Anti-hero of a certain comic

Arkham Asylum is the last place anyone in Gotham wants to set foot.

Since its establishment, it has possessed a kind of cursed madness. For example, during the construction of the hospital, the architect of the hospital went berserk and hacked his workers to death.

For another example, the founder of the hospital electrocuted his first patient and former enemy "Mad Dog" Martin to death.

Although this was later determined to be a medical error, the doctor who founded Arkham Asylum became a madman.

If these deeds that have been circulated are exaggerated, artistically processed, and words such as "rainy night", "madness", and "curse" are added, it can indeed become a scary and scary story.

As a hospital for the treatment of mental illness, Arkham Asylum has maintained its impressive record of never curing anyone since its completion. Instead, it has gradually become a gathering place for lunatics.

This makes people want to put a slogan like this on the door of Arkham Asylum -

We don't treat the sick, we only produce the crazy.

…………

In the night sky, a black shadow suddenly flashed across.

The huge cape spreads out like wings, and Batman is as light as weightless. Following the metal hooks thrown out, the whole person is hanging in the air.

Under the heavy clouds, this figure looked like a big bat, flying from the towering wall to the main building far away.

In a few breaths, Batman tumbled from the roof into the room.

Recalling the building layout map he had memorized in his mind, he quietly walked from the top floor to the underground floor.

Arkham Asylum maintains a heart-stopping absolute silence at night.

Batman, who was crouching on the rafters, poked his head out and saw a scene of intense excitement.

Heavily armed gunmen stood in the corridor, while below were workers in red jumpsuits.

Judging from the numbers on the latter's clothes, they were actually patients in Arkham Asylum.

The eyes of these patients who were forced to work were numb and empty, and they were busy making potions and other things, and then a few strong men poured the diluted liquid into the broken water pipes.

Batman's brows furrowed as he noticed the man standing in the corridor who looked like a commander.

Dr. Jonathan Klein.

Batman recognized the other person.

He is the administrator of Arkham Asylum and an excellent psychiatric researcher.

Just from the appearance, Dr. Klein looks elegant, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, is neatly and well-dressed, and looks like an elite member of the upper class.

But if you look closely at his expression, you will find that the smile on his face is hypocritical and cold, completely contrary to his gentle and elegant intellectual temperament.

"It seems like what Leo said, Arkham Asylum is poisoning Gotham's water supply system..."

Batman made a judgment in his mind and his eyes became sharp.

Snapped!

The projected light suddenly went out.

"what happened?"

Dr. Jonathan Klein, standing in the corridor, seemed a little confused.

Arkham Asylum has an independent power supply backup system. Even if the entire city has a power outage, the hospital can still maintain normal operations for a period of time.

Immediately afterwards, a strange sound came from the roof.

Like some kind of huge creature, it made a whistling sound from flying at low altitude.

"Batman!"

Jonathan Klein was the first to call out the name.

When these strange situations occurred, the masked vigilantes often mentioned on TV news immediately popped into his mind!

The bat monster who is said to be able to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and has infinite strength, has recently become a man of the hour in Gotham.

Almost everyone living in Gotham talks about Batman's deeds and speculates about his true identity.

"That's just a guy hiding in the dark, afraid to come out! He's not scary at all!"

Instead of feeling fear, Dr. Crane puts on a scarecrow mask.

"I'll show Batman what real fear is!"

The evil and wild laughter made the gunmen holding weapons shudder.

During their stay at Arkham Asylum, they had already met Crane

Various methods of doctors.

No one wants to experience the wonderful taste of fear gas, which is a deadly weapon that can scare anyone who thinks they are determined to death.

There were dense footsteps from all directions, like countless people running on the roof.

The gunmen were so frightened that they had no sense of security even if they held weapons in their hands.

The sounds in the darkness became more urgent, as if there was not just one Batman, but many hidden enemies.

next moment!

Dark shadows descend from the sky!

With the help of the tough rope ejected from the grapple gun, Batman slipped down silently.

He appeared behind a gunman, twisted the gunman's right hand holding the gun, and pulled the trigger at his companion who noticed it!

The bullet penetrated the opponent's knee, and the sound like exploding beans also attracted all the gunmen.

Batman twisted the gunman's right arm backhand like he was breaking chopsticks, and then the grapple gun flew out, taking the guy who was shooting into the darkness.

This series of actions was too fast. When the minions who had followed Scarecrow Klein came to their senses, Batman had disappeared again.

The companion who was dragged into the darkness first let out a few shrill screams, but then became silent again.

The atmosphere of fear spread like a wave after wave.

"Get him! Batman is just a man, he's not a monster!"

Klein, wearing a scarecrow mask, roared at the gunman in the corridor.

"No, I'm not alone."

A hoarse voice, like a devil's whisper, suddenly came out of the darkness.

A huge black shadow flew past, and a burst of intensive gunshots rang out, biting behind the cloak that was fluttering like wings.

"Find someone to fix the electrical system!"

Scarecrow Klein looked at the elusive Batman, his orders being drowned out by the chaotic sounds filling the underground factory.

Unprecise gunshots sounded rapidly and wildly. Every slight movement could scare the gunmen into pulling the triggers frantically.

These rabble-rousers have gradually lost their fighting spirit and courage, and will soon become Batman's prey.

The dark environment, coupled with the elusive and strange black shadow, as well as the disappearance of his companions and the subsequent wailing sound.

It's enough to break their will and amplify their inner fear.

"A bunch of trash."

Scarecrow Klein took a few steps back and opened the door at hand.

It is obviously unrealistic to rely on this group of idiots who are almost scared to death.

Just leave them here to play games with Batman, and go first.

Scarecrow Klein exited the underground factory and immediately locked the door to prevent the gunman inside from coming out.

"What should we do now? Hahaha, why not let the police deal with Batman? The Gotham Police Department has already issued a wanted order."

The manager of Arkham Asylum muttered to himself, adjusted his suit, and walked into the elevator.

Klein's research on the deepest fears in human beings led him to develop "fear poison" that can destroy the human spirit and will, and also won the favor and appreciation of ninja masters.

So this psychiatrist who used the "scarecrow" as his symbol and took pleasure in spreading fear became a key figure in the Shadow Warriors Alliance's destruction of Gotham.

The former ninja master Lars al-Ghoul's plan was to poison the entire city's water supply system and then use Wayne Group's microwave transmitters to evaporate the water vapor.

This caused the residents of Gotham to inhale the air containing fear toxins into their bodies and fall into the most terrifying nightmare.

If the Kagemusha Alliance succeeds, this may be a unique terrorist attack, and it will also become another glorious deed that they talk about.

The elevator rose slowly and stopped on the first floor.

Klein took off his scarecrow mask, wearing a false smile as usual, and prepared to leave Arkham Asylum first.

The plan to poison Gotham has been discovered by Batman, and the Shadow Warriors Alliance should be notified next to let them speed up.

The elevator door opened, and what caught Klein's sight was a man wearing an integrated pig-nose gas mask.

The other party was standing outside the elevator door, and his voice was blocked by the gas mask, making it seem a little dull.

"Good evening, Dr. Klein."