[Comprehensive British and American] Backbones League

This time Salas entered Arkham for the first time - as a prisoner.

Salas had his hands tied behind his back, and the police escorting him stood behind him, including Commissioner Gordon.

Gordon looked at Salas's back with an extremely complicated expression. Others didn't know it, but he now knew that the man in front of him was Bruce's son, one of the bodies of Sarah Wayne.

"Actually, there's no need to be so nervous." Salas said very relaxedly, "Since I've been caught, I won't run away."

He said so, but no one believed that he would not escape.

This disappointed Salas because they didn't believe him.

Along the way, he met many old friends, including the black mask he beat up before.

"Hey, Black Mask, haven't you been imprisoned in Blackgate Prison this time? To be honest, Arkham's environment is much better than Blackgate Prison." He casually teased Black Mask, completely ignoring Black Mask's face that suddenly darkened.

On the way, he also met several people, both acquaintances and enemies. They were bored anyway, so Salas teased them one by one.

He didn't expect his cell to be so deep, maybe he was with the clown?

As Bruce's own son, Bruce's defense against him really made him... happy.

"Do I have any cellmates in Arkham?" Salas asked the policeman behind him.

The police didn't answer, and there was an unwritten rule of being a correctional officer in Arkham—don't pay attention to those crazy people.

Don't listen to them, don't think about what they say, and don't even look at them if you can.

Salas didn't know those regulations, but this didn't prevent him from tasting his refusal from the prison guard's attitude.

It's so sad.

I'm afraid he's going to have a very difficult time when no one cares about him, and he doesn't like that.

In these limited days, he also had to find some fun for himself.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Salas obediently entered the cell, and obediently watched the jailer lock the door.

Arkham's guards will never let down their vigilance because of his cuteness. In fact, every lunatic who enters Arkham starts out as well-behaved as Salas. This performance is no longer enough after the lunatics kill a few jailers. to gain anyone's trust.

Salas is just the fish in the pond that hurts the fish in the pond.

But he doesn't care if anyone trusts him.

When he entered Arkham, he thought about many things, but neither Bruce nor Peter understood.

They didn't understand what Sarah Wayne was thinking.

Salas crossed his legs and sat on the bed against the wall.

"Saras..."

"Hush——" Salas raised his finger, put it on his lips, and made a silent gesture, "Don't call me by my name, call me a magician, if you don't want to expose Bat's identity because of this small mistake In terms of identity."

Director Gordon, who participated in the escort this time, kept his mouth shut.

Only then did Salas close his eyes again in satisfaction, and leaned against the wall to take a nap.

However, Gordon did not leave. He paused and watched Salas in the cell close his eyes, as if he was finally getting ready to rest, so he couldn't help but say, "Magician..."

But when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

What do you say?Ask Salas why he became what he is now?Ask him why he insists on being a vicious villain despite being the son of Batman?

Or ask him, is it because he has always kept in mind that he is Batman's son?

Gordon can't ask, this is a matter for the Bat family, Salas will not answer him, and neither will Batman.

So he just called out to Salas, paused, and said, "Be careful."

Then he shook his head and left.

Arkham is full of bats or lunatics who were caught because of bats, Salas really needs to pay attention to safety.

After Gordon left, Salas, who was leaning against the wall, slowly opened his eyes and let out a disdainful sneer.

These are good people.

In the next few days, Salas behaved as if he was really harmless to humans and animals.

He stayed in the cell obediently and never went out except for a fixed time, never made trouble or used violence.He also took the initiative to accept treatment from a psychiatrist. Compared with other lunatics, his behavior is the same as that of a normal person.

Even when everyone in Arkham was afraid and guarded against these lunatics, after a few days, he managed to capture the favor of most people in Arkham. Everyone had a strange idea——it was Batman who caught the madmen. Wrong person, a magician never kills or hurts anyone, he is only very painful in front of a villain, he doesn't even want to be a villain, he just has a psychological problem and can't control himself, but he has always been With effort, he is different from other villains.

He has a special charm, although he doesn't want to admit it, but that charm is very similar to Bruce Wayne.

With such a charm, although his monitoring is still there, he has much more time for free activities.

Especially when they heard some news about the relationship between Salas and Batman one day, they looked at Salas with a lot of shock.

Salas was granted a visitation opportunity.

