Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

For anyone, the night was extraordinarily long.

In the Batcave, Tim is sending a message to Red Hood: "There is something I think you need to know..."

In Wayne Manor, Damian held the contact information of the Kent family that Connor had given him before, but he didn't get through.After looking at it repeatedly for a while, he stuffed the phone into his pocket, opened the window and jumped out.

As for Ye Yi, he followed the minions of the court with a delicate mood.

Half an hour ago, he was still anxious about how to find Bruce as soon as possible in the huge Gotham City.

Half an hour later, members of the court asked him: "Would you like to join us?"

Of course, on the surface it was to ask for his opinion, but in fact it was a threat.In addition to Dick's ancestors' partnership with the Court of Owls, and Nightwing's true identity, the court's bargaining chip is what they think is... er, the life of Dick's adoptive father.

"Unless you let me see Bruce Wayne first."

"Unless you take an oath to be one of us, there is no room for bargaining."

Ok.

Dick thought to himself that the courts were not without IQ at all, but that their arrogance prevented them from noticing the details under their feet.

"How do you want me to prove it?"

A dying man with blood all over his face was thrown in front of Dick.

"Help me." The victim reached for his ankle with a small wound, "Please...please..."

"Kill him," said Claw.

"..."

"Don't worry about it." The sharp claws stepped on the man's back, and said coldly, "This guy is called Valentine, and he is the boss of the Rodney Brothers Shipyard. Every year he gets Enough money to build triple digit orphanages and public schools, and not only is he unwilling to use them to build Gotham, he even wants to get a piece of the big bill for German medical equipment shipments. You took the book without telling your wife Betting [-]% of your money on the Internet, leaving your employees living on the dole, aren't you, Valentine?"

He stepped hard, and the man let out a painful wail.

"Kill him, Ye Yi, you are helping more people."

Dick was almost amused by his grandeur.

Valentine may not be a good man, but will the court be a substitute for heaven?Forget it, the scene in front of me is more like black eating black caused by uneven distribution of spoils.

"I never kill."

"This is a nomination certificate."

They stalemate for a while, and Yewing seems to have compromised.Claw handed over the dagger, but he refused: "I have better ones."

He took out a batarang.

Claw: "Huh?"

He seemed more interested. "Batman gave it to you?"

"He treats his..." Ye Yi pondered over his words, and said ambiguously, "The servant has always been generous."

"Batman doesn't kill, and you're trying to harvest life with the weapons he gave you."

"That's right." Ye Yi knelt down halfway, and pressed the sharp end of the bat dart against Valentine's throat. The man was so frightened that he made a hooting sound from his throat, looking up at Dick with fear and pleading, and The perpetrator was unmoved, and whispered as if convincing himself, "As you said, I am saving more people... Saving Bruce."

"No doubt!" Talon said approvingly, trembling with excitement at the bloody scene ahead and the betrayal behind it, he began to feel that the court had made the right decision, whether it was trying to recruit Nightwing, Or take Bruce Wayne away, "You really belong to us! Do you want to say something to Valentine? Let him know why he died."

With the growth of age, the young man whose facial contour gradually faded away and showed a sharp side bent down, raised the corner of his mouth and showed a complicated smile, and said to the 'prey' under his control in a moderate voice: " The court sends you hello-"

The red liquid surged up like a fountain, and Nightwing flashed in time, but there were still a few drops that stubbornly kissed the mask and slowly slid down, dyeing his pale cheeks with a bright color.

He let go.

The heavy body crashed to the ground, raising chaotic dust under the clear moonlight of the attic.

Dick put away the blood-stained bat dart to hide his slightly trembling fingertips—someone always noticed his superhero side and forgot that he had spent his entire childhood in the circus.Years spent with animals, family, friends, and capable people became his treasure, and he still returns that unfailing love to this day.

He knew how to make a wound look horrific without being fatal.

Nightwing's uniform is insulated and has a one-time discharge function, which was originally used for self-protection in times of crisis.

Electric shock can cause cardiac and respiratory arrest, which is commonly known as suspended animation.The medicine carried on the bat dart can enhance Valentine's heart activity until Tim's rescue arrives.

In any case, the move just now was too risky.Dick knew that if he didn't do it, Talon wouldn't let Valentine get out of the attic alive, and now the guy at least had a chance to go to court.

"Okay?"

The question that followed was cold and hard.

But Claw didn't care.

He walked over, without taking another look at the 'corpse' whose chest was undulating, he said happily: "Of course, you made a wise choice. Welcome back, now we go back to the court headquarters, where you can witness our dynasties brilliance, and your dear adoptive father... pray to God he's strong enough, Nightwing."

