I'm Bateman

Bateman was wearing a armor hidden in the darkness, standing on a high place and looking down.

After receiving the anonymous message from Afu, GCPD came quickly, and Sergeant Gordon personally led the team.

The scene has obviously been cleaned up by "Batman". Several "porters" have all fainted in different corners. The cargo ship that Wayne Enterprises lost contact with is docked at the port, and a truck that can no longer drive is piled up with Several large boxes, also with the Wayne Enterprises logo printed on them.

"A total of twelve boxes—this is solved?"

The eyes of the bat armor have a telescopic function. Bateman carefully adjusted to the most suitable focus, counted the goods unloaded by the police officers, and said.

"...No, no."

Afford paused for a moment and said, "The parts in twelve boxes can be assembled into one machine, and this time the Wayne Group bought two—there is only one here."

"Port Verga."

Bruce and Bateman said at the same time.

Musai Port and Verga Port were the two most likely ports proposed by Bruce at the time, and only one piece of equipment was seized here in Musai Port.

Damn, they still have backhands.

thought Bateman complainingly, and he opened his mouth and said to Alfred, "Now go to Verga—"

"No, it's too late," Bruce interrupted Bateman, "let Aff—"

"Aff, check all the large trucks that left the Port of Virga within one hour tonight, and where they are going."

Bateman immediately understood what Bruce wanted to say, he interrupted Bruce, and said to Afu.

But that's what Bruce wanted to say, and he didn't continue talking.

"This is a big project, maybe you should show consideration to your old housekeeper."

Afu said, but the movement in his hands did not stop for a moment, and soon Afu brought the answer, "There are two suspicious vehicles in total, one is heading for the outer city, and the destination of the other is... Wayne Building."

In a split second, both Bruce and Alfred knew which was carrying the missing equipment.

"Go to Wayne Building." Bruce said calmly.

"No matter how you look at it, it should be that the truck that is fleeing to another city is more like what we are looking for?" Bateman had a disagreement with Bruce at this time.

"...you don't know Gotham."

Bruceton paused, then repeated: "Go to Wayne Building."

Bateman raised his eyebrows, well, he doesn't understand Gotham.

Are people in this world mentally ill?

Stealing the device instead of running away, surrendering to the company that lost the device?

However, the original person in this body is also quite sick. It is not appropriate for a good billionaire to become a city vigilante.

Bateman thought of the scars on the body and Bruce's wish-hoping to cure mental illness.

Well, well, one can't argue too much with a psychopath.

Bateman consoled himself, and in the dark got into the Batmobile coming via Aver's remote control system.

--Wow.

It has to be said that although people in this world seem to have some brain problems, these high-tech products really hit Bateman's heart.

What man doesn't love these?

The Batmobile does not require much control by Bateman - this is not the chariot that Bruce usually drives. In fact, except for Bruce's special operation method, no one else has any authority to control the chariot. It's a spare tank that someone else can remotely control while in the Batcave - and Bateman has a chance to look around inside.

"Your opponent will use poison gas, whether it's laughing gas or fear gas, you can't resist it - there is a gas respirator in the second box to your left, put it on."

Bruce said, and Bateman obliged, and took out a breathing device that covered the nose and mouth.

"Now your face really doesn't show at all," Bateman joked after putting it on.

Bruce: ...

Is this the point? !

"They're on the top floor of the Wayne Tower now—they're going to use that device on top of Gotham."

While manipulating the Batmobile, Afu also found the whereabouts of the device, "It seems that Wayne Group has their internal agents."

"Please, it's your business to worry about what's inside, I just want to know..."

Bateman got out of the car and looked up at the towering Wayne Building, which is the tallest building in Gotham. The criss-crossing rail traffic in the city converges on the Wayne Building, and spreads around the Wayne Building like a spider web.

"How do I get up there?" asked Bateman.

If it was Bruce, he should have gone straight up with his bat claws at this time, but at this moment, Bateman looked up for two seconds, and then asked, "Is the elevator in Wayne Building still working now?"

Bruce: ...

Aff: ...Of course.

