"Well, then there won't be much mystery left."

Rorschach held out three fingers.

"First, the stronghold they chose was the Owl Court, why? And where? ”

"Second, they won't be without purpose, why did they attack Arkham Asylum, and where did those missing supercriminals go."

"Thirdly, what they're going to do next, it's obvious that they're already starting to move in Gotham City, but we haven't seen it."

"You said it easy, if it's really that simple, will we fall into passivity?"

Jason didn't have a good breath on the side.

Even when he saw Rorschach's terrifying biological abilities, the young man's resentment would make his blood boil.

"Quite simply, Bruce probably already knows why you survived that attack."

"Alfred ......"

Bruce muttered a little.

"Yes, although the other side has the upper hand, in the thoughts of the attackers, Alfred seems to be subconsciously classified as a non-threatening person."

"I'm really looked down upon, old man."

A smile appeared on Ah Fu's face, and he refilled Rorschach's cup with tea.

You must know that although he can be regarded as old, he has been a housekeeper in Wayne's house for a long time.

But a long time ago, he was also a serious MI6 agent!

Looking down on the energy contained in this old man's body, he will only suffer a big loss.

"You're misunderstood, Alfred." Bruce shook his head.

"Yes, the other party does not ignore you because you are old, but because of the habits that you have developed over the years, they ignore the threat from you."

"What do you mean......" The expression on Alfred's face changed visibly.

"Yes, it was Bruce Wayne who stormed the bat cave, so they used their guns as if they were dealing with something, and they didn't plan to use their guns until they ran out of bullets."

Listening to Bruce and Rorschach's word by word, Alfred's heart swelled with an inexplicable emotion.

"Wouldn't I ...... I took advantage of Bruce's affection for me to ......"

Even though he knew that Bruce was from another universe, Ah Fu's hands still trembled.

"That's a long way off." Rorschach waved his hand and continued what he had just said.

"I've just looked back at the memories of this unfortunate bastard, and they didn't cooperate at all, nothing more than a failed separate attack."

"At this intensity, your odds are pretty good."

Rorschach's words sent Bruce deep in thought.

Indeed, when faced with several "claws" who were uncooperative and hated fighting with firearms, Bruce was able to maneuver without wearing a suit and losing the first move.

After all, his opponent has stopped exercising his body hard all year round, let alone actual combat.

Although he has been retired for a while, the idea of becoming Batman again hovers in Bruce's mind almost all the time.

"But the opponent has obviously learned the lesson of this time and intends to use other methods against you."

"yes...... But if that's the case......"

Before Bruce could finish his sentence, he was attracted by the sudden change of screen.

"Hello citizens of Gotham."

The TV station, which was originally broadcasting commercials, changed its image with the sizzling sound and snowflakes caused by the unstable signal.

A figure wearing a cap and a face towel walks into the screen.

This doesn't just happen in the Batcave, it's happening on all the TV shows in Gotham City.

"We just need you to hand it over, one person."

The voice was fierce and hoarse, but the tone was very casual, as if discussing what to eat in the morning.

"Batman."

"Every minute he's not in Gotham City, some lucky citizens die."

"Well, that's it."

The signal was abruptly cut off.

"Young Master!"

Alfred's voice trembled slightly.

In the surveillance displayed on the screen inside the bat cave, the "claws" that previously attacked the inside of the bat cave can be seen on each probe.

On the corner of the street, above the statues of the buildings, in the gloomy alleys......

It's so numbing in the head!

In the footage, with a sudden gunshot, an innocent passerby on the street falls in a pool of blood.

"That's the case, citizens of Gotham, please evacuate indoors as soon as possible."

"I said a long time ago that things will develop the way they are, all because of Batman for his own selfish desires!"

The TV station finally restored the signal, and the host didn't have time to sort out the panicked expression on his face, so he hurriedly said.

"I'll go find the one who spoke."

After Rorschach said this, only a gust of wind was left to echo in the bat cave.

"Jason, you drive a motorcycle!" Bruce didn't hesitate and jumped into the Batmobile.

"Whew! Why ......"

Jason hadn't finished asking, and the Batmobile had already ejected the Batcave.

"Okay!" Jason gritted his teeth, grabbed a few magazines and scrambled them around his body, and ran to the motorcycle he was patrolling alone.

"I hope this thing doesn't rust!"

As the motorcycle roared, Jason's red figure rushed out.

In the huge bat cave, Alfred was soon left alone.

"Alas...... You really can't live long, otherwise anything strange can happen......"

Alfred smiled as if self-deprecatingly and sat back down in front of the center console.

At this time, Rorschach was in the middle of Gotham.

"Okay, it's the first time, but try to get ...... faster"

Rorschach closed his eyes and turned on "Super Hearing", and the range of sounds he could hear instantly encompassed the entire Gotham City.

The sound of gunshots, cries, footsteps, first entered the ears.

Then came the sound of various fabrics rubbing, the broadcast of the television station, and the shouts of Gordon to direct the police station to start fighting back.

The sound of gangsters brushing up on loaded guns, buzzing flies flying in the air, and cars that didn't have time to turn off......

Sound messages from across the city poured into Rorschach's mind like a frenzy.

"It's harder than you think."

Rorschach looked intently, searching for all the sounds that the man who had just spoken on television could make.

"Just kidding, can he find that guy?"

Although he muttered in his heart, Jason followed the Batmobile in front of him.

"Master Bruce, they're all heading towards you."

"Good time!" Bruce pressed a button and slammed the steering wheel.

The rope net trapped the three "claws" in front of them, and the pouring fire was ejected by the excellent armor of the Batmobile.

The Batmobile draws a graceful curve around the street corner and continues to run in the other direction.

And in the heights, in the rear, further ahead, hundreds of "claws" surrounded them.

Unlike before, they all carried at least three different firearms, and the bullets were uncountable.

"Lack of firepower phobia?" Jason ducked his head to dodge the debris that had been shot on the ground by the barrage in front of him.

In mid-air, Rorschach finally opened his eyes.