Chapter 748: Theater Murder (Part 2)
When Bruce gradually regained consciousness, it was already dark. He felt like he had a dream. When he woke up, he had completely forgotten what he had dreamed about.
Bruce felt hungry, but there was no ready-made food to fill his stomach. He stood up, then shook twice and fell to the ground.
Sitting in an incorrect sitting posture for a long time put too much force on his pelvis, resulting in poor blood circulation in his back and legs. In short, his legs were numb.
When Bruce fell, his elbow hit the edge of the steps. He screamed in pain and looked at his arm with a grin.
"Damn, so unlucky, right?"
He said, but suddenly, he was stunned for a moment. He realized that there were no outsiders here now, and he didn't need to act for anyone, so he stood up again with his mouth pursed.
And this time, he was attacked by dizziness. Not eating for a long time made him have some symptoms of hypoglycemia, but fortunately, his body was very strong, so he was only dizzy for a while and returned to normal.
Bruce walked out slowly, found the car he had driven, sat in the driver's seat, and breathed a sigh of relief. But just as he was about to start the car, he found that it would not start at all.
After repeated attempts, Bruce had to get out of the car to check the car engine. After opening the hood, he was stunned.
Because the entire engine was gone.
Bruce closed the hood with all his strength. He looked around and found no trace of the thief. This was very common in Gotham. It could only be said that the other party had left him a shell, which was quite a steal.
This car was not a Batmobile. It had not undergone those complicated modifications and had no spare engine. Therefore, it was completely impossible to start now.
Bruce looked around and found a public telephone booth on a nearby street. After he walked in, he called Schiller and said, "Professor, please go to Wayne Manor and take Elsa to your manor."
"Yes, Alfred is sick and can't take care of her for the time being. I may have to trouble you during this period. Thank you, professor."
After hanging up the phone, Bruce lowered his head and sighed. When he turned and walked out of the phone booth, it was raining outside again.
This is the edge of the West Side of Gotham, which is also a wealthy area. Every household has a private car, and most of them have their own drivers. Almost no one takes a taxi, so there are generally no taxis here.
Bruce now has two choices, go back to the public telephone booth to call a taxi, or walk directly back to the manor.
This is not far from Wayne Manor, so Bruce decided to walk back by himself. Anyway, even if he returns to the manor, it will be empty, so why rush back?
Or rather, he actually had a resistance, hoping that the way back could be longer, so that he wouldn't have to face the empty manor hall.
Walking out of the alley and standing on the street, Bruce looked around, identified the direction, and then walked to one end of the street.
The night rain in Gotham was very cold, but Bruce didn't care. He walked back slowly along the street, and soon, a familiar building appeared in his sight.
That was Gotham's Grand Theater, a landmark building in the West End. The last time Bruce came here, he was still Batman and watched a big show of executing the Court of Owls.
There are no owls now, but there is no Batman either.
Bruce was standing behind the Gotham Grand Theater, not in front of the gate, so there were not many cars and no pedestrians, but from this angle, the Gotham Grand Theater was brightly lit, and the light from the windows illuminated half of the street.
This is actually very rare, because this big theater is too old, and no decent troupe is willing to perform here in the past few years.
Looking up at the light coming out of the window, Bruce thought of what Alfred said before, that the Angelica Troupe was coming here to perform. He had heard of the name of this troupe, which is a very famous troupe on the East Coast.
Bruce remembered that when he was at the Met, he had seen specific actor information at the door of a theater. Now the leading actor of this troupe is called Alex Smith, a very handsome young actor.
He often plays the leading role in Shakespeare's plays, especially the handsome youth of the protagonist. Girls on the East Coast like to call him "The Dream of the Metropolis".
The corresponding one is the leading actress of this troupe, Vicky Sandra, who is known as the pearl of the East Coast.
There are rumors that they are a couple, but they themselves deny this. Because they often play lovers on stage, many gossip newspapers seize this point and make a fuss about it. They often follow them and take various photos in the hope of digging out their deeper relationship.
As the information played in Bruce's mind, he found that it had become an instinct for him to write down every piece of information he heard and saw, and then when he saw something related to it, he would immediately review it from beginning to end to ensure that he would not miss any important intelligence.
But what's the use of this? Bruce thought that Batman had become a thing of the past. Now, as long as he put on the bat suit, he would become a street rat that everyone wanted to beat.
Even if he wanted to help others now, the victims would scream when they saw him, as if they had seen a ghost, and run away desperately without cooperation.
Bruce lowered his head and planned to move forward, but at this moment, he heard the sound of a vase breaking in a room near him inside the theater.
Bruce instinctively turned his head and looked at the room where the sound came from. The room was filled with warm light, but at the same time, the figure blocking the light became extremely clear.
A female silhouette in a dress staggered to the window, slapped the window twice, and then slowly fell down.
