Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

Jason listened to the conversation between the two, with his feet in high-top military boots raised on the table.

Now he is wearing a high-tech uniform, with a bright blue beam of light flowing smoothly across the surface of the armor.

Jason is not wearing his expressive red hood, but is wearing a blue helmet. There are two small tips on the top of the helmet that look like cat ears, which have similar functions to the cat ears on Batman's head. They are all used as antennas.

"Is your design intentional?" Jason asked his other self speechlessly.

There's nothing Red Hood-like about it!

Just be handsome and that's it. The other Jason replied nonchalantly.

"But you really care about that brother I haven't met yet." Jason asked lazily, "Are you so sure that he can save everything?"

Now that things have happened, you actually ask about this?

"...Is this the way?"

Now that everything is ready, there is no turning back.

The other one chuckled lightly and said, "You just can't bear to leave me."

"Humph, stop being so sentimental."

Too lazy to reply to his other self's teasing, Jason clicked on the screen in front of him, and dense data reflected in his pupils.

These are the current military layout and status monitoring in Gotham. He can find out where the Joker is through the actions of the Clown Gang and Harley Quinn.

Blowing up Arkham and releasing the Joker can effectively confuse the Bats' reasoning. Those villains who cause trouble and Deathstroke who uses the army to infiltrate Gotham can divert Batman's attention. Jason's purpose is very clear, that is, to complete his own Revenge and start planning for the next war in advance.

Since he knew in advance that the clown's blood was infectious, Jason would not give him this chance. After all, he was not interested in such a bad thing where one clown was killed and another clown appeared again.

Isn’t it good to get it done once and for all?

Jason clicked on the screen, and images of Gotham's amusement park and circus suddenly appeared on the screen.

Everything is connected. As long as you know your opponent well enough, you can predict the logic of his behavior.

Jason marked out several members of the Clown Gang who were behaving suspiciously, and his blue-green eyes narrowed slightly.

No matter what, the bait has been thrown out, and he guarantees that the clown will not survive until tomorrow.

He clicked on the screen again, and a red dot appeared on it, moving quickly towards ACE Chemicals.

"Batman is heading to the ACE Chemical Plant, keep him away." Scarecrow's communication sounded.

"We are partners, not your subordinates. Don't speak to me in a commanding tone." Arkham Knight said coldly.

The Scarecrow didn't reply and just hung up the message.

"Hey." Jason clicked his tongue in displeasure, pressed the button behind his ear, and closed the hood downward, covering his entire face.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

The knight stood up and walked through the long base tunnel to where the fighter jets were. The red and blue rays of light hit the cold and hard lines of the armor.

The heavy mechanical door opened, and the knight jumped in lightly.

The fighter jet lifted up, bringing with it a gust of wind, and flew towards the ACE Chemical Plant.

Earlier, Batman followed Scarecrow's clues and found the imprisoned Poison Ivy. After rescuing Poison Ivy, Batman hoped to get more information from her.

"Everyone participated in the meeting. If we unite, we can take down you and Gotham." Poison Ivy said with a smile.

"Unless I die." Batman said coldly.

His answer was as expected by Poison Ivy. Her expression remained unchanged and she said lazily, "I think this is part of the plan."

Slender hands climbed up the delicate vines.

"I told him I wasn't interested in his stupid fucking games, and then when I woke up... I was locked up here."

Poison Ivy brushed her red hair, "What a pity, his cheap poison gas has no effect on me at all."

"You have to come with me." Batman grabbed her wrist.

"You're still so rude." Poison Ivy rolled her eyes, but after everything she encountered today, she was too lazy to bother. She just wanted to go with Batman, and she couldn't die anyway.

When Batman escorted Poison Ivy to the Batmobile, a transport truck suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

"Quick, quick, quick!" A group of militiamen jumped out of the car and pointed their guns at Batman.

"We have our target, sir, and he's surrounded."

This unexpected force made Batman frown under his mask. The militiamen in front of him were well-trained, their movements were uniform, and they were well-equipped. It was obvious at a glance that it was an organized and planned operation.

This means that during this chaotic time, there are outsiders trying to continue to stir up the muddy waters in Gotham, which makes Batman very dissatisfied.

"Batman, the tanks they use for support are driven by drones." The Oracle's voice sounded in his ears.

Drone? In this case, there is no need to be merciful.

The Batmobile's automatic defense system was activated, and the 65mm cannon fired one shot at the unmanned tank, destroying the expensive unmanned tank on the spot.

After destroying all the surrounding unmanned tanks, Batman once again connected to Barbara's communication, "Oracle, tell me where those tanks came from."

"I tracked the movement of several transport helicopters in the city, which means more tanks will be mobilized." Barbara said, "This is a new force, Batman, and I am in their equipment I saw the Hydra symbol on it.”

"Hydra..." Batman's face suddenly darkened, although he was not very happy to begin with.

Due to Gotham's geographical location, Hydra's forces have always wanted to get a piece of the pie in the port, but they had no chance before. In this moment of chaos, they actually jumped out again.

Just then, Scarecrow once again takes over Gotham's citywide airwaves.

"Gotham survivors, I have news for you."

You can hear his elation from his tone.

"To the savages who stay and want a piece of the pie: have fun, I'm here to protect you. To the cowards hiding behind the walls of the police station: you can't escape."

Scarecrow paused and said harshly, "To Batman: I have won. I emptied your city with a bottle of poison gas and a few threatening words. The security you provided is worthless." "

"When the dawn rises and Gotham is in ruins, I look around the world and the legend of Batman is dead."

