why can't I have friends to come and see? ”

Roy smiled lightly and asked instead, "What's his name?" ”

Since the accident of losing both legs, Barbara has basically cut off contact with her former friends completely, so she has not visited any friends until now. She believed that with Roy's eyesight, it was not difficult to see, and it was probably just to take care of her emotions and not let her remember that terrible event and keep her shutting down.

"Dick Richard Grayson. Ever heard of it? Barbara raised an eyebrow.

"Nope. How? Is he a famous person I should know? ”

"Oh? He hasn't told you that yet. Well, you should know each other, he's"

Barbara's words are interrupted by the ringing of her cell phone again, but this time, it's Roy's.

Roy picked up his phone: "Hello? Director Gordon? ”

Immediately after Gordon's reinstatement, Roy was re-invited to return to the bureau as an advisor, and now he is finally free from being a vagrant once again.

"Murder." Director Gordon's voice was rather somber, "I think you'll be interested in a bizarre ghost case. ”