"Zombies again?"

In the dimly lit streets, Mason frowned.

He hesitated for a few seconds, looked left and right, and whispered to Batman:

"Truth be told, I've been studying the characteristics of those monsters privately since the last time I saw them in Black Gate Prison. Need some advice?

I mean, I can look at it from the perspective of an alchemist, and that might give you a different way of thinking. ”

"Oh?"

Batman narrowed his eyes and said:

"What did you find?"

"That's too much."

The new supervillain "Three-Headed Dog", disguised as "Mason Cooper", took out a small notebook from his bosom and waved it in front of Batman's eyes.

After turning a few pages, I read one by one:

"I've found that these guys are driven by a desire to kill and hunger, their vision has completely deteriorated, they are photophobic but more active in the dark.

They rely on their sense of hearing and smell to hunt.

The body fat dissolves and only retains the atrophied muscle tissue and bones, and it looks at the slow-moving but immediately enters a 'berserk' mode once it is stimulated by the flesh.

All of their bodily fluids are poisonous, their claws and teeth are rich in toxins, and even decay after a second death can contaminate the nearby land.

Its internal organs are highly alienated.

All organs except the digestive system dissolve themselves, and that highly toxic gastric juice can digest almost anything and convert it into energy to support action. ”

Mason babbled a lot, and at the end rubbed his chin and said with some uncertainty:

"In fact, the more I researched, the more I suspect that these zombies are like a kind of 'weapon' designed to quickly transform ordinary life into a ruthless killing machine after infection."

"Where did you find all this information?"

After a few seconds of silence, Batman suddenly said in a faint voice:

"You've only seen zombies once, right? Mason, are you... Hiding something from me? ”

"Uh..."

Mason seemed to be asked.

The young man lowered his head and pursed his lips a little weakly, hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind that it seemed that he really wanted to reveal some secret that had been hidden.

He looked up and watched as Batman plucked up his courage and said:

"Actually, I dissected them and collected some samples for private research, right in the sewers of the Black Gate Prison.

I didn't tell you about it because I didn't want you to think I was interested in monsters and make you... Well, you know, I grew up with very few friends. ”

"The sewers of the Black Gate Prison? You really didn't mention it. ”

Batman's heart moved.

Another suspicion about the young man Mason seems to have been solved, but one word is not enough for the cautious old man to clear his name.

However, Mason's ability to take the initiative to speak out may mean that he really wants to maintain a "friendship" with the Bat Family, and cares a lot about his impression in the minds of the members of the Bat Family.

"Very well, the information you provided is very useful."

Although Mason said all this information that Batman already knew, the old man still encouraged the young man to leave.

But the next moment, Mason spoke again:

"Batman, wait! I'm not done yet, but the last and most important conclusion from my research. ”

He tore off a page from his research notebook and handed it to Batman, who took it in his hand and looked at it.

It is marked with some drawings and characteristic descriptions of zombie organs, and it also records a very clear alchemical transformation formula, which looks like it.

But this thing does enter Batman's knowledge blind spot.

He could only infer from the obscure "technical terms" that Mason might have come to some seemingly unclear conclusions.

"I know you want to save everyone, but I advise you not to bother. I have observed in the Black Gate Prison, and I have also done experiments with mice, and this zombie virus has no disease or infection process after entering the living body.

It's not as simple as 'poisoning'.

In alchemical parlance, it is a transformation of life forms. ”

Mason patiently whispered to Batman in an academic tone like a professional:

"Once a living organism is scratched or comes into contact with the virus itself, the transformation cannot be stopped and will be completed in a short time. Therefore, the best way to keep ordinary people away from disasters is to provide them with some kind of prevention in advance.

Similar to vaccines.

Alas, it's a pity that my alchemy skills are too low to make a special preventive potion against this virus, and the antidote I can make has no effect on it.

I'm trying to make an ointment that kills them effectively, though.

If you need it, I can expedite the research and provide it free of charge. ”

"You've done well enough, Mason, and your research has actually inspired me beyond my imagination."

Batman nodded and replied:

"Now let's go home. If the three-headed dog has his eye on you again, contact me immediately! ”

"Okay."

The young man nodded as well, and he quickly took out a folded letter from his bosom, handed it to Batman, and said:

"This is what I found at the door of the hut when I went out to buy something this afternoon, and it should have been for you."

"Huh?"

Batman took the letter.

A glance at the familiar font on the envelope immediately knew that it was a letter from the missing Catwoman, which made the old man's heart immediately relax a lot.

