Can you retire today?

Bruce took the uniform off the rack and slowly put it on himself.He tidied up his cloak, put those small props on his body one by one, and finally put on the helmet.

He did a few moves and found that the uniform fit well and there was little left to modify.

Alfred stood aside and watched quietly, feeling as if he had returned to the moment when he watched Bruce crawl out of the Batcave many years ago.

"Alph," Bruce made an open arm motion, showing all this to the person he trusted the most. "How about it?"

There was anticipation and longing in his eyes, like a little girl wearing her favorite new dress, standing in front of her mother, hoping to be praised by her.

"Master..." Alfred nodded towards him, his voice choked with sobs, "Everything is great, Master and Madam will be proud of you."

"Alf, I..." Bruce's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed nervously, "Can I know the truth?"

Seeing Alfred silent, Bruce was a little anxious, "I promise, I will never mess around, I will calm down..."

"I'm sorry," Alfred looked at his young master, who was the only one left in the Wayne family, "it's not enough, young master, it's not enough..."

Bruce pursed his lips, "Maybe, I...I know."

He knew that no matter how strong he became, Alfred would not rest assured, he would not put all his hopes on Alfred, he would investigate by himself, and if he wanted to rectify Gotham, he would meet To those murderers who killed their own parents!

"Master, you tonight..." Alfred thought about the functions of these equipments, and felt that they were almost perfect, but he felt that they were not enough.

"Tonight, I'm going to do what I've been preparing for. I've been preparing for too long, and Gotham has been waiting too long." Bruce walked to the Batmobile, feeling like the dust had settled. "Gotham has been shrouded in darkness for too long, and it has lost so much."

"What do you want to do, and how do you do it?!" Alfred guessed a lot, but he hoped to get a definite answer from Bruce.

"I..." Bruce thought about everything he had paid along the way, "I want Gotham to be an ordinary city, without countless criminals, rampant gangs, greedy and corrupt officials, and Everything that is not good, I hope there will be hope here, there will be hope, I hope..."

Bruce paused for a moment, organized his language, and continued: "I hope that everyone's good efforts will be rewarded. I hope that kindness will be praised and evil will be cast aside. I hope that there will be no more children like me. Losing my own parents, I hope Gotham can be a place of pride and peace of mind for Thomas and Martha, and I hope I can be their pride..."

"You are their pride." Alfred said firmly, "You are also my pride, and you are the pride of the Wayne family!"

"Actually, I'm not." There was a bit of bitterness in Bruce's voice, "I wanted to escape from here so much, I was terrified of everything here."

"I have been away for a long time, and along the way, I have deeply experienced the power of fear," a fire ignited in his heart, "I will be the fear of all criminals in Gotham, and I will make the darkness disappear from Gotham forever !!"

What he said was categorical, but in fact, he knew in his heart that darkness would never completely disappear, and where there was light, there would be shadows, but he wanted the light to shine on the shadows instead of being swallowed by the shadows.

Alfred was a little shocked by Bruce's words, and at this moment, all his objections disappeared.

Because he can see that this goal has become Bruce's belief, if he deprives him of it, Bruce will never be happy.

"But if Bruce Wayne just came back, a mysterious hero appeared in Gotham, which would arouse suspicion." Alfred said with some concern.

"No, I'm not a hero," Bruce shook his head, "and there is actually no difference between the day Bruce Wayne came back and the days after he came back. It will make him put down his doubts.

"Okay," Alfred looked at Bruce helplessly, "I can't convince you, can I? "

"Alf, you know, I'd do anything for you, just..." Bruce explained.

"Then please be sure to keep the communication equipment turned on, I will provide you with logistics services here," Alfred smiled, "I think Penny One is a good code name."

He knew he couldn't stop Bruce, all he could do was give his share of help.

"Hello, Penny One." Bruce frowned slightly. "Maybe you can call me Batman."

After dark, Bruce, or Batman, rode on the Batmobile and set off from an underground passage in the Batcave.

Alfred wears a communication device and looks at the display in the Batcave, which contains almost all places in Gotham.Regarding the monitoring system, Bruce and Lucius started preparing for it very early.

At first, Lucius didn't agree with it, but he was finally persuaded by Bruce, who named it the Skynet system and added a supercomputer for special processing.

Except for some special places, almost all streets, alleys, docks and other places in Gotham have installed special monitoring and listening equipment.

"Batman, Gotham is peaceful tonight, maybe..." Alfred suddenly looked at a place on the display screen, where a red alarm was lit, and he zoomed in on another display screen, "Oh, I It doesn't seem particularly peaceful."

"A robbery is taking place just 80 meters ahead to the left of your location."

"Got it," Batman said in a slightly muffled voice through a voice changer.

He increased the firepower of the Batbike and reached the location in less than 3 seconds.

