Chapter 2215: Battle of Two Cities! (Fifty-Seven)

"Sherlock???" Red Hood said in surprise: "What does his mother think? Sherlock Holmes?! Is she serious???"

"If I remember correctly, Hermes is the name of the god of wisdom, right? The name Holmes sounds like a hero in Greek mythology, but his name is Sherlock? It sounds..."

Nightwing frowned and thought for a long time, and finally commented: "...It's a bit like sprinkling popping candy on red wine steak."

"It's better to call him David." Red Robin hit the nail on the head.

"John is also fine." Red Hood added.

Red Hood walked to Batman first. He wanted to see why this detective named Sherlock Holmes was called "the greatest detective".

How great can he be? Is he greater than Batman?

Wait, why is the great Batman hiding in his study reading novels when the world is in chaos?

The Red Hood immediately shifted his gaze to Batman's face, and the other two also gathered around, seemingly to read a book, but in fact they still wanted to know why Batman was here.

So why was Batman here?

He didn't go to the new city mainly to maintain world peace, but in fact he still had a lot of things to do, such as Gotham flew over as a whole, and he could fight crime in Gotham as usual, but he didn't go.

Batman had a good reason not to go. First of all, all the lunatics in Arkham Asylum jumped down.

If there was no shield made by the Apocalypse Army, he would still have to worry about whether the lunatics would fly back again, but now the blockade shield has been deployed, they can't go back even if they want to.

Without that group of lunatics who are purely brain-dead, of course there are still gangs fighting in the city.

But when it comes to fighting gang crimes in Gotham City, we have to mention Batman's glorious deeds of turning the table when his mother picked up food and refusing to drink when his father toasted.

The war that spread across the three districts of Gotham brought the whole of Gotham back to the gangster era overnight, and the biggest winners in the gang war were the Wayne and Kane families.

Now the gangs in Wayne City are either already incorporated by the Wayne and Kane families, or they are about to be incorporated by the Wayne and Kane families. Who can Batman fight?

Still the same question, the Waynes can easily produce evidence to prove that Batman is a mental patient, and as guardians, they have the right to put Batman in a mental hospital.

Before, Batman could still shirk that the Arkham Mental Hospital was full, but now, his good fans even helped him to give up the position.

Batman is not the only one in the Bat family now. Although the Waynes are his biological parents, they can also be the biological parents of other Batmans. After all, except for him, other Batmans have no parents.

Even if he doesn't look for other Batmans, Robins are also good candidates for training. Even though the older ones have missed the golden age of education, the younger ones are all gifted and talented, as can be seen from Dick.

Batman, who has lost his status as an only child, really has to keep his tail between his legs, because he knows that if the Waynes propose to put him in a mental hospital for treatment, the whole world will agree with it, even his friends.

Batman also knows that he is a mental patient, he just doesn't want to change, so he won't give his parents any chance to treat him.

There's nothing wrong with living in a mental hospital, but what if he is cured?

What if he is cured while the Joker is watching?

Batman and the Joker are dynamically bound. If the Joker knows that it was because of his own fault that the two were cured together, wouldn't the Joker fight him to the death?

For now, just be timid first.

Although he said that he couldn't go down to stop the war in order to maintain world peace, he had made such a big fuss before, so he had to find something to keep himself busy. Only by looking busy could he explain why he didn't go down.

Fighting crime in Gotham City was not an option, and he couldn't grab the clouds and beat them up at such a high place. Batman had only one choice - to torment Robin.

"The first part of this detective novel is called "A Study in Scarlet". Do you know what this reminds me of? That's right, the Riddler left words on the wall, which is his usual method of committing crimes..."

The three Robins immediately became interested, and three heads came to the front of the novel. They wanted to see how capable this criminal who reminded Batman of the Riddler was.

"Tell me where Batman is."

A man wearing a helmet, a tights, and holding a spiked mechanical spear in his hand was pacing around a chair in the dim room.

The man sitting on the chair was very thin and had green hair. He lowered his head, but he could still vaguely see the big grinning mouth in the shadows.

"Hahaha...hahahahaha!"

He laughed in a low voice, then it turned into a crazy laugh. Puff, a dagger stabbed into his shoulder, but it did not stop the crazy laughter from spreading further and further.

"Tell me where Batman is!!"

The torturer raised his voice, stretched out a hand and tightly grasped the Joker's neck, looked into his eyes and said: "Don't challenge my patience, lunatic, your madness is nothing to me, I will dig out all the useful things in your brain."

The Joker pouted and imitated his expression, stuck out his tongue weirdly and said: "You know you can't, otherwise why would the two of us stay here?"

The torturer shook hard, and the Joker's head hit the edge of the chair, and blood immediately flowed, but the torturer took a cautious step back, watching the Joker coldly and turned to go out.

"Lord Tivolens, Lord Desaad called."

