I'm the villain in Gotham

When Lotkea woke up, he found that the person he was planning to watch at night had already disappeared.

While secretly blaming himself for not falling asleep, he put on the mask of Erberist, stretched out his hand and opened a space door, and walked in.

Not knowing where Batman had gone, Erberist expanded his search.Crime Alley is where Batman hangs out the most, but Gotham Bay and the Wayne Institute are also likely given recent events.

He walked through the dark crime alley, and the flames from the muzzle of the gun flashed across the soles of his feet in the dark.Erberister didn't care about those gangsters, he couldn't find the master's trace in the chaos, so he opened a portal again and walked in.

The moment he stepped on the top of the building, he swayed for a while, and silently wiped away the bloodstains overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, he caught sight of Batman who had just jumped out of the research institute.

Because of his squatting posture, the pitch-black cloak was spread long on the ground, and then hung down as he got up, wrapping his muscular and graceful body inside.Batman noticed Erberist, his pupils darkening under the white goggles.

……

After Batman restored everything in Lotkea's laboratory and pretended that no one had been there, he left here with a belly full of doubts.

In the end, he failed to find any experimental records, and some of them were just scribbled reports used to prevaricate the prosecutors.It must be that Lotkea's reputation is too loud in the research institute, even if his report is completely incomprehensible and has no practical significance, no one raises any objections to it.

No one even reported him as the boss.

...Of course, Batman thought about it, and he couldn't conclude that his employees had neglected their duties, or even the ghosts planted by his unknown enemy.Sometimes the content of the research needs to be kept secret, not to mention that with the ability of Lotkea, the experiments he failed must be quite difficult, and they are definitely not accessible at their level.As we all know, Lotkea is a good friend of Wayne's boss, and no one would bring this kind of thing to their boss's bad luck.

If he hadn't personally checked the private information in Lotkea's computer, even he would never have imagined that Lotkea's self-proclaimed experiment of more than a month had not achieved any results.

At this moment, Batman was sure - Lotkea was hiding something from him.

He wasn't sure what it was, but... Batman began to think about the abnormalities after returning from Lotkea, hoping to find some clues from them.

He remembered that on the day Lotkea came back, they only met once at dinner. At that time, he behaved very wrongly. Batman once thought that he had experienced something bad, but later he was also caught by Lotkea. The reason for the inspiration was perfunctory.

And although he noticed Lotkea's anomaly, he was staggered by the plethora of things in Gotham, and never explored further.

Since that day, Lotkea has tried to avoid contact with him.He left early and came back late, just in time for him to go to bed after going out for night patrol and finishing night work, so the interaction between them was pitifully rare, almost nonexistent.Before, Batman thought it was Lotkea who wasted sleep and food and devoted himself to the next research work, but now it seems that this may be an escape in another sense.

He already knew something was wrong, that he couldn't get close to Bruce—or Batman, for that matter, but he didn't say anything, chose to hide it alone, and swallowed the bitter pill secretly.

...Of course, how should he mention this?

Said that for some reason, he couldn't bear the physical contact with Bruce and the children he watched grow up?Of course Bruce would ask the reason, and the reason must be that he didn't want to mention it, it was hard to say.

Batman was annoyed that he didn't find out earlier. He obviously cared about Lotkea, but he couldn't even see such an obvious thing.

At this time, he thought again that Lotkea hadn't always refused his approach, they were walking together at noon yesterday, he put on his coat, and Lotkea readily accepted it.

At that time, the distance between them was quite close, if Lotkea could show a little bit of resistance, it would definitely not escape Bruce's eyes.So his resistance wasn't always there?Batman thought about this, but couldn't think of a moment to switch between the two.

He walked silently through the corridor, the corners of the cloak raised behind him.He dodged the security guards on duty, passed by the researchers on night shift, copied some materials again, found a convenient exit, jumped from the research institute, and landed on the roof of a nearby building.

Then he bumped into Erberist who had just arrived here.

The moment he saw Urberist, Batman couldn't help squinting, wondering why he was here.

After discovering Lotkea's anomaly, Batman realized that he wasn't the only one who was hiding something from him. Uberister must have known what happened to Lotkea, but when he faced Batman's inquiry that day , he also found a reason to prevaricate.

They shared a secret and, obviously, didn't want him to know it.

Batman was rather annoyed by this.A secret anger rose from his chest, and then was suppressed by reason.

He knew that he couldn't get anything directly from these two people, so when he saw Erberist, he didn't choose to question him.Batman's pupils dimmed slightly, and then returned to normal in the next moment: "What are you doing here?"

Erberist didn't expect that he would run into him so coincidentally, he was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly to Batman as a greeting: "Same as you."

Batman believed that their goals couldn't be the same, so he didn't speak, just looked at Erberist silently, urging him to continue talking with his eyes.Fortunately, Erberist has long adapted to Batman's appearance, otherwise he would really think he was angry: "I think you are the ghost who came to investigate the research institute?" His voice was soft, and the voice came out through the mask, as if The whispers echoing under the abyss, with a slight casual smile, to cover up his already weak voice.

