[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Mayor Simulator

"Snapped"

The voice came from outside the door, very crisp.

"Looks like there's been an accident with the switch," thought Deathstroke. "There's been no electricity in the room."

Want to go out and check the situation?

The timing of the outage was too much of a coincidence.

He looked at the door, which was still shooting lasers from the center.

There is a semi-invisible transparent trip wire hidden on the floor of the living room, landmines are buried in the wall, and the trigger device is on the handle of the kitchen.

Open the kitchen, and the walls of the living room will be blown up. It seems that the owner of the room likes to kill the guests in the living room in the kitchen. It's a strange hobby.

The blown-up walls will trigger tripwires, the entire ceiling will fall, the falling ceiling will hook the door, and the door will shoot lasers indiscriminately. It seems that the only safe place is the bedroom. There seems to be no clues in the room. The death knell can be found in the bedroom. The window leaves.

——It would be better if there were no fireworks-like spikes by the bedroom window.

"It seems that the people who live here are thinking about how to blow themselves up into fireworks all the time?" Death Knell is not usually a talkative person, but at this time he couldn't help complaining, "Maybe there are no people living here at all. ?”

Who would sleep in that bed...for self-torture?

Now he has two choices, leave or stay.

This place is obviously a trap, and he should not get any clues if he stays here, and he should leave for safety. A mercenary can draw such a conclusion.

But Deathstroke stared at the marks on the ground—the tracks of the freezer wheels.

"I have to admit..." He hung one hand on the kitchen door, letting his foot step on the edge of the sink, "Everyone is curious."

He might find more dangerous weapons in the freezer, clues, or Bella Betivin's secrets.

But, that is——

Everyone is curious.

But before that, Deathstroke habitually analyzes everything he sees in front of him, and draws effective conclusions based on his ability to think quickly, which is the basis for his long-term victory.

"There is no rubbish in the trash can, no wrinkles on the bed, no water stains in the sink, and there are traces of battles that were simply covered up in the room..." He wiped the edge of the sink, and some inconspicuous floating dust stained his gloves , "Obviously, the target person doesn't live here at all, unless she doesn't eat, drink or sleep, this is a trap full of dangerous things..."

If this house is full of dangerous weapons and ambushes, then the freezer under his feet should not contain frozen meat or other refrigerated food.

Bella Betivin's house didn't even have a bowl.

Now when it was time to undo the ribbon on the Christmas present box, he yanked open the glass of the freezer—

The two bodies lay close together in the freezer.

One girl, died of a broken neck, her neck was apparently twisted.

A man in strange armor with no apparent cause of death.

but--

"Not corpses," thought Deathstroke, "doesn't smell of dead corpses."

He had killed too many people. He knew what it would be like to die. He clearly looked like a corpse at a glance, but there was no rancid smell or bloody smell.

Deathstroke first grabbed the girl by the shoulders and pulled her out. She was very thin, wearing only a white robe, and she didn't look taller. Her head was slightly tilted to one side, her eyes were half-open, and the light green eyes were lifeless and empty. .

She is dead.

Then, he inserted a samurai sword through the gap in the male corpse's shoulder armor. The samurai sword sank easily and slowly shed blood.

"A living person?" If it had been frozen for a long time, the blood would not flow out so easily. Since it was a living person... Deathstroke frowned, and immediately wanted to kill this guy.

But at this moment, the sound of flying insects flapping their wings came from his ears, and the thumb-sized mechanical flying insects hit the bowl kitchen, and then exploded into pieces with a "bang".

Deathstroke: "!"

In the next second, the wall collapsed, and a super-large chain explosion completely engulfed him.

The house Bella Betivin rented was located on the highest floor. There were only two households on the entire floor, and there was no one on the opposite side.

Almost everyone in the old city saw this scene. The fire appeared under the cloud. After seeing the light first, the huge explosion sound reached the ears of others. Under the orange-red light, the whole floor was covered with It was blown up, flying ash rose, debris was scattered, and there were screams all around.

Neighbors hid in their homes, closed their doors tightly or abandoned them to escape, while the flames burned on the ruins. After burning for 10 minutes, the death knell barely opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on the roof of the building next door to the explosion. When the explosion occurred, he tried his best to escape, but was still affected by the aftermath of the explosion, and his calf tendon in his right leg was pierced by a steel bar.

The girl's body was flung to the corner by the force of the explosion, while the man's body was hanging on the wall downstairs in Bedivan with his samurai sword inserted. A corpse was shaking, and he was squinting at his weapon——

The male corpse suddenly opened his eyes!

"Damn," the death knell pulled out the steel bars on his legs. In just a few seconds, the male corpse had already pulled out the knife on his neck, and he could no longer be called a corpse. He supported the wall with one hand, Countless snow-white knives stabbed like butterfly wings, and the death knell knocked out all the blades, and they fought together on the rooftop.

"Who are you—" Deathstroke asked while slashing vigorously.

But the man opened his mouth, as if about to spit out something, but suddenly touched his face.

His hood was removed when he was killed, and he is now without the hood of the Court of Owls.

A giant black bird flew in the gloomy sky, approaching the two of them full of pressure.

The two sides in the battle separated tacitly, and then each chose a direction to escape.

