Superhero Exchange System [Comprehensive British and American]

Inside the Batcave

Tim and Alfred saw what happened on the suspension bridge today in the monitoring room of the Batcave.

They watched people fall into the rushing river like fallen leaves, watched people struggle and cry for help, and watched those who struggled and cried for help never emerged from the water.

"God..." Cloudy tears flowed from Alfred's eyes and fell on the monitor's console.He'd worked so long for Batman and he'd never felt so exhausted as he did today.

Tim clenched his fists.He forced himself to take his attention away from the picture of the drawbridge. Commissioner Gordon had sent his men to salvage Gotham citizens who might still be alive.

They have more important things to do.If the ten gas bombs hidden in Gotham by the Scarecrow are not found, all the citizens of Gotham will be turned into corpses tonight.

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Tim tried his best to observe all the information of the camera, trying to find clues to the scarecrow gas bomb.It's now been an hour since the Scarecrow's preview, but they - he, Chief Gordon and Catwoman, even Poison Ivy have joined their search, but so far they've only destroyed 2 gas bombs.

Tim used the equipment in the Batcave to analyze the composition of the gas bomb, and there are several components in it that are far beyond the cognition of the current human society—the permeability of the poison this time is also much higher than that of any previous gas bomb of Scarecrow.

Poison does not simply penetrate the respiratory system. Apart from the respiratory system, this strange poison can also act on the surface of the human body with great molecular permeability—in other words, even airtight buildings cannot isolate the volatilization of poisonous gas.The only thing they can do is to dismantle the other gas bombs as soon as possible.

"James, ask your men to search the warehouse at No. 88, Rector Street." Tim commanded, "The Poison Ivy has detected an anomaly, and there may be a gas bomb installed there. Have you caught the Scarecrow?"

"No." Commissioner Gordon responded.In the first moment after the Scarecrow's announcement, the wireless channel from the Batcave invaded his wireless device domineeringly.That's probably Red Robin, who's been called "James" from the start. But Commissioner Gordon doesn't care about that either.He knew that Batman and Robin had far more eyeliners than they had, and it was their best choice to follow his instructions at this time.

"I'll send someone to check it out right away," Director Gordon responded.

Meanwhile, a signal comes in on Tim's radio.He picked it up.

The signal originated from Catwoman's informant, Thomas Sturt, who was engaged in transportation.Sturt used to be a subordinate of the Penguin, and left the organization because he couldn't bear the Penguin's killing for pleasure.

"Red Robin," Sturt said, "I might have found the gang that planted the scarecrow's bomb."

"Where is it?" Tim asked quietly.

"32 John Street."

"I'll be right there." Tim stood up. "Ah Fu, when I'm away, help me continue to check the monitor."

"Okay, Master Timothy." Alfred responded.He watched Tim put on his red Robin uniform, drive the Batmobile, and leave the Batcave very quickly.

"God..." Alfred murmured looking at Tim's leaving back, "Please protect Gotham, and please bless Master Timothy for his safe return."

Tim hurried to John Street.On the way, Commissioner Gordon told him that he had found the gas bomb in the Rector block and destroyed it.

Tim glanced at the time.

19: 10.

Fifty minutes before the Scarecrow's two-hour forecast, they failed to dismantle seven gas bombs.

At 32 John Street stands an iron bungalow.It was dark everywhere, and the street lamps glowed dimly a kilometer away.

As soon as he got off the Batmobile, Tim saw Ster squatting beside him.

"I also talked to Catwoman." Ster whispered, his eyes wandering, looking nervously at the iron gate from time to time. "She will come over in a while. But she is too far away, it will take more than 10 minutes."

"It's too late." Tim glanced at the time. "How many people are there? What equipment is there?"

"8 people, went in 20 minutes ago. Everyone is equipped with a T-92****. There seem to be 2 more."