The communicator handed over by a soldier was taken from him by the torturer named Tivolens and said to the other side.

"Yes, the interrogation is still ongoing. I believe there will be a result tonight... I'm very sorry, sir, it's my fault, but if I send him here earlier... OK, I will."

After hanging up the phone, his face became even darker. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a sharp alarm from outside.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!! Those weird-looking killers are here again!!"

Rows of guards hurried out. Tivolens took his spear and walked quickly through the corridor. When the yellow figure flashed by, he quickly threw the spear and nailed the other party to the wall.

But even so, the other party seemed to feel no pain or fear at all, and struggled to attack him with his claws. Tivolens mercilessly cut off his head.

Looking at the broken limbs on the ground, Tivolens frowned. He walked to the head he had cut off, squatted down, and peeled off the mask with his hands.

As expected, this killer was also in the last attack. If they are not twins, then they can be resurrected and are endless.

Tivolens really couldn't understand why a lot of such weak killers were created. This killer called Claw attacked their base more than a dozen times, but never posed any threat. The best record was to injure a few robot guards, but the robots were endless.

This group of killers was very annoying. Every time they came, they would trigger the alarm. The regulations of the Apocalypse Army were very strict. As long as the alarm was triggered, they had to go to deal with it, and the highest commander had to be on the scene.

In just one hour, Tivolens had gone back and forth several times. The madman called the Joker was not laughing for no reason. Compared to an interrogator, Tivolens was more like a security guard sitting at the gate of the community and responsible for lifting the pole.

He sighed, took out the communicator, dialed the combat unit number and said: "You know this won't work. If you still can't take down their lair, I will report to Lord Desaad."

The tone of the other party was very intense, as if they were arguing about something, but Tivolens had no time to listen. He had to deal with that difficult lunatic and get clues about Batman from him.

"You don't want to see my methods." Tivolens returned to the interrogation room again. He said: "I know you have a super long recovery ability, but I have seen more creatures who are better at healing than you, but they are all crazy without exception."

"Come and get the information in my brain." The Joker laughed wildly, looking at him and said: "Use all your methods, let me see if it will hurt more than Batman's punch."

Tivolens took a deep breath. He didn't look at the Joker again, but walked through the interrogation room to another room, where there was a huge device.

It is obvious that after they caught this madman, they used various torture methods, but this guy's brain is not normal and he doesn't look like an intelligent creature, so this kind of external force is useless.

But Tivolens is the most terrible torturer in the entire Apocalypse, and he is best at mental torture rather than physical punishment. He knows that time is running out and he must dig out his secrets from the other party's brain.

"Sir, the other party's mental state is extremely unstable. It is difficult to predict what is in the spiritual world. Should we conduct another inspection?"

"There is no time." Tivolens supported his hands on the table, looked at the readings of the machine, and said solemnly: "We need Batman."

"We need Batman!!!!"

In the dark and humid long table conference room, the man wearing an owl mask roared: "We are simply unable to deal with the next attack of this group of aliens. The claws that have been resurrected many times have reduced their capabilities to the limit. Let alone taking the initiative to attack, it is difficult to defend. We need stronger Great power!"

"If we had prepared earlier, how could it become like this?" A sharp female voice said: "That damn organization called Hydra is chasing us relentlessly. Their heavy firepower density is amazing, and we only have scattered killers. If it weren't for the claws that can be resurrected infinitely, this city would have been occupied by them long ago."

"Where are the superheroes? ! Where are the superheroes? !" A male voice full of resentment and anger sounded, "Why don't they fight against the remnants of the NAZI? ! How can they watch the Germans occupy our land? ! "

"Stop talking nonsense, think of a solution!! We need Batman to open the passage, so that the adult can give us more power!"

"But we need more power to break through the aliens' defense, get the Joker, and get clues about Batman!"

"But we need Batman to..."

Boom——

A dull sound echoed in the conference room, and it was silent in an instant. The owl priest standing in the middle spoke in a tone that did not sound like human language.

"I will contact that lord. His little favor is enough to destroy all enemies..."

"Long live Barbatos..."

"Long live Barbatos..."

In the meeting room of SHIELD, Grant Ward looked at the action team in front of him and said, "We are just a little bit away from breaking through the defense of the eastern position. That is an extremely important position. As long as we occupy it, we will take another step towards success. Please remember... Long live Hydra."

"Long live Hydra!"

"Long live Hydra!"

The afterglow of the sunset became more and more intense. The Gothic windows of the Wayne Manor restaurant divided the sunset into small pieces and sprinkled them on the dining table.

When Batman walked down with his Robins, in addition to seeing Thomas and Martha, he also saw another person sitting on the side - Bruce Wayne.

Younger and more lively, the sunset falling on him made the fresh vitality burn more vigorously. When he looked over, the afterglow lit a scorching flame in his blue eyes.

An excellent graduate, Batman thought.

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