Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 276 Seems to be Playing Off

Facing the bloody hand stretched out by the guy who claimed to be Donny, although he no longer felt the touch of the palm, Steel Bone still felt a certain "slippery" feeling.

Therefore, he just glanced at the other party coldly, his red mechanical prosthetic eyes shone brightly, and turned around to leave.

"It is true that your life has not been affected, but you will lose too much blood if you continue like this. Go to the hospital by yourself."

After finishing speaking, Cyborg will fly away from here.

Unexpectedly, he who had already taken off was suddenly hugged by that Donnie's leg, and was taken to fly into the sky.

"No, hero! There is no bus here! How can I get to the hospital? You guys, do it to the end, give me some taxi money, okay~"

"Why... let go!"

"Let go? Oh, okay."

He just subconsciously "criticized" that guy, but who would have thought that he really let go.

Then, without any surprise, it fell to the ground from a height of more than five meters, and the whole process was so smooth that there was no room for the steel frame to react at all.

"Aiya~Aiya~ Come here~ A superhero hit someone~! Help!"

Ever since he became a mechanical life, the steel-bone body has never had the various reactions of a human being, but now, at least he can be sure that without his lungs, he does feel a little suffocated.

The small jet engines in various parts gradually reduced their power, the steel frame adjusted its direction and angle, and landed back on the ground again.

"Stop shouting."

"save……"

"Stop shouting!!"

"Ok."

………………

Cyborg has thought more than once about what he needs to bear as a superhero, including the harm that may affect his loved ones, and the ignorance from the protected people. have.

But he never thought that sometimes being a superhero would be so... wronged.

Right now, he was holding a sigh of relief, walking towards the city with that guy named Donny on his back.

Because Donnie broke two legs when he jumped from the sky.

Looking at the steel frame, it is true that both legs are broken, and they are bent at 90 degrees until the heel is close to the calf. Can it be broken?

why are you jumping off
Didn't you make me jump off?

I... I will let you die and you will die too... Put down the knife! !
After a simple two-sentence dialogue, Cyborg gave up the idea of ​​justifying himself.

It really should be his responsibility.

Whoever made him have to be this superhero, to be a superhero, has to suffer like this!

Originally, Steel Bone wanted to fly over with this guy on his back, but the fellow said that he was afraid of heights.Otherwise, he wouldn't have jumped down like that just now.

To be honest, at least at this moment, Cyborg really had the idea of ​​knocking this guy out with a heavy hand, and then throwing him directly at the hospital door.

But look at the state of this guy...

His body was stabbed, he lost a lot of blood, and his legs were broken. It seemed really miserable.

Alas... carry it on your back.

………………

"You are a superhero, right? When did you debut?"

"Isn't this area covered by Batman? Have you paid protection fees to Batman?"

"How do you answer my question? Don't you know? I don't believe it."

"Why don't you come and ask me some questions? I'm a well-known information dealer here. I have great powers and can take on any job and know everything. Really, I know where the Batcave is, who is Batman, and where Superman lives. , How much money Wonder Woman Carrie has... I know all about it."

Along the way, even though Downey, who had lost so much blood that his lips began to turn white, was weak to this extent, it did not affect his mouth to speak non-stop.

In his own mouth, he already knows everything and is omnipotent. As long as you give him money, any news can be bought from his mouth.

In this world, it is because there are too many people who are obviously incapable but always brag about themselves that they are particularly capable, that they have become the current exaggerated and false appearance.

"Ah."

Originally, Cyborg didn't want to talk to Mr. Downey at all.But when he said the names of those people, he still couldn't help laughing contemptuously.

"Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman. Really, do you know what you're talking about?"

Although Cyborg doesn't agree with some of those people's concepts, and even doesn't want to communicate with them, Cyborg does have some admiration for Superman and Batman.

On more than one occasion, Cyborg had substituted himself into the identities of those two, but he had to admit that sometimes, some people were irreplaceable.

They really are the only ones.

"If you knew so many things, you wouldn't be cornered by a group of hooligans in a deserted street late at night, and you could only helplessly shout for help."

"Eh? Listen, why do you seem to look down on me a little bit?"