The woman who was the same as the cat was still alive.

It's good that there's one less thing to worry about from the bottom of his heart.

Mason waved back at the sound of a taxi on the street ahead, and by the time he said goodbye again, the shadows behind him were empty.

This technique of rapid movement and breath occlusion scares Mason's heart.

If Batman were an assassin...

Tsk, I can't imagine it.

Mason got into a cab and left, and above the building at the top of the entire block, in the cockpit of the Batfighter in optical camouflage, the old man stared at the departing taxi.

After a few seconds, he said:

"Barbara, let's take a look at Mason's activities tonight through the positioning of the bat phone."

"Bruce, why do you keep doubting Mason?"

Barbara grumbled as she tapped the keyboard:

"And it's so bad that you installed physical location in the phone you gave him, have you ever wondered how angry Mason will be if he finds out the truth?

He adores you so much. ”

"Just because I'm tracking him doesn't mean I don't trust him."

The old man said in the same tone:

"It's just a cautious concern, and I have good reason to suspect that the three-headed dog's goal in Gotham is to recapture Mason.

He must be secured until the event is over. ”

"Well, there's no problem with Mason's trajectory."

Barbara Gordon was silent for a few seconds, then looked at the path-tracing map on her computer and replied:

"Except for the long time spent at the iceberg bar that the kite man took over and the magic supply shop just now, it's almost a straight line, and I haven't been anywhere else, let alone approached those zombie haunts."

The Bat fighter took off silently at this moment.

"Good, keep monitoring the city."

The old man looked at Gotham City, where thousands of lights were lit up at night, and he opened the letter in his hand and whispered:

"I have a hunch that tonight's events may be just the beginning."

"Hmm."

The communicator answered and fell silent, while Batman, who was on autopilot, leaned back in his seat and read the letters in his hand, which were all very ordinary greetings and said that he was taking care of some personal matters and would return to Gotham in the near future.

But for a detective like Batman, the world's number one, the secret words hidden in this letter can't hide from him at all.

This made the old man immediately raise his vigilance.

What happened to Selena that made her need to send a message to herself in code?

Is she in danger?

On the way back to the Batcave, it took Batman five minutes to find all the code words, and then combined them into two sentences in the format agreed between him and Catwoman:

"Bruce, be careful."

The first sentence made the old man's heart skip a beat, and he immediately looked at the second sentence:

"When the old lady goes back, you playboy will be over! I'm really angry about what your other lover did for you! ”

"Huh?"

The old man, who originally thought that there would be some distress message or shocking secret hidden in this letter, was stunned for a moment, and he frowned and began to think about his past relationship with Selena.

You haven't done anything wrong, have you?

Why is she so angry?

What kind of playboy are you talking about, that's just his disguised identity!

It's just a scene with those models and celebrities, and this cat-like woman really has a cat-like temper, which is really elusive.

The man in the bat helmet leaned against the edge of the cockpit, looking at the city flying below, and the man who was almost omnipotent when he was alone finally had the same troubled expression as ordinary men.

Alas, no way.

Who made him fall in love with a cool girl in a leather coat with a whip?

But the old man is the old man after all, and his melancholy is only fleeting and quickly enters the working state, he answered the old housekeeper's phone and asked:

"Alfred, where is Lucius's research on the zombie virus?"

"His team has completed the extraction of the viral gene sequence and made several targeted drugs, which are in the first round of trials."

The old butler sighed and said:

"That project is like running water, and in less than half a month, they have already spent money on ten Bat fighters! Last month's stock earnings were all thrown in.

Also, young master, I'm on vacation in Italy right now!

Please do not disturb a poor old man enjoying his leisure at this time, in fact, I am preparing to go to a feast with some very attractive ladies. ”

"Ah Fu, let Lucius speed up! Don't care about money, that thing is meaningless in the face of crisis. ”

Batman paused and said in a deep voice:

"Zombies are back in Gotham, just tonight, and there is a tendency to spread, the worst speculation about this has come true, and whether Lucius's side can produce results is related to whether we can survive this crisis."

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the conversation, and the old butler said in a brief tone:

"I'll book a plane back to Gotham right away."

"No, the manor's private jet had already departed to pick you up an hour ago."

The old man said in a quiet tone:

"It's too much to let an old man like you come back in a bumpy first class cabin, besides, Ah Fu..."

"Happy birthday."

---

"This potion I made last night, a destructive potion found in the alchemy book that works against necromantic creatures."

