I haven't been a big brother for many years

It was another beautiful morning, even with the buff bonus of Gotham City.It indicates that no day is peaceful.

Ryan was not in a good mood.

To be honest, he hasn't even felt this powerless feeling for a long time.

He simply stopped thinking about Bruce Wayne and Batman.Concentrate on the banquet at "home" the other day.

Such a large event generally requires his consent.Ryan half-closed his bright red pupils, thinking while driving, even if they had a good enough reason, they didn't have the guts to do such a thing directly.

There were a lot of people attending the banquet, and the number of people was about ten to twenty.

This is a good excuse for him to clean up his forces.

The real figure standing at the top of the dark forces in Gotham City hidden behind the Falconi Group.It has a nickname like a British jazz: sir. Jordan.

Thanks to his albino white hair and bright red pupils, his physical features are recognizable.Although only once.But...he has caused no less hatred in Gotham than the police chief, and the people who want to kill him have already lined up from New York to Atlanta.

Ryan raised an eyebrow.He was too anxious to find George.This kind of trivial matter of being seen can just be used as an excuse.

And if as "Jordan" you want someone you can't trust to shut up forever, there's only one way to do it once and for all.

Ryan smiled and turned on the bluetooth.

"Andre, I want all the guest information of the banquet that day."

"The ones that are not too troublesome should be dealt with first, and I will take care of the rest."

"Don't startle the snake."

"Perhaps that day has come."

"Well, it's been so many years, it's time for a change, right?"

"Notify George and Joanna?"

After hanging up the phone, Ryan looked at the Arkham Asylum that was getting closer and closer on the navigation, and raised the corners of his lips with interest.

He could feel the tension that old Andre hid well. Among the three people, someone betrayed him, but it wasn't necessarily his old housekeeper.

Stepping on the brakes, Ryan changed into simple and convenient clothes in the car, and put on a hat to cover his hair.He was replaced with contact lenses, and a light blue disposable mask covered his nose and lips, making sure no one could recognize him.

Everything was ready, Ryan picked up his backpack and walked into the Arkham Asylum.

It seems very peaceful here.

The lunatic asylum is quite suitable for recuperation, and the surrounding scenery is beautiful.The quality of the staff in the hospital is also very high.At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

In the future, I will also choose a nursing home that looks good, Ryan thought out of time.

He approached the front desk, and habitually showed a smile she couldn't see to the working nurse: "Excuse me, I have an appointment with Dr. Klein, can you tell me where his office is?"

This is Arkham Asylum.Most of the people who make an appointment with their dean are not normal people.Therefore, the staff did not have any doubts about what he was wearing, but just pointed out the location for him in as much detail as possible.

Ryan thanked him and went upstairs, but he didn't go to Klein's office.Instead, he took out a GPS locator with only one coordinate on it.

Ryan was a little disappointed. It seemed that Bruce had found the gadget stuck to his clothes.

The locator on Klein's body was put into Klein's abdomen by him last time, but he probably didn't notice it.

But the target is too close, but it is not easy to locate.

Shrugging, Ryan puts down the instrument.But suddenly found a familiar figure.

If he's not mistaken, it's Rachel?Why is she here?

Ryan leaned against the wall, quietly observing Rachel's movements.

It was a little far away, but he could still see the unwillingness and confusion on Rachel's face.

what is she looking atWho's inside?

But soon, another man appeared over there, walked up to Rachel, and accosted her.

Klein?

Ryan was a little surprised.

Rachel actually knows this scarecrow?

But he was relieved when he thought about it.As a prosecutor, Rachel has some working contacts with the director of Arkham Asylum.

Besides, someone must have noticed the anomaly in Arkham.

Ryan thought about this while quietly following them.

Lane glanced at the door plate as he passed where Rachel had been standing.

Falconi?Ryan frowned, Klein saved him, for what benefit?

Ryan suddenly felt that there were a lot of things he didn't know, and these people were doing too many little tricks behind his back, the Boss, who simply didn't take him seriously.

Rachel and Klein got into the elevator together.

Ryan watched the elevator door slowly close before standing out from the corner, staring at the constantly changing numbers on the elevator, descended to a floor and stopped, and there was no more movement.

It is here.

Raising his eyebrows, he took out the mask of the faceless man and the silencer pistol he had already prepared.Get on the elevator and press the floor just now.

But almost as soon as the elevator stopped, a woman broke in, yelling to stop him while pressing the button.

It's Rachel.

Ryan raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that things were getting interesting.

Simply the door has been closed.

Rachel seemed relieved, only then did she see the mask on Ryan's face and the pistol in his hand.