Downey still had a cheerful tone. He didn't seem to have any mood swings when he heard other people's distrust and contempt for him on the spot, as he himself said.

He tapped the metal side of the steel skull with his hand, making a clanging sound.

"The reason why I was chased and beaten and driven to such a remote place was because I was well-informed and my information was accurate.

Think about it, so many of them held knives, but they never killed me. What does it mean? It means that they really want to know something from me. "

After hearing this explanation, Cyborg chuckled again and stopped talking.

"Hey, don't believe me, you...you are really smart, well, to prove my strength, you can ask me a random question, see if I can answer it, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask... "

"Oh, that's all right!"

The steel bone is real... I really want to pull this guy's leg and swing this Donnie to the green light pole with such force.

Why is there such a person in this world!

Tired...

In order to prevent this guy from continuing his endless nonsense, Cyborg asked casually.

"Since you claim to know everything, tell me where Batman is now."

"Ah~ Sure enough, everyone in Gotham is very curious about Batman~"

The person behind made a voice that really sounded like this: "He, you guys, haven't you just met?"

The footsteps stopped abruptly.

Cyborg paused for a moment, then continued to move forward: "You are watching me."

"Ah."

This time, it was Downey's turn to laugh contemptuously: "Brother, don't make trouble, I'm going up and down millions every minute, I'll watch you, I have time to watch Poison Ivy and Catwoman, it's not good Well, I really think too much...

Do you want to know the source of my information~ Hehehe... 5 yuan. "

Steel Bone remained silent, and suddenly asked: "Why did those people chase you just now?"

"Didn't I say it, for the sake of information. Hey, do you want to know the answer to that question just now? 4 yuan is fine, no less."

Steel Bone remained silent, but the pace under his feet gradually slowed down.

"Since you are an intelligence merchant, I believe you must know Gotham very well."

"Of course, I was very interested in this place in my previous life. But I didn't expect that I was actually born in Gotham in this life, Falk, I should have known me..."

"Then, do you know... who Batman is?"

"Oh~~~~!"

The elongated voice was full of irony, which made Cyborg feel very uncomfortable.

"Didn't I just say that I have all kinds of information, but...they all have a price."

"Tell me, how much is this information worth?"

"One hundred million."

"card number."

"Hehe, I didn't expect it to be such an expensive price... Well, what did you just say?"

"card number."

"...Brother, what is your surname?"

"Steel bone."

"A bone, are you serious?!"

"Ok?"

…………

Downey reported a series of card numbers, then took out his mobile phone, and the next second, he directly exclaimed.

"Fack! Brother, how did you do it!"

"name."

"Uh... you're not afraid that I'll lie to you?"

"It's nothing more than [-] million, it's not my money anyway. And..."

Steel Bone turned his head, his neck, which was also mechanically constructed, turned on the spot, and came face to face with Downey, who was being carried behind his back. The scene was very horrifying for a while.

"I believe……"

The prosthetic eye of the steel bone was shining red: "...you won't lie to me, will you?"

"Of course! [-] million! Do you know the gold content of [-] million! Why would I lie to you with [-] million! I'll tell you directly, Batman is Bruce Wayne!"

Downey so easily revealed the most concerned and biggest secret in Gotham.

As for Cyborg, he didn't show any mood swings at all.

He just pursed his lower lip lightly: "Sure enough."

Downey's eyes were still fixed on the string of numbers, and it could be seen that he really liked money.

"As expected, what as expected? You already knew? It shouldn't be. He hid it well. He made great efforts to conceal his identity, and even robbed Wayne Group's equipment...

How did you find out? "

"His equipment is too expensive."

Cyborg also understates: "In Gotham, when age, experience, identity, and assets are used as criteria to search, only Bruce Wayne is the most likely.

I just didn't expect that it was really him. "

"Hmm... not a bad guess."

Downey nodded, and then frantically knocked on the iron skull of the steel frame: "Is there anything else? Is there anything else you want to know? I'll give you a discount, buy two get one free! Any questions are welcome!"