Early the next morning, a guest came to the office of the chief of the Gotham Police Department, and Gordon, who had stayed up all night, drank thick coffee and watched Mason in front of him demonstrate a white potion.

Mason pinched the "Primary Black Blood" potion in his hand like a salesman.

This potion is a special battle potion for witchers recorded in Old K's alchemy book, and has a damage amplification and weakening effect on necromantic creatures.

Demon hunters usually drink it directly.

But the average person drank it and was going to see God immediately, so Mason modified its recipe a little bit to make it a ointment that could be applied to weapons.

This successful recipe modification gave Mason a 40-fold increase in skill proficiency, which made him more determined to the practical idea that "the essence of alchemy is change".

"You can dilute it tenfold and use it to soak the bullets, so that even if you can't hit the zombies in the head, they will do more damage and make them react much slower."

The young man showed the director how to use the primary black blood potion, picked up the vial and made a throwing motion, and said to Gordon, who was yawning:

"If you're surrounded by zombies, throw it out, the necromantic creatures hate the smell, and if you pour it on you, it looks like a moving poop to the zombies.

They will naturally ignore and stay away from you. ”

"Great stuff, Mason, we really need it."

Gordon, who hadn't slept all night until three hours ago, was still shooting zombies with a gun, and thanked him with dark circles under his eyes, and he looked at the small box of potions that Mason provided for free, and got up to thank himself as a legal "ward".

Mason glanced at him and pulled out a vial of Vitality Potion and dripped it into Gordon's coffee, and the Director quickly regained his vitality and became full of energy.

"Gordon, I may not be able to say these things, but I don't think you can be led by the nose by the supervillain who manipulates the zombie attack villains."

Before leaving, Mason advised the director:

"People will always be able to create zombies faster than you can go to the police, and even with the support of the Bat Family, you will quickly become exhausted.

I told Batman that last night, and he thought it made sense.

Maybe you should contact the government's medical department.

Let's see if we can make some immunization drugs and distribute them to the public, so that at least they don't have to worry about accidentally getting scratched or getting infected by touching filth. ”

"I've been in touch since the Black Gate Prison incident, Mason."

Chief Gordon drops Mason to the door of the police station.

The old man, who was always under a lot of pressure, lit a cigarette and said to Mason with a hint of helplessness and anxiety:

"But there was no response from above, I contacted some of my old friends, and they told me that this matter was taken over by the Sky Eye Society, and they were solely responsible for the countermeasures.

Amanda Waller is a very annoying guy.

All of her maniacs' covert activities in Gotham over the past few years had not been reported in advance, and she, as the commander of the secret department, would not have informed me of the progress of the incident with my little police chief. ”

The old man spat out the smoke ring and said to Mason:

"But we're already figuring out a way, and I trust Batman more than the Sky Eye Club."

"I trust him too, but his power alone is limited after all."

Mason frowned and said:

"When he comes up with a plan, I'm afraid that zombie attacks have become normalized, which makes me feel insecure living in this city. Gordon, maybe I should take Barbara to Brughhaven for hiding. ”

"Don't worry, Batman's energy is much greater than you think."

Gordon dropped the cigarette butt, patted the young man on the shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Targeted drugs are being made, and Batman has enlisted the help of his good friend Bruce Wayne, and the medical arm of Wayne Industries will soon begin mass production.

This news may give you peace of mind to study your wonderful potions.

But don't tell anyone else, lest it cause confusion. ”

"What?"

Mason looked shocked, and he lost his voice and said:

"Bruce Wayne, who changes girlfriends all day long, is actually a friend of Batman? How is this possible? They are completely people of two worlds! ”

"Didn't expect that, boy?"

Gordon looked at Mason with a shocked face, and immediately laughed, and said mysteriously:

"The water in this city is a lot deeper than you think, young man, and Bruce Wayne is a supernumerary member of the Bat family in a sense.

Well, the news can't be leaked either.

You know how important it is. ”

"Well, I know, this shocking news is enough for me to digest for a while."

Mason shook his head and waved goodbye to Gordon, a smile finally appeared on his lips as he left the police station, and when he waved to stop the taxi, the young man sighed in his heart:

"It's you, sir, I know that no matter what trouble I encounter, I will never be disappointed if I pin my hopes on you. Then the next stop of the supervillain Three-Headed Dog is Wayne Industries' medical department.

Well, since you've decided to go there, you might be able to take a look at the R&D department, which specializes in equipping the master.

Maybe there's an unexpected surprise? ”