For Schellen, the situation in New York is just a small mess, and his attention is still on Gotham's side.

After all, whether it is from the memory of the bald-headed Rasputin or for Batman, there are deep secrets hidden in Gotham City.

In the office of the President of the Wayne Building, Bruce Wayne walked in staggeringly, clutching his chest. His clothes were torn and torn, and his whole body was bruised, as if he had survived a big explosion.

He stretched out his palm and pressed it on a hidden sensor device in the office. After a while, the office opened a secret room.

There is a square nutrition warehouse in the secret room, and inside the nutrition warehouse, lies the doctor wearing a crow mask.

I don't know how he got here.

"Doctor, please help me."

Bruce Wayne stretched out his hand and patted the nutrition bin hard, making a crying moan. I saw his face covered with scars, which was constantly twisting at this time, as if countless small bugs were turning under the skin.

With a sound of air pressure leaking, the nutrition chamber slowly opened.

The doctor slowly sat up from the inside and looked at Bruce Wayne, who had collapsed on the ground and was constantly twitching. He snorted disdainfully in his nostrils: "Roman Ciennis, how long has it lasted? You are too Too fragile."

"It's not like that, doctor, something else happened." The Bruce Wayne said hoarsely, "There was a monster, a monster that looked like a devil. He killed everyone, so many of us, all by him. ."

"Monster?" The doctor's voice was obviously excited. "Is it Bruce Wayne? Has he finally become a monster?"

"No, it's someone else, yes...ah..."

Accompanied by the screams, Bruce Wayne's face began to crack. But the cracked skin did not shed blood, but a black, unknown liquid. After the liquid flowed out, it was as if it were alive, it began to converge, and finally turned into a black mask in the shape of a skull, which was glued to the face.

Until this time, the Bruce Wayne stopped screaming. He trembling hands, slowly touching the cold black mask on his face, and screaming: "No, I don't want this black mask. I am not Roman Ciennis, I am Bruce Wayne, the great son of Gotham. !"

"Shut up, black mask!"

The doctor took out the cane from the nutrition storehouse, knocked it **** the ground, and whispered: "You are just a fake, do you really think of yourself as Bruce Wayne? Now calm down and tell me something. What happened? According to my plan, if Bruce Wayne witnessed the death of his friend, he would surely be degenerate, why..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold voice came from outside the door: "I have indeed fallen, but I can't blacken it before saving this city!"

Batman in bat armor walked in silently.

"Batman? No, I should call you Mr. Wayne." The doctor leaned on his cane and laughed. "I have to say that your growth is beyond my imagination. It's a pity that you are growing in the wrong direction. You Should be the demon that destroys Gotham, instead of thinking about saving this **** city."

"This city is indeed full of decay and darkness, but anyway, it is still my hometown. In any case, I will save it from the darkness, even at the expense of myself."

Batman said coldly: "And before that, I will first take off the mask on your face and see who you are? Why do all of this?"

"Take off my mask? No need, Mr. Wayne, because even if

As he said, the doctor took off the crow mask on his face, revealing a delicate but scarred face.

She turned out to be a female.

Batman squinted his eyes, and the helmet has a built-in scanning system. The doctor's facial data has been collected and compared with the population database of Gotham City. But ten seconds later, he still did not wait for the result.

"You don't have to work in vain, Mr. Wayne, I am a dark household." The doctor said calmly, "Not only Gotham, the entire U.S., or even the whole world has no information about me."

She took a sharp step forward: "Because in a sense, I don't exist at all."

Batman also took a step forward and said coldly: "No matter who you are, you have been arrested anyway."

"Arrest?" The doctor laughed. "It's interesting, Mr. Wayne, why are you entitled to arrest me."

"Because I am Batman." Batman said coldly, "Although you have done a lot of evil, I will not kill you. I will hand you to the court and let the entire Gotham City citizens come to trial you."

"Okay, let's see who will judge whom by then."

The doctor stepped forward again, almost next to Batman. She raised her head, looked at the face covered by the mask, with only the chin exposed, and sneered: "It just so happens that I have a great secret that I want to disclose to the public."

"By the way, Batman, do you want to see this secret first?"

She stretched out her hand, and a USB flash drive appeared at her fingertips.

Batman's expression did not change at all, and even his emotions did not fluctuate at all. It seemed that after learning of Jack's death, he had completely turned into a feelingless robot. He reached for the USB flash drive, and pressed the doctor on the nutrition compartment with his backhand. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

A pair of handcuffs with flashing electric arcs appeared out of thin air and was sturdily handcuffed to the doctor's wrist.

During this process, the doctor did not resist at all, as if he had really surrendered.

Seeing Batman grabbing the doctor and walking towards him, the black mask struggled back. In the end, there was no way to go back. He suddenly drew a pistol from behind and pointed it at Batman: "Stop me, Bruce Wayne...No, I'm Bruce Wayne, you fake..."

Before he could finish speaking, a blue arc flew towards him. Then the black mask shot out blue sparks all over the body, screamed, and twitched all over and fell to the ground.

Batman crouched down, trying to uncover the black skull mask on the black mask's face, but no matter how hard he tried, the mask remained motionless, as if it were welded to his face by electric welding.

"Who is he?"

Batman turned around and asked the doctor.

The doctor smiled calmly: "Romain Ciennis, do you still have an impression?"

"Roman? The Cyannis family!" Batman frowned. "He and I are classmates, but how did he become like this?"

The doctor shrugged: "I have to ask you about this."

"Ask me?" Batman asked with a frown. "What matters to me?"

The doctor just smiled and stopped talking.

Batman didn't ask any more, and planned to take them to the Gotham Police Department. At this time, there was a "click" sound of the shotgun being loaded from the door of the secret room, and then an old man walked in with the shotgun in his hand.

"Master Wayne, I'm sorry, I don't want this either, but these two must die!"

Ah Fu raised the gun and aimed at the doctor.

Batman, who had always been expressionless, finally showed a look of astonishment on his face, and the doctor burst out laughing proudly.