Tim stuck a circular button to the iron door of the room.He adjusted the channel of the monitor, but the iron door was too thick, and there was only a vague "thrilling" sound from the wiretapping facility.

"Get out of the way".Tim said without looking back.Ster retreated to the distance, Tim expertly stuck the small gun on the door, ignited the fuse, and rolled down to the nearby grass.

"boom--"

The airflow from the explosion of the small bomb knocked down the iron door of the house, and Tim put on a gas mask and rushed into the house amidst the smoke.

The moment he burst into the house, Tim already sensed that something was wrong.Tim's heart tightened and he was about to leave the room when a cold gun was pressed against his head.

"Let's do a simple puzzle. Guess who I am?" said the person behind Tim briskly.

Riddler.

Tim clenched his fists, his nails digging into the flesh.

The Riddler ripped off Tim's gas mask and confiscated his communicator along the way.

"Ster is one of yours? No...he worked for Catwoman a long time ago. You threatened him? With his daughter?" Tim's mind was spinning rapidly.When using ster's eyeliner, his background investigation had already been made clear.It is impossible for Sturt to betray them easily, and he is definitely not someone who can be bribed with money.

He was still careless.During this critical time, he should have taken over and protected Ster's daughter under his command.

"That's a good guess. The Scarecrow promised him that if he tricked you in, he would let his daughter live tonight." The Riddler praised him, and he laughed.

"You know what? Batman's four Robins, I like you the most. After all, you are the smartest and can solve the riddle I left behind, so let's guess another riddle? What do you and Batman watch?" see, and..."

"I don't have time to play damn word games with you!" Tim shouted, "Edward Nygma, listen, the outcome of the scarecrow gas bomb is beyond anyone's control, even you may die !"

Riddler laughed.

"Don't be so impatient." He smacked his lips, "Listen to me, you and Batman can see anything, but me and the Scarecrow can't?"

Before Tim could open his mouth, the Riddler couldn't wait to announce the answer.

"It's death." The Riddler opened his eyes wide, full of fanaticism. "We won't die, do you think we have no way out?"

Tim was about to say something, but something heavy hit the back of his head and he fell hard to the floor.Blood trickled down his forehead and pooled in a small pool on the floor.

A scarecrow emerges from the shadows.He held the Riddler's cane in his hand.At the tip of the cane, Tim's blood dripped onto the floor.

"You talk too much." He looked at Riddler. "I'm dying after this brat. Got 'that thing'?"

"In the car" the Riddler responded.He looked at Red Robin with a look of pity.

"Let's go." The Scarecrow stepped out of the door, followed by the Riddler.The Scarecrow looked at the Riddler, who shrugged, lit the match, and threw it on the floor.

The flames sprang up quickly.

"I kind of like him," the Riddler grunted. "Unfortunately, goodbye, Red Robin."

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Thick smoke rushed into Tim's lungs, and he coughed and choked.With the sound of coughing and choking, he slowly woke up.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with a sea of ​​flames.

Tim tried to move, but his hands and feet were bound.The beeper has also been crushed to the floor.Tim slipped a pocket knife from his cuff - since Jason's death, Batman has kept every Robin since Jason's death, just in case.

Khan fell from Tim's forehead, and before it hit the ground, it had been vaporized by the flames.The flames had reached his feet, Tim was seriously injured, and he inhaled a lot of smoke. He was almost unable to hold on, and in desperation, he inserted the small knife into his right palm!The pain in his hands brought Tim a sense of sobriety, so the speed at which he cut the rope gradually slowed down.

He could hardly see clearly.

At this moment, a black figure rushed towards him at the door.

"Batman?" Tim murmured.

It's Catwoman.

Catwoman dragged Tim away from the fire scene, and when she came to a safe area, she quickly helped Tim remove the rope tied around his wrist and ankle.

Tim struggled to get to the Batmobile, took out adrenaline, and injected it into his body!

