A mechanical master of a certain manga

"I want ten percent of Wayne Group's shares," Rorschach said to Bruce Wayne.

"I've done some research and found that although your company's profits are temporarily not as good as those of Wayne Group, your patents will earn you more than ten times the annual profits of Wayne Group in the next thirty years." Bruce Wayne said puzzledly explain.

After he came back, he had decided to do whatever it took for Gotham City. He would use a large part of the Wayne Group's profits as charity activities rather than for the purpose of making money.

Therefore, a mere 10% of the shares will not bring much considerable income to Rorschach. And a mere 10% of the shares will not affect Bruce Wayne's control of the group.

"I'm very interested in your applied sciences department," Rorschach said.

Bruce Wayne didn't believe this reason. The applied science department that had been relegated to the sidelines, and now only he and Lucius, existed solely to build equipment for Batman.

But Rorschach didn't seem to intend to explain more, and when Bruce Wayne wanted to continue asking, he turned into a ball of black smoke and dissipated in front of his eyes.

Bruce Wayne reached out to grab Rorschach, but only caught a puff of smoke that quickly dissipated.

"This is indeed cooler than the way I disappeared, or I can learn from it." Bruce Wayne said reluctantly, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Back at his residence, in the Batcave under the Wayne Mansion, Bruce Wayne didn't even take off his armor, and said to his loyal butler: "Afu, how much do you know about that Rorschach?"

Ah Fu was stunned for a moment and asked: "Master Wayne, why did you suddenly become interested in men when you were at a party?"

"That's not the point, tell me what you know." Bruce Wayne said awkwardly.

"I only know that he has two wives and is the head of an unknown island country. You know, people with similar status are mostly chiefs from small places in Africa who came to the United States to become a nouveau riche. But he is different. , he seems to have mastered a very high-end chip technology and made a lot of money. He became a billionaire about a year before you came back." Afu said to Bruce Wayne.

"Two wives"

"He said that it is legal for his island country to do this. You know that American law particularly respects the customs and habits of other countries, especially those rich foreigners." Afu said sarcastically.

"No, he is not just a rich man." Bruce Wayne said solemnly.

"He has something to do with Feikoni," Afu asked.

"That's not true, but I need you to help me investigate this person carefully. If you have any news, please inform me as soon as possible."

"Okay, Master Wayne. But what are your plans next? Feconi is about to be brought down by our righteous prosecutor."

"It's not that simple. Feconi will not be sent to prison based on the testimony of one of his men. Half of the entire government is his people, and he even makes up the majority of the judges and juries. The law cannot give him what he deserves. Punishment, only I can do it," Bruce Wayne said.

"I heard that Feconi has a batch of drugs shipped to Gotham City every week, or we can find a way from this aspect." Afu suggested.

"That's what I had in mind, but my

Equipment needs to be updated. I need a piece of equipment that can detect the opponent's weapons in advance, a weapon that can cause paralysis or stiffness in a short time. "Bruce Wayne said.

"This sounds like magic, but I will discuss it with Lucius." Afu promised.

The conversation at Wayne Mansion is over, but Rorschach's drama tonight is not over yet. After leaving the police station, Rorschach opened the manhole cover and walked into the sewers of Gotham City.

There is a group of people here who are diligently pouring some drug powder with special "ingredients" into the sewers day and night. These drugs with special drugs are slowly entering the sewer system of the entire Gotham City, preparing for future big conspiracies.

A man who was incompatible with the dirty environment of the sewer stood next to the factory in a straight suit and directed others: "Speed ​​up, I think Feconi may not last a few days."

He is Jonathan Crane, a very famous psychiatrist by day, but by night, he is part of Gotham City's evil. It seems that he can switch between these two roles seamlessly. Anyway, they both look cold and indifferent, so just don't have too many expressions.

This state looks like a professional performance in court; but in the sewer, he looks like a ruthless boss.

Rorschach had no intention of stopping this group of people, but he also did not hide his figure, so he was already discovered by Jonathan Klein as soon as he appeared here.

Not even bothering to ask for his identity, Jonathan Klein directly ordered: "Kill him."

Gunfire rang out, but these criminals hiding in the sewers had ten times more firepower than Gotham City's police. More than ten machine guns opened fire, and a metal storm of bullets covered Rorschach's body.

Sparks flew and the bullet seemed to hit a metal sculpture.

When the magazines of these guns were empty, Rorschach swept away the remaining flat bullets on his body, as if sweeping away a few mosquitoes.

"I've only worn this dress for one day," Rorschach said.

Jonathan Klein could no longer maintain his composure, showing a horrified expression, and then asked: "Who are you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not here to hinder you. On the contrary, I'm here to save you."

Rorschach took off the coat that had turned into a beggar's outfit and threw it into the sewer. This seemingly ordinary action was like throwing a bomb into the water.

Large areas of water boiled, and even the ground began to shake.

"There's something in the water," Jonathan Klein yelled, then turned and walked away. This shout made everyone look into the water involuntarily, except Rorschach.

This trick has the feel of a psychology expert, as it can lead others away with just one sentence. The boys who were attracted to the situation soon realized what would happen if they were fooled. A tentacle as thick as a load-bearing pillar of a building protruded from the sewer pipe that had just been filled with materials.

The tentacle popped out like lightning and rolled up a younger brother of Jonathan Crane. In less than two seconds, the unlucky guy opened his mouth and spat out a large mass of bloody stuff, which even made his eyeballs pop out. The tentacles pressed his waist as thick as a bucket until it was about as thick as a chopstick.

Seeing this tentacle, Luo Xia smiled and said, "It seems that Apocalypse has not wasted his time in these years."