There's never a quiet night in Gotham.

Whether it is a riot in a prison, a gunshot in a dark alley, or a scream under a dim light.They spread in the cold and indifferent air, and the sharp aftertaste outlined the sinful land where they were located like smoke.

By the time Batman arrived on the scene, the riots were drawing to a close.The police sealed off the entire apartment building, and the residents who were in shock were being taken to a place where they could temporarily shelter by rescuers. Countless sheets of paper with scorched marks were scattered on their heads like snowflakes.Batman grabbed one casually, it was full of uncommon words and weird formulas.

They may have been top-secret government secrets originally, but...

Batman let go of his fingers, and the piece of waste paper drifted away with his companions.

"I think this seems to be beyond the scope of your jurisdiction." Gordon habitually touched the pocket of his jacket, but put his hand back into the windbreaker pocket.

"What happened in Gotham is within my scope." Batman was hidden in the darkness, and Gordon could only hear the voice coming from nowhere.

"You have to hurry up, the nasty guys will be here soon."

"Let those people take over, there are no more clues here."

"It won't be the big and ugly Godzilla this time, right?" But Gordon didn't wait for an answer, he only heard a bunch of messy footsteps, and the noise of his subordinates arguing with someone. "Human beings are really full of disasters."

He shook his head and murmured out the door, and finally allowed himself a cigarette.

No one expected that things would develop so suddenly.The young man stood far behind the crowd in a dejected state, staring at the new tombstone in a daze. He never had the chance to visit Dr. Stone's personal laboratory again.The small private funeral was secretive and low-key. The people who came to attend were sad and solemn, and their faces were more tense and worried. The funeral process was also intentionally or unintentionally simplified and speeded up. Recently, the media has been driving everyone crazy. A person related to Dr. Stone, after all, there must be some ulterior secrets in the murder case involving the government.

"Sorry, I should have acted sooner."

"You don't need to apologize." Bruce quietly appeared next to Barry.

"I can visit the doctor's assistants and collaborators, maybe they can tell me something."

"No, they probably won't talk to you in this situation."

Bruce vetoed the proposal, and Barry nodded silently, and they listened quietly to the pastor's stereotyped eulogy.

"I thought you were going to offer a flower." Bruce broke the silence suddenly.

"I can always be fast." The young man was silent for a while, and his voice became a little hoarse when he spoke again. "But sometimes I just can't go fast enough."

"You're not a god, neither are we." Bruce turned to leave the cemetery. "Do you want me to give you a ride? The reporters are about to arrive at the battlefield."

Barry turned his head to look at the gate, and as expected, he found several interview cars approaching from a distance.

"Wow, how did you predict this?"

"The sixth sense of being a public figure."

The young man trotted a few steps and followed Bruce's footsteps. With this episode, he looked a little more energetic.

Horrible and astonishing experimental videos, mysterious murders at night, and...Victor Stone who didn't even show up at Dr. Stone's funeral.All the clues and information are connected together, pointing to the mysterious No. 6-19-82 experiment.

Bruce swiped the mouse and clicked on the video again.Barry mentioned that Dr. Stone's son was seriously injured in an explosion, and Bruce has reason to believe that it was the No. 6-19-82 experiment that was activated in the video that saved the doctor's son's life.

Mother box... How many unknown "surprises" are there?

Bruce looked up at the real-time news, which was still playing Dr. Stone's funeral repeatedly.The media wantonly made all kinds of speculation, and the suspects ranged from terrorists to his missing son, Victor Stone.Bruce squinted slightly at the chattering host, it seemed that Batman was going to visit the grave tonight.

Demons will fall from the sky and land on ignorant humans.

The bell has rung!Here they come!Here they come!

coming! coming! coming!

Batman hid in a dark corner, the madman's lies echoing in his mind.Lex should have known about the existence of the "mother box", otherwise why was he so sure that there would be demons falling from the sky?Batman doesn't believe in the so-called prophet theory, but Lex Luthor is a clue anyway, and maybe he should go to Arkham to try the psycho again.

The sound of "Xi Xi Suo Suo" sounded in the silent cemetery, making him tense up suddenly.A figure wrapped in a bed sheet came to Dr. Stone's tomb, and that figure knelt in front of the tombstone a little wobbly.Then Batman saw a hand stretched out from under the quilt, and slowly touched the tombstone. Under the pale moonlight, that hand actually shone with a metallic luster.

"Victor Stone."

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