Ian and Bruce left the theater, and instead of taking the golden baton, he took it in his hand and spun it around.

Gordon, who was belatedly with the police, saw this scene and quipped: "It turns out that you are still a little rich, why didn't you see it before?" ”

As one of Batman's allies, Ian and Gordon have met more than once, and the two can be considered friends, and making jokes about each other is not a big deal.

"I found this short stick from the deceased."

Ian interrupted Gordon's complaint early, explaining, "This thing is a magic item, and the police under your command can't find any clues on it."

I took it out to show off to find out what exactly the attacker's target was? ”

If the attacker, the Copperhead Snake, jumps out and grabs something, it proves that the other party is here for the golden baton.

If the other party does not react, it proves that they attacked Dr. Jones for another purpose, and they need to go around his house or office.

Gordon, the old cop, immediately understood Ian's plan, glanced at him, and thought: another character as troublesome as Batman.

Ignoring the fact that the golden shortstick should be confiscated as evidence as an item of the deceased, he said to Ian and Bruce, "Since you have your own plans, leave immediately, and don't interfere with the official duties of the police here." ”

"Yes, Director Gordon!"

Ian saluted Gordon with a hippie smile on his face without much respect, drawing the old cop's fist.

But Ian twisted his body and dodged directly, sticking out his tongue and saying, "It's not hitting!" ”

"Stinky boy!"

Gordon scolded with a smile, but instead of being angry, he felt that Ian was more energetic than Batman.

Harvey Bullock, dressed as an old detective of the last century, took a cigar in his mouth and asked, "Gordon, what do I do now?" Waiting for Batman to come and examine the body? ”

"An old dealer who smuggles antiquities, if he hadn't died in the Gotham Theater, there were reporters there, and the mayor was in a hurry, I wouldn't care how he died."

Gordon is well aware of how the Gotham criminal network works.

"Find two policemen to pull the body away, leave a few brothers to make a show, appease the hearts of those rich people, and everyone else withdraw!"

Gordon wrapped his coat tightly and muttered, "It's a big night, I don't sleep and come out to make trouble, I still have a baby daughter to take care of!" ”

Old Harvey is a veteran of this field, and he used the internal communication channel of the police station to quickly pull up the stance, which looked very lively, and was actually acting.

"Gordon is a lot better marketing than this wood-faced person."

Alfred sent the Batmobile to the theater with an unmanned system.

Bruce changes his costume on the spot and transforms into Batman. Ian stood aside, complaining ruthlessly about the old bat's rigid principles.

"Hurry up and get in the car, we're off to go!"

Ian looked at Batman's back and shook his head, leaned forward and asked, "Can you let me drive the Batmobile?" ”

Batman's neck was straight: "Your Thunder is obviously more advanced than the Batmobile." ”

Ian waved his right index finger and said, "Two different things, do you agree or disagree?" ”

Batman looked at the steering wheel and moved himself to the passenger seat: "Come on!" ”

"Woohoo!"

Ian raised his hands in cheers, jumped directly into the driver's seat, took out his mobile phone and clicked several photos: "The next time I see Dick, I must throw these photos in his face and make him envious of me." ”

Not a single Robin didn't want to drive the Batmobile alone, but until now, no one has succeeded.

Dick, the big brother of the bat family, is always coveting the driver's seat of the Batmobile.

"It's almost okay, are you still investigating the case?" Batman's face was full of black lines and reminded him.

Ian reluctantly put away his phone, closed the door, put on his seat belt, started the engine, slammed on the accelerator, and the Batmobile swooped out and sped along the Gotham Highway.

"Where are we going?" While Ian is addicted to driving, he doesn't forget to get down to business.

"Selena told me that Dr. Jones had hidden his most precious collection in a backroom in the school office."

"Alright, Gotham University, let's go!"

Ian slammed on the gas pedal again, and the Batmobile was at full speed, with the power to stop the criminals, through Gotham's largest slum, and into the history department of Gotham University.

Batman jumped out of the passenger seat, held on to the car, stared at Ian with a pair of eyes emitting a faint light, and asked, "Did you know that there is a thing called brakes in this world?" ”

"Yes!" Ian replied energetically.

"Now that you know, why don't you hit the brakes, I'm about to be thrown up!"

Batman closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and said sternly to Ian, "You don't want to touch my Batman car again!" ”

"It's okay, I'm having a good time anyway, and I even took pictures."

Ian waved his phone and laughed wildly: "This is not a loss!" ”

"Let's go."

Batman resisted the urge to spit on this kid's face, and flicked his cloak and walked towards the history department building.

"How old a person is, I can't help but be funny at all!" Ian tucked his phone into his pocket and muttered to keep up with Batman.

As a serpent, Batman is familiar with the terrain!

The two men raised their feet and fell, walking in the empty school building without making a sound.

Batman travels the world, learns real kung fu from martial arts masters in various countries, and is trained by ninja masters to stealth skills, plus the high technology of the Wayne Group to be relatively silent.

But Ian swaggered down the aisle, looking the same as usual, but there was no sound.

Batman could have guessed without using his brain that this kid must have used superpowers, but he didn't envy it at all.

"We're here!"

The two walked to the rightmost office on the first floor, where a gilded sign read "Dr. Harrison Jones."

Other than that, there doesn't seem anything special about this office, it's exactly like the other teachers' rooms.

Ian looked at the locked door and sighed, "If you just look at the appearance, it's hard to imagine that this is the house of Gotham's biggest cultural relics smuggler." ”

"Appearance is only the last means of understanding a person!" Batman squeezed such a sentence out of his throat.

"Like the building looks so calm now, but there are actually two supervillains hiding inside?"

Ian reached for the wooden door of his office, and he heard two objects moving inside, one of which was quite large.

"The other party may be one step ahead of us, or they may be waiting for us here."

"It doesn't matter, the two of us won't lose anyway."

Batman nodded, Ian exerted force in his arm, and the wooden door broke out of the control of the door shaft and flew out directly, smashing into the people in the room.

Batman will only beat people half to death, but Ian doesn't want to be so troublesome, although he didn't use all his strength, it was enough to kill an ordinary person.

Bang!

The solid wooden door slammed into a black shadow that looked like a wall, and exploded in an instant, shattering into small pieces of wood and flying out in all directions.

Batman pulls up his cloak in front of him, and the cloak made of composite fibers bounces off the pieces.

"You're making too much noise!" Batman lowered his cloak and grumbled to Ian.

Ian grinned, pointed to the room and said, "It's the movement that attracts attention, don't you look at the two things in the office and be scared by me?" ”

The two people, or things, that came before Ian, one was a strong man dressed as a tiger, and the other was a huge shark standing like a human.

"Nanase, it hurts!"

The standing great white shark blocked most of the debris that had been splashed out after the wooden door shattered, and small red and swollen packets appeared on its gray-white skin.

"I seem to know who's behind this!"

When Ian saw the silly Shark King, he immediately thought of a fat woman whose face and heart were all black.

"Who?" Batman turned his head.

At this time, the strong man dressed as a tiger hiding behind the Shark King rushed out like a thunderbolt, showed his claws, and killed Ian.

Persimmon has to be pinched softly, in the eyes of others, Batman is very hard!

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