Chapter 1654 No Time to Die (XVII)

Chapter 1627 No Time to Die (Seventeen)

The night in Gotham was still deep and cold, with countless screams and blood rippling in the city. The brilliant neon lights were like a fragile shell, embellishing the outer coat of civilization, and the cold spotlights were shaking in the sky.

Only separated by a river, the brightly lit high-rise buildings and the crowded and chaotic slums were far apart. When the soul-stirring drizzle fell, all the outlines collapsed as if dissolved.

In the city wrapped in fine rain lines, a bright light suddenly lit up, and the iconic bat pattern became the only thing that did not flutter in the wind and rain.

The dark figure standing at the highest point of Gotham jumped down, and the terrifying figure was reflected in the mirror-like water surface of the puddle on the street.

"Beep-beep-beep-beep-"

A sharp siren sounded at the end of the street, and the lights of the police car looked unusually charming in the dark. Gordon led several police officers out, pulled out the pistol from his waist, pointed the gun at the man wearing a strange mask in the bank with both hands and said.

"Black Mask! Put down the gun and raise your hands!"

The robber known as the Black Mask wore a black jacket and a black skull-shaped mask covering his entire face. He was holding a pistol and was yelling at the bank teller who was squatting on the ground with his hands on his head with several gangsters.

"Boss, there are at least 20 of them. In addition to the bank staff, the hostages include two ladies and three gentlemen who came here to withdraw money, and even a five-year-old girl. It's very difficult to deal with."

Gordon turned his head and looked seriously at the police officer who delivered the message, and then said to him: "Are the snipers in place?"

"They have been in place for a long time, but the place they chose is not conducive to the performance of our sniper operators. We haven't found a good sniper position yet."

"Black Mask is much more cunning than other robbers, otherwise he would not have survived in Gotham until today. Don't worry, let the negotiation expert hold him back first. The bat light is on, and Batman will be here soon."

The police officer took the order and left. Gordon narrowed his eyes and stared at the robbers who were showing off their power inside. His face was very gloomy, but he didn't show much anger. It seemed that he was trying hard to think of countermeasures.

But the current scene is almost unsolvable for the Gotham Police Department. The crime scene chosen by Black Mask is an old bank located on the old street on the east side of Gotham City. The buildings here are generally low and there are no high-rise buildings. The windows of old buildings are small and some have very wide wooden window frames. Snipers can't find a good sniper position.

Black Mask should have followed the parents with children all the way here. The hostages in their hands are too fragile, and the police dare not act rashly. Now the only one who can break this deadlock is probably Batman.

Suddenly, a loud "crash" sound came from the side of the stairs, and Gordon immediately cheered up. Batman is here!

But after the sound of broken glass, it was not the familiar black figure that appeared behind Black Mask.

"Batman, you finally... who are you?!"

"Uh, hello, are we robbing a bank here?"

A voice that sounded a little childish came out of the mouth of this strange figure, and he shrugged and said: "Wow, man, your mask is really cool, where did you buy it? I guess it must not be Macy's?"

"Also, you should know that robbing a bank is wrong, right? By the way, the guys you arranged at the back door have been knocked down by me. Don't look at me like that, I just wanted to find someone to ask for directions."

The strange figure stepped back on tiptoe and opened his hands and said: "Put down the gun, how about we talk about your mask problem, or are you going to pose here and stand here stupidly until we miss dinner time and I can't go home?"

"No matter where you come from, get out of here!" Black Mask raised the gun in his hand and pointed it directly at the stranger's head.

"You are so rude, even more rude than the golden weirdo who threw me down from a height of two meters. Besides, I am not a weirdo..."

The stranger twisted his shoulder without any tension, and the murderous intent in the black mask's eyes rose. At the moment he pulled the trigger, time seemed to freeze.

A hand covered with a battle suit reached the side of his wrist at an extremely fast speed that was invisible to the naked eye. At the moment when the muzzle flashed with fire, the wrist and the pistol were turned in one direction.

"Bang!"

"Hua La!"

The fired bullet shattered the glass window next to it, and a strange cry sounded, followed by a fierce fist wind passing by the black mask's ear.

"Bang!"

The black mask was directly picked up from the spot like a sandbag. An uppercut picked him up and flew to the ceiling. The chandelier fell down with a "Hua" sound, followed by another punch, which directly hit the black mask into the opposite wall.

"I'm not a weirdo, I'm Spider-Man!"

Everyone present was stunned. No one saw Spider-Man's action clearly. In the eyes of ordinary people, Spider-Man twisted the muzzle of the gun as if he had teleported, and then "bang bang" punched Black Mask into the wall with two punches, and he couldn't get it off.

