Chapter 2076 Knight's Night of Terror (20)

"A few weeks ago, I kidnapped Black Mask under Batman's orders and obtained evidence of Penguin's frequent contact with the military for black money transactions."

Schiller's Law of Fabrication No. 6: Don't stop until you say something shocking.

Penguin stared at Peter with wide eyes, and Batman also looked at Peter with disapproval.

Peter immediately adjusted his state, withstood the pressure, and continued to speak fluently as if stating facts.

"After I kidnapped Black Mask, I learned from him that Penguin bribed the manager of a military supply warehouse in New Jersey and was able to buy a large number of military equipment at a lower price."

"But obviously, the military didn't know about this transaction, and I got the contact information of the direct superior of the military supply warehouse manager from Black Mask."

Penguin seemed to have thought of something, and froze in place, and looked at Batman with some trembling.

"The Scarecrow's actions of burying the fear gas could not be hidden from Batman. Batman let me find some of the places where the fear gas was buried, but he did not take any action for the time being because he had a better way to solve this disaster."

The Scarecrow also opened his eyes wide, and then looked at Batman as if he had thought of something.

"Did you blow up Gotham?!!"

"Did you anesthetize the people in Gotham?!!!"

The two asked in unison, in disbelief.

And Peter nodded.

"First, Batman opened up all the permissions of the Batcomputer to me, allowing me to use the Bat System and the Prophet System at the same time, and hack into almost all electronic devices in Gotham."

"Then, Batman found Poison Ivy who was kidnapped by Scarecrow and handed her over to me. Under his instructions, Poison Ivy and I came to the weather control center of Wayne Tower."

"Poison Ivy input the specially prepared plant poison gas into the center of the weather control center. I activated it, and everyone in Gotham was anesthetized."

Peter looked at Scarecrow and said, "The fear gas must be activated when people are conscious. In the case, they can urge the violence factors in their bodies and cause them to attack without a difference, which leads to huge chaos. " Listen to you! ""! The villain continued to look at Peter with disagreement. "A little episode." Peter added as if he suddenly remembered: "When the disaster just broke out, Batman contacted the FBI and told them that in this disaster-ridden city, the terrorists who wantonly spread poison gas used military vehicles."

Peter walked to the table next to him, picked up the remote control and pressed a button. A picture popped up on the screen, and Penguin immediately recognized that it was a part of a military vehicle.

"The best person to check and balance the military is the FBI." Peter shrugged, walked to the door of Penguin's cell and knocked on the railing and said: "The FBI has obtained the special logo of the military vehicle. Who do you think the military will blame after Amanda Waller reported this to Congress?"

Penguin opened his mouth in horror. He seemed to be out of breath, and coughed from his mouth, then rushed to the railing and desperately stretched out his hand to grab Peter.

Peter dodged flexibly, and Penguin hung over the railing in grief and anger, looking at Batman who was motionless next to him and scolded.

"Batman, you broke the rules of the game. You can't hurt me like this. I will be wanted by the FBI and the military. I will be arrested by them and sent to Florence Prison!"

"Don't you know how vicious that crazy woman Amanda Waller is?! My enemies won't let me go either! I will die in prison! Batman, how can you be so mean?!"

Batman wanted to say he didn't, but the pale face of the Penguin at this time was in stark contrast to his smug expression at the mayor's banquet, which made Batman appreciate it for half a second longer, resulting in missing the best time to reply.

"Oh, I forgot." Peter continued, "Batman has long been dissatisfied with those military parasites who traded with you. Even if the FBI finds trouble with them in Congress, it won't make him feel better."

"So he contacted the military again and told them that the FBI had obtained the evidence of the crime. What do you think the military will do if they know they will be in trouble in advance?"

The Penguin was completely frozen.

"Yes, missiles are coming, but Batman has already prepared an anti-missile system. It's not accurate to say it's an anti-missile system. He has laid missile baits around Wayne Manor, which has been cleared long ago."

The Penguin's fat face was as pale as paper. He stepped back in panic, shaking his head and screaming, "You're crazy, Batman, you're crazy!!!"

"The US military openly bombed Bruce Wayne's home! Do you know that this will provoke a world war?!!"

Batman was about to open his mouth to speak, but no one had snatched the right to speak from him for so many years. He took too long to speak, and Peter successfully snatched the first word.

