Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight. The Old Bat Asks the Teacher

In Gotham City, two police cars were speeding towards the Arkham Asylum. After Sergeant Gordon received the alarm call, his heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, only the Mad Hatter escaped from prison alone, and the situation was still under control. Since it was already late at night, Gordon did not mobilize a large number of police forces, but only ordered a few confidantes to go with him.

Of course, Bruce Wayne must be notified, this old bat is a night owl, he must not be asleep yet, and he doesn't know where he got his energy from.

"Drive faster," Sergeant Gordon urged.

"Boss, it's going to fly soon. Don't worry, you're just a mad hatter. We haven't seen any big winds and waves. We can get there in half a minute at most."

boom!

Just when the police car saw the lights of the Arkham Asylum, there was a sudden explosion, and a storm of flames soared into the sky. Even though it was far away, the impact of the explosion still overturned the police car.

bang... bang...

The police car rolled several times on the ground and crashed into each other.

After a while, Sergeant Gordon shook his head and hurriedly asked, "How is it? How are you all? Answer quickly!"

"I'm fine, boss!"

"I'm fine!"

"A little flesh wound, nothing serious."

"Thanks for the seatbelt, I'm fine too."

 …

Eight people got out of the police car, and Sergeant Gordon said: "Hurry up and call the firefighters, and call for backup. I need a lot of people."

Then he took out the communicator again and contacted Bruce: "Did you see that, Batman?"

Bruce Wayne's deep answer sounded from the opposite side: "Yes, a big explosion, very strange!"

"Where are you?"

"I just rushed into Arkham, I want to see how those guys are alive."

"Then...be careful, I'll be right there."

Because the fire is too big,

Before the fire was extinguished until dawn, Director Gordon looked at the still burning Arkham Asylum with dust on his face.

"How? What did you find?"

Bruce Wayne said in a deep voice: "There are only a few dozen corpses, which are beyond recognition. I extracted their meat pieces, and this is the test report."

Sergeant Gordon took it and read it carefully, frowning more and more tightly: "All dead? These guys are all dead? Even the Mad Hatter is no exception, is it a mistake?"

"There is absolutely no mistake, and it has even been tested three times. The results can only show that the Mad Hatter has not escaped from prison. In other words, this is simply a conspiracy, a conspiracy against you and me."

"But, why is this happening? Could it be that these villains were going to blow us up, but accidentally detonated the bomb, leading to this result?"

But Sergeant Gordon immediately denied himself. It's not like he hasn't dealt with these villains before. This kind of speculation is really stupid.

"Could it be that there was internal strife between them? These guys are all lunatics, and it's not surprising to do anything when they get hot-headed."

Bruce shook his head: "This is clearly a plan that has been planned for at least three months. These guys must have fully communicated. Will they fight among themselves at the last moment?"

"Gordon, I think there is only one possibility, and that is that someone unexpected broke in and killed them. I have already used satellites to investigate, and I believe there will be results soon."

After Bruce left, he went straight back to the Batcave, where Robin Damian and the housekeeper Alfred were busy.

"Did you find anything?"

"Master, according to the satellite surveillance, we have captured a figure, and we are verifying the identity of this guy according to the database."

Bruce approached and saw a blurry figure displayed on the computer screen. After adjusting the resolution to the highest, he could barely make out the outline.

"A skeleton on fire, and riding a weird... wait, is that a bicycle?"

"Sorry, young master, the other party's speed is very fast. Even the most advanced satellites can still only take pictures to this extent."

"As you can see, the young master and I also feel unbelievable, but after our repeated confirmation, it should be a flame skull."

"He was the one who stormed into Arkham Asylum, and not long after that, the madhouse exploded."

Looking at the Ghost Rider on the screen, Bruce pondered for a moment and asked, "Has the result been compared?"

Damian turned the seat, looked at his father and said, "No, as far as we know, there is no one with superpowers on Earth who is similar to him."

"Two guesses, either aliens who visited Earth like the group of Kryptonians, or newbies who have just acquired superpowers."

"But this guy has a characteristic. Wherever he passes, there will be a long fire mark, and the fire mark will burn for a while before it disappears."

"According to this clue, we are using satellites to search for traces, and Dick and the others are all going out to investigate on the spot. I believe there will be results."

Bruce nodded: "Then don't stop, and Alfred will go and find out. If the other party is really a novice, with his ostentatious personality, he will definitely appear again."

"I understand, master."

Bruce has been busy all night, and there are several important activities to participate in during the day, so he changed his clothes and left first.

He originally thought that the investigation would take a certain amount of time, but he didn't expect that news came from both Dick and Alfred at the same time after only one morning.

Alfred found clues from the New York police, and the sign of the flame skull was too obvious.

Dick Grayson drove all the way to New York following the fire marks. The final destination of the two is the same, which shows that the answer is correct.

Bruce notified Sheriff Gordon, saying that he would handle the matter, and then took a special plane to New York.

At Peter Parker's house at the moment, after lunch, Jude was playing games with Little Spider, and Ivy took Gwen Stacy out for shopping. They were completely unclear about Aunt May's actions last night.

"No, no, no...it's over!"

"Haha... KO, you Peter is an idiot!"

Jude gestured his middle finger to the little spider excitedly, picked up the fruit wine next to him and drank it.

At this time, a royal blue Lamborghini drove up outside the door. The luxury car parked steadily on the side of the road. Bruce Wayne opened the door and walked out.

He already knew that the owner of the house in front of him was Peter Parker, Jude Herbert's little follower.

If this matter had something to do with Jude Herbert, then Bruce wouldn't be surprised if something happened, but he had to come and confirm it for himself.

Ding dong...

Hearing the doorbell ringing, Little Spider, who didn't want to be ridiculed anymore, stood up and opened the door.

Then I saw the upright Bruce Wayne standing at the door.

"Mr. Bruce, why are you here?"

"See you again, Peter."