I'm the villain in Gotham

Lotkea was woken up by the feeling of being flipped on the back of his hand.

He opened his misty eyes, and found a vague figure standing beside him, his pupils shrank, his whole body tensed up quickly, and he entered a state of vigilance.

"Master Lotkea?" Alfred was surprised by his reaction, and comforted him, "Please don't worry, it's me."

Hearing the old butler's voice, Lotkea remembered where he was. He paused, relaxed himself slowly, rubbed his forehead, and sighed softly: "Sorry, Ah Fu."

"I'm glad to see that your vigilance is so high. It's a good thing in Gotham." Alfred smiled and explained why he appeared in his room early in the morning: "Last night, Master Bruce and I When I came to visit you, I found that you seemed to be sicker, and I had to take some measures for you." He gestured to Lotkea for the empty infusion bag in his hand: "Do you feel better now? ?”

"Yes," Lotkea suddenly realized that these medicines are still useful, maybe he shouldn't have thrown away the pills yesterday: "Thank you, I feel much better."

The old butler tested his body temperature, and after confirming his condition, he brought food and pills for Lotkea: "You can sleep after breakfast, I have already applied for you at the institute Holiday, please don't worry about your work, I will call you again at lunch."

After thanking him again, Alfred took the plate away and closed the door intimately.

Lotkea looked at his watch and found that it was not the time agreed with Batman, so he simply lay down on the bed for a while.The manor is safe here for the time being, as long as he can guarantee to come back before lunch - he believes that this will not be a problem, Batman's movements are fast, and with his help to save time on the road, they will definitely be able to get back before twelve o'clock. hurry back.

After the nourishment of the medicine, the weakness caused by the forced use of too much magic has been improved, and the backlash pain has also changed from dense needle-like sharpness to a more acceptable astringent pain.

In fact, after this period of cultivation, the wound on his chest has almost healed, but the pain caused by the original magic still needs to be resolved.He was used to the continuous pain all the time and uninterrupted, so he didn't think it would have any effect if he added some more now.

At exactly nine o'clock, a dense black mist slowly condensed and stretched from the hall of Wayne Manor, forming a black magic circle as tall as a person, with faint golden light flowing.The next moment, a black boot stepped out of it, wrapping the curves of the legs with smooth texture, standing on the shiny and luxurious floor.

Another dark legend of Gotham appeared here. In an instant, it seemed that the entire hall was darkened, and even the brilliance of the luxurious chandelier above the head was somewhat covered up.He smiled at the well-dressed and meticulous old butler in front of him, put his palms on his chest, and said politely: "Good morning, Mr. Pennyworth."

Alfred had obviously heard from Batman that Alberister was coming, and he was not surprised by his appearance. He straightened his back, and replied in an unassuming way: "Nice to meet you, Alberist Sir." As he spoke, he glanced up the stairs: "I think Mr. Wayne will be coming down soon."

As if confirming his words, as soon as Alfred finished speaking, footsteps sounded from upstairs.Fully dressed, Bruce came down the stairs, nodding slightly as a greeting when he saw Óberister.

While Eberister responded, he also felt that this scene was a bit novel.

The smile that belonged to the Prince of Gotham disappeared on Bruce's face, replaced by Batman's coldness and seriousness.He had seen this expression a lot in the previous timeline, but it was the first time he saw this expression on this young and immature Batman.

After the novelty wore off, Erberist was keenly aware that he was a little unhappy now.Can he guess the reason? "It seems that you have fulfilled our agreement?" With a smile on his lips, he said, "Very good. Before I came, I was still wondering if today's operation would be terminated."

Hearing him say that, the expression on Bruce's face became even more gloomy.

He hated coercion—even though he knew that Erberist had good intentions in his heart, this kind of compromise that he had to make because he wanted someone still made him quite unhappy.There were only four people who could do this without offending him: his parents, Alfred, and, of course, Lotkea.

Time was running out, and Bruce didn't say much to Erberist, and led him directly to the Batcave through the secret door in the living room.

