I'm the villain in Gotham

"... Gotham," Watson repeated.

"Yes." Sherlock looked at him sideways, and asked a little strangely: "What's the matter, you don't really want to go?"

Watson tried not to sound too abnormal: "I think you should know what it is famous for?"

"Of course, the famous crime capital, I know." Sherlock said, "Are you worried about our safety?"

Watson said dryly, "Thank you for remembering how to pronounce the word 'safety'."

"Then you can rest assured," Sherlock said without commenting on Watson's irony: "It's annoying, but trust me, my brother won't just sit back and watch me come to Gotham and remain indifferent. He will definitely do something to keep us safe - though I don't think we need to."

Watson said: "...No, I think we need it."

Regardless of whether they need it or not, Watson trusts Sherlock's judgment quite a lot, so when the plane lands, he is ready to spend time in Gotham with a group of plainclothes agents.

But in fact, he still thought too simply.

He was caught off guard and met the eyes of the silver-haired man who was waiting bored at the exit of the airport.

Two people:"……"

The two of them uttered a foul language at the same time.

"Oh, damn it," Lestrade felt his stomach hurt again: "Don't tell me I'm going to help you two this time!"

Watson: "...it seems so."

Sherlock didn't care much about Lestrade, the Silver Fox Inspector of Scotland Yard's disgusted expression, because his expression also showed [-] points of disgust: "Obviously, this is the fat man's arrangement. I would very much like you to go straight back, because I don't think I need the help of a goldfish brain... Oh Watson, I need a coroner to help me examine the body."

Watson: "...Thank you for being so important to you, Sherlock."

Lestrade seemed to have recovered from the blow, with a helpless expression on his face: "Since your brother wants me to continue working as a nanny...well, I will guarantee your safety."

Sherlock rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "Is there something wrong with your hearing after your brain, Grayson?"

Lestrade already had quite strong resistance to Sherlock's ridicule, and said in a calm tone: "I have brought diplomatic permission, which allows us to use the power of the government here. And Greg,

I'm so glad you got the first pronunciation right this time. "

Sherlock snorted.

……

Doctor Strange is flipping through a book in the library that records the secrets of the wizarding world.

The collection of books in the New York Temple is vast, and the rows of bookshelves make it impossible to see the end at a glance.There is a strange, profound and mysterious smell in the whole hall.

Suddenly, Doctor Strange frowned, recovered from his selfless reading, and looked back.

Erberist sat on the chair behind him, saw him coming, and greeted him politely.

"You woke up a little later than I expected." Doctor Strange said in his characteristic deep voice.He closed the pages and let go of his hand, and the hardcover book with a thick spine slowly flew back to its original position.

Then he spread his fingers and waved his hand. The scene in front of Erberist suddenly changed, and the surrounding lights lit up. He was sitting on a soft sofa, and there was a cup of steaming hot tea on the round table in front of him.

Doctor Strange was sitting on the other sofa across from him, his head on his hands: "I hope you like this."

Erberister sensed the abundant magical energy contained in it. He picked it up and took a sip. He felt that the painful part of his body was surrounded by warm water, and his spirit was cleared: "Thank you, I am very satisfied."

Doctor Strange watched him quietly for a while.

His face was still bloodless, and his eyes were imperceptibly black.Other than that, he was just like any normal healthy person, sitting across from him calmly, completely unable to tell that he had just experienced a fatal injury.

But Doctor Strange guesses that's just the appearance.

He snapped his fingers, filled up the tea in Erberist's cup, pressed his fingertips together, and said, "It looks like you have a lot to ask me."

"Indeed." Eberister paused, looked at him and sighed: "Since you appear here, then Ancient One..."

"Hmm." Doctor Strange lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "She's gone on a trip."

Erberist subconsciously said, "I'm hugging..."

Erberist: "..."

Erberist: "...Wait, what did you say???"

He stared at Doctor Strange dumbfounded, the dull and even lifeless aura on his body since he appeared finally changed and became alive.

Doctor Strange raised his eyebrows calmly, to the effect of his innocuous little joke.

Guo was quite satisfied: "I said that she left the earth and went to other planes to pursue the truth of magic."

Erberist was a little distracted.

This is different from the previous timeline!

Doctor Strange unconsciously nodded each other with his fingertips, and continued: "After experiencing the Dormammu's invasion, the Ancient One suddenly realized that perhaps it was because she had been protecting the earth all these years. There are fewer and fewer advanced magicians. She believes that with your help, the current temple is enough to deal with most major crises, so she left this plane after handing over the position of Supreme Mage to me."

Urberist understands her concerns, and indeed, it's a concern shared by many, including Superman.Superman never takes a political line, and does not participate in political disputes unless necessary; and Lex Luthor has been expressing the harmfulness of Superman, arguing that humans do not need Superman.One of the/common reasons is that they are all afraid that this will affect the development and evolution of human beings themselves.

There is a fact that they must face up to: After the appearance of superheroes headed by Superman, human beings are increasingly ignoring safety considerations.They have reduced the number of overhauls of various machines, and the development of materials for safety factors has tended to stagnate, and some ships are no longer equipped with lifejackets.

