In order to allow Bruce to write his dissertation well, Schiller came to Wayne Building with an umbrella that night.

However, he didn't plan to be like Superman, grabbing a villain is a fat beating, and the movement that makes it too big is too much, and it is very laborious.

He had some guesses about the identity of the villain, after all, the previous scenes had provided a lot of clues, and Schiller knew that tonight's opponent was not suitable for brute force to solve, so he did not call Moonlight Schiller out, but planned to come by himself.

After leaving the school, he turned into a gray mist, like a gust of wind through the streets, without causing any waves.

At this time, there was no one in the Wayne Building, and the light in one window after another was extinguished, until finally, what should have been the most brightly lit building in Gotham was completely reduced to darkness and blended into the rainy night.

As the breeze passed through the streets and alleys, before coming to the gate of the Wayne Building, a notice was blown up by the wind, which clearly read: "Today, the entire building is overhauled, and the power will be completely cut off after 6 p.m." ”

Without electricity, it is impossible to work, and the employees have gone home early, but an uninvited guest has visited the place earlier.

In the corridor on the 13th floor of the Wayne Building, a figure was slowly advancing, and it was not difficult to see from his footsteps that he was also a little hesitant, and the situation today seemed to be a little different from the past.

In normal times, the lights of the Wayne Building would not have been turned off so early, and many of the rooms here were brightly lit all night, even if there was less traffic at night, there were still people.

But today, there is nothing here, only the cold wind howling outside the window, and the sound of rain getting louder and louder.

The feeling of oppression brought by the typhoon is completely different from the sea breeze of the past, and after the storm swept from the sea, it did not weaken its momentum at all, but continued to move forward, as if the steel jungle built by humans was still vulnerable in front of it.

The fierce wind blew through the steel building, bringing an eerie sound like a wail, and the sneaky figure was startled when the first lightning came.

The white light lit up the night sky for a moment, and it also illuminated the appearance of this figure.

It was a young man, dressed in a tight-fitting uniform, and there was nothing unusual about it, but he held a strangely shaped gun in his hand.

When the lightning fell, he instinctively fired a shot into the void, and in an instant, a shiny shard appeared in the room, and he took three steps and two steps, and rushed directly into the shard.

After a moment, as if realizing that there was no danger, the figure reappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and continued rummaging through his office in Wayne Building.

If anyone has ever read the comics of the Flash series, then they must have recognized his identity at this moment, this villain who sneaked into Wayne Mansion and gave Batman a headache is called the Mirror Master.

The ability of the Mirror Master, as the name suggests, is able to travel through mirrors, or all reflective objects, and has a mirror gun that can be used to create mirrors that can be used to travel through space.

At the same time, he can also be divided into many and create many mirror clones to confuse opponents, and in early comics, he can also create strong flashes of light to catch The Flash off guard.

At this time, the Mirror Master was rummaging through the office of the Wayne Building, because he had already searched the data room that he thought was possible, but there was no important information in it, and in order not to miss possible clues, he was conducting a carpet search.

He didn't plan to make a quick decision at all, because he could leave at any time and no one could stop him, so what about Bruce Wayne? He's just a rich guy, and the Mirror Master can even trap him in the mirror space at any time, and if he breaks the mirror, he'll die.

Just as the Mirror Master was very focused on checking the information, suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow in his peripheral vision.

The Master of Mirroring turned his head, but saw nothing, and he thought, maybe it was the phantom caused by the wind blowing the curtains.

But this made his spirit a little nervous, because at this time, the environment in the Wayne Building was indeed very terrifying.

The entire building was out of power, which meant there wasn't

There is any light, under normal circumstances, even if the lights are not turned on, the moonlight can shine in, and you can barely see the scene inside the house, but this is not the case in Gotham.

Gotham is a city where you rarely see the moon and the sun, and the most clouds above the city are dark clouds, which can block out all light, let alone light. It's still raining.

The 13th floor where the mirror master is located is a very awkward floor, far from the ground, and it is difficult for the light of the street lamp to shine on, but the floor is not high enough to overlook the lighthouse, and it is very unlucky that the room where the mirror master is located faces east, and there is another building not far away, which almost completely blocks the light.

In an almost completely dark environment, the human spirit will be highly concentrated, and the sensitivity of the senses will also increase, and it will be easy to magnify certain wind and grass, resulting in the shadow of the cup.

The mirror master's eyes were no longer so focused, he picked up a document, and as his eyes swept over, he glanced to the side again, as if to observe the state of the curtains.

Suddenly, there was another noise on his left, which was very clear in the dark room, and the mirror master immediately put down the file and made a defensive gesture, and he fixed his eyes to see that it was a paper cup on the table that fell to the ground.

He walked over and picked up the paper cup, and held it in front of him, until he was close to his eyes, and it seemed to have some stains on it.

