Early in the morning, the sun was shining into the bedroom at Wayne Manor, Bruce sat up from bed, Alfred stood outside the door, and Bruce asked him, "What time is it?" ”

"It's nine o'clock, young master."

Bruce was a little surprised, he went to the window, opened the curtains and took a look, and found that it was indeed very bright outside, and it was the first time he had gotten up so late since returning to Gotham.

Alfred, the butler, looked pleased, and when Bruce went downstairs for breakfast, Alfred stood by with a smile on his face.

"Ah Fu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so happy? ”

"Because the young master seems to be very happy lately."

Bruce was stunned for a moment, was he happy? He touched his face, and then struggled to recall his recent behavior patterns.

Because of Schiller's genius and creative Gotham University student internship program, Bruce has been really busy lately, having to go out with other classmates to control traffic during the day, and running between hospitals and prisons at night, and arranging the gangsters who can't live here and there.

He suddenly realized that he had been in Bruce for much longer than Batman recently.

In the past, he would not hide his true nature in Wayne Manor, rarely smiled, and was relatively taciturn, although he was very close to Ah Fu, but in fact, he rarely had any mood swings.

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But lately, because Bruce has been around for too long, he's behaving more like the playboy he disguised, and he's no longer keeping a straight face all day, occasionally joking with Alfred.

This caused a kind of alarm to rise in his heart, since returning to Gotham, he had never slept naturally until nine o'clock, which was a sign that his spirit was letting his guard down.

Psychologically speaking, this is actually quite normal, a large part of the reason why people will become is who he feels is, Bruce is only 18 years old now, just went to college, and when he devotes himself to playing a cheerful, sociable rich man, he can't find the boundaries between this disguised identity and his own personality.

After another busy day, Bruce came back in the bathroom of his bedroom, he turned on the faucet and washed his face with cold water.

The curtains next to him were gently blown by the evening breeze, and the cold light above him condensed a dark shadow under his feet.

Bruce propped his hands on the washstand and looked at the mirror in front of him, the person in the mirror had a pair of blue eyes, but the light from top to bottom made his eyes shadow the arch of his eyebrows.

"Who am I??" He asked.

"Who am I?"

"Who am I......"

His voice echoed through the empty room, the sound hitting the wall and returning to his ears as if it were another person asking him the words, and he felt vaguely as if he had heard the answer, but as if he had heard nothing.

The echoes of the reflection couldn't have given him an answer, and Bruce knew it well.

He reached out to wipe away the fog that had condensed on the glass and see what his eyes were, but in the end, he didn't do so, letting his entire face and eyes be shrouded in the fog on the surface of the mirror, and then he straightened up and looked at himself in the mirror as if he were condescending.

"I'm Batman."

"I'm Batman......"

The corners of his mouth began to go down slightly, he was not wearing a mask, but when the shadow crept up his face, it was as if the whole face was covered under a black mask again.

The shadow that covered the blue eyes grew thicker, and finally, only his deep voice echoed through the empty manor, saying, "I am, Batman......"

Bruce walked out of the bathroom, in the dark bedroom, he didn't turn on the light, just walked to the door and opened it, and then continued through the dark hallway, he stood on the edge of the stairs and saw Alfred standing downstairs, wiping the old telephone with a felt cloth.

Since Bruce returned, he had invented a new mobile device for himself, the cell phone, which he had never used again, the old-fashioned circling telephone was so old that it seemed even emptier every time it rang.

But Alfred cherished the telephone very much, Bruce had never seen a speck of dust on it, and it was the same today, but the difference was that Bruce heard Alfred humming, and it was a bit like a jazz tune, full of the atmosphere of the last era, like the happy and lively mood of the immigrants when they first discovered this Gold Coast.

Bruce looked at Alfred's back, he closed his eyes in some pain, he clenched his hand on the railing, the old wooden handrail made a soft sound, Alfred turned around, saw Bruce standing on the top of the stairs, before he could ask, Bruce returned to the bedroom as if he was running away.

When he closed the bedroom door, he was almost gasping for air, as if the distance was more tiring than running for kilometers.

He felt a violent emotion churning in his mind, as if something was constantly stimulating the emotional system in his brain.

Bruce hadn't felt such intense emotions since a long, long time ago, and after the gunshots of a dark night, Bruce's emotional world had lost half of its emotions, and all those cheerful, happy, and moving emotions had been gone from him for a long time.

But when he saw Alfred so happy, Bruce didn't know how to describe his feelings, and the question had been bothering him for a long time.

Feeling distraught, Bruce tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep, an inexplicable impulse was affecting him, and he had no choice but to put on a bat suit and leave Vane Manor.

This is the first time that Batman has not put on this outfit and left here not because he wants to fight criminals, he is just trying to escape that emotion that he doesn't want to accept.

As a result, after leaving Wayne Manor, he wandered the skies over Gotham almost aimlessly, and Bruce never expected to run into a criminal in a hurry, and then bring him to justice and send him to prison...... No, it's supposed to be the turn of being sent to a psychiatric hospital today.