With a ding sound, the elevator door on the top floor opened slowly, and a black figure Shi Shi ran out of it. Afu had to hack into the monitoring system of his company building and delete this paragraph.

——Surveillance filmed Batman riding an elevator. Although it is not a big deal, it always feels like a dimensionality reduction blow to an urban legend that symbolizes terror and elusiveness.

Perhaps because the villains of Gotham had a deep impression of Batman, the guards on both sides of the door were the weakest. Bateman easily eliminated the two guards and walked to the top floor of the building.

The huge equipment has been assembled on the top floor of the Gotham Building and is about to be activated. The platform is full of bottles and cans, and the guards are all wearing gas masks.

"Can it be done with a bomb." Bateman described the situation to Bruce, and then asked, his hand has touched the bat dart with timing/explosion/bomb.

"No." Unexpectedly, Bruce said, "If the explosion produced by the bomb/bomb is not well controlled, the poisonous gas in these bottles will leak out."

——If he came in person, he would definitely not have this worry, but now it's Bateman, Bruce doesn't believe that Bateman can have such strong precision.

Bateman curled his lips, and put back the bat dart with the bomb, "It can only be done hard."

Bateman said that it was still the same as the operation at the pier, trying to defeat each other one by one.

But when he tried to overpower the first man, someone nearby yelled "He's coming".

Only then did Bateman realize that they all had night vision goggles on their heads, and they were always on guard against the appearance of Batman.

"Get out of there, Mr. Bateman! The GCPD will be here soon."

Alfred said loudly on the earpiece, and Bruce ordered in an irresistible tone, "Go."

But it was too late.

After all, Bateman had not received professional training, and the other party seemed to be waiting for him all the time. The two held Bateman's hands respectively and pressed them against the edge of the building. At this time, one of them was wearing a strange cloth bag, A man who looked like a scarecrow came up.

"It seems that you are still too self-righteous, Bat."

He shook his head, stretched out his hand and took off the anti-virus breathing equipment on Bateman's face, "Do you want to listen to my advice? Why don't you relax?"

As he spoke, he took a bottle of gas and sprayed it on Bateman's face.

The sudden movement made it too late for Bateman to hold his breath, and Bateman caught off guard and inhaled the gas.

The things in front of him began to distort, and scenes of pictures flashed through his mind.

Bateman's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if seeing something that frightened him.

"no no..."

In the panting, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat intermittently.

"Bateman...Patrick Bateman, whatever you see, it's not real."

Bruce knew it was the Scarecrow, a psychopath devoted to the study of people's deepest fears, whom Bruce had captured and locked in Arkham months before.

Now that he escaped from prison, he must also seek revenge from Batman.

Bruce had been through fear gas, and he knew what Bateman was going through now.He slowed down his tone, and his voice revealed a reassuring composure, "Listen, there is an antidote in the third hidden pocket of your belt, take it out now—"

And his voice was interrupted by a nervous low laugh.

It wasn't the voice of the Scarecrow, or Bruce's acquaintance, the Joker.

—it was his own voice.

Or rather, it was Bateman's voice.

"Listen, Bateman, take a deep breath, it's all fake."

But Bateman didn't listen to his words at all at this time, and in fact he didn't look like he was frightened—his lips turned up strangely, and his eyes covered by the mask were narrowed.

The dim light on the top floor prevented the Scarecrow and his men from seeing this scene. The Scarecrow only thought that Batman had been poisoned by his fear gas.

- Batman also has today.

The Scarecrow almost wanted to laugh out loud, but he shook his head and waved his hand.

The people holding Bateman from left to right nodded and pushed him off the top floor of Wayne Building.

But Bateman didn't make any movements at this time. He had already lost his thinking ability after being poisoned by the fear gas, and let his body fall straight from the sky.

The author has something to say: Bateman's skill [Psychopathy] is about to be successfully unlocked!

Urban legends have been hit by dimensionality reduction (bushi)

感谢在2020-08-1900:26:19~2020-08-2217:35:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 big blue bird from Krypton's fairy tale;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Yunshi Changan; 5 bottles of Yang; 4 bottles of Wei Wujiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!