Master Mirror thought it might be a coffee stain from drinking coffee, but when the paper cup approached, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

With a "snap", the paper cup he threw out hit the glass, and the mirror master swallowed his saliva, took two steps back, and turned around to leave.

But at this moment, a strange "squeak" sound came, and a gust of wind blew from the open window, and the cold wind made the mirror master feel a chill on his back, and he realized that he had broken out in a cold sweat.

Investigate in the dark. What is needed is not only superpowers, but also strong willpower and courage to be fearless of all kinds of emergencies.

Not everyone is Batman, only haunts the dark nights of Gotham, and Master Mirror comes from Canterlot, where the sun is shining and the climate is good, so he has never been alone in a room without any light on such a terrifying typhoon night.

As soon as a person begins to feel scared, he becomes unsettled and delirious, and the same goes for the Mirror Master, who just wants to get out of this room as quickly as possible, turning his head and walking forward, not noticing that there is a ballpoint pen at his feet.

He stepped on one foot, shifted his weight forward, and the ballpoint pen slid backwards like a ball, and with a "bang", the mirror master fell to the ground.

He hurriedly got up, took out his pistol, and waved it into the air, he said, "Get out!" I see you! Get out of here! Don't let me shoot!! ”

The only answer to him was the mournful howl of the night wind outside the window.

The Mirror Master's lips trembled, and after a moment, he fired another shot, burrowing into the mirror world.

After calming down for a while, he felt. I may be making a little fuss, but the window is not closed tightly, causing the wind to blow in, and the smell on the paper cup may be just my own illusion, if I just run away, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing.

People who are in a safe environment will always overestimate their guts, such as every player who swears in front of the door of a haunted house.

The Master of Mirroring poked his head out again, and found that everything was calm again, and he stepped out of the mirror, about to leave the office, but at this moment, he heard two "swishs".

Suddenly turning around, the mirror master saw that the curtains had closed on their own, covering all the glass.

In his field of vision, a breeze passed through the center of the office from far and near, carrying a thin mist.

Suddenly, on one of the desks farthest away from the mirror master, a stack of A4 papers was blown up and fluttered into the air.

The Mirror Master looked up and saw that all the papers had slashed in an eerie arc and flew towards their target.

The glass partitions between the desks were all plastered with paper, and all the reflective stainless steel glass cups were also encased.

Like strange footsteps, the A4 paper did not stop moving forward, flying towards the glass walls and doors of the entire office, and then one after another

, all the glass is airtight.

As soon as the mirror master raised his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his hand, and with a "snap", the mirror gun in his hand was knocked away.

He was even more flustered, and turned around to run, but suddenly he was pasted on his face by an A4 paper, and he hurriedly took the A4 paper down.

But soon, he saw that the A4 paper that had been pasted on the glass began to have strange smiling faces on it.

In the almost completely lightless office, the mirror master could only see that one after another strange smiley face patterns were spreading towards him, and the strong smell of blood was coming, and at this time, he found that he had no way to escape.

He ran to the door, but it was locked, and the mirror gun fell to the other end of the office, but it was all paper with smiling faces on it.

All reflective objects were obscured, his abilities were useless, and fear had prevented him from making proper judgments.

He leaned against the door and fell to the ground, and the moment the fluttering paper flew towards him, he put his arm in front of him and let out a scream.

Then, he saw that the tip of a knife appeared in the center of his forehead, and a man holding an umbrella stood in front of him, and the mirror master slowly raised his hands.

He kept panting, staring at the man in front of him, and he asked, "You...... Who are you? How did you end up here? ”

"That's the question I'm going to ask you." Schiller opened his mouth and said: "Here you are the uninvited guest. ”

"You're Wayne? Oh no, you can't be Wayne, who the hell are you?! Aren't you also an uninvited guest?! The Mirror Master raised his voice and said in a sinister voice.

Schiller kept his eyes closed, because he knew that the mirror master could enter the human eye through the reflection of the pupil, making people temporarily blind.

"You shouldn't be here." Schiller brought the tip of the knife closer to the Mirror Master, and deliberately shook it in front of his eyes.

Sensing the imminent death, the Mirror Master desperately wanted to flee from here, but there were no reflective items in this room, except for the knife in front of him.

The knife fixed to the front of the umbrella has a smooth and flat metal surface, which can reflect the figure of a person even in a low-light environment, like a mirror.

In an instant, the Mirror Master activated his ability, took a step forward, and invaded the umbrella knife.

In the next second, he fell to the ground screaming, and his body was surrounded by a cursed black mist.

In the midst of the pain, he saw a knife stuck in a crack in the ground less than three centimeters from his ear.

An indifferent voice exploded in his ears like thunder, completely breaking the mirror master's psychological defense.

"It's a curse, and if it is not lifted, you will die within twenty-four hours."