Thinking of this, Batman covered his forehead a little uncomfortably, what was he thinking? Sober up! You're not Bruce now! Stop worrying about all the going back and forth in hospitals and prisons!

But Batman still couldn't control himself, and he felt that the pressure was more terrible than anything else when he thought that tomorrow the prison would be more than 28 percent overnumbered, and the wards would be less than 15 percent vacant.

But hell, in this city where you can run into three robberies two steps away, Batman walked around for half an hour, and he didn't even meet a single criminal.

The streets near the turntable in the city center are now brightly lit, and the four avenues that run from the roundabout are lit up for thousands of kilometres with night markets.

Most of the people who come here are people who work the night shift, not only the truck drivers who have to deliver goods at night, but also the dock movers, warehouse guards, security guards, etc., who are now the most active citizens of Gotham.

Batman stood at the top of the tall building, he knew very well that he was now jumping down in such a suit, and before he could land, he would be shot twice, and there was no crime here, obviously, Batman was not needed in the center of the city, he could only leave here and go further.

Gotham City's central turntable and major transportation hubs aren't all, and in places where the lights can't cover it, there are more pitch-black neighborhoods, and Batman follows his dark instincts to get to the darkest part of the whole of Gotham.

This is Gotham's East End, and the East End has always been synonymous with chaos in Gotham, and the gangsters here can be called intertwined and intricate, but the chaos in the East End is also hierarchical.

One of the most terrifying places, known as the "Living Hell", is the westernmost neighborhood of the East End, the furthest from the docks, and the most crowded, densely populated, gloomy and impoverished place.

Living Hell is often referred to by Gotham people as "Gotham of Gotham", where all the residential buildings are crookedly huddled together, the width of the alley between the buildings is not even enough for an adult to stretch out his arms, and there are so many debris piled up in such a dark and narrow alley that there is almost no place to stay.

When Batman fell from the roof of the building and walked into the alley of the first living hell, he found that when he looked up from the ground, there was only a very narrow gap in the sky above him, and the dense wires and antennas on it obscured most of the vision, like a large net hanging over his head.

It is very difficult to make your way through such an alley, even Batman, there is hardly any light here, only a few high windows reveal a faint light, and Batman finally turns on his flashlight after nearly tripping over the garbage bag several times.

But even then, it was very difficult to walk here, and Batman had barely taken two steps in an alley when he noticed an extremely twisted staircase spiraling into a dark hallway.

He walked up the creaking staircase, and when he came out of the hallway, he found that there was another flat ground in front of him, and he walked forward and found that it was the top of a building, and the bottom of his feet was another dark alley.

Batman found a ladder on the top of this building to the top of the other building, and even Batman's skills had to walk through it carefully.

When he stood on the ladder, he looked down, and it was like an endless abyss below, full of layers of windows, wires, garbage bags, all the messy and complicated things entangled together, like a hell spreading down the layers.

Walking through the ladder to the other side, he saw the mountain of garbage bags piled up in the corner of the roof, and when he walked to the other side, there was another high-rise building on top of each other, and there was a small door on the side that he needed to bend over.

The situation here is worse than outside, there is hardly any light, and the hallway is so narrow that Batman has to tighten his arms while keeping his head down, otherwise he can't climb the stairs at all.

Batman felt that it was not accurate to call this kind of passage a staircase, it was more like a intestine, and it was too apt to call it a living hell.

This narrow, dark, cramped corridor is like the intestinal organ of a living life, and after Batman walked up two floors, he finally saw another small door next to it.

After exiting this door, the corridor in front of me finally became a little wider, but the door was still closed, and there were all kinds of signs hanging in the hallway, delicatessen, grocery store, barber shop, etc.

Batman was suddenly surprised to find that there seemed to be a set of its own ecosystem in the living hell, he walked through this corridor and found that there were a total of six small intestine doors leading here, and according to Batman's estimate, the structure of these six intestinal passages should be the same as when he came, corresponding to the entrances of the six directions of the building.

It's weird and wonderful, Batman thought.

The city is like a microcosm of Gotham, and it lives up to the title of "Gotham of Gotham".

He was surprised to find that not only did there be a variety of living facilities here, but also electricity, water and communication systems of their own, and the thick water pipes spread infinitely forward in the dark corridors, like thick blood vessels, and the wires hung on the top of his head in a mess, like dense nerves.

Countless posters and advertisements are posted on the side of each portal, and many even have mailboxes in front of them.

Batman is the first time to see such a Gotham, after all, he didn't have a Batmobile before, and the scope of his fight against crime is basically centered on Wayne Building, spreading out to the surroundings for a distance, and those robbers are basically in this range, after all, it is the most prosperous commercial street in Gotham.

But now, in the midst of this living hell, he sees another side of Gotham City that no one knows, or rather, a reality beneath the surface of Gotham's prosperity.

But the strange thing is that this place is dark, cramped, terrifying and weird, but with a complete set of ecological system, it shows a different vitality and charm, and even a kind of fascinating beauty.

Batman thinks that he may be crazy, and he even thinks that such a real and chaotic scene is the ultimate answer to the city.