It's not that Bruce has lost his defense against Erberist, but since he knows his true identity and has the ability to teleport, he can come and go freely in the Batcave if he wants.

Bruce calmly put the magical defense of the Batcave and even the entire manor on the agenda in his mind.

They walked down the stone steps, and when Erberist was thinking about how to speed up the investigation process for a while, Bruce asked suddenly: "Aren't you afraid of being seen by Lotkea if you appear directly in the hall?"

"Oh, well," said Erberister, smiling. "Believe me, he won't have a chance to see me."

It's not that he didn't think about this problem before coming here, but coming directly to the Batcave will definitely cause Batman's displeasure, and it may also trigger his spike-like defenses.And because of… he's reluctant to trespass on Batman's personal space without an invitation.Anyway, he has the ability to transfer space, and this kind of rhetoric will never arouse Bruce's suspicion.

As he thought, Bruce looked at him twice and said nothing.

When they came to the Bat Cave, Erberist looked around the undeveloped semi-natural cave, and suddenly found that Bruce picked up the bat suit in front of him.

He froze for a moment, turned around quickly, and began to carefully look at the cave.

Compared with the previous timeline, the current Batcave is still quite shabby, lacking a lot of equipment that will be invented in the future, various bat suits and uniforms of Robin and Batgirls, and after battles Got the loot - this one takes up quite a bit of space.

Erberist looked at the display case which seemed very small in comparison, and actually found the complete set of Captain America limited edition card collection book that Tony gave Bruce on his eighth birthday.

...I don't know whether Tony was happy after discovering this fact or was so angry that he exploded into fireworks.

Batman's voice brought Erberist back to his mind: "We are going to these addresses." He had already put on the helmet, and after a few operations on the bat computer, several lines of addresses appeared on the huge monitor. and their corresponding names.

Erberist glanced at them, wrote them down, and then raised his hand to open a space door according to the above sequence.He turned his head slightly, and chuckled at Batman: "Please?"

Batman nodded, and the two walked in one after the other.As the cloak disappeared into the Batcave, the dark space door also disappeared.

……

They investigated the homes of several suspects in a row. Batman was responsible for finding clues, and Erberist was responsible for teleportation and using magic to restore everything to its original state, and occasionally helped him.

Time passed by, and the investigation that could not be discovered was coming to an end.But so far, they have found nothing.

"...The next person is Eddie Joyce." Oberist recalled the list of people with addresses, and unconsciously frowned.In all fairness, he likes Eddie, a colleague who is young, smart, and quite creative, and Lotkaia is committed to training him as the ace researcher of Wayne Technology's new generation.If he was really bought...

Erberist sighed inwardly.

Batman didn't notice his worry. He stood a little far away from Erberist, cleared the visitor records in the computer, shut it down, pressed the power button, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Erberist raised his hand to open a space door.

The dense darkness trembled a few times before slowly unfolding in front of the two of them.Noticing that the opening of the space door was slower than before, Batman looked at Erberist and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Erberist replied indifferently, as before, in order to show that he had no malice—also to prevent any traps ahead—he walked in first.

It's really nothing, he just gradually began to be unable to bear the frequent use of magic.Luckily there were only two people left on the list, and he was sure they could go back for lunch.

Erberist thought he could lean somewhere and take a rest, but he was shocked when he walked in.

Batman then came to the living room and also paused.

The two looked around Iron Man, who were all around the room, and they agreed in silence: "..."

In the living room stands a very conspicuous full-length Iron Man model, and a row of miniature or Q-version Iron Man figures are neatly stacked on the cabinet and desk.Posters of Iron Man and Tony Stark are plastered all over the walls, and even the closet is stuffed with a lot of peripheral T-shirts with Iron Man logos or pictures besides a few normal clothes (oh my god) , watching Erberist wanted to cover his eyes very much.