Gordon was the first to react. He shouted, "It's a super criminal! Snipers, get ready!"

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you see me just beat up a bank robber? I'm not a criminal. I'm just a passerby who was kidnapped here!" Spider-Man shouted in disbelief. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Suddenly, the men brought by Black Mask opened fire. Bullets flew all over the bank hall, shooting the counter, hitting the table, and the landscape flower pots exploded with a "bang", and the chair flew out of the door. It was another series of actions that were so fast that ordinary people couldn't see clearly. Spider-Man perfectly avoided all the bullets and threw the hostages inside out of the bank hall like sandbags. Then, without stopping, he punched all the criminals who had just fired, and then rushed into the bank hall at the fastest speed and hugged a little girl who was still crying. He carried the little girl to Gordon, then put her down and said, "You are the sheriff, right? I'll leave her to you. I still have to ask for directions. Bye."

Spider-Man turned around and was about to leave, but Gordon stopped him and said, "Your name is Spider-Man, uh, can I understand it as a synonym for Robin?"

"What is Robin? I'm not a bird, I'm Spider-Man."

"Okay, new Robin, you have a cool title, but where are you going? Can't you find Batman?"

"Who is Batman? How could he copy my title? Besides, isn't it a bit weird to use a bat as a representative animal? God, didn't he get bit by a bat?!"

Spider-Man shuddered and trembled all over, as if he was tap dancing on the spot, then he gestured a few times and said, "I just want to go back to my home, but I just saw it from a high-rise building. This is not New York at all. Do you know where the nearest train station or airport is?"

"Where is New York?"

"God, you don't know New York? But here It doesn't look like there is any poor countryside. How could someone have never heard of New York? " "" I ask again, who is Batman? "" God, don't you know Batman? "Gordon stared at the Spider -Man and said," Which one do you just come from the horns? Stepping: "If you don't tell me where the train station or airport, I will ask others, I go first, and worship." After that, he stretched out a arm in the shock eyes of the crowd, launching a clue on the top of the nearest building, and then swollen into the rain, disappearing at the end of the street. Gordon stared at the direction where he disappeared, then shook his head and muttered, "Another weirdo who came from nowhere. It seems I have to ask Batman."

After closing the case, Gordon returned the crying little girl to her parents, and then returned to the police station to prepare a report. Just as he was sorting out the documents, a dark shadow appeared behind him silently.

"Did you see his performance today?"

It was another familiar question with an affirmative tone. Gordon turned around and saw Batman hidden in the shadows. He sighed, and before he could complain about Batman's elusiveness, he thought of the weirdo who called himself Spider-Man just now.

"Batman, don't tell me that you have another Robin, and then he has a conflict with you, refuses to admit that he is Robin, and wants to work independently and fight crime alone in the city?"

Gordon's tone was full of helplessness. Batman was obviously silent for a while and said, "Why do you think he is Robin?"

"From his body shape and voice, he can tell that he is not very old, maybe still in high school. At the same time, he wears a bright tights uniform and specifically messes with criminals. And what can better prove his relationship with you than the title of 'Spider-Man'?"

Gordon sorted out the documents while looking back and looking at Batman from above his eyes. The expression on his face seemed to say "You can fool others, but you can't fool me."

"He is not my Robin." Batman's tone was still low and slow, and he seemed more and more certain: "But he has this potential."

"This is really strange. There are still little boys with justice in this city who have never heard of Batman?" Gordon shook his head, turned his head back, pulled out a chair and sat down while writing a report.

"Unless he is not from this city."

"That's possible." Gordon nodded, paused and said, "I don't know where his weird equipment came from. I thought only you could make such things."

"I'm curious too."

"You want him to be your Robin?" Gordon put on his glasses, looked back at Batman and said, "Aren't there enough members in the Bat Family?"

Batman was silent for a while, then said, "They are all very busy recently, and I need an assistant."

"He doesn't look like your assistant. You should have seen his performance today. He is either gifted and powerful, or he has some superpowers. He is different from the orphans you picked up before."

"But I can't let him move freely in this city." Batman's tone finally fluctuated a little, and the usual seriousness was revealed in his tone.

"I won't let a weirdo with unknown abilities and origins fight crime in this city, because he may turn into a super criminal with great destructive power at any time."

Gordon turned a page of the report and said, "What you said makes sense, but I think you should respect the child's opinion."

"If he doesn't want to, I will send him home and let him leave this city forever and never come back."

Gordon paused his movements and sighed, looking out the window where the night rain was still swaying, and said, "I hope he doesn't want to do this. Except for us, no one should sink with this city."