Chapter 272: A Warning
"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes!"
A middle-aged man said into the TV camera during an interview.
At the same time, many more people claiming to be eyewitnesses appeared in the television cameras.
"Batman? That's right, it's him! Dude tells you, he's just as cool, ten times cooler than all the descriptions you can find about him online! β
"All of a sudden, he just came out and beat that psychopathic soul hard!"
"Doesn't anyone care about that armored spider buddy? Dude told you that he was also handsome, and my phone recorded the whole process. The armor, and his strengthβyou didn't see how far the monster was kicked by him.
And his palm can project some kind of energy attack! Energy weapons! Do you know what this concept is? β
β......β
The incident in the central business district immediately detonated the small Thunder City, and almost instantly everyone knew that Batman was coming to Thunder City.
All kinds of media also rushed to the scene as soon as possible. After understanding the situation, many people couldn't help but exclaim that today's incident can be said to be a miracle.
A heavily armed madman bursts into the city's largest mall with a variety of sophisticated guns and ammunition. It was probably destined to be a day that will forever be remembered in the history of Thunder City - in a completely different form than it is now. That mall could have been littered with corpses, and countless people could have died at the gunpoint of that madman. He will create a century of blood that will shake the world for many years to come.
But none of that happened, just because of two people.
Before the madman could fire the first shot, Batman caught him. Some witnesses said he didn't even know what was going on because the process was so fast. In less than a minute, all the abilities and all the means of that pervert were completely dissolved.
With zero losses and zero casualties, Batman and Spider-Man have undoubtedly done something almost impossible today.
"I just walked to the door and was about to go out!" One young girl said, "I could have probably died by now!" β
"There's no doubt about it, it's something the sheriff's department can never do. I think today the city owes him ......"
"What? No, Batman didn't kill that person. One witness shook his head in denial when asked about it, "Oh yes, I know, he's dead, but it wasn't Batman's doing." β
"What? Who killed that? So how would I know ......"
β......β
The site is being cleaned up. Detective Luo Yajun broke away from the team again, lit a cigarette and walked casually to a small corner where no one was around.
"You fired the gun."
Batman's voice rang out from above.
"Don't talk nonsense. It was a chaotic scene, and who knows who fired the shot? Luo Yajun snorted.
But they all knew that it was Royajun who fired the gun, and Yaslan Khalifa died under his gun.
Yes, he knew that this was a death row prisoner, and he might be re-sentenced to death in a few days after he was caught. And wasting his strength to kill such a scum is not only unnecessary to advance the death date of the other party, but also may require him to make up a report after he goes back, and if he is unlucky, there may be criticism.
But he didn't care, he just enjoyed the thrill of destroying the dregs.
"But I'm not here to talk about this, I have something else to show you."
Luo Yajun said, and took out a transparent evidence bag.
Batman appeared behind him at some point, reaching out and taking the bag.
There was a bullet lying quietly inside. The logo on the bullet is clearly marked in detective mode.
Stark.
"That perverted bullet, one of them." Luo Yajun said, "There are many more. The equipment he uses, the equipment he uses, all have this label. β
Luo Yajun changed his words.
"Of course, I know that's not true. That stinky guy named Stark, he's your friend, isn't he? Luo Yajun couldn't help laughing, "I have to say, a way to blame like this...... They're creative, but they're also stupid.
No one really believes that you steel buddies would build such a boring thing, do they? β
Although the weapon used by the perverted murderer can be regarded as well-equipped, it is obviously different from the art style of Stark's things. At least so far, Iron Man has brought some high-tech products that have shattered people in various fields, and this kind of mediocre firearms and ammunition does seem a bit low to him.
But Luo Yajun thought about it.
"Oh, wait, when I didn't say it. After thinking about it, I suddenly thought about it and felt that there are many fools......"
After all, the Ninth Special Service Department was also a secret organization, and there is a set of intelligence control. Therefore, Luo Yajun knows that the rhythm can never overestimate the IQ of some netizens, and sometimes the direction of public opinion really depends on how the rhythm is brought, as long as the strength is in place, the white can be smeared into black, and the black can also be washed back to white.
"But tell your friends not to worry, no one will pay attention to this." "We'll make sure of that." There is only one small problem, and that is the person behind this murderer, the guy with bad intentions who provided him with these equipment......"
Turning around again, Batman is gone.
β...... Oh, that's good. Luo Yajun lit a new cigarette, "I guess you've got it done." β
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Sojitz Technology.
Naoya Iwanaga stood in front of a huge screen in his office, squinting at the report on the Chuo business district.
"Outrageous, no one mentions weapons at all......" Iwanaga Naoya muttered to himself, "Batman, how did he happen to be there?"
Not a single casualty, unbelievable. β
He snorted.
"It looks like this madman is just talking about it, it's not like that at all. It's a failed investment......"
The assistant asked, "Is the plan nullified?" β
"It doesn't have to be." Iwanaga Naoya said, "It's better to keep this matter hot according to the original plan, and try to make people pay attention to Stark's weapon."
While the results certainly didn't meet our initial expectations, they were better than nothing. This is just the beginning, wait until the next step......"
The TV screen suddenly turned, and a new image appeared.
Naoya Iwanaga was stunned for a moment and looked at the assistant: "Who is putting this?" β
"No, sir. I didn't move the remote control......" the assistant said hurriedly.
Looking at the screen again, Iwanaga Naoya's hole shrank and almost went into cardiopulmonary arrest.
The picture shows a black sedan in motion, and he recognizes it as his own car at a glance.
The inside of the car was clearly filmed, and there was even audio.
It's Naoya Iwanaga and Yaslan Khalifa.
"I know you're after killing and destroying, and you need attention, you need people to know that's what you do. And I just need you to do what you do best...... And I'll pay you a lot of money......"
Naoya Iwanaga almost went black in front of him, as if the sky was spinning.
He immediately realized what the consequences would be if the footage, the conversation, were leaked. Then he's done with it.
But how is that possible? Where was this recorded from?
"Naoya Iwanaga."
An icy hoarse voice rang out. He turned his head in horror, barely screaming at the sight of Batman standing in the corner of the room.
Like a vampire, like a silent ghost. He didn't even know how long he had been there, but the whole room hadn't noticed.
"Batman!? How did you...... No," Naoya Iwanaga was in a hurry, "you don't understand, I can explain ......"
"I have found your transfer history, a hidden account transferred from a secret fund chain to Yaslan Khalifa. It's hidden, but obviously I'm the better person. β
Iwanaga Naoya's heart was half colder, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave.
He got it.
He had the evidence.
Finished.
"Security!" He gritted his teeth, like a desperate beast, "Get out!" Get him out of here! β
This idea is obviously naΓ―ve. Batman showed up in his room, how could he possibly keep his security guards? As they spoke, the security guards outside the door were already lying on the ground.
"They're asleep."
Batman walked up. With every step he took, Naoya Iwanaga felt his heart stop.
"Now, it's your turn."
"No...... Don't come, don't come!
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A few minutes later, the president of Sojitz Technology had a blue nose and swollen face, multiple fractures on his body, and the whole person was hung from the ceiling in embarrassment.
"It's a warning, a warning to all the scum on this planet like you."
Batman had stepped onto the window, his pitch-black cloak dancing in the moonlight.
"I'm looking at all of you."