I'm the villain in Gotham

Batman looked at the mysterious and noble black dagger with complicated patterns in his palm. The expression under the mask was a little dazed and shocked, but more puzzled and confused.

For a moment, many questions appeared in his mind.For example, why did the weapon that could kill Erberist fall into the hands of Lotkea, and why did Lotkea choose to give it to him?Especially at that time, they had just known each other not long ago, and even he was just a child who had just turned eight years old, so young that he didn't have any ability to protect himself.

If he wants to find someone to take care of this dangerous weapon instead of him, Batman believes that both his father and Alfred are more suitable than him.

Or is it just so unexpected?

He was silent for a while, and after a while, he pulled it out with a little force with his thumb, exposing the black jade-like edge underneath, shining with a sharp luster.

"Wait." Constantine immediately pressed Batman's hand, and re-inserted/returned the dagger to the scabbard: "Don't forget that this thing is a magic item, and Erberist may be aware of its position, you don’t want to give up all your efforts so quickly, do you?”

After finishing speaking, he frowned slightly, thought for a while as if attracted by something, and said, "However, I think this is different from what I thought."

He didn't say what the difference was, he just looked at Batman and stretched out his hand: "For the sake of helping you find it, let me see?"

Batman was silent for a moment, then handed the dagger to Constantine.

Constantine waved his hand and laid layers of barriers around them to prevent magic detection. After doing this, he pulled out the dagger and recited the spell.

Batman hadn't heard a language like it before, and he guessed it was a certain kind of incantation, and the syllables were only useful if they were arranged together.As the voice of Constantine chanting the incantation became louder and louder, the dagger trembled in his hand, making a sound like the knocking of gold and stone. Tame, quietly lie back in his palm.

"I guessed right," Constantine said, handing the dagger back to Batman, removing the barriers. "It wasn't made by anyone to fight him—to fight Urberist."

The blue eyes under Batman's goggles stared at him: "What do you mean?"

"Meaning it was part of Erberist's body," Constantine said, a little mockingly.

He laughed sarcastically: "Is there anything more ironic than the thing that was taken from him and finally turned into a weapon that can kill him?"

Batman couldn't help frowning.

"But—this is really strange," Constantine ignored Batman's expression, and continued to say thoughtfully: "It stands to reason that Erberist should know that he knows that this dagger can kill him. Actually Although such things are not common in those strange races, they are not without exception, and without exception, they will hide it very tightly - of course, no one will casually put such a dangerous thing Throw it in the trash."

"But the fact is that not only is it not under the control of Erberist, but it also appeared in my hands for some unknown reason." Batman said hoarsely: "With the strength of Erberist, Few could force the dagger out of his hand."

"That's it." Constantine snapped his fingers: "Can I ask you how this dagger came from?"

Batman didn't answer, he looked at Constantine and said in a low voice, "You should go."

"...All right." Constantine rolled his eyes: "It seems that I am a tool man in your eyes. But don't forget, the tool man may come to trouble you one day."

Batman didn't speak, Constantine made fun of himself, shrugged, opened a teleportation magic circle, and went back to his mystery room.

Batman stood where he was, looking at the dagger in his hand with a deep expression on his face.

The old housekeeper who had been watching quietly all this time finally spoke up: "It seems that you have met a strange new friend after going out, master." He shifted his gaze to Batman's hand: "This is Master Lotkea A gift for you?"

"...yes," Batman whispered.

In fact, what Constantine said just now revealed a lot of information for him, and this made him now have a new guess.

Perhaps Uberister didn't know where the dagger went, but he personally presented it to Lotkea for some reason.After Lotkea came to Gotham, for some reason, he chose to hand over the dagger to Bruce Wayne, who was only eight years old at the time.

It is not difficult to guess the reason why Eberrist handed over his weakness to Lotkea. Given the very close relationship between them, perhaps it was out of trust that Erberist handed over the dagger to Lot. Kaia's custody; and Batman's observation found that Lotkaia's perception of Erberist was not friendly, which changed

Change might be why Lotkea came to Gotham.

He often referred to Erberist as "a criminal" and "need to be on guard", even after the shooting from the League of Assassins in which Erberist saved his life, Lotkea's treatment of Erberist Attitude has not seen much improvement.