This was nothing more than a routine part of making harsh words. Batman was calm, and after handing Poison Ivy to Gordon, he rushed to the tower. He had just obtained a sample of Scarecrow's poisonous gas from Poison Ivy. handed it over to Barbara for analysis.

"You successfully restored the core molecular formula of the compound." Batman looked at the screen.

"...But it's still impossible to track." Barbara shook her head.

"What if we were wrong from the beginning? What if we looked at the manufacturing process of the gas instead of directly looking for the compound itself?"

"Why didn't I expect that?" Barbara was stunned for a moment and immediately started operating on the computer. "The poison gas reaction released several unique radiation peaks."

"Scan the city for special energy signatures so we can find where Scarecrow creates his fear toxin."

"It will take a few hours for the satellite to be in place unless the signal in the city is restored," Barbara said.

"I'll do it."

Batman was about to turn around and leave, but Barbara stopped him, "Bruce, I talked to dad."

She moved her wheelchair, "I hate lying to him. If he knew I was still in the city, he would be very angry. You know, he is still blaming himself for my legs."

"We will stop Scarecrow." Batman's eyes flickered to Barbara's unconscious legs, "I won't let anything happen to you."

Looking at Batman's leaving figure, Barbara sighed. Just when she was about to continue monitoring the changes in the city, Tim sent her a message.

"Barbara, are you still in town?"

"Well, I don't feel comfortable leaving due to the current situation," Barbara said.

"That's right...but Director Gordon will be worried, right?"

"So I told Dad I was out of town."

"Huh?" Tim was very surprised, and then said tactfully, "Isn't this not good?"

"I don't want to lie to Dad, but Bruce needs me now." Barbara said helplessly, "By the way, what do you want from me?"

"Actually, I want to ask Bruce where the investigation is now." Tim said.

"He...didn't ask you to help?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Tim said helplessly.

"Haha." Barbara showed a rare happy smile and joked, "It seems that I am still very important in Bruce's heart."

"Yeah, after all, Barbara is really powerful." Tim agreed.

"Tim is really good at talking." The smile on Barbara's face deepened a little, "He must be very popular with girls, right?"

"That's it..." Tim laughed dryly. He didn't have this idea yet.

He changed the subject and asked another question that he cared about very much, "Barbara, do you know where Jason is now?"

A detective must always maintain a skeptical attitude. Tim will not be sure of anything until the truth is determined.

"Jason? Isn't he still practicing at Karma Taj? He hasn't appeared in Gotham for a long time." Barbara replied with some doubts, "Are you doubting Jason?"

"Nothing." Tim smiled.

"Well, if you want to help, I'd better talk to Bruce." Barbara said.

As expected, it’s still difficult to get the words out of Barbara. Tim thought with some regret.

"OK then……"

After Batman repairs the tower, Barbara connects his communications.

"Great, I'm really connected," Barbara said. "By the way, I just talked to Red Robin and I think you should talk to him too."

Tim connected to the communication in time, "Bruce, you have to let me help you. We can find the Scarecrow faster if you and I work together."

"The job you have at hand is more important, Tim."

"You can do those things tomorrow, let me help you!"

"I've got the situation under control."

it is as expected.

Tim sighed, "Okay, okay, let's contact each other occasionally and report information to each other."

Tim hung up the communication, shrugged at Lucas, and couldn't help complaining, "Bruce can be really dictatorial sometimes!"

"There's nothing we can do about it." Lucas sighed.

"Very good, in that case, let's investigate ourselves." Tim snorted, he also has a temper, right?

"But we don't have any clues yet." Lucas was a little troubled and murmured, "Arkham Knight..."

Lucas had no impression of this title, and it could even be said that he had never heard of it.

"Yes, so following Bruce to obtain information is the most convenient way, if Arkham Knight really cooperates with Scarecrow."

Tim operated the handheld computer, "So I left a backdoor on the computer in the tower so I could know where Bruce was going next."

Lucas tilted his body to look at Tim's operations. The dense data was dazzling.

"What, want to learn?" Tim asked.

Lucas shook his head, "I'm just a little curious."

He knows that he has no talent in this area, and it is best for partners to perform their own duties.

Tim smiled softly, "By the way, does the uniform still fit you? After all, it was just slightly processed using the assembly line of my uniform. Oh, and about the fighting techniques, I know you have done them before. Dead hand, so you must pay attention to this in reality, don’t really beat people to death..."

Tim warned naggingly.

"Then let's beat the disabled head office, right?"

"Just temporarily incapacitate them."

...Isn't that just crippling someone?

Lucas reluctantly tugged on the cape behind him. He didn't know why Tim had to let him wear this cape designed in the shape of wings. He said it was some sort of superhero tradition. He saw that Peter's uniform didn't have such fancy features. Yes, but in such rainy weather, it really keeps out the cold moisture.

Although Tim designed his own uniform rather perfunctorily, the uniform given to Lucas was unexpectedly good. From a distance, it looked like a blue-black bird.

"Yes, the place where Scarecrow creates the fear gas is at the ACE Chemical Plant." Tim paused subtly, "Why is it this place again?"

"Forget it, let's go." He stood up from the rooftop, "Let's go to the ACE Chemical Plant."

"Okay." Lucas took out the grapple gun attached to his back. He was already very handy with these props when he was in another world.

When the two arrived at the chemical plant, they were faced with a broken bridge and Batman standing silently in front of the broken bridge.

The light of the fighter jet shone on Batman, but he was not afraid at all. He didn't seem to worry at all that the heavy machine gun above would smash him to pieces in an instant.

"Hello, old guy." The knight stared at him and greeted Batman cheerfully.