American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

When the dense fog rises, the whole city seems to be submerged in the sea of ​​fog, and only towering buildings) can stick their heads out of the sea of ​​fog, and Schiller and others standing on the roof of the hospital are even more so. Like a sailor caught in a sea of ​​fog.

When the mist passed by them, it seemed to put a mask on their faces, and the blocked mist floated back, the mist clothed them, and the rain armored them.

Schiller lowered his head, and he saw two doctors screaming and rushing out of the hospital gate, and behind them were crazy patients, and an ambulance rushed in from a side intersection.

The driver opened the door and jumped out of the car. The out-of-control ambulance crashed into the light pole next to it. Blood oozed from the crack in the door of the ambulance cabin. With a "bang", the door was knocked open, and a crazy doctor jumped out. Three steps in parallel, he caught up with the driver, and clamped his neck firmly with both hands.

A brilliant stream of light flew down from the top of the building, and a fireball hit the mad doctor's back, knocking him out,

However, there were already several bloodstains on the neck of the driver who was attacked. After a while, his body temperature began to rise. In the cold rainy night, his body was filled with steaming white mist.

The doctor who was hit before was actually not dead. He ignored the burns on his back and staggered up from the ground. Brand on the top of the building narrowed his eyes and said: "...something, this curse has increased It relieves their defenses and allows them to be free from pain, like a hyperactive patient whose muscles have been derestricted."

"Immediately shut down the ventilation system of the first-phase and second-phase renovation project buildings. Before I determine whether it is the air or the rainwater, the self-circulation system in the building will be adopted, and no one is allowed to go out!" Bruce said to the communicator.

Later, Schiller turned to him and said: "Someone used a large-scale curse attack on Gotham. It is not yet certain whether this curse was spread through wounds or rain, or both."

"I have a way to destroy this curse, but..." Schiller raised his umbrella and said, "The umbrella needs to touch the curse receptors to absorb the curse on him, and it can only absorb the curse, not Treatment) If the host of the curse is seriously injured and can only survive by relying on the power of the curse, then as long as I remove the curse, he will die immediately."

Bruce narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the principle? How did you break the curse?"

"A more powerful curse." Schiller didn't say much, grabbed the umbrella and swung it towards Bruce. Bruce dodged sideways, and Schiller just tapped him on the shoulder with the umbrella handle.

At the moment of contact, Bruce felt an emotion. He found that the umbrella in Schiller's hand seemed to be alive.

"But it's a pity that I can't use this umbrella to hit everyone in Gotham, and even if I can lift the existing curse in their bodies, if I don't find out the source of the curse, they will still be infected."

"I will find out the cause of the curse." Bruce took out the communicator, then looked at Schiller and said, "But Gotham must be guarded. If the curse is allowed to continue to spread, the city will definitely fall into great chaos."

"Remember what I said to you?" Schiller looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "A person who has been walking for a long time on a snowy night suddenly sees a campfire in the distance, and he will run there with the last of his strength." .”

"And if someone wants to extinguish this flame..." Schiller shook his head, Bruce wasn't sure if he saw hesitation and retreat on the professor's face, but he heard Schiller, with a way he had never heard After all, a tone said: "...they will show you the real madness."

Schiller raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He said: "The people who did all this will never understand that the people raised in this crazy land will never fear any crazy curse."

"What Batman has to do is not to save this place, but to save those who want to get involved in Gotham's affairs and fly off the cliff." Schiller looked at Brand, and then looked back and said: "Go, savior, these people who are already at the bottom of the abyss are destined to come here. Instead of worrying about us, you should worry more about those outsiders who don't know how to live or die."

After finishing speaking, Schiller opened the umbrella and walked into the fog. His figure disappeared at the end of the street. A cluster of fire flashed where Brand was, and he also disappeared. Bruce looked at the chaotic figure on the street. , deeply frowned.

The current Batman cannot pursue the traces of the black hand behind the scenes alone because he does not have enough friends who can help him guard this place when the crisis comes.

At least for now, Bruce thinks so. He finds that he can't even find a reliable teammate. The people he knows, except mental patients like Schiller, rotten people like Constantine, and lunatics like the Joker, are just Almost no one else.

But what surprised him even more was that after such a thing happened, his first reaction was to look for his teammates, instead of rushing to the Batcave at the fastest speed, trying to break himself into eight pieces and do all the work.

Soon, the helicopter landed on the roof of the hospital. The airflow generated by the rotation of the propeller temporarily blew away the dense fog. Holding the ladder of the helicopter, the helicopter took him higher and higher. Bruce saw that the chaos was spreading.