Cyborg was willing to ask this question, but in fact, he didn't have the idea of ​​getting a real answer, it was just that he didn't want to continue listening to his nonsense.In addition, after being able to hack into any system at will, things like steel and money, which are rampant in the online world, have indeed lost their meaning of existence.

This [-] million was obtained from the account of a fraudulent money laundering gang. After today passed, Cyborg would obtain it from Downey's card again, divide it into many shares, and donate them to those charitable organizations.

In short, the steel frame will not lose anything, so why not do it~
……

"Buy two get one free, heh, you are really confident, I don't have any questions that you can't answer."

"of course."

Downey is indeed confident: "After all, I am in this business, and I will definitely not fail to make this money."

"Then tell me, why do you know that Batman just met me."

"This is..."

"price?"

"This is a gift for you. The main reason is that I have been hiding in that place for a long time. When you two met, I was behind the stairs, so~"

"what?"

"It's true. I swear it. Look, there's no lightning, and I'm really telling the truth!"

Hmm... okay.

Steel Bone shook his head lightly, but he still didn't quite believe that this guy was really as powerful as he said.

"Ask again, really, I know everything."

Anyway, if you have nothing to lose, just ask.

"I still want to ask..."

Cyborg paused for a moment, then continued: "Do you know Superman's true identity?"

"One hundred million."

Hey~
"Wang Defa...it's self-willed to be rich! Clarke. His name is Clarke, he's a reporter from Planet Daily, that's..."

"it is this?"

A small screen emerged from Cyborg's mechanical arm, and a video of Clark doing a street interview was playing on it.

"Eh? You're such a convenient thing!"

Downey looked very surprised: "How much are you selling this arm for?"

Cyborg didn't seem to hear it, just kept looking at the video of the interview on his arm.

"you……"

"I really know everything."

Downey straightened his neck from behind the steel bone, and pushed his head forward: "I know everything."

This time, Cyborg believed it a little bit.

Then, he thought of something and obviously wanted to ask, but he closed his mouth tightly again.

"You have another question, dare not ask? What question is scarier than the true identities of Batman and Superman? I'm really curious."

What Cyborg thought of was the living iron box.

He really wanted to know what that iron box was, but he didn't dare to ask again.

Not knowing why, he was a little afraid to know.

"Answer me one more question. If you can answer it, I will believe you."

"Okay, as long as you give the money, you can ask whatever you want."

"who I am."

"Oh, this question is philosophical. How can I tell you? According to Hegel's philosophy, I am..."

"I want you to answer, my real identity."

Cyborg stopped in place and asked silently.

"This question..."

Downey was also taken aback for a moment: "You're such an adult, don't you have a driver's license?"

"...Do you want to ask for money?"

"Victor."

Behind him, Downey softly called out his name: "Your name is...Victor Stone. Isn't that right?"

The hairs stood on end.Once again, Cyborg has found an emotion and response that he once had as a human.

That feeling should be called: fear.

"Where is the money, why is there no money... Oops~! How did you get this?"

The sound of dense mechanical bite and rotation sounded, and the shape of the steel bone's body changed quite unexpectedly.

The arms supporting Downey split and recombined, becoming a shackle-like bondage. Several semi-detached small-caliber turrets were set up, aiming at the front and back of Downey's head.

The neck of the steel bone stretched out, and a larger turret was erected on the shoulders, braving a blue light.Like an anti-knuckle hugging someone from behind, Cyborg locked Downey behind his back.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Uh... this one also costs money."

"Ah."

The muzzle lights up, and the meaning of the steel frame is very obvious.

However, Downey stretched his neck comfortably twice.

"Even if you kill me, you still have to pay."

"Yes, maybe, I can do this..."

Hey~
Downey raised his phone, his account was cleared.

"hiss……"

Gritting his teeth, Donnie took a deep breath, until the muscles on his neck exploded, until his head was tilted back to the point where it was parallel to the ground.

"Right now you don't...huh?"

One hand, Downey's hand, broke free from his restraints, grabbed the fort, and forced it to align with the steel frame.

"Return the money."

Donnie struggled to squeeze out a smile: "Otherwise... I'm not sure if I'll turn my back~
Victor...Stone! "

(End of this chapter)