He couldn't help but show off his face. ”

Inside the bank, a woman in black handed Gordon a stack of papers.

"What does he want to express with his form?"

Gordon said as he walked to the bank safe that had been robbed by the clowns.

"You guys get out of here for a moment. ”

The woman looked at the black figure behind her and ran out.

"It's him again, who the others are. ”

Batman asked, looking at a photo in Gordon's hand.

"It's just a bunch of small characters. ”

Gordon said helplessly.

"It's the marked bill I gave you. ”

Batman said, holding the instrument in his hand and placing it on a wad of bills.

"My undercover detective has been trading with drug dealers for a few weeks now. ”

Gordon looked at Batman.

"This is another bank that launders money for the gangsters, and there are five in total. ”

"We've found where the stolen money is hidden. ”

"It's time to act. ”

Batman said, looking at Gordon.

"Special police and back-up must be sent to raid these five banks at the same time. ”

"And we're still too few people at the moment, so I'm going to send those new officers with me. ”

Gordon said helplessly.

"Are you sure you're okay with those newcomers, there's no room for sloppiness. ”

"I've seen all of their profiles, and it's blank, and we don't have time to think about it at the moment. ”

Gordon said, flipping through a stack of photos in his hand.

"What about the clown?"

"Do you want to get rid of one person or the whole gang first? ”

Batman asked suddenly.

"The new attorney general knows the news, and I swear he'll want to get involved. ”

Gordon said helplessly.

"Do you trust him?"

"It's hard to get him on the sidelines. ”

Gordon shrugged.

"I've heard he's just as stubborn as you are. ”

Gordon turned his head and said, only to see that Batman was nowhere to be seen.

Inside a high-rise building in downtown Gotham City.

A white-haired old man looked at the empty room in front of him with the plate in his hand, and turned around helplessly and walked out.

Outside the suburbs.

The old man skillfully opened a red container and walked in.

I saw that there was a hole in the container, and a black batmobile was parked on the ground.

"Wayne Manor will be fine after it is rebuilt. ”

"When the time comes, you won't be able to sleep in your own mansion...."

The old man walked forward as he spoke.

"Instead of not sleeping in the penthouse suite. ”

"Every time you stitch up a wound, it's always a blur of flesh. ”

The old man looked at the man in front of him who was stitching up his wound and said helplessly.

"It taught me from my mistakes. ”

The man gasped as he wore the thread in his hand.

"Then you should have learned a lot by now. ”

The old man looked at the bloody wound on the arm of the man in front of him and said.

"No way, that clown is uncertain, and now there seems to be another clown in Gotham City. ”

The man glanced up at the old man.

"A new clown, aren't you talking about the clown who robbed the bank. ”

The old man asked puzzled.

"No, hey, the other clown was covered in black paint, and he was acting even more insanely, I had no idea what he was trying to do. ”

The man stitched up the wound on his arm and couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"That's not good news. ”

The old man shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of the coffee on the table.

"Let's not mention that, my armor is too heavy, and I need lighter and more portable armor. ”

The man said, looking at the scarred armor hanging behind him.

"I have to be more agile. ”

"Mr. Fox will be willing to help with this. ”

"Have you been attacked by a tiger? ”

The old man looked at the man's arm and couldn't help but tease.

"It's by dogs. ”

The man looked embarrassed to hold his forehead.

"Huh?"

"It's a big dog. ”

The man looked at the old man's surprised appearance, and couldn't help but explain, and by the way, he gestured the size with his hand, as if he was quite helpless about it.

"And last night there were a couple of imposters in the parking lot, Alfred, with guns. ”

"Then why don't you hire them, so you might be able to take a vacation to Hawaii, Hawaiian shorts are a lot lighter than your armor. ”

The old man looked up and said.

"When I say I want to be inspiring. ”

The man burst out laughing.

"It's not such an incentive. ”

"I know. ”

The old man lowered his head again and helped the man stitch up the wound.

"But things are starting to get better, Wayne, look at the new attorney general. ”

The old man put down the tools in his hand and said.

"I'm looking closely, he's not trustworthy, and there's an extra clown in Gotham City, and I'm not sure he can handle it. ”

Wayne said, looking at the TV in front of him.

"You're looking at him, or you're dating him. ”

The old man seemed to have something to say.

"Who Rachel is dating is her business. ”

Wayne looked at the woman on the TV and seemed unconcerned.

"I hope you don't send someone to follow me when I'm on vacation. ”

The old man looked at Wayne, who had turned to leave, and said suddenly.

"If you're really on vacation, I can't figure it out. ”

Wayne glanced back at the old man.

"Know your limits, Master Wayne. ”

The old man reminded Wayne as he took off his clothes to reveal his scars.

"Batman has no bottom line. ”

Wayne didn't care about getting dressed.

"But you have. ”

The old man continued.

"I don't dare to take it for it. ”

Wayne looked back with his clothes on.

"What do you do when you discover your limits one day? ”

"You're sure to say that I warned you a long time ago. ”

Wayne tapped the button.

"If there really is a day, Master Wayne, even I wouldn't want to say that. ”

The old man looked at Wayne, who was changing clothes, and couldn't help but say lightly.

"Maybe. ”

The old man laughed.