Something is not right.

When he left the main venue under the guise of drunkenness and followed the position of the signal generator to the back of the castle, but only saw a coat hanging on the treetop, Bruce realized that Dick's method had been discovered by the other party.

If the other party only found out after arriving here, that's okay.

But if the other party has discovered it long ago and led Ye Yi all the way here, and is not afraid of him messing up their plan at all, then it can only show that this MMP organization is planning a game that wishes to have more audiences, and even the vigilantes don't care. activity.

Bruce was about to turn around and go back to the banquet hall when he heard a scream from inside.

Sharp, high-pitched, and straightforward cut through the night of Gotham, and stopped the mingling of glasses at the banquet.

Louder than that scream was the loud noise of the chandelier decorated with tens of millions of crystals on the ceiling of the hall, continuously falling with suddenly swaying beams, and finally crashing on the marble floor.

problem occurs……

Clark, who had been stopped outside the banquet and was forced to listen to his bald colleagues babbling about his paparazzi experience, stood up, and while everyone's attention was focused on the direction of the castle, he quickly fled into the shadows.

Clark turned on his super hearing while walking, and countless noisy voices exploded in his ears.

He carefully discerned the sounds other than screams.

He heard the strange rattling sound of bone growth, heard the rustling and swelling of muscles, and smelled the blood that burst out because the skin could not keep up with the overgrown muscles...

Superman's frown became tighter and tighter, and he pulled his tie away from the surveillance.

Under the shirt was a uniform of dark red and dark blue.

……

"monster".

It has been many years since the last time I heard this word.

Nightingale had already noticed Ryan's departure, and she originally planned to kill time at the banquet and leave, but the words from a woman who suddenly rushed out of the banquet hall stopped her in her tracks.

……monster.

what monster?

Where did the monster come from?

I don't know what happened. In the hall, there were waiters asking in a panic and bewilderment, and then there were screams from men and women. Then, the whole chandelier fell down for some reason, and some people rushed out from inside.

With the opening of the door, the warm air from the fireplace fireworks mixed with a strange smell came out.

——Very, very fishy, ​​as if someone dumped a large tank of marine fish on the ground of the old castle.

The Teddy-shaped snow wolf that was nestled in Nightingale's arms pricked up its ears, and its whole body was like taut strings. Its small claws were pulling on the collar tag.

It seemed that it really wanted to grab the tag off and restore it to its original shape, but it didn't do anything against the owner's order, and only made a threatening sound of a dog facing the enemy from its larynx.

The biggest light source, the chandelier, was out.

Because of the darkness, the fleeing people stumbled and stumbled, and some people fell or stepped on them from time to time.

But this level of darkness is not enough to stop humans with excellent night vision, or wolves.

In addition to the panicked crowd, some "monsters" also rushed out.

Judging from the pieces of fine cloth hanging on them, before they turned into these monsters, they... no... they were people, and they were guests at a banquet.

The dark gray scales that look like crocodiles are densely spread all over the body. They have split scarlet mouths, wave their shrunken, short but very dexterous arms, and the long crocodile tails that grow out of genetic science behind them.

"... Killer crocodile?"

……

Nightingale, who grew up in Gotham, quickly associated this feature with a person, Waylon Jones, known as "Killer Crocodile".

This is a super criminal who is not a mutant. Because he was born with a rare atavistic disease, he grew scales, teeth, and claws of a crocodile. He is extremely powerful. He should be locked up in the Arkham Asylum now. .

...Should it still be in the madhouse?

Nightingale, who is familiar with Arkham Asylum's "anyone can come and go", has a slightly cold smile on her lips.

Tonight's situation looks like someone did an experiment with the gene of the killer crocodile, and put it at the Wayne banquet where reporters gathered for fear that others would not know.

Before tonight, she hadn't received any news at all. It seemed that it was an external organization that did the work.

As soon as I came to Gotham, I was so fanfare, clamoring "I'm here, I'm here", without the consciousness of being an outsider at all... It's even worse than the Hydra back then.

At least the latter knew what worshiping the top of the mountain was, what was capital injection, and what was called four-way management.

Is it because you villains have drifted away or my Nightingale intelligence organization has not opened for too long?

"Miss Moxon" who wears the skin of a brunette beauty is not very happy, and when she is not happy, she generally does not want others to continue to be happy :)

The slender brown eyebrow pencil twirled between her fingers.

However, before she could make the next move, a strong sonic boom sounded from a distance, and everyone, including the monster, was attracted to it...

The sky of Gotham is perennially filled with dark clouds like the smog of London's industrial age.

