Chapter 171 The Long Easter (Ten)

Batman was on the roof of a building in the West District at this time. He came here to track down the clues of Easter eggs.

The Easter eggs that the holiday killer sent to the gang boss did not leave any specific clues, but he should not have sent them to Bruce Wayne.

Wayne Manor was surrounded by cameras arranged by Batman, and the two cameras at the main entrance captured a figure.

It was a newspaper boy who delivered newspapers between the South District and the East District. This kind of newspaper boy often traveled between the rich areas in the south and the printing factory, and almost no one would notice their existence.

The camera did not capture the face of this newspaper boy, but captured his costume. Finally, Batman found him in a newspaper printing factory in the East District.

This newspaper boy did not know much information. He only told Batman that someone paid them to deliver Easter eggs.

This kind of work is very common among newspaper boys. They often have a fixed gathering point. Some people who need to run errands will go to their gathering point to find them and pay them to deliver something to others.

This group of newsboys are very familiar with the terrain and routes of Gotham, and for convenience, Gotham people have a convention not to embarrass these errand boys, so many people like to hire them to deliver meals, keys, or beer.

Batman came to the gathering point of the newsboys, and these children described the appearance of the holiday killer in a flurry, but it was useless. When they accepted the order, they didn't care who the owner was. As long as they were sure that the goods to be delivered were not dangerous goods that would be robbed, they would accept any order. There were too many people coming every day, and no one could remember the specific appearance.

However, one of the more clever newsboys provided an important clue. He said that he smelled a chemical agent on the person who hired them, which was a bit like gunpowder.

Following this clue, Batman investigated all the chemical plants in Gotham City.

There are actually many chemical plants in Gotham City, but they also have to be divided into large and small. After experiencing the disaster of flooding and freezing, most of the small chemical plants have stopped production, and only a few production lines can continue to operate.

There were only four or five chemical plants that could operate normally. The investigation did not take Batman too much time. Finally, he set his sights on a chemical plant in the West District.

This chemical plant is located underground in the West District. It is small and has few production lines. Their assembly lines are not advanced, and the products they produce are not important. Logically, it should be closed with other small chemical plants.

Moreover, after the disaster, almost all the underground buildings in Gotham were destroyed, and this underground chemical plant was almost buried. The buildings were severely damaged, more than half of them collapsed, and most of the production lines were paralyzed, but even so, there were still traces of human activities nearby.

What kind of goods must be produced at this time?

After prying open the lock of the back door, Batman walked in through the crack of the door. He put on night vision goggles and saw chaos in the chemical plant.

A part of the southeast corner collapsed, and there were ruins all over the ground. Many boxes were pressed under the wall, and some mucus flowed out. The night vision goggles could not see what the mucus was, so he moved closer.

Soon, Batman smelled a foul smell. He walked closer and saw that the boxes were full of smashed goose eggs. The yolk and egg white flowed all over the floor, and no one dealt with them. They were about to ferment and emit a foul smell.

In the farther place, there were some boxes that were not affected. Batman walked over and saw that there were processed goose egg shells.

Easter eggs are not painted directly on raw goose eggs. The goose eggs selected as Easter egg materials must be processed. If they are not hollowed out, they also need to be soaked with chemical agents to make the surface suitable for painting. If they are hollowed out, some other methods are needed to maintain the hardness of the eggshell.

It seems that the raw materials for the eggs stored here are both kinds, but some of the eggs that have not been hollowed out have been crushed by the fallen wall.

Batman walked up and picked up an eggshell to take a look. This eggshell has been processed, but it has not been painted with patterns. Batman took a few such eggshells and took them back to Wayne Manor for comparison.

There are several different Easter eggs placed in front of the lab table. The first one is the Easter egg sent by the holiday killer that Bruce received. Batman did not touch it, so it did not explode and maintained its complete shape.

Another one is the Easter egg with a smiley face that Schiller painted by himself, and the other one is the unpainted egg shell that Batman brought back from the warehouse.

It is very obvious that the first and third eggs are almost identical, whether it is the size, shape or processing method of the goose egg, they are exactly the same.

In contrast, Schiller obviously just found a goose egg at random, and it doesn't even look like a goose egg from a farm, but more like a swan egg taken from a nest.

It is not the right size, obviously too small, and it has not been processed in any way. It is directly used for painting. The surface of the eggshell is too smooth and cannot hold the paint, so the smiley face is a little distorted.

In other words, these eggs sent to gang bosses and upper-class people are the ones that flowed out of the chemical plant in the West District.

"West District Chemical Plant..." Batman muttered in a low voice. He was suddenly stunned, then quickly left Wayne Manor and drove the Batmobile to the Gotham Police Department.

