The rise of comics

This is the second night that has fallen.

Bruce sat on the edge of his cold iron bed. He changed his posture and seemed to have gotten up and moved around, but the only expression on his face was still without sadness or joy.

Prison may be a nightmare disaster for a billionaire, but for his other identity, Batman, this cannot shake his reason and emotions at all.

He is still waiting, because he knows that whether the instigator of this incident is coming for 'Bruce Wayne' or 'Batman', his purpose will definitely not be as simple as sending himself to prison. , he has thought a lot about the guy hiding behind the scenes of this incident, Penguin?scarecrow?Death knell?Or the madman with dyed green hair?Or maybe they are here for the Justice League, and sending him to this prison may be just the first step.

As a being that is already hidden in the darkness, what he lacks most is patience.

And in the blind corner of the prison corridor, in an invisible and hidden place, an infrared-sensing miniature camera was watching his direction.

"Isn't this a little too risky?"

At this moment, in a secret government base far outside Gotham City, Amanda Waller was standing in front of a combat hall-like conference room, raising her head slightly and looking at the huge electronic screen in front of her. The projection was dark and dirty, except for a figure outlined in red, which looked extremely bright and eye-catching.

Behind her stood a mysterious figure hidden in a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly.

The mysterious man is about 1.8 meters tall, with his head slightly lowered. There seems to be a thick shadow under his wide hood, which not only obscures his appearance, but also seems to cover his voice. There was a hoarse and low neutral voice, and for a moment, it was a little difficult to identify its gender.

But for Amanda Waller, whether the mysterious person is a man or a woman, or even whether he (here I use him) is from Earth has never been on his list of concerns.

She only cares about what she wants to accomplish and what she wants to get.

"What, are you not satisfied with the surprise I gave you?"

"You're playing with fire. Batman is no ordinary human being."

The mysterious man in black robe didn't look very satisfied with the result.

"In my eyes, he is no different from those criminals."

Amanda Waller spoke astonishingly and continued without looking back.

"If there is one person in the entire Justice League who is the most difficult and easiest to deal with, it must be him."

"But precisely because of his difficulty, as long as we grasp his biggest weakness, Batman will be the sharpest sword in our hands."

"Easy to deal with? What weakness did you exploit in him?"

The man in black robe seemed a little confused.

"Don't tell me that you plan to copy the same tricks you used on your clowns to him. I don't think he will be obedient like this."

"Moreover, it is impossible for the Justice League to remain indifferent to this incident. Maybe they are already taking action to find out the culprit who sent Batman to prison this time."

The last words of the man in black seemed to vaguely point to someone.

"Everything is under my control. We only need seven days to hold off the Justice League, which is enough."

Amanda Waller responded calmly.

"As for the tricks you said I used. Yes, I put bombs in the heads of those criminals. Although it seems simple and crude, it is very effective, isn't it? After all, no one will not cherish their own life, even if It’s those crazy evil criminals.”

Amanda Waller stepped forward and tapped the keyboard a few times on the console under the large electronic screen.

Then, a window popped up from the screen, which was another operation window for monitoring the video.

However, in an empty small room, except for a table, there seemed to be nothing else extra.

But the man in black robe obviously discovered a small detail. On the old wooden table, there was a pair of glasses, which are commonly used reading glasses that people have to wear when their eyesight deteriorates in old age.

"How did you get Batman's butler out of that manor?"

Now, the man in black robe finally understood what Amanda Waller was referring to about Batman's weakness.

"I always have a way, don't I."

Amanda Waller showed a somewhat evil smile.Of course, this is far from attractive, because she is not a beauty.

"You're right. Although it seems simple and crude, it is indeed very effective."

This time, the man in black robe seemed to agree with Amanda Waller's words.

But obviously, he wasn't referring to putting bombs in people's heads, but Amanda Waller got Batman's old butler. Indeed, this should be the most useful 'magic weapon' against Batman. .In other words, although this trick is simple and crude, it is applicable to everyone.Especially the so-called superheroes.

"However, you still have to be careful. If this operation fails, there will be consequences. I shouldn't need to remind you any more."

After the man in black robe finished saying these words, his body seemed to start to darken, and a thick black mist enveloped his whole body. Soon, he completely disappeared from the place, leaving only some loose parts. The black aura blended into the void.

Amanda Waller stared at the big screen, still not looking back or making a final response.

