On the Compatibility of Gravity and Gotham

Zhong Yuanzhong also woke up in darkness and shaking, with an indescribable smell lingering in his nose.

He could feel that his hands and feet were bound by rough ropes, and there seemed to be a firm sense of restraint around his neck.

Zhong Yuanzhong also kept his previous movements and quietly sensed the surrounding environment.

This should be a closed carriage. Although the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground was small, it was still captured by Zhongyuan Zhongye.

There were more than a dozen light or heavy breathing sounds in the carriage, and Zhong Yuanzhong also guessed that they were also taken away by those people just like him.

Zhong Yuan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened his eyes vainly, the surroundings were as dark as he imagined.

But what he didn't expect was that there was something shining in the darkness.

——That was the extra collar around his neck, with a small lamp inlaid on it, emitting a faint red light.

What's this?Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled, he resisted the urge to tear off the collar, and observed the surrounding scene with the red light.

In the carriage, there were more than a dozen figures of boys and girls overlapping in disorder. Their hands and feet were tied with ropes. Most of these people fell into a coma, and only two of them were awake.

Although the red light around his neck was very faint, Zhong Yuanzhong could easily see the scene not far away.

A girl about ten years old was clinging tightly to the boy who was much older than her. She was wearing a thin sarong and her long hair was spread out in a mess.

The boy who was snuggled up to by the girl was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, and his whole figure seemed to have been beaten, with obvious bruises and scars on his exposed arms.

The two sat in the corner, the boy lowered his head, comforting the shivering girl.The ropes that bound them seemed to have been untied.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also curious, and his eyes collided with the young man on the other side. Before he could close his eyes, he saw the other party startled, and his expression became obviously agitated.

"Are you awake?" the boy asked silently with his mouth.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated for a moment, then nodded.He got up from the ground, half-dwarfed and came to the boy silently.Although bound by ropes, Zhong Yuanzhong was obviously not affected by it.

The girl leaning on the boy had wiped away her tears at this time, staring at Zhongya Zhongyuan curiously with her dark eyes.

"Hi, my name is Brian, and this is my sister Betty." The young man, that is, Brian, introduced Zhong Yuanzhong like this. He still spoke with his mouth and did not make a sound.

Brian quickly helped to untie the rope that bound Chuya Nakahara, and his sister also assisted.

The movements of the two were very skilled, and the rope was pulled apart in less than 3 minutes.

"Thank you." Zhongyuan Zhongye imitated them and also mouthed words: "My name is Zhongyuan Zhongye."

The two looked at each other with surprised expressions on their faces.

Betty covered her mouth, afraid she would cry out.Her eyes were shining, and there were still tears on the eyelashes that hadn't been wiped away before. The girl stared at Zhongya Zhongyuan without blinking.

Brian was much calmer than Betty, but he couldn't help but put on a bright smile and said, "I know you."

Seeing the reaction of these two people, Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little confused. He didn't know when he became so famous.

But this is not what he is concerned about at the moment. Zhong Yuanzhong also pointed to the collar on his neck and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Brian's face became serious, and he stared at the collar for a long time before telling Nakahara Chuya his answer with a solemn expression.

Under Brian's telling, Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that the name of this collar was the Mutant Suppressor.

It can inhibit mutants from using their abilities, making them just like ordinary people.

When Brian said this, he couldn't help looking at Nakahara Chuya's neck with worried eyes.

Speaking of which, Brian would know the existence of this thing, or because he had seen someone use it with his own eyes.

It was a year ago when he was bringing food back for his younger sister. He saw a bruised boy stumbling out of the alley, with raging flames constantly bursting out of his body, and his expression was extremely painful.

The sudden sense of crisis made Brian subconsciously hide, and then he saw several men in black chasing up from behind.

The moment they appeared, the expression on the boy's face turned into deep hatred, and the flames on his body rushed towards them, as if to reduce them all to ashes.

But he didn't succeed. After another person put something like a collar on him from behind, the flames disappeared suddenly.

His special powers—called mutant powers, as Brian later learned—was gone.

Those people dragged the boy away like they were dragging some garbage.

Brian, who was hiding behind, didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of being discovered by others.He didn't dare to move until those people left.

That scene left a deep impression on Brian, so that after seeing the suspected collar of the same style on Nakahara Chuya's neck, he immediately remembered the scene at that time.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know what Brian was thinking.He just reached out and stroked the collar around his neck lightly, thoughtfully.

Inexplicably, the Central Plains knew that he was not the mutant they said.

The ability he uses to manipulate gravity is not a mutant ability either.

Nakahara Chuya couldn't think of what kind of ability it was. The name was on his lips, but he just couldn't think of it.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little disappointed, but quickly adjusted his mentality.He knew that it would not be easy to retrieve his memory.

As for this suppressor, although it can indeed have some impact on the Central Plains, it is only a little bit.

In general, Zhongyuan Zhong can still use his abilities, but when using them, he feels a little blocked.

Having said that, Nakahara Chuya did not immediately use his ability to destroy the carriage and rescue these people.

Firstly, there are too many people here, and most of them are still in a coma. Even if Zhongyuanzhong can use the ability, it is impossible to take so many people away.

Secondly, the truck was still driving, and Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to use it to reach their destination and destroy that stronghold.

Zhongya, who had made up his mind, briefly explained his thoughts to Brian. Although they were still a little worried, they were not as uneasy as before, as if the name Zhongya meant reliability and safety.

—even though he was only a seven-year-old child.

In the silent carriage, there was only the slight sound of breathing, and the truck staggered towards its destination. The driver would never have imagined what kind of trouble he had brought to the organization's base.

At the same time, Wayne Manor, the place where Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, lives.

Not long ago, Bruce Wayne received a beautiful invitation card, the person in charge invited him to attend a special auction in two days.

The invitation was casually thrown on the table by the host, as if the invitation that some people outside could hardly get was not important at all.

Most of the information about missing persons that Bruce has investigated recently pointed to this underground auction. He once tried to find the location of the auction as Batman, but found nothing.

The location of this auction will only be provided to the rich people who will participate three hours before the start, and no news will be leaked before, and the location is different every time.

So, a week ago, Bruce seemed to let out some rumors at random, and soon he received an invitation from the other party.

He decided to participate in this auction as "Bruce Wayne" to solve various recent vicious incidents.

Bruce, who was lost in thought, didn't notice that a hand protruded from under the table and deftly followed the invitation.

Two minutes later, the person under the table came out. It was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with short black hair and bright blue eyes.

Holding the invitation card, the boy said excitedly, "Bruce, I'm going too!"

He said enthusiastically: "This is the few things you investigated recently, right? I can help too!"

Bruce replied without looking up, "No, you can't."

The boy—that is, Bruce Wayne's adopted son, Richard Grayson, nicknamed Dick—

He tossed the invitation in dissatisfaction, and the paper made a "crash" sound. He said, "I am Batman's assistant, of course I can help."

Bruce reached for the invitation and stuffed it into the drawer.After finishing all this, he looked at Dick and asked in a steady voice, "Have you finished your homework?"

Dick: "It's already done."

Bruce: "Where's the tutor's?"

Dick: "

......"

Dick: "No QAQ..."

The heartbroken little boy turned his grief and anger into strength and fell into endless sea of ​​questions.

Bruce wins!