[Comprehensive British and American] Superhero Manual

The people who came in were GCPD policemen, they were fully armed, and the leader entered the door cautiously, as if he was facing an enemy.

Because they wanted to participate in the competition, most of the people here were teachers and students. As soon as the words of the police came out, there was a panic atmosphere on the scene, and some people almost ran out in a panic.But the police stood at the door, and even if someone really wanted to leave, they didn't dare to move, but most of them looked terrified.

After professionals quickly found out where the bomb was buried, the police immediately drew a safe area and circled it with warning signs.

The members of the bomb disposal team who came along were trained to enter the range and began to take out tools and quickly defuse the bomb.

Carl heard their discussions with sharp ears. The bomb was still 5 minutes away from detonating, but after listening to a few conversations of these professionals, they were very confident in dismantling it.

He wanted to know more, but the police had begun to evacuate the scene, and several members were dedicated to escorting the students back to the hotel.

Carl thought he could put his mind at ease, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned to the hotel by car with everyone. On the way, the previous atmosphere of panic seemed to disappear immediately. The students discussed the incident just now with relish, and even the interrupted competition was not so regrettable .

Carl also heard someone say in a tone of contempt that implied showing off: "What is this! Let me tell you, New York is much more dangerous than here. My store is in Queens, and it will be smashed every few days. Once, luckily the insurance is reliable. And, the last time Spider-Man swung in front of me!"

People around expressed their amazement.

Karl smiled, and his eyes fell on Peter. What he could hear, the other party could naturally hear.The latter had already buried his head deeply, and his ears were completely red.

After getting out of the car, Karl heard the discussion of the crowd outside, and his happy mood dissipated all of a sudden.

He took a closer look at the situation and realized what he missed during the game just now.

Just a few minutes ago, the big screens on various high-rise buildings that were broadcasting advertisements or public welfare films were all replaced with the same content.

——A clown with exaggerated and funny makeup painted with paint, with a big grin on his mouth, is looking down on all living beings from the screen.

"Dear little bat, let's play a game~!" The clown raised his hands high, with an exaggerated and crazy smile on his mouth.

"I planted bombs in six places, and after 6 minutes, they will explode into fireworks with a 'bang'~" The smile on the clown's face became even brighter, and he blew a kiss to the screen, giggling He said: "Everywhere is possible~"

"Can you find it?" The clown's voice gradually lowered, and his figure disappeared from the screen, leaving only a white background.

Two seconds later, the screen gradually dimmed, as if everything returned to normal in just a moment.

The originally played content returned to the screen, but the atmosphere of panic spread unavoidably.

The police officers of GCPD took action immediately, and everyone performed their duties, checking for bombs, checking for bombs, appeasing the masses, and appeasing the masses. Police Chief Gordon issued various orders in an orderly manner.

The instant the Joker appears, Batman springs into action.

He focused on checking various abnormal places, and with Alfred's help, he locked down several locations.

After he sent these to the police chief, he called up the Batplane himself and rushed to those locations.

Gordon received the message from Batman immediately, and he immediately sent someone to act.

The place where Carl and his competition were held was the first place where the police arrived, so the students could move safely and quickly.

However, Karl naturally didn't know these inside stories. He only heard one thing, that bombs were planted in several places and they were about to explode.

Carl suppressed the panic in his heart, and quietly left the hotel while others were not paying attention.

With only 2 minutes left, Carl hastily pressed the small jewelry on his neck, brought his super speed to the extreme, turned into a beam of light invisible to the naked eye, and flew across the sky above Gotham City.

His super brain was also quickly analyzing the current situation, and soon learned the best solution.

Carl went to places where Batman and the police had no time to take care of, found those bombs one by one, and dismantled them violently.

In the last ten seconds, Carl took out the last bomb from under the bridge and crushed it vigorously. The fine black powder fell from his fingertips and was blown away by the wind.

This was the fifth bomb Carl had found, and there were ten bombs in total that had been defused by others.

Not at all, as the clown said, only six.

After Carl carefully confirmed that there were no bombs left, he was finally relieved.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and only then felt his heart beating fast, almost exceeding the maximum limit of human beings.

Carl was about to fly back to the hotel. Six minutes passed and no explosion happened anywhere. He heard someone thank God for the rest of his life, and someone immediately resumed his original pace, completely ignoring what happened just now.

Carl couldn't help but smile.

