American comics: Because I am Batman

"You're looking for me."

Batman appeared on the top of the building. In front of him were two Spider-Men, one black and one white.

Different from when I saw them before, the black Spider-Man looked a little more energetic, at least his back was not as bent as before.

Both Spider-Man were taken aback by Batman's sudden attack.

But soon it was Batman's turn to be frightened by them.

To be precise, he was scared by Spider-Gwen, the white Spider-Man.

"You're Mr. Wayne!"

If it weren't for the Batmask dragging him down, Batman's mouth would now be as wide as the ground.

"Are you really Mr. Wayne?! Mr. Wayne is Batman?!"

After putting on the new Bat suit, Batman immediately used the new function - he reached out and tapped his temples, and his white eyes turned blue.

"You two came to Wayne Manor today...Miles, and Gwen!"

In fact, his current bat glasses are not that powerful in seeing through, he is just pretending.

"Hey, Gwen, wait a minute, how did you find out that Batman is Mr. Wayne's?!"

The only one who is still in a state of confusion is Miles, the little black spider.

"Spider-sense..." Gwen explained to Miles: "When Mr. Wayne looked at me today, my spider-sense responded for a moment, and the feeling was exactly the same as seeing Batman now.

But I thought it was an illusion. After all, Mr. Wayne was just a rich man, but now it seems that the situation seems a little different. "

After that, she stared at Batman: "So Mr. Wayne, why do you dress like this and fight crime at night?"

"This is what I should ask you," Batman was not to be outdone: "What prompted you two kids to put on uniforms and become masked heroes?"

"We are from another world, I remember I told you before, Mr. Batman!"

"That's right, so you'd better stop interfering in the affairs of this world!" Batman approached the two of them: "New York City is mine! Do you understand?"

"Even if it's about the Kingpin?"

Gwen will no longer be scared by Batman. After she discovers that Batman is just an ordinary person under the mask, the mystery and fear of Batman are gone.

Of course, Batman is quick to let her know that idea is wrong.

"Say."

Squeezing out a word from his mouth calmly, Batman looked directly at Spider-Gwen.

"Then you must agree to let us participate in this matter!"

Spider-Gwen looked back at Batman without hesitation. She found that she had become stronger since she came to this world with Miles.

In fact, Miles, who is now depressed, really has no hope.

"I will contact you on the day of action."

Batman took out a small communicator from his belt and threw it to Spider-Gwen.

"A word is settled!"

Spider-Gwen, who received the communicator, nodded with satisfaction, and then she asked: "What do you know about the fire last night?"

"This should be my question to you!"

Batman still kept his blue eyes and narrowed: "Tell me, what does the fire last night have to do with the Kingpin?"

"I do not know."

Spider-Gwen spread her hands very directly: "If you don't tell the truth, we will... um!"

Batman stood directly in front of Spider-Gwen and looked at her condescendingly: "I have nothing to hide. I interrogated more than a dozen criminals last night and couldn't find out anything!

If you don't want to cooperate with me, then go check it out yourself! "

After saying that, Batman shot the Bat Hook towards the tall building next to him and left.

"It seems Batman doesn't know either!" Watching Batman leave, Spider-Gwen shook his head: "But at least he agreed to let us cooperate."

Then Miles' next words made her feel like she was being tricked: "He seemed to have only said that he would find us when he acted, but he didn't ask us to find him.

And, judging from his appearance just now, Batman obviously didn't know that last night's fire was related to Kingpin.

We let him know and he can investigate on his own. You know, if Batman were Wayne, New York City would be his backyard.

He can definitely find it out.

Whether he will contact us at that time depends entirely on his own mood. "

Spider-Gwen took a long breath, and then raised her clenched fists: "Then why didn't you say a word when I made this plan in the afternoon?"

"Forehead……"

Miles quickly stepped aside for fear of being beaten by Spider-Gwen.

"Oh, I'm still too young..."

Spider-Gwen finally lowered her palms feebly.

"Indeed, too young."

Upstairs, Batman listened to the conversation between the two Spider-Men and nodded with deep understanding.