He felt that there was no need for Batman to investigate. Even if this kind of Iron Man fans really wanted to do evil, they would definitely be staring at Tony himself, and would never come to trouble them.

He had always wondered before that although the Wayne Group paid a lot of salary, Eddie himself lived a very simple life... Now he understands.

It turned out that all his money was spent chasing stars! ! !

Erberist was still crazily complaining in his head, but Batman seemed to be unaffected, and quickly started the search.Erberist had to follow him in search.

Finally Batman found a diary.The ink on it is still fresh, having been written only recently.He flipped through it quickly, and finally felt that this high probability should not be called a diary, but should be called a star chasing diary, which is also a record of scattered trivial matters.

But these are enough for Batman to confirm that Eddie Joyce is not the ghost he is looking for. As he thought, the diary in his hand had turned to the last entry, which was on the day the institute was attacked:

"...Unbelievable, I actually got Mr. Stark's autograph, I almost passed out with excitement...Thanks to Mr. Dark, I know that Mr. Stark came for him. Anyway, Dar Mr. Ke, I love you!!!"

Batman: "..."

He snapped the diary shut.

Attracted by the voice, Urberist stopped looking at the models ranging from the Mark 1 to the latest models, and looked at Batman: "Isn't he?"

Batman snorted lightly to show his affirmation.

Oberist was a little surprised by his reaction, but he didn't waste any time. With his slender fingers flexed and stretched slightly, everything in the room automatically returned to its original state.

Now only one last suspect remains - Elena Fergus.

For this girl who can ignore Lotkea's looming aura and dare to pursue him, Erberist's impression of her is not good, but it is not bad.With complicated emotions, he opened the last space door.

Elena's room was very tidy.

This is the first impression of Erberist and Batman.It doesn't look like a home, it's more like a temporary residence, or a hotel house, with only some necessities, and lacking items with the owner's preferences and atmosphere, it's hard to imagine that she has lived in this house for nearly a year.

Erberist and Batman glanced at each other, and both found clusters of doubts in each other's eyes.

No need to say anything, the two quickly started searching.

Batman turned on her computer, inserted a bat-shaped cracker into the laptop socket, and all the passwords were easily solved in front of him.Erberister flipped through the neatly placed notebooks, documents, and books, trying to find some clues.

Because of the suspicion and almost keen intuition in his heart, Batman opened her mailbox first.

Her outbox was sparse, mostly nonsensical advertisements and job postings.Batman calmed down, using the built-in program on the Bat cracker, trying to recover the emails she deleted.

The results were encouraging, but also disappointing - he could only find some residual data, but could not restore the entire email.This approach is exactly the same as that seen by Harris Sr. and Sabatino.

"It's her." Batman said in a deep voice, "She's exchanging emails with that person."

The speculation was confirmed, and Batman felt almost no joy in finding the clues. Instead, anger slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart.His sensual lips were pressed so tight that Erberist couldn't help but notice.

Noticing Erberist's gaze, Batman's voice was low, with hoarse anger: "She used Lotkea."

"... yes," said Erberister.He recalled the place and timing of Elena's appearance in front of Lotkea, and his brows were tightly frowned.

For a while, neither of them spoke, they continued to work, and fell silent together.

"...Code letter." After a while, Batman stared at the screen, and found something new in Elena's outbox: "It's not the ones that are often used, there are certain rules, it should be agreed between them A kind of code."

Erberist thought for a while, and suddenly Fu Ling thought: "These books?"

"Very likely." Batman stood up from the chair, touched a certain part of the helmet, and the white goggles changed modes instantly. Following the change of his eyes, he recorded the books on the shelf one by one, and saved them for reference when he returned.

They didn't find any more useful clues. After Batman implanted an endoscopic program in Elena's computer, Erberist restored the scene to its original state, opened a portal again, and sent Batman back to the Batcave.

As for himself, he wrapped himself in the blanket before Alfred called him to eat.

……

After lunch, Lotkea fell asleep again in his room.