Early on the third morning, Bruce Wayne rolled over from the small and cold iron bed and opened his eyes.

Then, his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

"Good morning, Bruce."

In front of him, Amanda Waller stood at a close distance, staring at him with a somewhat unpredictable smile in her eyes.

"How did you get in?"

Bruce narrowed his eyes.

"Of course I opened the iron door and came in. You know, I don't have any weird super powers like walking through walls."

Amanda Waller replied matter-of-factly.

"You know I don't mean that."

Bruce noticed at this time that there seemed to be a faint bulge on the back of his head. He stretched out his hand and touched back. He felt a straight line opening like a suture near the top of his cervical vertebrae.

"Don't be surprised. It was just a small device installed on you when you were resting last night."

Amanda Waller pouted.

"As for its effect, boom~!"

She raised her hands in an outward spreading motion.He also imitated its proper sound effects in his mouth.

"It's like fireworks."

Amanda Waller is back with her signature devilish smile.

"you know."

"You did something to those buns last night."

Bruce Wayne was silent for a moment, but he didn't look afraid.

"Otherwise, how could it be possible for Batman to sleep so deeply that a woman without superpowers like me wouldn't even notice that I was struggling to open the iron door?"

Amanda Waller shook her head.

"Aren't you always curious about how I got those prisoners to install this super-sensitive bomb? In fact, if I want to do something or achieve something, no one can stop me from completing it."

"So, you are not a woman, you are a devil."

Bruce smiled mockingly.

"It's just that I don't understand why you attacked me, or is your goal the Justice League?"

"What's wrong? Now just those criminals can't satisfy you anymore?"

"You're a criminal too, Bruce."

Amanda Waller suddenly looked cold and said indifferently.

"Do you think you can really be a heroic superhero if you put on a bat suit and wander around the city all day long, showing off your sports cars, planes and other gadgets?"

Amanda Waller looked at Bruce with a look that seemed to reveal a sense of hatred.

"No, you are just playing your own tricks. You are an uncontrolled existence who deceives yourself and has no regard for the government and the military. You have brought unrest, chaos and chaos to this city and the world. Panic, just like you and that green-haired madman wreaking havoc in this city again and again, and hundreds of civilians died because of you, but you clearly had many opportunities to kill the madman directly, and you knew it Scumbags like him have died ten thousand times, but you are never willing to take action. You just send him to prison or a hellish place like Arkham, and then wait for him to escape again, playing with you over and over again. Those games of heroes and criminals that you never get tired of.”

"You're a monster, Bruce. Just like those guys in the Justice League."

Amanda Waller's words were filled with contempt and indifference.

"For a long time, in my eyes, you have been no different from those criminals. No, you are even more dangerous than those criminals."

"And you. Colonel Waller."

Bruce listened patiently to Amanda Waller's words, staring at her with his black eyes.

"What kind of monster are you?"

The two looked at each other, and the silent and stiff atmosphere lasted for a long time. Amanda Waller sneered, turned around, opened the iron door, and walked out.

"Take him away."

As soon as the cold words were spoken, around the corner of the door, at an angle that Bruce could not see, a white man wearing a red and black uniform, dressed as a soldier, leaned out.

"Old man, we meet again."

Deadshot, Floyd grinned at Bruce, and the beard on his chin spread out to both sides.

"It's just that I didn't expect it to be in a place like this."

""

Before Bruce Wayne could say anything, Floyd rushed forward with a strong step and slashed his neck with a fierce hand knife.

Boom-!

The fainted Bruce Wayne fell limply on the iron bed, temporarily losing consciousness.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Still keeping his hand raised to slash, looking at the fallen man in front of him, Deadshot was obviously very satisfied with his results.

"Ever since you sent me to this damn place."

"Are you done talking nonsense? My time is not something you can afford to waste."

Outside the door, Amanda Waller spoke coldly.

"It's just a few words. Why are you so stingy? Waller."

Floyd took a step forward, lifted Bruce up and threw him over his shoulder.

"But I'm really curious, how did you get him in? What mission do you want us to perform this time that requires Batman?"

But Amanda Waller clearly had no interest in answering him.

"You seem to have a lot of problems lately."

Watching Deadshot carrying Bruce Wayne out of the iron gate, Amanda Waller narrowed her eyes.

"OKok, I won't say anything anymore, then who else will be next?"

Floyd shrugged expressionlessly.