Superhero Exchange System [Comprehensive British and American]

Half a year after Batman disappeared, the current Robin, Damian Wayne, also disappeared.

His disappearance is not as invisible as Batman's.After three days of follow-up analysis, Tim came to a conclusion that Damian was probably picked up by the Assassins.This made him breathe a sigh of relief, and then gradually began to worry about the follow-up matters.Tim himself has always been at odds with Damian. When Damian first appeared, he couldn't understand the behavior of this so-called Batman's biological son. Later, with Dick's unremitting efforts, Tim and Damian could only To achieve "not fighting after seeing each other" is far from reaching the standard of harmonious coexistence.

The two of them also acted alone during the days when the superhero disappeared, but there was an unspoken tacit understanding between them.

At least Timmy knew that he was not alone in this dark city.

However, now there is only myself left.

"Master Timothy." The butler Alfred heated the milk and stood quietly behind Tim. "With all due respect, you have worked continuously for 50 hours. Even Master Bruce rarely works for such a long time. For your health, you must return to your room to sleep as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute, Fu." Tim returned, he was still mechanically checking the streets and alleys of Gotham at night in the monitor with huge dark circles on his face, "There is a drug deal, and the people in the three office buildings are Involved in it, it's already an A-level incident, they should be able to dispatch soon... put my coffee on the table."

Alfred placed the tray heavily on the iron table in the Batcave, making a "bang" sound with such force that Timmy jumped.

"You must rest as soon as possible, Master Timothy." Alfred said word by word. "If you don't go to sleep, maybe I will use some small trick to get you to sleep as soon as possible. If you continue to work like this, you will die."

Tim was a little reluctant, but he realized that Alfred was serious this time—the housekeeper who had worked for the Wayne family for two generations rarely said such things.Tim grunted, reluctantly drank the milk Alfred offered him, and went back to his room to sleep.

Tim didn't sleep well. It was in a dream. The large amount of criminal information and the sense of responsibility as a superhero in the past two days didn't let him go. As a result, he woke up after only 4 hours of sleep.It was 6 a.m., and he was dressed for another round of patrol.

At this moment, a voice came from Tim's pager.

"Little devil." A deep female voice sounded, and Tim instantly realized who the voice came from.

Catwoman, Selina Kyle.

"I want to see you. Black Street in half an hour."

Red Robin arrived as promised in his uniform, and Catwoman, riding a motorcycle in the alley, seemed to have been waiting for him for a while.

"How do you know the radio channel in the Batcave?" asked Red Robin.

Catwoman smiled.She seemed to have had a bad time in the past six months, and there were signs of exhaustion in the corners of her eyes.

"Little devil, is there something about your Bat Dad that I don't know?" Catwoman's tail voice was high-pitched, and her tone was full of charm. "It's no secret to me that he's all over the body."

Red Robin's cheeks were slightly flushed, but fortunately it was blocked by the mask. "What do you want to tell me?"

Catwoman froze.She glanced at Red Robin.

"Big things may happen in Gotham in the past half month. Crime has risen now, but it's much more than that..." She glanced at Tim.

"Without Batman, there are already people who are bored."

"Someone, perhaps in a more extreme form, demands the return of Batman."

Catwoman doesn't call names, but Red Robin realizes who she's talking about.

clown.

Within half a year, he and Robin had destroyed the criminal plans of Gotham's high-end criminals such as Riddler, Penguin, and Two-Face several times, and then the crime king of Gotham had hardly made any noise during this half-year.

He was so eerily quiet.

"I see." Red Robin nodded. "I'll be keeping an eye out for what's going on in Gotham."

Catwoman throws something to Red Robin, who catches it.That's a chip.

"This is the clues collected by my informant during this period. It contains his contact information."

Red Robin nodded. "Thank you," he said.

Catwoman started the motorcycle.The locomotive's engine roared loudly.

"Little devil." Catwoman looked at Red Robin before leaving. "I miss him very much." After that, she quickly left Black Alley without looking back.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Catwoman, Red Robin said in a barely audible voice for a while:

"Me too."

No one could have imagined that before the clown did it, someone would do it one step ahead of him.

On a normal afternoon, a voice came over the radio above Gotham:

"Hello everyone in Gotham. I am your old friend, Jonathan Klein. Maybe you are all familiar with my other name, Scarecrow."

The people of Gotham reacted quickly. When this voice appeared on the radio, they already knew what to do under the guidance of various criminal incidents-they ran back home screaming and locked the door. And the windows are locked tightly.

Tim happens to be in the Batcave at this time.He turned on the TV, and there was a scarecrow's face in it.

The Scarecrow is now in a police station in Gotham.