Bruce looked at him quietly, and then went back to the Batcave.After confirming that Elena Fergus is the ghost in the institute, and even has direct contact with the mastermind behind it, Batman checked her life and past.

However, although she is from Gotham, she has been studying abroad for a long time. Batman can clearly investigate her whereabouts after returning to Gotham, but before that, she can only collect clues slowly.

In addition, although there are not as many books in Elena's apartment as there are in Wayne Manor's study, they are not too few.Bruce found the contents and editions of those books, and wrote a program to let the bat computer automatically simulate possible results and pick out fluent sentences.

Yes, these possibilities are so vast that it is difficult to achieve them with human power; but with the Batcomputer, it is only a matter of time.

After handing over the rest of the work to the computer, Bruce checked the time and put on the bat suit again.

……

Today's Gotham Court ushered in a special trial.

One of Gotham City's biggest mob bosses, Sal Maroney, will be interrogated here.This is the last trial of District Attorney Harvey Dent before he took office as mayor. He is ambitious and intends to arrest and imprison Maroney through a just trial in full view of the court.

Because of the particularity of the prisoners, the Gotham City Police Department sent people to blockade the place early in the morning, and also sent a lot of people to patrol to prevent any possible accidents.Whether it is Gordon or Harvey, everyone who can see the situation clearly knows that this trial is not only a blow to the Maroni family, but also a powerful deterrent to the dark forces in Gotham. Dante's initial fulfillment of his promise to the public during his speech was also his first great achievement.

Gordon stood in the monitoring room, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, calmly instructing all groups of police officers to strengthen their precautions, and report any abnormalities at any time.They have found and restrained several dangerous elements carrying guns on the periphery of the court, but no one has let down their vigilance.

Gordon stared at the monitor and ordered two groups of police officers to step up their defenses.He put down the walkie-talkie and stared worriedly at the constantly changing camera, trying to find some problems that he hadn't noticed yet.

At this time, a deep voice sounded from behind him: "I hope everything goes well, Director."

Gordon was taken aback, turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Batman standing behind him at some point.He was silent for a moment, and chose the latter between complaining about him and focusing on work.

... Anyway, this bastard didn't want to change it! ! !

He sighed and nodded: "For now, yes."

Batman didn't speak any more. He connected the camera in the monitoring room to the bat computer, let Alfred manage it, and then left the monitoring room quickly, using his own way to provide security for the trial.

Sometimes Gordon doesn't like to say it, but he admits from the bottom of his heart that he does feel a lot more relieved to have Batman here.

After repeated security checks, it was time for the court session.

Everything was calm, and everyone went through the process step by step.

Sal Maroney looked at Harvey and said confidently: "...Yes, I attacked Mickey Garzo and his brother Franky. Many of the brothers you are looking for are at the bottom of the Gotham River. We dumped their bodies in Gotham Bay."

This almost naked/naked showing off, as well as his blatant contempt for the law, made Harvey's face darken.

He suppressed his anger and asked, "I ask you, under oath, do you admit that you committed the murders just mentioned?"

"Um...oh, this...cough, cough cough..." Maroney suddenly coughed, lowered his head, bent over, and covered his stomach: "I...I feel a little uncomfortable..."

Harvey couldn't wait to grab his collar: "Sal Maloney, don't try to play tricks in court, answer my question quickly!"

... something is wrong.

Batman was investigating suspicious locations. He frowned when he saw the surveillance sent by Alfred, and hurried to the courtroom.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Maroni coughed and took something out of his pocket.

Harvey was not in the mood to watch him play a bitter scene, and raised two fingers: "I'll ask you again—"

"Wait—cough, cough!" Maroney unscrewed the bottle cap: "I happen to have something—"

Suddenly, he raised his hand violently, and poured the liquid in the bottle towards Harvey: "—Here you are!"

Harvey was startled, subconsciously took half a step back, but only half of his face was blocked, and all the liquid was poured on the other half of his face.

Maroni had a smug smile on his face seeing that his scheme had succeeded.