Dead branches like gray hand bones crawl all over the courtyard wall, and from time to time there are creepy and miserable screams from the building, and the wall skin is mottled and peeled off by wind and rain, showing a strange appearance, like a devil's painting, and the whole building has an eerie atmosphere from the inside out.

This is one of the oldest buildings in Gotham, the Arkham Asylum.

It looks like a psychiatric hospital or a prison, where many mentally ill people with criminal tendencies are incarcerated.

Gotham, somehow, seems to really be a cursed place, where there are as many murderers with mental problems as pickpockets who can enjoy a day by stealing a hundred dollars elsewhere.

Interior of the madhouse.

Batman hid in the shadows, crouching over the railing near the roof, his cold gaze looking down.

He came here at the docks to investigate a large number of chemical raw materials.

He thought that someone was secretly making enough white powder to send thousands of people to the gallows, but now it seems that things are a little different from what he thought.

In the warehouse underneath, it looks like a pharmaceutical factory.

Buckets of white powder were mixed under the hands of workers in pharmaceutical suits, and under the command of a man in a white lab coat, they were poured into the city's water pipes that flowed through Arkham.

The man was like a scarecrow in the field, with a thin body, a slightly rickety back, wearing glasses and a polite appearance, but there was a bit of madness hidden between his eyebrows, and the name plate on his chest was written with the words Jonathan Klein, and his position was that of the attending physician.

"The attending physician of this madhouse."

Bruce frowned.

But it is clear that the doctor is not satisfied with his usual work, and spends his days dealing with insane mentally ill people, and carries out other business.

Eyes swept over the pipes and accidentally spilled as they poured medicines, leaving traces of accumulated thickness.

"I've been working here for at least a few days."

"Someone is poisoning people all over Gotham?"

No, it's not an ordinary toxin, and he drinks Gotham's water, but he doesn't feel anything wrong.

Bruce was about to fly down, stop the gang with his fists, and then hang the emaciated doctor into the sky with a hook and rope to torture him, when a message suddenly came from the hood.

"Alfred?"

"Young master, someone came to visit.

Your bat mask seems to be exposed, and you'd better come back and take a look. ”

Receiving Alfred's quick and brief warning, Batman hesitated, covered up the sound of rushing water in the pipe, and dipped a little of the powder that had been sprinkled when carrying the medicine in the corner of the wall with a hook, quickly put it away, turned around and disappeared into the shadows unconsciously.

After the death of his parents, he was raised by the old butler, and in Bruce's heart, Ah Fu was the only family left, and he rode back home quickly.

……

A few minutes ago, on the streets of Gotham.

Pedestrians were talking about one thing, and Falcone, one of Gotham's biggest gang leaders, was stripped of his underwear and tied to a bat lamp in a large shape, throwing a bat signal to the cloudy sky.

As soon as Gotham looked up, he could see the terrifying projection of the bat.

Years of being the godfather of the underworld are gone, and the whole of Gotham feels that maybe something is different.

This has never happened before, and someone is challenging the dark and decaying order of the city.

The hooligans and thugs in the streets of Gotham have finally begun to act like a real criminal when they block the road and rob the shops, and they will be a little panicked and scramble in the crime, for fear that the shadow of the bat monster will appear from a high place at any time in the next second, casting a shadow and enveloping people!

"Batman?"

A newspaper was blown in the wind and slapped in his face, and he was looking up at the tall buildings when he first arrived in Gotham.

Clark took the newspaper off his face and saw the bright red headline on the newspaper - under the batlight, the Roman Falcone was captured.

Comes with a photo of the scene and a sketch of Batman's back with his wings flashing between tall buildings.

He was stunned, why was this silhouette so familiar.

"This is the one who knows the whereabouts of the pool of Lazarus?"

Clark looked back in confusion, only to see a somewhat strange person.

"Who are you? How to wear David's clothes? ”

David returned to the town earlier and naturally regained his appearance, but when he came to Gotham, he naturally couldn't show his true face.

"Where's your blue hood?"

He prompted him.

"David? How did you become like this? Is this also what you are capable of? ”

As soon as he heard this sentence and the familiar height and body shape, Clark immediately recognized that the person in front of him was his younger brother, and was greatly surprised, so he took out the blue hood and put it on according to his younger brother's wishes.

"Where are we going to find this Batman now?"

"Bats are creatures that have always been diurnal and nocturnal."

Ignoring Clark's curious gaze, he thought for a moment, Davy said.

"Go and have a look at his house."

Batman also needs to rest, and at night is when Gotham is full of crime, and he may be at home at this time.

The two traveled at supersonic speed through the city to the outskirts of Gotham, in front of Wayne Manor.

Green meadows, walls full of creepers, tall black manor gates, long statue corridors and a fountain, a magnificent castle.

"What a big estate.

The Lex family's estate is also not as vast as the land here. ”

Standing outside the manor, Clark glared and sighed, feeling like a country boy entering the city, looking inside.

"That Batman lives here?

By the way, what are his abilities? ”

The newspaper said that Batman stood up to fight the gangsters to save others and maintain the law and order of the city, and it was impossible to face the many criminals with guns with his bare hands, and he instinctively remembered the capable people he had met before.

"You've seen it."

"See?" Clark looked puzzled, he didn't see anything but an old manor house on a large area.

David didn't choose to break in and rang the doorbell.

On the palm-sized screen of the square stone pillar next to the door, an old man with the style of a British butler appeared on his face.

"Who are you?"

"Is Bruce Wayne here?"

"I'm sorry, he's not at home, please come back another day, can you leave your name, I'll ...... when the master comes back"

"Is Batman there?"

Ignoring Ah Fu's formulaic answer, David turned to a cold voice.

Right now, Bruce Wayne is striking while the iron is hot to leave a shadow of fear in the hearts of all the villains in Gotham?

During the day, he actually worked overtime outside to fight crime.

"Batman?

Do you mean the vigilante who flies around Gotham in a batcape? ”

Alfred recognized David at a moment's notice, and said quietly on the surface.

Batman had shown David's face on the Batcave screen to gather information, and he had seen a shocking video of his finger emitting light and killing robbers with ease.

"This is Wayne Manor, and there's no one you're looking for."

Then, with an apologetic tone, the video was turned off.

"What now?"

Clark scratched his face and was turned away, the matter was urgent, did he want to break in?

"It doesn't matter, my purpose has been achieved.

A bat should be rushing back to its nest right now. ”

Not going to wait stupidly outside, Davie pulled Clark through the gate and into the manor.

……

Riding a batmobile, Batman rushes back to his own estate.

Sneaking into the second floor of his house with a hook like a thief, he looked out the window.

In the reception room, the two sat on the sofa and were entertained by Ah Fu.

A familiar figure didn't drink the coffee in front of him, and his five fingers tapped quickly on the armrest of the sofa, as if he was impatiently waiting for something.

"This raptor hasn't left Gotham yet? What could make him anxious? ”

(End of chapter)