I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

Due to the call from the mayor, not only Edward, but also Sharp who had been taken to the police station were released.

Seeing Gordon's visible depression, Batman patted him on the shoulder and said, "Gordon, I won't let them continue to be so presumptuous."

"What are you going to do? Although it was the mayor who called me, there must be someone behind him supporting him. The federal high-level officials have always wanted to send their people here. Maybe they are behind this matter."

Gordon cheered up and thought carefully about the forces that might be involved.

"I retreated behind the scenes because I felt that it would be better for the intelligent brain to control Gotham than for me to control Gotham."

Gordon looked at this man who was once hailed as a hero of Gotham. His tall and majestic body seemed to be able to shoulder everyone's expectations.

"But if the results prove otherwise..."

Batman walked to the Batmobile that had already driven in front of him, looked back at Gordon and said:

"I will come back again."

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I thought that after two waves of criminals' provocations today, there would be no other people in Gotham City to make trouble.

The police force of the police station was dispersed to search for people. With the help of the intelligent brain, several areas have been anchored, and each area has a superpower following.

Nightwing, Red Robin, Catwoman and others have not taken action for a long time. After receiving the notice from Batman, they all changed their equipment and assisted the police in the search.

So in the underground passage of Area 45, Nightwing and the group of prisoners who called themselves witch gods met.

Dick Grayson, Batman's adopted son, the first generation Robin, now known as Nightwing, wore a blue and black combat suit, and a blue eye mask blocked the upper half of his face.

Opposite him were four men and women with various bandages on their bodies and various weapons in their hands. The detection device did not analyze the other party's identity. Nightwing knew that he had met the group of unidentified people who disturbed the peace of Gotham.

"Everyone, can you please go to the police station with me? The environment here is too bad. You probably don't want to stay here anymore, right?"

The young voice made a very polite invitation.

"Of course we won't stay here any longer."

A woman spoke up, with a cloth covering her eyes, but her eyes were not exposed, as if she was blind.

"The goddess has shown us the way, and you are a stumbling block on this road, so we must clear the obstacles."

After she spoke, the other three raised their weapons, with no intention of communicating at all.

Ye Yi sighed and said, "Since there is no way to solve it peacefully, let's just start."

Before he finished speaking, he threw a freezing grenade to the opposite side.

A large amount of cold air filled the passage, freezing the four people from the legs up quickly.

Ye Yi himself took his nunchaku and rushed towards the woman who seemed to be the leader.

When he found the group of people in front of him, he spread the news, and he only needed to temporarily delay the other party.

As the distance got closer, Ye Yi realized that the woman opposite did not show any panic, and she was very calm even though her legs were frozen.

Realizing that something was wrong, Ye Yi stopped immediately and wanted to escape immediately.

But although he reacted quickly, the woman on the other side was even faster.

The light cloth slipped from his eyes, and Nightwing looked into her eyes.

Those were a pair of golden eyes, with mysterious patterns flowing in them. Nightwing had equipment that could block mental shocks, but it was fragile under this sight and did not work at all.

He was stiff all over and found that he could not even move a finger.

He fell heavily to the ground, and Nightwing regretted that he was too impulsive and did not wait for his companions to come together when he met them.

After dealing with him, the woman put on the cloth again. The others habitually closed their eyes when she used her power, and opened them as a matter of course to look at Nightwing, who was no longer a threat.

"Goddess."

"Goddess." The other three echoed together.

"Take him up there, and you can present him as a sacrifice to the goddess at the ceremony. "

They said something that Nightwing couldn't understand, and then two men came out and carried him on one of their bodies.

Red Robin, who was searching in Area 41 from a distance, received the message from Nightwing and planned to go to help, but he also met a group of people.

Those were ordinary people, holding guns found from nowhere, fighting guerrilla warfare with the police officers in the alley.

Facing ordinary people, Red Robin's ability was overwhelming. It didn't take long for him to knock everyone out. In the end, only one person was left hiding in the alley.

The terrain of Area 41 was very complicated. Even with the positioning of the intelligent brain, it would take some time for Red Robin to get to the coordinates.

Just when he saw the back of the man, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if something wanted to occupy it.According to the brain.

After a few seconds of trance, Red Robin leaned against the wall and vaguely saw a person appearing on the opposite side.

"It's amazing, it seems that your willpower is very strong. I can only slightly affect you, but I can't completely control you."

The blue-haired young man put his hands in his pockets and stared at the still dizzy Red Robin curiously.

"You!"

Red Robin recognized the person in front of him as the criminal who killed a wealthy businessman in front of the mayor and others in the morning. Allen's face had already been transmitted to all police officers by the intelligent brain.

"Go to sleep, everything will change when you wake up."

Although he was able to resist Allen's invasion of consciousness, Red Robin could not continue to move. He felt that something was injected into his body, and he could only faint unwillingly.

In most areas of Gotham City, citizens still live a peaceful and stable life, completely unaware that darkness has been surging in secret, planning to subvert everything.

Xie Qi was driving a taxi. People who waved to take a taxi were sprayed in the face by the exhaust gas left by him after he drove by quickly. Those people chased him for several steps and could only write down the license plate number with curses, intending to call the taxi company to complain about the driver who refused to take passengers.

Xie Qi thought that he was penniless now and needed to find a place to make some money first, as the kind-hearted driver was blamed.

However, due to the coverage of the cameras, as long as he entered a place like a casino, they would soon receive a report of his whereabouts. Wouldn't it be a waste of effort for him to escape from the mental hospital?

The city where Sergei was located was not far from Gotham, but even if he set off immediately, he would have to wait until tomorrow to get here. During this period, he had to find a way by himself.

He had entered the city, surrounded by tall buildings, and the prosperous scene made him laugh.

Although he didn't have money, others did.

If others had it, it was equivalent to him having it.

After making an equation in his mind, he turned the steering wheel and drove directly to District 50, the most decadent and unemployed area in Gotham City.