What bad intentions could Batman have?.

"Prisoner, Edward Nygma."

"You must maintain complete silence. Any talk, noise, movement, any resistance, will be swiftly and severely punished. Now, in preparation for your assignment to Cell Block C, please keep your hands in front of you."

……

Jim Gordon is preparing to put the Riddler into a bondage suit himself.

This is a top-grade prisoner transfer vehicle. In addition to the reinforced body and bulletproof glass, the doors and windows are reinforced with metal protective materials to ensure that the prisoners being transported cannot escape.

In the huge carriage, more than 20 armed policemen armed to the teeth were on guard. Each of them was wearing body armor and carrying a rifle.

Gordon was convinced that even the Riddler would not be able to escape with such an escort lineup.

perhaps.

"Have you talked to him?"

The Riddler said: "Transfer me to Arkham in such a hurry?"

"I don't like to come up with a warning first," Director Gordon said, "Why don't we just start with the threat of rubber bullets."

He said to the policeman next to him:

"Make him kneel."

The policeman next to him pointed his gun at the Riddler.

Click, click, click, click...

Five or six guns were aimed at the Riddler's forehead almost at the same time, and the laser red dot landed on his head, making it look even more terrifying.

"Let's guess a riddle."

The Riddler said: "How long will it take to escape from the cage?"

"10 seconds? 15 seconds? Half a minute, an hour? Or even a lifetime?"

Gordon felt an inexplicable chill, crawling from the soles of his feet to his tailbone.

"the answer is--"

"20 seconds."

"Shut up, you..."

Jim Gordon understood what the other party was going to do, but now it seemed a little too late.

"Hey, Andrew! Wait a minute, don't listen to Gordon. Remember you have three children, Maya, Caroline and Caitlin - attending Bright Community School in Conway."

Hearing the familiar name, the policeman's gun immediately lowered slightly.

"Also, I have escaped from Arkham more than a dozen times. I will escape again. I will find them and I will kill them."

"what?"

the soldier whispered.

Some great fear seized Commissioner Gordon's heart.

"Officer, you were given an order, not a choice."

"Chris! Does Commissioner Gordon know that you secretly accepted bribes from Two-Face behind his back? You are also involved in the Black Mask fan selling network, but you may have forgotten that Harvey Dent is a former district attorney. And district attorneys are used to collecting evidence of all crimes — so here’s where it gets most interesting.”

"The evidence he collected is enough to put you in Blackgate Prison for 100 years."

"And I have the evidence, dear Chris. If you don't do what I tell you, everything you've done will be exposed immediately—"

“Oh shit, I didn’t realize your co-workers seemed to have heard all the shit you said.

"This is terrible. They all know what you have done. They will report you as soon as you go back. Do you really want to go to prison and stay with the prisoners you have captured?"

Why don't I come up with a good solution:

What do you think of the idea of ​​'killing everyone present to ensure the secret doesn't get revealed'? Of course, you have to protect me, otherwise once I die, your secret will be exposed——"

Gordon saw Chris's gun tremble twice.

"Chris, don't believe in riddles..."

Before Gordon could finish his words, he saw Chris pointing the gun at him.

"What the hell."

Jim Gordon cursed, "Get his mouth out of there—"

"Darryl, Jill, Christopher, Raphael, Ron, Connor, Josh..."

"It's like I know all of you, and your dear, sweet, soon-to-be-dead family, and your darkest, deepest, most shady secrets."

"It feels like this is the first time we've met."

"That's an interesting riddle," said the Riddler.

boom!

A policeman suddenly shot his comrade in the head without warning. As the gunshots of the out-of-control man began to sound, the situation was completely led into uncontrollable chaos.

The bullet penetrated the flesh, penetrated the texture, and stayed on the bones. The other policeman fell down without saying a word. They were both professional policemen from the same system, and everyone knew the other's tricks.

That is... strike first to gain the upper hand!

"here we go."

The Riddler said.

"No, put down your gun, do you hear me?" Director Gordon was still trying his best to stop him, but to no avail.

"lay down--"

"I heard it! You heard it too, I have a *##%%@#* child!"

"I would never let a psychopath like Edward Nygma get out of this car!"

"Everyone! You have to stop! Daryl, put your weapon down, put it down now, I'm not kidding you-"

boom!

"Which person did you meet for the first time and also for the last time?"

"Arkham Guard."

The Riddler lay on the ground, resting his hands on the back of his head leisurely.

boom! boom! boom!

Fierce firefight.

"Oh no, that's too specific. You have to be here."

boom!boom!

"Who can you meet once and never see again?"

"A bunch of stupid crooks with bullets in their heads."

boom!

"No, I don't feel it, it's depressing, that's why I have to talk to him, he just makes everything make sense."

Jim Gordon knelt in a pool of blood.

"Oh my God."

"Gordon, could you contact him again? I would really appreciate it."

……

"No way, clown, you are committing pure suicide."

Scarecrow said: "Batman has laid a trap waiting for you to go back. I won't follow you. There's no way."

"What do you mean, no way?"

"I mean the target is too small, clown. After the two of us joined forces, we agreed to destroy the entire city, not just one person."

"But this city, you idiot, belongs to him. Once we get rid of him, Gotham will be ours, and, even if it's for ourselves, we have to do this..."

"We can't let that gangster Bane steal Batman's attention from us!"

"So you're going to go through the past like an idiot? I don't understand what Batman's attention means to us? How does it help the plan?"

"Stop this idea, you clown, I've had enough of your arbitrary actions."

The clown's face darkened.

"You've decided, right?"

Then in an instant, he punched the scarecrow in the face without any warning.

"You actually hit me for Batman? Very unwise move."

The Scarecrow stumbled back two steps and raised the fear venom in his hand: "I can pinch him at any time if I want!"

"Hahahahaha - your fear gas?" The clown laughed wildly: "I'm looking forward to it!"