Two punks were approaching a woman, looking at the file bag in the woman's hand, Bruce knew that the woman should be an employee of the Wayne Group.

He parked the motorcycle in the shade, turned on the bat transmitter, and soon a group of bats gathered.

Batman grabbed a nearby gargoyle with his grappling gun and quickly approached.

The two punks only felt a black shadow flash by, and a group of bats appeared and danced around them. At first they waved their hands to drive away the bats, but two bat-shaped darts inserted into their palms, a kind of shadow It seemed to hang over them, and they felt a little terrified from their hearts.

One of the more courageous gangsters shouted sternly: "Who is playing tricks there! We are..."

"But what!"

The voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from hell. The two punks looked around, only to see a huge bat monster flying towards them, but in the blink of an eye, they were knocked down to the ground.

Then they were hoisted up, more than one meter above the ground.

When I looked around again, the bat monster disappeared, and the group of bats also disappeared, only the woman they were going to rob just now was still standing there in a daze.

But soon the other party came to his senses and called the police.

Batman stood on a gargoyle, looking at the three people below.

This is the first time he has put on this uniform to fight criminals. Although in another world, he has led Batman's night patrol in Gotham several times, it is different from this time.

There was a Batman in another world, and Bruce was just a stray there, he was too immature, even very unconfident, and in his own world, a sense of belonging and responsibility emerged spontaneously , Gotham in his own world is a unique existence for Bruce.

In another world, because of the escort of Batman, Bruce can practice his various ideas at will, because he knows that even if he fails, with Batman, he will solve all problems. The mind is almost omnipotent.

But in his own world, Bruce knew that he had no chance of making mistakes, because every time he made a mistake, he would pay a huge price.Here, he has to rely on himself for almost everything, and no one will escort him anymore, so he must become the one who can do everything by himself.

In just one night Bruce solved 4 robberies, 2 rapes, 2 of which was a woman raping a man, gotta say it was gotham, he also prevented 3 In the homicide case, he met three drug dealers who were selling drugs, tied them up, and the goods were taken away by Bruce. He also prevented a mafia fight and beat them all temporarily incapacitated.What Lei Xiaogu once said about teaching him to deal with 600 people alone is indeed true.

Batman's workload is huge tonight, which also shows the chaos in Gotham.

Bruce felt a little helpless, but when he saw all kinds of psychopathy in the future, he would find how easy it was to deal with these little guys.

And tonight's Gotham police station is also very unsettled. It received many calls to the police in just one night. James Gordon, who had just been transferred back to Gotham recently, felt something was wrong.

Before Bruce came back, he specially investigated James Gordon's situation over the years, and found that he had never given up on Gotham, and had been applying for transfer back, so Bruce secretly helped him a little, and let him get what he wanted. Moreover, Bruce does need the cooperation of the police in some actions, and James Gordon is a good choice.

Of course, if Gordon has been doing well these years and has no plans to return to Gotham, Bruce will not transfer him back.He knows how chaotic Gotham is, and he doesn't want to drag people into the water at will.

Bruce was never the type to do it himself and force others (except his son) to do it too.He needs help, but he only goes to people who are interested in Gotham.Like Lucius Fox, like James Gordon.

The police officer who answered the phone felt that he had been tricked. Listen to what the group of people who called the police said? !

"When I got mugged, a giant bat saved me..."

"We met a guy who pretends to be a ghost, come on..."

"A bat monster fell from the sky..."

"He's a devil, he's from hell..."

"I saw a black shadow flash past, and then it was over..."

"This must be a new criminal, you must arrest him immediately..."

"The person who hurt me was tied up in a xxxx, and it was a bat-like guy who saved me. I think he is a hero, like in a comic book..."

"I saw a group of gangsters..."

After the police arrived at the address provided by the caller, they found that there were indeed people tied up there, and some were shouting, "Help me", "Bat monster"...

Gordon realized that Gotham seemed to welcome a special person, but he didn't know what the other person was doing this for, if it was...

Forget it, let's take another look, Gordon thought.

Bruce returned to the Batcave exhausted. Although his body was exhausted, his spirit was very excited. "Alf, did you see, I..."

Alfred stayed in the Batcave until his master came back. "Yes, I saw it, Gotham will be fine, everyone will be fine, and so will you, young master."

He was a little surprised at Bruce's skill, and then he was full of distress. How much did the young master who wanted to act like a spoiled child to his parents when he scratched his skin at the beginning, honed himself into what he is now.

He handed Bruce a cup of hot milk and told him to go to bed early after drinking it.

Bruce took the milk, and drank it with a frown under Alfred's gaze.

All the excitement was drowned out by the milk, and it was almost 4 o'clock in the morning. He took off his uniform and went back to the room. He closed his eyes and fell asleep looking at the pearl box.

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