He smiled at the young man, though the smile was hidden by shadows and masks.

Thinking of what this gifted child had done, he felt the vile side of his soul resonate.What's even sadder is that these heroes all feel like they're doing the right thing.

Bruce Wayne is doing his best for Gotham, a city that doesn't belong to him.Batman takes root in the darkness of Gotham, trying in vain to turn things around.

What about Nightwing?In order for one of his elders to survive, he had to abandon and betray the other.

Batman should have seen this scene... The Claw leader was as excited as a well-fed hyena, and couldn't wait to take his subordinates and Nightwing to the headquarters in the dark.

**

Moses had no idea that the eldest son on his hukou had already been undercover in the court of owls with great efficiency.

The court felt he was an outsider, when in fact, Bruce Wayne knew Gotham like the back of his hand.In other parallel universes, Wayne built this city for generations, so their traces are everywhere.The gargoyles with different looks guard the night with their fangs, the manhole cover is engraved with the emblems of the last century, and the ancient walls are engraved with curlicue marks... However, in the universe where Moses lives, only Gotham has nothing to do with Wayne.

Other cities welcomed expatriates, Gotham was an exception.

Only he knows that the old, restored castle of Wayne Manor houses the city's most inseparable ghost.He understands it, even if the familiar builders are lost behind those familiar buildings, and the history handed down by people lacks familiar names, but as long as he stands here and steps on this land, he realizes what kind of Gotham, where is Gotham.

The courts were wrong.

It tries to intimidate its opponents with an urban legend.

But as the courts use fear, Batman uses fear.

It's a confrontation - the Court of Owls can start with the upper hand thanks to the traps in the maze and home field advantage, but they can't always win.One party falls behind the other, and the hunter and the prey may switch at any time.

When Moses saw the man with the white mask hiding in the shadows and staring at him for the third time, he did not actively chase after him like the previous two times.

In the darkness behind him, there would occasionally be rustling sounds in the corners, as if there were living things moving.Is it a mouse?cockroach?Or a killer with a blade?no one knows.

And then the fifth time.

By virtue of the size comparison, Moses knew that the people under the white mask had changed from group to group, as if the only pleasure of the court members was to come and watch him when they had nothing to do.I don't know if it's purely out of interest, or to intimidate, these people use their elusive actions to show their advantages.

He and the members of the court looked at each other across a hall.

When the prey is not available, the pretending party will inevitably appear embarrassed.

It's like the NPC in a haunted house trying their best, but the player just quietly watches your performance.

Their relative silence grew longer and longer, and Moses knew that his opponent would eventually lose patience.

Sure enough, the sixth time the situation changed.The source of the noise in the dark is a sharp claw who followed closely behind. He did not know where he received the instructions, and finally began to change from a bluff threat to an open threat.

But when Talon approached with a knife, a scream suddenly sounded from the white mask: "He's coming! He's coming! It's Batman!"

——The shadow of a bat appeared behind the owl at some point, and the prey stretched out its fangs towards the hunter.

The sharp claws retreated abruptly, and the white masks scattered like birds and beasts, retreating in a panic.This time Moses had enough time to walk to the place where the white mask stood before, and look at the traces left on the floor because of too much haste: "People are always afraid of the unknown."

Darker than humans.

The same goes for Batman in court.

If you want to come to the Owl Court so persistently to meet the Gotham vigilante, you must be worried about his true identity: Why is there an opponent in this city that we don't know?How did he hide from the sight of the court and win again and again?

The more you doubt, the more you will be deceived, and the more you think twice, the more you will be jealous.

It took them more than a year before they decided to start with Bruce Wayne.

This is enough to explain the problem.

So it only took Moses five rounds, plus some light and shadow tricks, to convince his opponent that he did have something to rely on.

But the courts are not fools, and they must immediately realize that something is wrong.

The seventh round will be a game changer.

Another hour or so passed.

Moses guessed that it was already the early hours of the next day.

The court finally moved.

He was going around in a maze. This building has no real exit, no matter how he walks, he will return to the original point.And the court converted one of the rooms where the photos were placed into an underground arena while he was circling.Surrounded by the walls are audience seats, all seats are filled, the crowd is silent, and the light is as dim as a tomb.The lights on the stage focused on the only player standing on the fence.

The very familiar figure of Moses stood at the other end of the arena, hanging his head and playing with the long stick in his hand.

When Moses walked in, he heard him ask in an unscrupulous tone: "How long will I have to wait? Where is my opponent?"

A white mask in the auditorium laughed: "He will come soon, you will see."

Moses:"……"

and many more.

Nightwing? !

He calmed down and thought: I may be hallucinating.