"This year is really unlucky," murmured the Scarecrow. "The satellites are basically destroyed. I searched for a long time before I found such a place where radio and video images can still be broadcast."

In the distance, a guard with a leg injury was crawling towards the scarecrow in an attempt to stop the criminal's farce, but he was quickly discovered by the scarecrow.The Scarecrow casually picked up the gun on the table and shot the officer dead.The police officer's blood spattered to the lower right corner of the screen.

"Sorry, I was interrupted." It seemed that everything just now was just an illusion, and there was no wave in the tone of the shocking criminal. "Anyway, I came here today to tell you some good news. Someone gave me some toys from alien planets."

The Scarecrow squinted his eyes excitedly.

"Did you know? I found that these little toys can enhance my fear gas, and I can't wait to see how the new fear gas is applied to you."

The scarecrow came out of the screen, there was a scream, it was a woman.

"Please, please, don't kill me, I still have a child, she is still young..."

The Scarecrow mercilessly dragged the red-haired policewoman into front of the camera.The lady was in tears and her makeup was a mess.

"Like this..." The Scarecrow grabbed the woman's red hair and held a bottle of reagent under her nose.The woman struggled, but the smell was still in her nose.Not long after, blood gushed out from the woman's nose and mouth.

"No...no..." Her eyes were dull, as if she had seen something, "Jennifer...you can't..."

Then, she vomited a big mouthful of blood.The lens was already filled with blood at this time.He vaguely saw the figure of the woman lying on the ground and twitching.

Tim slammed his fist on the marble table next to him.His hands were scratched by shattered tiles and spilled blood.

"That's right." The Scarecrow laughed. "I stashed 10 of these gadgets in various locations throughout Gotham. When they exploded in unison, no one could escape my fear gas."

"It's 6:2 p.m. sharp, and you still have [-] hours, people of Gotham, please enjoy my latest fear gas."

Everyone in Gotham was immersed in fear.They frantically ran towards the suspension bridge connecting Gotham to the metropolis - in the past, the people of Gotham didn't bother to go to other cities, but now they have no choice.

Staying in Gotham is a dead end.

This time, there is no Batman to save them.

metropolis

Mayor's Office

"Mr. Luthor." The blond secretary looked anxiously at their mayor who had been in office for half a year. "Something seems to have happened in Gotham now, and now the people of Gotham are running to the metropolis."

"Blow up the drawbridge." Luther said coldly.

"But!" The secretary's eyes widened, "Those people on the suspension bridge will die!"

Under the suspension bridge is the rushing river. Without any rescue, there is a high probability of drowning if you fall.

"I said, blow up the drawbridge," Luther said. "If you put these guys in, everything I've done for the Mets for the past six months will collapse."

"No one can protect them." Luther walked to the large French windows in his office and looked out at the scenery.In the distance, the golden-red sun is setting from the other end of the suspension bridge connecting Metropolis and Gotham. "They can only wish for luck."

When the people of Gotham ran towards the metropolis frantically, they found that the metropolis had dispatched special police. They were silent, standing on the side of the metropolis holding riot shields in full battle.

"What are you doing!" Gotham's crowd was frantically rushing over, pounced on the shield wall, the crowd was so large that the special police officers holding the shield took a step back, "Let us pass!"

"Orders from the mayor," said a man holding a megaphone. "Gotham people, return to your city! I'll give you 10 minutes, after 10 minutes, this bridge will be blown up!"

The crowd was in a stalemate, no one was willing to retreat, and there was a dead end in front and behind.

More and more demolition vehicles drove near the suspension bridge, and the people of Gotham realized that the metropolis was real—some people had left the suspension bridge, but the vast majority of people were still standing on the suspension bridge.

"Head," a policeman cautiously looked at the person holding the loudspeaker, "The blasting team is ready."

The man with the megaphone clenched his fist.He took out the walkie-talkie from his chest.

"The special police retreated and started blasting one minute after the retreat was completed."

"Boom—" The explosives on the side of the suspension bridge exploded at the same time, making a loud noise.Many Gotham people who failed to retreat were killed, the suspension bridge collapsed instantly, and more and more people fell into the rushing river.

A huge mushroom cloud appeared above the suspension bridge, and the huge smoke covered the setting sun.

The wailing of people came one after another in the river.More and more people shouted "Batman save me!" and were swept away by the rushing river. After more than a minute, there was no sound in the river.

"How could Batman save you?" The police officer who had just directed the explosion looked at the collapsed suspension bridge with neither sad nor happy expression. "We've been calling Superman for a year."

The world's most compassionate superhero can't even hear people's cries anymore.