Although Batman doesn't intend to comment on Lotkea's views, but based on his understanding of Lotkea for so many years, he must have his reasons for doing so.This reason changed the relationship between him and Erberist, and made him leave his hometown and come to Gotham, and he was unwilling to have anything to do with Erberist for so many years.

In addition, did he give Erberist's weakness to himself, does it mean that he had already guessed the threat that Erberist would bring to Gotham in the future, so he did not know about Erberist? Under such circumstances, give yourself the dagger that represents safety?

In this way, while Lotkea used himself to attract Erberist's attention, he also saved the Wayne family who rescued him back to the manor and provided him with a shelter.With Lotkea's character, Batman thinks this is very likely.

——It’s just that there are too many uncertain factors in this guess.Batman finds that as long as Erberist is involved, things that he thought would be safe and cause no disturbance will always unfold in front of him in a strange way. In addition to being confused, it also made him realize that he actually knew nothing about Erberist.

He didn't know where he came from, he didn't know what kind of confusing relationship he had with Lotkea and Night Crow, and he didn't know where his tolerance and protection that was different from ordinary people came from.

Once Urberist had been a secret to him, now he was quite an enigma.He appeared around him without a trace, and it seemed that the relationship between the two was superficial and almost non-existent, but the more Batman searched, the more he found that Erberist seemed to always exist everywhere beside him, like a hidden bird. The eyes in the dark enveloped him silently.

In all fairness, Batman doesn't like that feeling.

He regards being in control of everything as a sense of security, which is the goal he has been pursuing all along.It is conceivable how terrible the experience will be when he finds out that there is actually another person around him all the time, and he has not discovered it until now.

...But on the other hand, Batman didn't realize the malice towards him from what Erberist did.

leave him alone

Regardless of the various threats and destruction caused to Gotham now, when facing Batman——Facing Bruce Wayne, compared to Erberist's character, his attitude is friendly and full of patience.

And this will never be explained simply because of the good relationship between himself and Lotkea.

So, there must be something else that he doesn't know now.

Batman held the dagger in his hand, and suddenly felt that this might be the beginning of his understanding of Erberist himself.He believed it would never have occurred to Erberist that his greatest weakness had fallen into his hands.

Batman's expression fluctuated, he looked at the dagger in his hand, and finally decided to call Lotkea.

Now that the truth is becoming more and more confusing, Lotkea has become the only person he can get in touch with who knows the truth the most. He participated in a large part of the series of conjectures made by Batman before. .

Batman took off his mask, no longer letting the voice changer affect his original voice.Lotkea doesn't have to know he's Batman, but he can always sidetrack in some other way.

"Congratulations on finally figuring it out, Master Bruce." Alfred said: "But with all due respect, I hope you can open your eyes and take a good look at the time. Not everyone has the same love for night as you do. and spirit."

Bruce was silent for a while, and the "Please leave a message" prompt on the phone also proved to him the correctness of the old housekeeper's words.

Indeed, if Lotkea hadn't been studying his subject day and night, he would have gone to bed by this time.

"...Then I'll go find him tomorrow morning." Bruce made up his mind.Now that Erberist's threat to Gotham is becoming more and more serious, even if he really doesn't want Lotkea to face the memories he least wants to mention, he has to do so.

He needs to know what Erberist has done that caused Lotkea to hate him, and whether such a thing will happen again in Gotham.

— or it has already happened.

Bruce thought incredulously.

He had mentally built himself up, but it was the next morning when he was about to put it into practice.

Gotham's unexpected events tripped Batman's hands.

The author has something to say: Longlong: (The zipper of the vest accidentally fell a little)

Master: (Rush forward to zip up the zipper immediately and take out the needle and thread to sew the zipper to death!)

Master: I have realized it with the teacher!Lotkea must have given me the dagger for my safety!

Longlong (complicated face): Although the result is not a big mistake, but the process... forget it, it's good if you think so

By the way, I said to drop the vest before, but I didn't say to drop all of them.I think it's better to drop the vest bit by bit in Master's place.

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感谢在2020-11-0423:58:28~2020-11-0700:36:17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 fish from the tropics;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of my voice, fish from the tropics; 10 bottles of Yiyu Changan, Zeyan, and Keshang Benda; 9 bottles of Mengjia;

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