But she didn't have time to scream, the elevator door opened again, and the scarecrow's smoke diffused.Ryan stopped Rachel and shot the scarecrow in the stomach.

Scarecrow: "..." I have a grudge against you?

He kicked the scarecrow out of the elevator, and Ryan turned around and typed a few words on the phone: "Go, call the police."

Rachel seemed frightened by the sudden change, she froze and didn't speak, she watched Ryan turn and leave in a daze, and the elevator door closed slowly, blocking the danger out.

What did the police say?Is someone illicit drugging or is someone armed with a gun to fight illicit drugging?

Obviously holding a gun is more dangerous!

Although most of the medicine sprayed by the scarecrow was blocked by the mask, a lot of it was still inhaled by Ryan.

Shaking his dizzy head, Ryan hit the scarecrow's leg twice with his backhand, trying to wake up like this: "wow, sorry. I thought I hit my leg. It's like a head hanging from a beam and an awl piercing the buttocks, you know ?"

Surrounded by the scarecrow's screams, Ryan smiled, and gave Alfred the rest of the antidote, but forgot to get one for himself.

The dizziness is getting stronger and stronger.

Ryan only felt that his vision was a little blurred.There is only one thought left in my mind screaming "Get out of here!"

easy to say, hard to do.

Ryan's footsteps are already unstable, and every step is like stepping on cotton, losing the specific sense of touch.Gritting his teeth, he took out a knife and stabbed his thigh fiercely.

The severe pain made him regain some sanity, and he was about to find an escape route to leave when he suddenly saw a black figure.

Ryan felt a "thump" in his heart.Misfortunes never come singly, the little bat actually came.

The black figure that was getting closer and closer in front of him, the handsome face with the mask suddenly changed into another appearance.

Ryan's pupils shrank suddenly.

This is impossible!That person died by his own gun a long time ago!

The black clothes turned into a black suit, and the expression on the visitor's face became more peaceful and gentle, and there was even a little smile in the light brown eyes.

But this made Ryan's body tremble uncontrollably.He could hardly help crying out.

A human voice suddenly sounded in his ears. It was different from the gentle and elegant tone in his memory. This voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been processed by a voice changer, but it made him feel extremely at ease: "Take a deep breath."

"Relax."

"Okay, tell me, who are you?"

This is Batman.

Ryan's eyes regained clarity for a moment, he raised his hand and waved away Batman's hand that wanted to take off his mask, pushed him away forcefully, and ran up the elevator stumbling.

Batman didn't expect the person who had already been poisoned to have a sudden seizure, and was pushed off guard, hitting the wall behind him.

Who is he?What do you want to do?

Those two questions flashed through Batman's mind, then faded away.

What is needed now is not to find out who the masked man is, but to ask who is behind the Scarecrow.

He sprayed the spray on the struggling scarecrow's face, and grabbed his neck: "Come and taste your own medicine, doctor."

Ryan stumbled out of the elevator, and instead of looking for the exit in a hurry, he found an empty ward and crashed in.

The door lock had been smashed, and the severe pain kept him somewhat awake.He didn't choose to lie on the bed or sit on the chair, but sat on the ground with his back against the door.In this way, he will not be discovered by people coming and going, and he can also feel the first time someone pushes the door.

Severe dizziness and severe pain came alternately, and Ryan clearly realized that the pain seemed to relieve his symptoms.

Ok.Stop complaining Ryan.It's not like you haven't encountered a worse situation than this, just let it go.

Think of your Gotham City sweetheart Brussie baby, who's still waiting for you to go back to his birthday party, and eagerly awaiting your birthday present.

He really deserves the title of "Brucey Baby".Ryan raised his lips and smiled, suddenly thinking of Brucey's gentle dark blue eyes.

Immediately afterwards, ridiculous black costumes and blood appeared in my mind.

Ryan's eyes flickered, knowing that he could not delay any longer.He picked up the knife in one hand, and slowly stabbed it into the bleeding wound that he had just created on his thigh, and kept provoking it.

The lower lip was bitten by him through the clothes, and the blood was dripping, and the cold sweat almost drenched all the fabrics on his body.The dark marks of the holes in the trousers were getting bigger and bigger.

Fortunately, the pants absorb water well and did not drip blood on the road.Ryan came back to his senses, thinking with joy in bitterness.

After an unknown period of time, the pain from the wound gradually became numb, and his mind became clear, and the outside voices almost disappeared.Ryan slowly stood up and ran towards the emergency escape route.

the other side.

Batman handed the antidote to Gordon, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't given the masked man the antidote.

But seeing that he still has room to resist, the amount he should inhale is not too much.

He pursed his beautifully colored thin lips.

It should be fine, right?