Chapter 164 The Long Easter (Part 3)

"Now it seems that they are angry." Cobblepot sneered, he looked at the heavy rain outside the window, Schiller said to him: "I think you should have known that many patients with similar symptoms to yours came to Gordon, and your symptoms should be related to the rain."

Schiller shook his head and said: "In mental illness, it is difficult to have two cases with exactly the same characteristics, but now there are more than two."

"We are discussing how to deal with it. The current drainage situation in Gotham is not optimistic. If it continues like this, there will be a flood tonight."

Batman's voice was accompanied by the sound of rain. Suddenly, the room was lit up, and the flash illuminated all objects in pale white. Then a rumble of thunder came from a distance, and the three looked out the window.

Schiller looked at Batman and said, "I have a lot of patients, I don't want to get involved in this..."

Batman looked at him, seemingly not paying any attention to his excuses, as if he was sure that Schiller would have something to say. Sure enough, Schiller continued, "But they made me spend a lot of money to buy a low-quality umbrella that was destined to break, and then it rained so hard when I didn't have an umbrella to use..."

The rain outside the window was getting heavier, and the thunderous sound drowned out the conversation in the house. Gotham University, which was closer to the thunder in the sky, seemed to be shrouded in a dark fog. Only one office was lit, and it was very noisy inside.

"Are you sure that this distance can lead all the rainwater in this area to the specified height?"

"Look here... We must pay attention to the water pressure here. If we don't supplement the supporting structure, it is very likely to cause the complete collapse of the underground waterway..."

"Directional blasting is needed here, yes, I'm sure..."

The professors gathered in front of their desks, discussing one after another. On the surface, they were discussing how to solve the problem of too much water accumulation on the surface of Gotham City.

Most people can't last more than three minutes in such a discussion, because they open their mouths and close their mouths with a lot of engineering and mechanics terms, which makes people dizzy.

But in fact, this is not a small fight on paper. One after another, terms related to blasting engineering popped out of their mouths. Obviously, this is another discussion full of Gotham style.

In the Gotham Police Department, Gordon, who had just dealt with some unconscious criminals, took a cup of hot coffee from the young police officer. He raised his arm, drank the coffee, walked to the desk and sat down. Just when he wanted to take a break, he found a shadow behind him.

Gordon looked back, sighed and said, "Batman, you don't have to make your entrance ceremony so scary every time."

"I need your help, Detective Gordon."

Gordon didn't answer, he was listening to Batman, Batman continued to say: "Next, I will light up the bat lights at several locations in Gotham City, and then the gang's engineering team will come in and start digging. You need to send someone there to protect their safety."

Gordon opened his mouth, he couldn't answer for a moment, he said: "You mean, let the police station send people to protect the safety of the gang?"

He turned around, stretched out his hand, and said to Batman: "Okay, if you want to deal with that mysterious organization and need our cooperation, then I can understand, but are you sure that the gang needs We come to protect?"

Batman's tone was very serious. He said: "This is to prevent possible sudden attacks. The heavy firepower possessed by the police is indispensable."

"Can you tell me the plan? I must be responsible for the safety of my subordinates."

Batman shook his head and said: "Remember the nursery rhyme? 'The Court of Owls, always monitoring your travels...'"

Gordon felt a chill on his back. He instinctively looked around his office, but he couldn't refute Batman. If it involved mysterious forces, Gordon couldn't say for sure that he was not being monitored.

"I can assure you that this plan is effective."

Gordon looked at him, and finally, Batman said: "Because I am Batman."

The dark clouds began to thicken and the raindrops fell to the ground with great force. The rain was fast and heavy, but in this continuous downpour, a slight hum came, and then several dazzling lights lit up from Gotham City.

Schiller stood in front of the French window of the Arkham Mental Hospital ward and saw several bat patterns projected into the dark night sky.

In the mighty spring thunder, the static bat lights seemed to come alive in the refraction of the rain, becoming like a petrel soaring in the storm, with an amazing momentum to break through the darkness.

Before this, the noisy rain almost obscured all sounds, and the dark clouds swallowed all the lights. This huge city seemed to be put into an aquarium, sinking under the cold water and continuing to sink into the abyss.

And the moment the bat lights were turned on, Gotham, which was submerged by heavy rain, suddenly came alive, like a drowning person, suddenly transformed into a giant whale that was not afraid of ocean currents and waves. The boiling voices shattered the darkness, and the lights were like flames, igniting things that could not burn in the water. Bubbles rose up, breaking through the condensed water surface, and countless ripples appeared.

In the rainy night with dark tides, the fire of the explosion was louder than the thunder. Several engineering teams drove various engineering machines and roared forward. The lights of the truck convoy split the rain curtain like a knife, and the whistle sounded like a sharp kettle, indicating the boiling of this night.