More and more people rushed out of the house, crazy monsters kept chasing them, more and more screams came from the streets, the world hidden under the sea of ​​fog has gradually become chaotic and crazy .

Bruce knew that he had to find out who was behind it as soon as possible, and whoever cast such a curse on Gotham would have to pay the price.

After Schiller left the hospital, he went straight back to the manor. When Merkel came up to meet him, Schiller smelled the strong smell of blood on his body. He turned to look at Merkel and asked, "What did you do just now?"

"Clean up the garden, sir, the canopy and the water pipes are all packed." Merkel smiled and took the jacket from Schiller. Schiller glanced at the shotgun on the aisle at the garden gate. He said: "Also, our garden makeover program, found the right fertilizer, huh?'"

"Yes, just a little bit crazy," Merkel said with a smile as she hung her coat on a hanger, but Schiller frowned and said, "You don't even know if they've spoiled or not, and you bury them in the garden." Here, you are not afraid, those plants that eat bad stomachs will jump up and beat you up?"

As he said, he walked towards the back garden with an umbrella. Merkel was a little confused. It seems extra arrogant, they dare to rush towards me”

"Because that's not a thief at all." Schiller stood under the eaves and looked at the garden. A trace of blood, along with the damp smell of rain, got into his nose. Merkel seemed to realize that the problem was wrong. Say, "What's wrong, sir, those people...shouldn't I bury them in the garden?"

"It's not clear yet." Schiller shook his head and said, "But you have to take responsibility for the decision you make yourself. I'm going to Gotham University. If the plant jumps up and slaps you later, you'd better Hopefully, that old gun will come in handy."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked back into the house. Merkel caught up with him anxiously and said, "No way? Plants can really jump up and hit people? How is this possible?"

"I didn't expect you to ask such questions after staying in Gotham for so long." Schiller put on his coat again and said, "If you can't handle it, call Alfred. If you are not afraid that he will have a bigger opinion on your Butler Academy."

After speaking, he walked out the door, leaving Merkel alone in front of the gate looking around, confused, but soon, Merkel heard another movement in the backyard.

Merkel sighed, came to the living room again, walked through the corridor, took the shotgun that was still warm, and came to the garden wall.

Standing on the scaffolding, Merkel found that several people were trying to climb up from the fence and then turned into the yard. One of them was about to succeed, so when Merkel shot his head off, they directly into the yard.

Putting down the gun, Merkel walked up to the dead body expressionlessly, picked up the hem of his clothes, and dragged the dead body to the back of the oak tree.

With a shovel down, blood came out there, and when I dug further, there were still some bones that looked old, but Merkel didn't care, and dug a shallow pit with a garden shovel twice, and put the corpse Throw it in.

In the garden of the Rodriguez manor, there is a wall that is not high, and the alleys of the manor area are outside. This wall does not protect the manor, it is more like a bait, especially in this manor. After hiring a housekeeper who is proficient in gardening.

Merkel turned around, went to the tool room, took out a bag of powder, sprinkled it on the corpse, then lit a match, and threw it down. In an instant, the flame hurt, and the flame seemed a little weak in the humid air.

Burning the corpse was a long process. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Merkel climbed onto the scaffold again, holding a shotgun, frowned at the chaotic situation outside the fence, feeling a little wrong.

At this moment, he felt that the scaffolding under his feet shook, and Merkel immediately bent down to stabilize the center of gravity, then descended two floors, put his hand on the top step, and looked back, but there was no sign. see anyone.

The eaves of the tool room next to it didn’t shake at all, and it wasn’t an earthquake. Merkel thought she was hallucinating, and got off the scaffold in confusion, preparing to deal with the wreckage left after the incineration.

But just two steps after he walked out, he fell into the soil of the garden with a "bang". Merkel stood up, cursed in a low voice, and looked back, a vine tripped him.

"Plants really hit people?" Merkel said a little strangely, he shook his head, expelled these unrealistic thoughts from his mind, came to the burning wreckage, picked up a gardening shovel, and began to stir here Soil.

The bone residue was stirred into the soil as before, and there was no trace, but when Merkel was digging the soil, he suddenly felt that something moved in the bushes opposite.

Merkel stepped forward, wanting to see what was going on. In an instant, his shoulder hurt, and he let out an "ow". When he looked back, there was nothing.

Suddenly, he heard a sparse voice, and Merkel immediately looked at the ground at his feet, and he saw that the vines on the ground twisted and continued to spread towards him.

The vines meandering from the depths of the dense fog are indistinct between the grass and the soil, and the sound of the vines rubbing against the ground is even more terrifying, like ghost claws protruding from hell.

But it is very unfortunate that the housekeeper who manages this manor is most afraid of ghosts and ghosts.