Bruce opened his eyes wide, and he rushed to the window without thinking. Standing under the wall and looking carefully, he found that the place where the woman had just slapped was left with blood, indicating that her current situation was very bad.
This room was on the third floor on the east side of the theater. Bruce immediately began to look for a passage leading to the third floor. However, the theater had only one entrance and no back door. If he wanted to get to the room immediately, he had to climb the wall.
Bruce found a drainpipe in the corner of the wall, climbed up along the drainpipe in a few seconds, and then jumped from the balcony of the easternmost window to the balcony of the room.
He pulled the closed window hard, making a loud noise. When he looked inside the window, he found that a figure seemed to be scared away by the sound.
But because his eyes could not immediately adapt to the abundant light in the room, Bruce did not see what the figure looked like, and could not even tell whether it was a man or a woman. He could only see his panicked figure and hear a series of subtle, almost imperceptible footsteps.
With a "bang", the window was pulled open by him, and he climbed over the windowsill and rushed into the room. Bruce saw a woman in a dress falling in the middle of the room.
Blood spread along her chest, staining most of her dress red. Bruce didn't have time to think too much. She rushed to the woman and reached out to press the artery on her neck.
But unfortunately, the woman was dead.
With a "bang", the door was pushed open, and a group of people rushed in. The leader shouted: "What's wrong? Why is there such a big noise?!"
Suddenly, a scream came, Bruce looked up, and in the bright halo, he saw a familiar face. It was Miss Goth. She screamed and shouted: "No! Miss Vicky! What's wrong with you?!"
She rushed up in a panic, but took a few steps back because of the strong smell of blood.
A gentleman came out of the crowd and helped Miss Godd up. He looked at Bruce and said righteously: "Who are you? Why are you here? What did you do to Miss Vicky?"
"Oh, my God! Mr. Wayne!" Another scream sounded, and Mrs. Godd came out of the crowd. She grabbed Mr. Witt in front of her and said: "Mr. Witt, you may not know him, he is Bruce Wayne!"
"Mr. Wayne, what are you doing there? Come here quickly, the body may have some... I mean... the blood may not be clean, you should come quickly!" Mrs. Godd waved to Bruce with concern.
Bruce stood up and looked at the group of people. There were nine people in a row. Mr. Witt stood in the middle, the mother and daughter of Godd stood on the right, and another fat man stood with them.
On the left was another young man who looked a bit like Witt, and next to him was the owner of the Angelica Troupe.
A little further back, another tall man was pushing forward. He passed through the crowd and rushed to Vicky's side, shouting, "No! Vicky! What's wrong with you? Call a doctor! Quick!"
"Alex, calm down!" Another older actor rushed up and supported Alex.
Bruce saw that the man called Alex was indeed very handsome. He had long hair and was wearing armor for performances. When he half-knelt on the ground, his whole body jingled.
There were two other people, one of whom was holding a makeup brush and looked like a makeup artist of the troupe, and the other was holding a notebook and might be a prop master.
A dozen people surrounded the whole room, and soon, the police arrived.
When Gordon saw Bruce, he covered his forehead with his hand. He lifted the hem of his windbreaker to the back with one hand, touched the side of his cheek with the other hand, and asked Bruce, "Why are you here?"
Bruce stood there, looking down at the body, and said nothing.
But at this time, Mrs. Gode stepped forward and said to Gordon: "Mr. Wayne may have come here because of its reputation. After all, every mailbox in our manor area has received the Angelica Theater's play list..."
"In the East Coast theater performance circle, the audience can visit the backstage before the performance. I think Mr. Wayne may have come here for this reason, just like us."
Mrs. Gold helped Bruce explain a lot, but at this time, Mr. Witt raised doubts, saying: "He was already here when we rushed into the room. He was the first person to touch the body and is very suspicious..."
Mrs. Gold tried her best to wink at Witt, but Witt seemed not to see it. Miss Gold was crying beside him, Alex was kneeling on the ground and wailing, and the others looked incredulous.
Gordon was troubled by this situation, so he had to drive everyone out of the room, divide them into several groups, and let them stay in other rooms to wait for interrogation.
He called Bruce out first and asked him: "What's the matter with you? Didn't I say it all? You have to be quiet these days, otherwise you may really be wanted... Wait, why are you not wearing a uniform?"
Gordon realized that it was not Batman who came here, but Bruce Wayne, but how could Bruce Wayne be involved in the murder case?
The current situation has completely exceeded his expectations. Gordon is very clear about one thing, that is, if either Batman or Schiller appears at the scene of the murder, it proves that this case may be in big trouble.
Gordon pressed his temple with a headache. He looked at Bruce and said, "Okay, then what did you see? Who killed the heroine of the troupe?"
Bruce shook his head and said, "I don't know."
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