His negligence suddenly caused a strong sound of breaking through the air from the side, and Karl immediately avoided the foreign object flying towards him, and a black bat dart flew past his eyes.

What?Carl subconsciously reached out and grabbed the bat dart, and the sharp tip touched his palm, making a crisp sound of metal colliding.

Carl stopped in embarrassment. He held the bat dart and hid his hand behind his back without any trace, and then looked towards where it flew.

"Who are you?" Batman stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building, staring directly at Carl who was floating in mid-air, his voice came into Carl's ear through the voice changer, hoarse and full of vigilance.

"I just want to help." As soon as the words came out, Carl was thankful that he also installed a voice changer, and his voice now is completely different from the original one.

"Gotham doesn't need outsiders." Batman's voice was cold, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his body was tense, ready to go.

Carl opened his mouth, and wanted to say something else, such as the four extra bombs, such as that he had no malicious intentions, and really just wanted to help.

But he remained silent, because he knew that the more he talked, the more Batman would be more vigilant against himself.He just nodded and said simply: "Okay, I'll leave right away."

The figure of that person turned into a blue light and disappeared from Batman's sight.

It wasn't until a minute later that Batman confirmed that "Nightwing" had left.

He couldn't help but wonder, did that person leave so simply?

impossible.Batman immediately dismissed that idea, and Nightwing's sudden appearance in Gotham must have been a conspiracy.

Batman pressed the communicator and asked Ah Fu to send the plane over.

Before he left here, he suddenly thought, was his bat dart taken by Ye Yi?

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Meeting Batman was unexpected for Carl, and he was very conflicted. There was a little excitement, but also aggrieved, and what was left in the end was full of frustration.

He felt that he had helped and shouldn't be treated like this, and felt that according to Batman's suspicious and vigilant character, such a result was completely in line with common sense.

Karl rushed to the North Pole and calmed down in a world of ice and snow. He calmed down and returned to the hotel as quickly as possible.

He pretended to just come out of the toilet and blended into the group perfectly.

He put away Yeyi's uniform and restored it to an accessory.Carl's somewhat messy hair was also tidied up, and the expression on his face was just right with a little worry, no different from anyone else around him.

However, the little bat dart in his bag silently told what he had experienced just now.

When the crisis was lifted, everyone looked relieved. Most people were still worried about the half-finished test questions.

Carl noticed that Peter was only smiling reluctantly, with a hint of remorse in his brows.

"What's wrong?" Carl asked him softly.

The two stood on the edge, so Peter just smiled wryly, and simply expressed his distress: "I was just thinking, I can't do anything in such a dangerous situation just now, I can only be here, with everyone Anxiously waiting together."

"As Spider-Man, I have failed too much." Peter said dejectedly.

"That's not true." Carl refuted Peter's words. Their voices were kept at a particularly low decibel level. Even if others got close, they couldn't hear what they were saying, but they could hear them clearly.

"It should be said that as Spider-Man, you have done very well," Carl said.

"What?" Peter looked at Carl blankly, his frustration still on his face.

"No one is omnipotent, and superheroes are no exception." Carl didn't know why he suddenly wanted to say so much, "You are already doing your best, but there are always some things that can't be solved, and there are always some situations where you can't come forward .like the situation just now."

"But the matter is still settled, isn't it?" Carl's voice was low and soft: "You don't have to push yourself too hard, and you don't have to take all the responsibilities on yourself."

Peter patted Carl on the shoulder and said, "Thank you."

Now the smile on his face was genuine.

Carl was also very happy that his little friend could return to his previous appearance. He stroked the sharp objects in the bag with his fingertips and smiled secretly.

Although the bomb crisis was resolved, the competition was postponed until the next day so that the participating students could adjust their mentality.

Carl had a peaceful night. He deliberately closed his hearing, ignored the faint gunshots, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, he participated in the competition with everyone. Two hours later, the second round of the competition ended, the instructor took the students on the school bus, and they said goodbye to Gotham.

Sitting on the school bus, Carl glanced back at Gotham, the city in the quagmire.

He seemed to see a black shadow pulling the city with difficulty, preventing her from sinking.

It is really difficult to protect a city.

The author has something to say:

We are going back to school this weekend. I have been busy preparing documents and packing things these days. I really don't have time to code. Sorry.

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Let me tell you in advance, we will start the exam soon after returning to school, so the update after that cannot be guaranteed...

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PS: A small episode has been updated, you can see it by poking the column~