Plane at risk of crashing?Never mind, they have Superman.Superman will come to rescue them.

Nobody gets hurt and they save a ton of money to spend elsewhere, so why not?

Therefore, except for several large enterprises such as Wayne Enterprises, Stark Industries, and Lex Group, almost all companies have reduced a large amount of funds for safety maintenance and other aspects.

Erberister thinks this approach is quite short-sighted, but at the same time he thinks Luthor's ideas are a bit too radical.Even if there are no supermen in this world, no genetically mutated mutants, no superhumans who mutate for various reasons, on Earth* which is only rated as a third-level intelligence, Lex Luthor and Bruce with ninth-level intelligence Wayne, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner... Aren't they "Superman" in another sense?

Therefore, in Eberrist's view, the appearance of Superman only accelerated the process of human development, just like the technological revolution brought about by the steam engine, it was the beginning of another innovation.What these capable people have to do is to try their best to guide the development trend, so that the large group of mankind will not take too many detours and leave too much shadow on history.

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"I very much agree with the idea of ​​the ancient one. It is very happy to hear that she is still alive," Berister said.

Doctor Strange said, "It sounds like you think the Ancient One will die if I become Earth's Sorcerer Supreme?"

Erberister asked back: "You have the Eye of Agamotto now, don't you understand why?"

"Well... I just got a general idea." Doctor Strange touched his chin: "I vaguely feel that this world has been restarted once, but what happened before the restart, even if I use the Eye of Agamotto to check, I can't see it." It's still blank." He looked at Erberist: "You know me before the reboot?"

"Yes." Eberist did not hide it: "You made a promise with me back then, you gave me the Eye of Agamotto, and I will reverse time and go back to the past."

Doctor Strange asked, "What's my condition?"

Erberist smiled. "That's what I'm doing now."

He supported the sofa and stood up, the fingers of the other hand twitched imperceptibly, and he was immediately restrained.

Doctor Strange's eyes dimmed: "I don't think it's a good idea to go out now."

"Don't worry, doctor." Erberist took out the black cloak of Night Raven, a black light flashed in his palm, and the cloak that was originally a bit broken looked brand new again: "I just went to report my safety, my other identity Been gone for too long."

Doctor Strange was silent for a while: "Actually, I don't quite understand the reason why you have to change your identity to do this. As far as I know, even in Gotham, despite appearances, everything you do is to impress The city just got better."

You didn't have to set up two diametrically opposed identities for yourself. Even as Erberist, your actions have proved that you are not a bad person.

Erberist paused as he put the cloak on his body.He looked at Doctor Strange and raised his eyebrows: "I think you should be very clear about the reason? After all, we just discussed a similar issue."

Doctor Strange said, "What?"

"Because there are too many superheroes on Earth." Erberist's tone was patient, even a little gentle. He now looks more like a night crow in disguise: "They need a villain, whether it's to motivate them It’s better not to be complacent, but to prove to the people how important they are.”

"Even though I have a good impression of human beings now, we still need to admit that the general public has always been greedy. When they have one, they want to

To two. "Eberister said: "Didn't you notice that they have begun to take the rescue of superheroes for granted? Without a villain like me, without me to remind them that the importance of superheroes to this world is not only After the crashed plane, the public will only have higher and higher demands on them, and their attitude will become more and more harsh. "

But they don't deserve this, they deserve better.

Erberist's eyes were very peaceful, he didn't say this, but Doctor Strange already understood what he meant.

and feel helpless about it.

The author has something to say: Master: I am a superhero

Longlong: So you come to protect the earth, and I will protect you(you)

By the way, the captain of the big super iron can...: Hey!

*DC and Marvel have different evaluation methods for intelligence and other values, and the DC standard is used here

The highest artificial intelligence in the universe, Brainiac, invented the intelligence judgment standard. He judged himself as the highest twelfth-level intelligence in the universe. In his eyes, the earth is "a low-level third-level intelligence that can only play with atoms/bombs." But Lex Luthor is the only third level nine intelligence on earth, the other two are Master and Mr. Excellence

(Mr. Zhuoyue is really miserable. Although he is No.3, he has a very low sense of presence, and his reputation is much smaller than the first two)

The question about the leave request... It’s not that I don’t want to use the leave request, but Jinjiang’s method of asking for leave. The leave request must be issued within 24 hours of the previous chapter. After this time, I can’t use it, and I can’t predict it. Am I busy the next day, can I finish writing _(:з」∠)_

But in any case, I am very sorry for what has happened recently, and I am really not sure if this will happen again in the future... I don’t know how to compensate everyone, so I will send out red envelopes.A total of 18 red envelopes, [-] Jinjiang coins per person, just subscribe and leave a message in this chapter, open at [-] am on the [-]th

Apologize to everyone again, Bixin~

感谢在2020-10-0902:22:59~2020-10-1323:57:41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 cast the mine: YANNNx21;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Dionysus factor; 10 bottles of my stomach hurts;

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