Chapter 144: I Have a Candidate
Shen You felt that he should have thought of it a long time ago.
Gotham is the back garden of Wayne's house during the day and Batman's playground at night. It's not wrong to say that this city is his home to some extent, and it should be a matter of time before you run into an old bat if you do something here.
Like the demon spirit demon or something before, it belongs to supernatural events and Batman has little control, but although the blood cultists' side is also on the mysterious side from the source, the order itself is still a group of cultists after all. It's strange to play human trafficking in Gotham all day without attracting the attention of the old bat.
Originally, Shen You wanted to come over early, so that he could try to get some information out of the mouth of the believer who arrived first before the third person came. As a result, the first two undercover agents had nothing to ask in an instant.
The question that had been prepared suddenly suffocated. Shen You didn't say a word, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, and the two waited silently in the dark.
After a few moments, it was Batman who broke the silence first.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy this time."
Shen You thought for a moment.
Obviously, the old man didn't know that the person in front of him was also a spy like himself, and he didn't know that his vest had actually fallen off when he was seen by Shen You for the first time.
Therefore, from the master's point of view, he is still a deacon of the Blood Cult, which means that he has a similar idea to what Shen You thought at the beginning. Before the third person appeared, he took information from the mouth in front of him.
Then he obviously had to be disappointed, because Undercover Number Two didn't know anything either.
"It's definitely not going to be easy." Shen You shrugged and added, "You know." â
Batman remained silent and bowed slightly: "Of course, I understand." â
"Very well, now we both understand." Shen You also nodded.
Then he continued to be silent.
Batman: "."
The topic was put to an end. After another two minutes of silence, he continued to launch a second round of attacks without giving up.
"What happened to that 'that time' over there?" He asked.
Still vague, the term "that time" can be very broad. Maybe he was referring to a specific action that the Blood Cultist had previously discovered by Batman, or maybe he was just casually throwing bricks and bricks to get the other party to open up the topic and reveal more.
Of course, he was destined to be disappointed. Shen You shook his head: "It's the same, it's still like that, there's nothing to say." What about your side? â
"Me too."
"Hmm."
The conversation ended again, and the two fell back into a dark silence.
Awkward conversations are difficult to continue.
Fortunately, at this time, a third person appeared from the darkness, and it was also the iconic black robe of the Blood Cultist.
Shen You swept his gaze as usual. Thin figure, protruding chin, cold face. This time it's not a fake face, and even a weird and terrifying tattoo is printed on the chest.
This time, it should be a serious believer.
The true deacon walked between the two: "So early?" There is enough positivity. But then the people will be there. Let's go. The organized flight has arrived, and there is still an hour left. Let's go and wait. â
The other two had the idea of meeting the top of the Blood Cultists, so they had no objections.
The deacon seemed to be deliberately half a position slower and fell behind. After taking two steps, his complexion changed, and his magic power suddenly exploded, and the pitch-black fluctuations conjured up a sharp blade in his hand, dragging a blood-colored magic trajectory towards the back of the disguised Batman!
But Batman was so alert that he dodged with his short body, and the blade flew over his head. He crouched on the ground and turned to sweep his legs to fight back, but the deacon was astonishingly agile and shrank away from him.
Batman got up and said coldly, "What do you do?" â
"Oh, we Blood Cultists all have the mark of the Lord on our bodies." The deacon brandished a magic scythe and sneered, "I don't know if it's from the Gotham Police Department, or the FBI, or whatever." But if you dare to offend the authority of the Lord, you will only be reduced to a sacrifice. â
He glanced at Shen You, who was standing beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Let's take down this invader together!" â
"No problem."
Shen You said and came closer.
At this moment of lightning, the deacon's pupils shrank, and he suddenly found a spot.
Wait a minute. These two people had already met before they came, and they should have sensed each other before the imprint. So there is an imposter who has no mark on his body, why didn't his colleague find it before?
Do you say.?
Bang.
Shen You slashed him in the back of the neck with a knife.
The magic scythe in the deacon's hand dissipated. His eyes widened, and his face was full of unwillingness before he lost consciousness.
Fake, all fake.
It's all liars
Poof.
The only true believer fell to the ground, and the remaining two undercover surfaces looked at each other.
Batman frowned, looking at him in a wary stance.
"Don't stare at me like that, your own people." Shen You spread his hands.
The old bat didn't react, and it was still ready to do it at any time.
Who is with your own people. JPGã
Shen You thought about it, and the bracelet was activated in a built-in subspace. Metal parts appeared out of thin air, assembled and assembled in an instant, turning into a classic red and silver armor that enveloped him entirely.
He was sure he caught a hint of surprise in the cold eyes under the other man's hood.
"It's you."
Batman finally put down his fighting stance.
Shen You knew that this did not mean trust, this suspicious ghost did not trust anyone. However, the status of "Ultraman" has so far been good enough to reduce him from a "threat to be dealt with" to a "target to be observed" in Batman's eyes.
For him, it may probably be like Superman before the formation of Zhenglian. You can cooperate, but you need to be vigilant.
"You're an alien." He looked at Shen You.
"Not bad." Shen You generously admitted.
"Like that Superman?"
"It's not from one place, but it doesn't make a difference to humans." Shen You glanced at the unconscious guy on the ground, "You're also tracking down the 'Blood Cultist'?" â
"Missing people, serial incidents. At first, it was thought to be the work of a scarecrow, but as the investigation deepened, it became aware of a dangerous religious group. â
Batman said coldly.
"They exhibit some extraordinary qualities, certain supernatural abilities. Since you've appeared, maybe they're aliens? â
"It's not. They are believers in some very powerful demon, from another dimension. The demon gave them powers, branded them with magic that could identify each other. That's why this person will find you."
Shen You thought of something and asked, "Wait a minute, you don't have the magic power of the three palaces, which means that you can't activate the stone they use for communication, so how did you get in?" â
Batman looked at him indifferently and said slowly, "Because."
"Because you're Batman? I got it. Be specific. â
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After a pause, he said in a calm voice, "James Cruise is a deacon of a branch of the Order. I traced his identity, took him down, and learned about this place through him. â
"I see."
After all, Batman is not only a superhero but also a detective, relying on clues chased by traditional reconnaissance methods.
"So it looks like if we want to find out what they're planning to do to catch a big fish, we're going to have to go to the rendezvous point together, and we're going to meet that so-called 'bishop.'"
"One less." Batman looked at the unconscious deacon at his feet and said coldly, "They're going to be suspicious." â
Shen You pondered for a moment.
"You face mask. Is it digital? It looks like it can be adjusted to any face. Do you have much of this? â
Batman immediately understood what he meant.
"You're talking about finding someone else to play this guy." "But these cultists all possess supernatural powers, and they are extremely dangerous. That person must be trustworthy and capable enough to protect himself"
"It's not a big problem."
Shen You smiled.
"They said the meeting place was in Midtown? I happen to have such a candidate, and I am absolutely trustworthy and capable of protecting myself. â
(End of chapter)