In this thick and dark cloud, a figure moving at high speed entrained a cyclone and descended from the sky.

Son of Krypton, God of Metropolis, Savior, Superman...

This man with thousands of titles looks like a "human male".

But his broad arms, fiery red cloak, and handsome face carved out by the creator with the finest chisel... all of them show his identity different from that of human beings.

He stands in front of you like a silent, rolling hill.

……

Outside the castle, uninfected ordinary people were overwhelmed with surprise and breathed a sigh of relief;

In the old castle, the dark knight who was about to change his costume was stopped by the butler. The reason was that "the timing of your appearance at this time is too easy to reveal, sir, there are Superman, Iron Man and Master Dick."

Brucey selectively ignored the phrase "Superman is here" and snorted coldly: "It was he who caused the trouble." Naturally, he was referring to Nightwing.

Dick who has already used a stick to fight the mutated monster: "..."

Although the truth is like this, the difference between saying it and not saying it is really quite big, really.

The first-generation Robin, who was disliked by his awkward old father every day, knocked out a stick vigorously and threw aside the female crocodile who rushed towards him with a bloody mouth, and couldn't help but blah:

"Hey ma'am, although I'm glad you throw yourself into your arms, but to be fair, the way you pounced on me looks like you're eating in a cafeteria—I'm not good at eating, and the big, strong man next to me looks more delicious."

There was a little monster near him, and Clark bumped his head with his hands: "..."

To be reasonable, why does Batman cherish words every time he sees him, except for yelling "Get out of my Gotham" with a throat cancer, but the Azure Knight raised by Batman likes so much?

……

"In the perception of others, I am the person in front of my eyes, Caroline Moxon of Gotham."

"The area within one meter of the circle centered on me will be ignored by people and surveillance."

"The words I write are invisible to others."

After supplementing the middle line of text, Nightingale stuffed the eyebrow pencil used for "makeup touch-ups" before Shelley's mouth to let it dangle, and then grabbed it to his shoulder.

She stretched out her long legs, her body was light and soft, and she climbed the stone wall of the castle at 90 degrees vertically to the upper terrace in two or three strokes.

Shelley's teddy tail dangled in the air like a ball, and the owner who hung it had already jumped, bent his waist, and easily reached the higher roof.

Standing on a high place and looking far away, you can see the entire surrounding of the castle.

Superman, who was bound by the billions worth of the castle, and Ye Yi, a young man wielding double sticks or throwing knives, got into the car and wanted to escape from the dangerous area, but was told by the guards and the police that "the possible infection cannot be allowed to spread." "out of sight" guests...

When everyone is walking along the track they should go, the one who is most out of place is the most problematic.

Nightingale's gaze stopped at a gentle man at the edge of the crowd who was hiding himself as if fleeing, but walked further and further away, approaching the outlying woods.

The other party held a small black leather suitcase under his armpit.

She narrowed her eyes and made a gesture of shooting in the direction of the man.

"Gotcha (got you)!"

……

Bruce, who had just returned to the castle hall, stopped suddenly.

Not all the monsters ran out, and a few were still in the hall, blocking some of the guests who didn't have time to run out, but fortunately, Tony Stark, who stayed in the hall, quickly summoned the Mark armor.

Seeing Bruce Wayne appear, a man with a moustache came out of the golden red tin can:

"Stay away, Bruce, I won't lose money no matter how many antiques my palm blasts you."

Bruce: "..."

Bruce, of course, didn't listen to Tony's words. He approached the terrace calmly, with a face full of panic from the scene in front of him, but his eyes were calm and vigilant when he looked up at the top of the terrace.

Outside the terrace, a few branches of Nantianzhu stretched obliquely in the air, slightly shaking by the wind.

He believed in his vision, he didn't see anyone just now, and he also believed in his hearing, except for the howling and fighting sounds of beasts outside the castle, there was no other movement like climbing.

...but he trusted his instincts more.

This is an ability that he has honed overnight as a dark knight in the shadows of Gotham for 20 years, and can only be explained by experience or physical reflexes.

"Master." Alfred's gentle voice was accompanied by the beeping sound of the Batcave's electronic equipment. "In the southwest direction, outside the garden, we found a suspicious target."

"There's another interesting thing..."

Bruce: "What's the matter? I'll talk about the unimportant things later."

"It's really not an important piece of news."

Alfred said to himself.

"But I still have to tell you that when the driver of the Moxon family was driving to avoid the attack of those monsters, the body vibrated and woke up Miss Caroline Moxon who was unconscious under the rear seat of the car."

"——the one who you and Iron Man just helped drive away the ex-boyfriend."

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