"Of course it's not that serious. You know, Bruce Wayne is a businessman. Maybe he will choose to cooperate with the FBI and challenge the military in Congress."

"Where do they spend such high military expenditures every year? Buy equipment and sell it to terrorists at low prices, buy a lot of missiles to bomb the world's richest man."

"But Wayne can also choose to join forces with the military. Where does the FBI spend the huge amount of funds? They sit back and do nothing when the city encounters a disaster, and forge evidence to frame colleagues for emergency dispatch."

"Despicable! Batman, you despicable villain!" The Penguin almost bit his teeth to pieces. Although he couldn't name Batman as Bruce Wayne, he still said angrily: "Isn't it enough that the Wayne Group has eaten up all the white-road businesses? You can't bypass me and cooperate with them!"

"This is my business! Batman! Mine!!"

The Penguin's eyes were wide open and burning red. He didn't dare to think about how sunny and cheerful he would be if he got such a big handle on both parties at the same time.

Peter was still adding fuel to the fire.

"No, no, no, business is not about ruthlessness, Mr. Penguin. Batman certainly expected that you would use various methods to disrupt the next strategic action of the Wayne Group, so..."

Peter stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the Penguin, then pointed at his chest.

The Penguin instantly felt like a chicken with its neck pinched, and cold sweat wet his back again.

"The Wayne Group cannot get involved in the underworld business, they are a legitimate enterprise, right, Mr. Oswald?"

The Penguin was stunned for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and then looked at Batman tentatively. He didn't know if Peter's words meant what he understood.

Now Batman has both the FBI and the military in his hands. Penguin can imagine that these two parties will definitely try every means to win Batman's support.

Of course, everyone knows that Batman is Bruce Wayne. In the scene of their conversation, everyone has tacitly agreed to this, including Batman.

The means that the military and the FBI are fighting for will definitely not be overt, everyone knows that.

But Peter also said that the Wayne Group cannot get involved in the underworld business, which means that they do not intend to conduct black money transactions themselves.

Well, as we all know, the most common means of manipulating the shadow government of the United States is the black glove on the left hand and the white glove on the right hand.

"No, no, no, no..."

The Penguin looked at Batman in doubt, not sure if he had just received a recruitment invitation from Batman.

Did this idiot finally figure it out?

He finally got tired of playing in his baby amusement park and planned to take some measures that adults would take to save Gotham?

The Penguin instantly opened up his Ren and Du meridians, entered professional mode, and began to abide by the oath of silence.

He could afford to offend Batman, but he couldn't afford to offend the helmsman behind the United States.

Besides, the Penguin began to calculate in his mind that this was a huge business, so the question was, how much money could he make by being the black glove of the Wayne Group?

What? The two capsules in his lungs?

It's okay. If this thing can be done, you can stuff two pounds in it. The question is that the great Emperor Bruce Wayne will return to his loyal Gotham.

"What riddles are you guys playing?" Scarecrow said impatiently: "I just want to know what's going on!"

The Penguin immediately took a step to the side, looking at the chemistry professor who had no business sense at all with a disdainful look, and drew a clear line with him in attitude to avoid appearing unprofessional.

"Oh, and you, Mr. Scarecrow, you don't think that this Arkham Knight is really helping you, right?"

Peter looked at Scarecrow and said: "Guess how Batman located your position in the first place and chased you relentlessly?"

The Scarecrow was stunned.

Then he turned and glared at Jason. He rushed to the side of the cage, hammered the side railing and said, "You are in cahoots with him! You damn bastard..."

Before Scarecrow could finish his curse words, Peter interrupted him and said, "Of course, he doesn't know, because Batman's positioning method is a little novel."

Jason stared at Peter motionlessly.

Peter covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice.

Jason heard a voice ringing in his head.

"Hello, human, I am the god Tal Red Bee from the planet Klyntar. You can call me a symbiote. I think you have heard my voice, right?"

Jason slammed into the corner of the wall with a bang. He looked around in disbelief, wondering what was talking to him.

Wait, does this voice sound familiar?

Who told him "You didn't forget" before?

"Yes, I am a parasitic species, and I am in your body now. I checked your memory, and it was me who operated your communication device to call Batman after you fainted."

Jason was stunned.

He came back to his senses with trembling lips, his eyes fell on Batman, and after taking a deep breath, he roared with a little fear.

"Batman!!!!!!"