Batman said in a deep voice: "I did find something."

Erberist stretched out his hand and made a "please speak" gesture; he didn't dare to move, for fear that if he took a step, Batman would find that his feet were weak and he could barely stand.

Batman knew that he didn't want to get too close to him, so he didn't force him to come over.He raised his gauntlet as usual, intending to project the data and share it with Erberist.Just as his finger was about to press the button, Batman's movements suddenly stopped, his eyes quickly shot at Erberist, and his pupils constricted slightly.

Erberist asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

... No, this is ridiculous.Batman shook his head, pushing the sudden thought out of his mind.He couldn't make such an absurd guess just because of such a coincidence.

Batman withdrew his gaze, tapped the arm armor a few times, and showed Erberist the information on several top suspects in the research institute.

Noticing that Eddie and Elena were on the list, Erberist frowned unconsciously: "You think they are all suspects."

"Yes." Although he barely convinced himself, Batman still involuntarily looked at Erberist a few more times: "At least one of them is an undercover agent in the research institute, I just haven't found any conclusive evidence yet .”

Erberist appears to be in good health, and Lotkea's condition is not fake.Besides, with Erberist's system, besides the dagger in his hand, who else can make him weak?

Batman gradually let go of his doubts.

Erberist read the materials carefully and asked, "What can I do?"

Batman said: "Tomorrow the people on this list will go to work as usual, I don't think they will take things that are too confidential."

That's why Batman is called an outlaw vigilante—at times like this, he doesn't get a warrant and open your door like the police: "I need your powers," Batman says:" This operation must be kept secret, and I cannot be discovered by anyone."

Erberist understood. "Afternoon?"

"Morning," said Batman, "afternoon Harvey Dent's trial against Maroney begins, and I'll be there."

Erberister seemed to be taken aback for a moment: "...tomorrow?"

Batman asked, "What's the problem?"

"No, no." Erberist pondered for a while, looked at Batman again, and asked, "I hope you have given yourself time to sleep." His tone became less agreeable: "I hope you Remember that you are just an ordinary human being."

Batman frowned at this: "This has nothing to do with you."

Erberister also frowned, he was successfully aroused by this sentence, but also frustrated and helpless that he didn't know how to refute.After a moment, he said, "...five hours."

He said coldly: "Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, if I find that your sleep time does not meet my requirements—" He paused, his golden eyes narrowed, with a half-smile: "Then this operation will fail. Since you don't need to sleep, presumably such a simple infiltration operation can be completed without me."

After speaking, he smiled slightly at Batman, and disappeared in front of him in an instant.Batman took a step back, watching him leave, the air pressure around him dropped visibly to the naked eye.

Tonight, every criminal in Gotham City who dares to commit crimes at the hands of Batman gets an iron fist of justice.

Gordon looked at the criminals who were tied together with bat ropes, their noses and faces were swollen, their teeth fell out, and their bones were broken. He scratched his head in puzzlement, and asked Montoya next to him, "Uh...what is he today? Are you in a bad mood?"

Montoya shrugged: "Has he ever been in a good mood?"

……

Gotham was fairly peaceful tonight. Batman ended his night patrol ahead of schedule and drove back to the Batcave in the Batmobile.

Seeing him striding out of the car, Alfred greeted him: "I'm so glad to see you come back intact again, I think you will continue to work next?"

"No," Batman pulled off his hood, gritted his teeth with a gloomy expression, "I'm going to sleep."

Alfred: "???"

After noticing the rare shocked expression on the old butler's face, Bruce's expression brightened a little: "But before that, let's go and see Lotkea first."

Alfred: "...good sir."

They quietly stepped up the stairs, Bruce opened the door lightly, hesitated for a moment, stood where he was, and signaled Alfred to check on Lotkea's situation.

Erberist returned to his bedroom after trying his best to follow Batman to finish the night patrol. He only had time to transform himself back into Lotkea's appearance, and then fell into a drowsy sleep on the bed. Naturally, he didn't know Not long after, two guests were ushered in.

Alfred checked him lightly, then looked back at Bruce.

Bruce motioned for him to come out and talk.

The two walked out of the room, closed the door, and whispered to each other: "Is Lotkea asleep?"

Alfred was a little surprised at his first question, but still nodded: "Of course, master." Then he paused, with a worried expression on his face: "However, I always feel that Master Lotkea seems to have a heavier burn. gone."

Bruce frowned: "Are you going to the hospital?"

"Not yet, master." Alfred said: "There are still some medicines at home, I hope you can trust your old housekeeper's skill in bandaging for you."

"That's good." Bruce breathed a sigh of relief, and he was unwilling to let Lotkea leave Wayne Manor at this time.

He watched the old butler bring the bottle and infusion set, watched the liquid flow into Lotkea's body, and then returned to his room under the old butler's repeated urging in a low voice.

Bruce quickly put on his pajamas, glanced at the time, and gritted his teeth to set an alarm for 58:[-].

……Damn it.