Swearing, shouting, and chaotic shouting, the gangs called their friends and were more chaotic than chaos, crazier than madness, blasting rocks, smashing the ground, digging down where the beams rose, until several artificial abysses were opened on the ground of the city.

They were fearless and did not care about the rain like arrows and the wind like knives. Madness was the poison of Gotham people, but also their armor.

With the construction of more structures, the rain falling from the sky to the ground of Gotham began to be artificially guided to flow underground.

Cobblepot stood on the roof of the living hell, watching the flames rise in the rainy night. He didn't hold an umbrella, and didn't care. His eyes were deeply sunken and filled with madness. He sneered and said to himself: "You rats will never understand that Gotham is Gotham and will only be Gotham..."

The accumulated water on the surface of Gotham began to be led underground, and in a dark meeting room somewhere underground in Gotham, a person wearing a white bird-shaped mask sneered disdainfully.

"They may just be saving themselves. After all, idiots also have some brains." A masked woman said sarcastically. Tani Shi

"Is it too risky for us to start the water source plan so early? We have been preparing for this for many years, and even renovated the sewers since the beginning of the city..." Another slightly younger voice asked.

"They have already discovered us, and they are using such despicable means to deal with us. We must make these people pay the price! They dared..."

Everyone made angry voices, and then quieted down together, as if recalling the scene of that day, and had to suppress the urge to vomit in nausea.

"We can't give up Gotham." An old voice said, "Retreat and transfer are only temporary. We have been operating here for too long and we will never give it all to others."

"This is our most secret base." The woman said, "As long as they can't find us, even if the monsters go crazy on the ground, it has nothing to do with us."

After that, she turned to a man beside her and said, "Check our seals again and don't let the rain leak in."

"They may want to drain the rainwater into the sea through the groundwater system, but this is impossible. The sewer system does not have such a fast drainage speed, and Gotham will eventually be flooded."

"And after this rain, chaos will penetrate into every corner of Gotham, just like what happened ten years ago."

"The owl will always watch here, fear, scream, that will become our food..."

In the dark conference room, bursts of bird-like snickering came, just like the night owls singing in the woods.

The heavy rain continued, and more and more water was being diverted underground, and the speed of diversion was getting slower and slower. Gordon stood next to the fence of one of the construction sites and shouted: "The sewer system has reached its limit! Now the entire Gotham underground should be full of rainwater."

Brock sat on a motorcycle and swung over here with a flashlight. The glaring light made Gordon cover his eyes with his arms. He heard Bullock shouting: "They said everything is arranged! Prepare to evacuate!!"

Gordon turned around and waved his arms and shouted: "Everyone prepare to evacuate! All evacuate to high-rise buildings!"

Then he picked up the phone and said to the other side: "District 5! The person in charge of District 5 listens Did you get there? "Do you have left the first floor?" "Gordon hangs up the phone" Gordon said, "We have to believe in Batman, and we can only believe him!" Soon, in Gotham's architecture, the high -rise lights began to light up, while the low -rise lights continued to extinguish, and everyone shifted towards higher places. The owl court members who got the message from the monitoring equipment were dismissive. In their opinion, this was nothing more than The delay, the floods will eventually break everything, and it is useless to hide. But soon, they couldn't laugh. The raging rain was frozen into ice, and when the raindrops from the sky fell, the splashing water was frozen into crystal clear ice crystals.

From above Gotham, huge snowflakes bloomed from a small generator. Almost in an instant, all the liquids on the ground and surface of Gotham were frozen, as if time had stopped.

Then, several generators were launched into the sky and exploded in the clouds. The accumulated water in the clouds was also frozen into ice, which broke during the fall and turned into ice cubes when it hit the ground.

The dark clouds over Gotham were covered by a low-temperature zone composed of layers of cold currents, and the rain that fell turned directly into fluttering snowflakes.

In just a few minutes, the sky and underground of the entire Gotham City were all frozen. The whole city seemed to have been paused. Not only was the aquarium frozen, but the hands that reached in to catch the fish were also frozen.

The hardness of the ice layer made by the freezing generator was no less than that of the rock layer. Hundreds of meters of ice layers condensed around the Owl Base, and everyone was directly frozen in a huge solid ice block.

"Is this something Victor Freese made?" Batman asked Schiller in the ward of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital.

"You have to respect your professor a little bit and don't call him by his full name. Even if you ask this, I can guess that you have prepared hundreds of plans to deal with him."

"The one who can freeze Gotham..." Batman whispered to himself.

"In fact, freezing can't solve the real rain cloud." Schiller shook his head and said, "The freezing device is so effective, which means that the rain cloud that accumulates rain water has indeed been tampered with."

"Okay, don't think about your anti-freeze Gotham plans. I think you should be able to see some truth..."

"What?"

Batman saw Schiller walk to the window and stop by the French window. He looked at the cold night outside the window. The cold light of ice and snow reflected on his face. Schiller said lightly:

"No one can expect rain when I don't have an umbrella."