Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 23

"It's unreasonable to have a special code, this, this, this should not be... Impossible, impossible, this!"

"what happened?"

The old bat raised his eyebrows in doubt, and the perplexity on his face could be seen through the mask.

What's wrong with Lin En, why did he suddenly start to mutter to himself in a daze, still in Chinese?

"Lynn, we should get out of here quickly. Since those sharp claws are here, someone must be manipulating them here. Since we haven't found that person, there must be an accident in Gotham. Hurry up, we don't have time to waste Come on, come up!"

The yellow thing that Lynn took out just now, according to his own statement, is a magical cloud that can fly at an extremely fast speed and is a very useful magic item.

Batman's mental state is not very good now. Although he has eased up after being enlightened by Lynn, he is still very superficial. It is really convenient to have such a thing. According to Lynn, the speed of this cloud is even It can catch up with planes, which is a very magical and powerful item.

"Lyn? Come up quickly, we have to get out of here quickly!"

Batman sits on somersault cloud and keeps yelling for Lynn to leave with him.

Lynn was suffering in his heart and couldn't tell.

How can he sit on it? !
Didn't it say that good people should be kind and have a heart of justice?
Batman...

His broken bones in one year can feed two orthopedic hospitals!
He doesn't even trust his teammates!

On the premise of having a single goal, he is willing and capable to sacrifice anyone!

he……

Why didn't he fall off!

"Gan!"

Lin En is not convinced. Could it be that the cloud has been locked in the balloon for a long time, and it has softened?

Somersault Cloud has biological consciousness and life, Lynn will not remember it wrong.In the original manga, somersault cloud was killed.

"That said, it's not impossible...

All right, here I come~! "

Lynn made a diving leap, crossed his legs in the air, and landed perfectly on the somersault cloud.

puff.

It is equally perfect when sitting on the ground.

"Fuck!"

"Lyn, what the hell are you doing, now is not the time to play!"

"You... I don't care! You hold this! Hold the cat!"

Climbing up a little angrily, he kicked a stone away, grinning in pain, at the same time, Lynn put two lengths of rope in Batman's hands, and stuffed the cat into his arms.

"This is……"

It's a swing.Lynn configured the swing in somersault cloud.

I want to ask a few more questions, but Batman's spirit is really not very good, and he doesn't have that much thought to care about Lynn's crazy habits.

For a man who spends his days fighting crime in balloons, a swing may not be an oddity.

Keeping his mouth shut, Batman silently put the rope flat on his cross-legged legs, hugged the laughing kitten rolling in his arms, silently manipulated the somersault cloud to rise, and quickly left the underground labyrinth.

The somersault cloud was flying at high speed, with two ropes hanging from both sides and a wooden plank hanging on it.Sitting on it was Lynn who looked like a stranger.

One person, one cat and one bat rushed back to downtown Gotham from near the river.

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Batman guessed right.

In the underground labyrinth, apart from those sharp claws, there was indeed an upper level of the owl court.

He was the one who used those claws to attack Lynn, and it was he who lured Batman here without killing him outright.

If it wasn't for Lynn's combat power being too buggy, and a gun that fired more than 2000 bullets before exploding, his plan should have been completed.

After escaping back to Gotham, the members of the Court of Owls know that now they have not only allowed Batman to escape, but they have also brought on a more troublesome existence by the way.

Most importantly, the existence of the Court of Owls is no longer a secret.

They lost a considerable part of their accumulated wealth, lost all the No.13 floors of the Wayne Foundation that did not exist, and lost the underground labyrinth that has been painstakingly built over the past century...

Also lost the opportunity to assassinate Bruce Wayne again.

Moreover, the tables turned, and the roles of hunter and prey were reversed.

Now that Batman has found all No.13 floors, after returning from the underground maze, he must have a deep understanding of the court of owls.

Then the next step might be the opponent's attack round.

Therefore, the members of the Owl Court unified their opinions in the shortest possible time and decided to release all the claw killers they had accumulated over the years to assassinate the forty big figures in Gotham!

First, it caused confusion, affected Batman's judgment, and involved his energy.

Second, since conspiracy is useless, violence is the only means.To disable Gotham's "mind" is what they'd like to see.

The third is...

These members of the Owl Court were themselves one of the big names on the assassination list.

Perhaps, this will make Batman unable to judge right from wrong and blur the truth.

When the clock struck midnight, in a white building representing justice in Gotham, countless owls flew out from the balcony and scattered in the darkness.

At the same time, the trio of people, cats and bats also returned to downtown Gotham.

Batman finally regained some mental and physical strength after Lynn's enlightenment and energy supplements such as dried fruit, meat, salted salted duck, and so on.

Lynn was still hanging under the clouds, sitting on a swing hanging in the air.

To say that a thick-skinned person is indeed an advantage.When Lynn came out from there just now, he still had a swollen face, and every eyebrow was twisted. Now he is holding the ropes on both sides of the swing with both hands, singing while swinging.

"Frogs in the river~ Where did they come from~
From that water~field~
Eh?Old bat, look over there, someone is calling you. "

Baiteman looked up, and saw that familiar lamp post pointing directly at the sky from a distance, etching a brand mark on the dark and thick clouds.

"Bat lamp..."

"Yeah, you've been missing...it's been six days, and Gordon hasn't turned off the bat light since he turned it on.

Hmm... probably he must have thought you were dead, and you're blind-dating his daughter right now. "

Lynn must have had bad things to say, but Batman ignored him.

He thought of other things.

Surely the people at the Court of Owls knew they were coming back for revenge, so how would they react?
Gordon is in danger!
As the chief of the Gotham Police Department, as Batman's most trusted partner, under the guidance of that beam of light, Gordon will definitely bear the brunt of being attacked and killed!

"Lynn!"

While Batman was speaking, Somersaulting Cloud had already turned around and headed towards the Gotham Police Station.

"Ah? Ah...ah, okay, okay, I will pay attention to what I say."

Lynn nodded belatedly, and started singing again.

"Hirozawa's milk is fresh home, oh oh oh oh oh oh~!"

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Gotham Police Department.

Director Gordon, whose hair is as dry as weeds, has been in the police station for five days and has not returned home.

Batman...he's never been out of touch.

Gordon had some bad premonitions in his heart. What he was most worried about now was what terrible and embarrassing things would happen to those underground forces after Batman disappeared and no one suppressed them.

Especially, at this sensitive moment when Falcone was killed by that madman.

"Ugh……"

I got up and made myself a cup of strong coffee again. Gordon was in pain now, he was very sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep, but if he didn't drink coffee, he would always be distracted.

Dangdang.

The sound of knocking glass.

What about crows and owls? The lights on the roof are always on, and these birds often fly here to hit the glass.

He's used to it.

Dangdang!
Ok? !wrong!
Gordon quickly turned his head to look, sure enough!
"You're finally back! You..."

"Hi, hello, hello, can I touch your hair."

Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

He saw Batman sitting on the strange aircraft holding two pieces of rope in his hands, a swing was hung under the rope, and a man was sitting on the swing constantly swinging and hitting the glass with his head.

It's that madman!
"You... this is... you..."

Gordon was a little confused and numb.

Ps: There is one more chapter.Post before midnight.

(End of this chapter)