Because they recognized it wasn't a bird—

"Batman..." Deathstroke thought to himself, "I will play with you next time, but today is not suitable."

He sneaked into the home of the assassination target, trying to solve the mystery of the other party, but more mysteries appeared instead.

When he left, he glanced to the corner of the roof and found that the girl's body was gone.

Maybe it was taken away by the mysterious resurrected man?

Coincidentally, Talon thinks so too.

In order to avoid Batman's first departure, Talon quickly entered the underground escape, because his clothes were too conspicuous, and Talon realized that he had to avoid the eyes of the crowd.

After trekking a few hundred meters underground, he touched his face.

"Should... go back..." But...

Where should I go?

Is there something missing on his face?

The confused sharp claw took off the armor on his body—reason told him so that he could escape smoothly, the armor was too conspicuous, but it made him palpitate for a moment, as if he had made some terrible decision—then, he casually Picked a direction and fled there.

After the two escaped, Batman, who was one step late, landed - after all, it was a block away, and he needed to change from Bruce to Batman first, making excuses was often more time-consuming than changing equipment.

"It's Slade, and a stranger. His equipment is the same as the assassin who was taken away by the city hall last time. Penny one. They are an organization."

"It seems that Batman can't retire casually," the old butler's voice sounded in the communication, "and the location of the explosion was found, the house belongs to the city hall, and the house that was bombed was rented to..."

"Oh, Miss Bella Bettiven, it's time to call her Warden."

Batman was silent for a moment: "After the explosion, Slade fought with the assassin and he was injured." He used the hook lock and landed on the ruins of the building. The dense explosives may be used by the assassins to ambush Betty Wen."

Ah Fu: "...It seems that the assassin is very confident in his ability to repair?"

"No," Batman overturned his conclusion again, "When I fought the assassins of that organization, they used their own force and immortality more...Assassins are assassins after all, not bomb madmen."

The furniture in the room was destroyed, only the remnants of the explosion, and it was difficult to find more clues. His equipment scanned the entire room and found that there was a blood reaction in the room, but the entire room was burning, and the blood could not be scanned. residual.

"It seems that there was also a battle in the room," he said. "Perhaps a third-party force also wanted to kill Bedivin, and they had ambushed the bomb in advance."

"Then Slade detonated the bomb while fighting the assassin," Ah Fu said, "There is no problem in theory, so the question is, Slade, the assassin, the third party, why do so many people want to kill Miss Betty Van? "

"Slade was hired by Black Mask. He must have seen the recording that Betty Wen put on the Internet. It was provocative," Batman returned to the rooftop, he never gave up any clues, "The assassin appeared in the East End for the first time , intended to kill Mr. C's subordinates, perhaps the assassin's real target is the mayor, and both C and Bella are collaborators of the mayor."

The most confusing thing now is the third party.

Who transferred so many explosives, and who wanted to deal with Bedivin at the beginning, but accidentally ambushed Deathstroke and the assassin instead.

... It is also a coincidence that Deathstroke and the assassins invaded at the same time. Batman always feels that there should be other secrets in it.

He slowly stopped somewhere on the roof.

"Penny one," he said, "in addition to Slade and the assassin, there is a third party."

On the ground, there was a mark left by a human figure smashed into the dust, and there was also a trace of this human figure being dragged, but the dragger was very careful, and he wiped off his own footprints against the opponent's body.

Batman chased to the edge of the roof, only to see the open sewer mouth, with maintenance and construction signs on the side, but the construction workers ran away.

——Recently, there are many construction sites like this in the whole city, as if they are patching up the city.

"According to the imprint, the other party—" Batman glanced at the explosion site, "the other party, like Slade, left Betivy's room and fell into a coma. During his coma, a person appeared. He may be observing To the man who exploded... and then took advantage of the death knell to fight the assassin, and he took the third person who fainted away."

"It seems that the case is getting more and more confusing, sir," Ah Fu said, "Did the fourth person escape from the sewer?"

"Yes," Batman was silent for a moment, "I now think the mayor's plan is a good idea. The sewers should be cleaned up, although it is a big project."

Gotham's underground sewers must be repaired. It is best to install cameras on every section of the road and regularly overhaul them. Homeless people are sent to relief agencies so that no criminal can escape through the sewers.

The fourth person acted very carefully. Although he thought that there might be no clues to be found, he still fell from the sky and fell into the mouth of the well.

……

"Sorry, I can't be back tonight," Millie said on the other end of the phone, "It's rare that you have a vacation."

"Scott will stay with me, you have to be careful." Sheila the mouse catcher said calmly, and the mouse squeaked twice as it climbed on her shoulder.

But Millie couldn't tell that it wasn't the cry of "Scott". The real Scott was now in the sewer, directing the other mice to destroy the traces.

Millie smiled and said, "Okay, I've been very busy recently... I heard that there was an explosion nearby. Did anything happen to you?"

Sheila thought for a while: "No."

After hanging up the phone, she opened the curtain of the bathroom and stared at the person lying in the bathtub.

Or... a corpse?

She just helped collect a corpse at the request of the mayor, and Sheila calmly closed the shower curtain.

This holiday is still pretty normal.