The adrenaline made Tim sober up a lot in an instant.He looked at the time, it was 19:30, half an hour before the explosion.

"Now only 4 gas bombs have been found, I'm afraid it's too late." Catwoman said worriedly.

Taking a deep breath, Tim used the wireless on the Batmobile to contact Commissioner Gordon.

"James," said Red Robin, "start Plan B."

Bat people always have a backup plan.

An hour ago, Director Gordon and Tim had already arranged a follow-up plan.Commissioner Gordon mobilized all the flying and nautical equipment they could use—including all the Wayne Group transport equipment in Gotham dispatched by Red Robin.Planes parked every five blocks, and ships approached Gotham Harbor.

The police station was fully mobilized, and they mobilized all their manpower to organize the people of Gotham to board the ship in an orderly manner.

"Why can't I! Why don't you let me board the boat!!!" An angry man grabbed the policeman by the collar and shouted, "Let me board the boat! Do I deserve to die?"

"Sorry." The police/police said coldly, "The superior ordered that women, children and medical personnel board the ship first." The police/police took out the gun. "Please do not disobey orders."

The man looked at the policemen like a city wall in disbelief.

"Absurd! Absurd!" he exclaimed. "What about you? You lackeys of the government, do you want to evacuate to a safe area with them?"

"Sir." The police officer looked at him. "Gotham is the land where I was born and raised. I will not evacuate. Tonight, I will live and die with him."

19:45

The planes already full of people began to evacuate in an orderly manner.The ship has also sounded its horn and is about to leave the harbour.

All vehicles are headed for the depths of the ocean—there is no place for refugees from Gotham right now except the sea and the sky.

There are too few means of transportation, and they can only carry less than half of Gotham's population at most.Many people watched the helicopters and ships go away, cursing angrily on the ground.

The nerves of all the guards have reached a breaking point.They have never been so tired as they are today, they have to decide the life and death of people - they have blocked countless people.And those who were blocked by them, I am afraid that they will die with them tonight.

Gotham alleys.

Red Robin is still relentlessly searching for clues to the gas bomb.At this time, there was a voice on his wireless.

"Red Robin." It was Commissioner Gordon. "Bad news. Our ships and planes can't leave Gotham."

Red Robin's eyes widened.

"What do you mean?" He asked eagerly, "Why?"

"When the ship is about to sail out of the territorial waters, there seems to be an invisible wall blocking the front. The same is true for the planes. We cannot sail out of Gotham's territorial waters and airspace."

At this time, the scarecrow's voice came from the Gotham city radio again, and spread throughout the deserted streets and alleys of Gotham.

"You actually want to run away." The Scarecrow said angrily. "No one can escape. Let me tell you, in addition to the poison gas in outer space, I also got a gadget from outer space. From tonight, Gotham can only enter and cannot exit."

"Alfred!" Red Robin ordered eagerly. "launch missile!"

Two missiles rise from the Batcave.However, when it rose to mid-air, the missile was blocked by invisible objects and could no longer rise.

"Boom—" The missile exploded in the sky, and the diffuse smoke outlined an oval shape that sealed Gotham's barrier.

19:55

There is no hope left for Gotham.

"Director Gordon." Red Robin clenched his fists.Tears slid down his mask and fell to his feet.

"Listen, bring everyone to the Batcave," Red Robin's voice was extremely weak. "It can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The location of the Bat Cave is Wayne Manor."

Commissioner Gordon paused, shocked by the news.Then he said slowly and heavily:

"Son. Are you Timothy Drake?"

Red Robin was silent.Commissioner Gordon sighed.

"Tim," Gordon said. "The time is only 5 minutes, even the nearest plane is too late. Boy, you stay hidden."

"If you are alive, the world still has hope."

"No...James...no..." Red Robin, Tim Drake cried bitterly. "No……"

Gotham

20:00

Six gas bombs exploded at the same time.Yellow poisonous gas filled every corner of the city.