He is not a religious man. The communicator just now was not equipped with a bug, which is a disgrace to his name of Batman.

He even placed two bugs, one was the communicator, and the other was placed on Spider-Gwen when she suddenly approached her.

It's just that he's really not that powerful. He really doesn't know that Spider-Gwen wants to get information from him through this method.

In fact, when Spider-Gwen said that he didn't know, Batman was really angry for a moment. After all, it's uncomfortable for anyone to be fooled.

He, Batman, has always been the only one who plays tricks on others. How can anyone dare to play tricks on Batman?

It's just that his mind works very fast, and he quickly figured out the joints here. Anyway, he has already got a direction for the investigation, so he doesn't need to pay too much attention to those small details.

"Feng, help me investigate. Did the police find the real culprit in the fire last night?"

"They already caught him last night," Feng's voice came from the earphones: "He is a mentally ill patient, and he has been sent to a mental hospital, and you are very familiar with this place!"

The corner of Batman's mouth twitched: "Don't tell me it's Arkham Asylum..."

"Master Wayne, I will reward you with a lollipop when you come back!"

Arkham Asylum was built by Wayne. Its original purpose was to house evil people like the Gotham fan club, but...

Let's put it this way, if Feng hadn't mentioned it just now, Wayne would never have remembered that he had originally established a New York Batman fan base.

Because he had been fighting crime in New York for so long, he had never encountered mental illness.

He did have the experience of beating criminals into mental illness, but such criminals would not go to Arkham Asylum, any hospital could accommodate them.

There are also criminals who use the excuse of mental illness to escape guilt, but obviously the legal team under the Wayne Group is more powerful, leaving criminals who want to fish in troubled waters nowhere to hide.

"Did the police interrogate anything?"

"I only know that his name is John Doyle (doe, meaning unknown), and the reasons for escaping from the asylum and setting fire are..."

Feng pondered for a moment, as if he didn't know how to continue.

"His reasoning was that he passed the mental evaluation but wanted to remain in Arkham Asylum.

He said that he did not want to be judged as a normal person and left Arkham Asylum.

So, he ran away and set fire to...

I think he can get his wish and stay in Arkham for the rest of his life. "

"This kind of reason is very suitable for mental illness, isn't it?" Batman was stunned after hearing this, but he quickly reacted: "But if this reason appears on a mental patient who is about to be discharged, it is completely inappropriate. "

"So, Master Wayne, do you want to start with that John Doyle?"

Batman did not answer, but cut off the communication, then stood on the top of the tall building, looking at the direction of Arkham Asylum.

"Bad luck!" After a long time, he uttered a sentence from his mouth: "You said it is not good to build a hospital of some kind. If you insist on building a lunatic asylum, just build it and call it Arkham!

alright! The real world report is here! Call you Arkham! Arkham! unlucky! "

Batman complained about his former self for a long time, and was about to perform Warner's unique skill of beating himself up with his bow left and right.

But in the end, he had no choice but to accept the reality. Everything had happened, and now he could only think about how to remedy it.

After all, there is no Flash in this world who can travel through time and space while running.

If so, Batman would definitely go back and beat himself up!

Opening his cape and gliding over New York City under the night sky, Batman dived and quickly pulled up, flying higher and higher.

At the same time, a smiling mental patient with slicked back green hair walked into his room.

"Aha! I'm back! Did you miss me?"

He said to a rag doll on the bedside.

Of course, it was impossible for a puppet to respond to him, but he didn't care. Instead, he talked to the puppet about a lot of things.

Speaking of rising, he stopped abruptly, and then said to the puppet enthusiastically: "Hey, you know what? I discovered a big joke this time when I went out!

I discovered that the man who helped me get out of here was so big! It's so--so big!

And he also has a quirk! He actually danced with a dead man! It's still there, bang, bang, bang! How funny!

Hahahaha!

However, I think this place is more suitable for me, so I came back! "

The mental patient laughed for a long time, then sat down on the bed and looked out the iron window leisurely.

Then he saw a bat-like "monster" flashing past the window.

This made his eyes light up!