Gordon was about to go home after a busy day, but he heard a noise in the corner behind him. He didn't even need to look and said, "What's wrong, Batman?"

"The tape from last time..."

"Tape? Oh, you mean the tape of Schiller's phone record? It's in the evidence room, but the staff there have gone off work..."

Batman disappeared as soon as Gordon finished speaking. Gordon shook his head. He thought that it would be a good idea to keep the dangerous goods for this weirdo, so that someone would not be able to resist curiosity and have to listen to it one day.

Batman came to the dark evidence room, found the tape, and put it into the recorder. After a rustling noise, Schiller's voice sounded again: "The goods from their Plantation No. 9 are shipped through old Wilkin's route, which is the route through three streets in the East District..."

Batman twisted the button on the recorder and fast-forwarded a section: "Are you worried about this? There is no need to. As far as I know, the underground chemical plant in the West District is also Falcone..."

"...The family's business, after the Godfather handed it over to Evans, it also started to ship goods from Elizabeth Street, but later, due to poor management, it was closed for a long time. You don't have to worry that the Godfather will care about such a small profit..."

"Chemical plant? Evans? Evans Falcone..." Batman's voice sounded in the dark room. Gu Yu

At this moment, Batman's phone rang sharply. After he answered it, Cobblepot's voice came from inside: "... Evans!! It's Evans!!! He has a knife... He wants to kill me... No, he's not... Ahem... Go, go to Gotham Cathedral and stop him..."

Batman looked up at the window. At this time, a bright moon was hanging high in the sky.

When Batman came to Gotham Cathedral, Evans seemed to be waiting for him.

Evans stood at the crack in the center of the cathedral, watching the floating light inside the crack surge. Batman smelled a dizzy smell, which was like evaporated strong liquor.

He fell from the window and stood in front of Evans. Evans ignored him, but half-knelt on the ground, staring straight at the crack.

"Who are you?" Batman asked.

"Who am I? Don't you recognize me? I'm your classmate..."

"You're not Evans."

The man on the other side sneered, and said, "Don't mention that name to me, it's just a fake, I'm the real Falcone."

"Are you his alter ego?"

"No, he's my alter ego."

The man on the other side stood up, his blond hair shining in the moonlight, the color became a little weird, he showed the kind of cold expression that Evans never showed, he said, "I said, I'm Falcone, Alberto Falcone."

"Then you are his alter ego."

Alberto was a little irritated, he frowned, squinted his eyes, his green eyes were filled with anger, his voice was very low, sounded completely different from Evans.

"I have always been Alberto!"

"Isn't Alberto dead?"

"Heh... That farce really fooled a lot of people." Alberto sneered and said, "I'm dead? No, of course not, just a fool replaced me."

"It seems that this should be a very long story, but it doesn't matter..." Batman took out the bat dart from his waist and said, "Tonight is Easter night, it should be a long night, you can think about it slowly."

"The holiday killer should be you?"

"Yes, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Batman threw something at Alberto, and Alberto flashed to the side alertly, and then he turned his head and saw that it was a broken Easter egg.

"Damn it, are you kidding me?"

"No. This is an Easter gift from someone, but now it's broken, but it's because you didn't catch it, it has nothing to do with me."

"Don't try to disturb me with such tricks, my goal has been achieved, no one can stop me."

"Really? You call yourself a holiday killer, but you didn't kill anyone on Easter. The only person you killed was Principal Seldon. The method of committing the crime was crude and there were many flaws."

Batman always makes people very annoyed when he says such things in a flat tone without any ups and downs.

"Do you think you are so smart? Wearing a tights, pretending to be a superhero?"

"But at least I found you. Oh, no... It wasn't me who found you, but that inconspicuous Cobert."

Speaking of Cobert, Alberto seemed really angry. He said, "That damn kid, he almost ruined my plan..."

"So, you failed? Facing a short and thin poor boy, the first person you wanted to kill on Easter, you still couldn't kill him despite making all preparations."

"I didn't mean to kill him at all. If he hadn't given Evans those stupid ideas, I wouldn't have done anything to him. He's totally unimportant!"

"That's why I said your methods are crude and there are many flaws. Anyone can see that Cobert is a dangerous person."

"Yeah..." Alberto sneered: "A poor little boy who lost his father. He doesn't know that his father's death is not a coincidence."

Then, as if venting something, he said: "Funeral? Yes, I'm dead, and many people attended my funeral."

He looked up at the window above the cathedral. The moonlight was like a curtain that was sprinkled in, gently covering the statue of Jesus. The suffering Son of God shed blood for the betrayer. In this cold night full of suffering, only the moonlight was willing to add clothes for him.

"But tonight, I will be resurrected, and I will live forever."