"I thought you wouldn't come, Oswald." Salas looked at the opposite penguin with a half-smile, and by the way greeted the riddle beside the penguin, "Hi, Edward, I thought you were leaving I would be caught immediately by the bat, and I didn't expect to be able to stay here."

"Bats don't catch innocent people, magician." Nygma said casually, "It's better to say, I really didn't expect you to be caught in Arkham, my dear, after all, I thought you would be caught once the critical moment came." You can give up your body at that time and choose to escape."

Salas shook his head and said helplessly: "There is no way, Edward, it's because of love, I think you should have heard some rumors."

"Of course it's because of those rumors that Oswald and I came here." Nygma said with a smile, "It's hard for you to deceive us."

Salas folded his hands, put his hands under his chin and said helplessly: "I have no choice, Edward. After all, if you know that I am the son of Batman, how can you believe me?"

"So it's real?" Penguin said.

"I'm sorry, Oswald, but this is indeed the truth. After all, I asked someone to release the news." Salas said with a smile, "Unfortunately, I'm not a Robin boy."

"You are a magician, a villain magician." Oswald said, "Is it you who released the news? Did you know that the news you asked someone to release will kill you? Many people who have hatred against Batman now People are clamoring to kill you in Arkham, and before long everyone in Arkham will know that you are the son of their most hated Batman."

"Are you concerned about me, Oswald? Are you concerned about whether I will die in Arkham?" Salas said with a half-smile, "I am so touched, Oswald."

"I'm just curious about why the son of the bat became like this." Oswald snorted, "I can tell if you are a bat cub. Bat cubs are not so crazy."

Salas laughed.

He could see that the Penguin was angry, but that anger probably stemmed from his deception to the Penguin, not because of his identity.

"Thank you, Oswald, if you say like some people that I am Batman's undercover agent deliberately placed in the villain's circle, I will probably throw up." Salas made a vomiting motion, "After all, I just don't want to Kill people, not for the bottom line of some hero."

Automatically, his and Batman's identities began to be exposed among the villains. Many villains like to associate his not killing with Batman's not killing, and then say he is some kind of decent undercover.

Please, they can think of such a mentally retarded idea?Is this really worthy of being Batman's opponent?

Hearing these news, Salas almost died laughing.

If Nygma or Oswald had thought the same about him, he'd probably not only laugh but spit.

Fortunately, Oswald seemed to scoff at the notion as well.

"I'm afraid you are not safe in Arkham." Oswald said, "If necessary, I can find someone for you to prove that you are already well, so that you can come out of Arkham."

Salas stroked his chin and said softly: "Oswald, do you think I can't find a way if I want to go out? Legal or illegal, I can find a thousand, and now... I just I just don't want to go out."

He held his chin, and there were things he wouldn't tell anyone, of course, like everyone thought he was crazy for exposing his relationship with Batman - he was already crazy.

So they don't understand him.

Salas came out of the room where he had met the riddle, waving his arms.

The guard who led him back to the cell held a gun and walked ahead without saying a word.

This is a newly sent newcomer,

"Actually, you don't need to guard against me like this. I'm just an ordinary villain." Salas smiled weakly. "You know I never kill people because my father is Batman. Yes, my father is Batman." Batman, that's why he sent me here, I... I don't want to hurt anyone, but what to do, I've got some contamination, I can't physically control myself to hurt others. I don't want to, that's why Those who took the initiative to enter Arkham."

Salas quickened his pace slightly, from following the police officer to standing beside him.

Such behavior is not allowed, because no one knows how horrible things will happen when these villains get close.

However, Salas did this, but none of them told him to roll back to the original place.

Because Salas is telling the truth, everyone knows that magicians don't kill people, plus he is Batman's son...

"You will be cured, Mr. Magician." The police officer raised his head slightly, and he was naturally attracted by Salas' gentle tone.

Salas became a miserable, restrained good man in their eyes.

It's ridiculous, but Salas has the ability to be very likable when he wants someone to like him.

"Thank you." Salas replied gently.

He was taken to the free range area.

Sometimes American prisons are really ridiculous. They are obviously extremely dangerous lunatics, but they can always have some free time.

As if they still had human rights, as if they were still good people.

Salas found it particularly ridiculous, but he would not refuse it, after all, he was not the lunatic who wanted to save Gotham.

He thought about it casually, and then sat quietly in the corner.

Today's Arkham is not quiet at all, I don't know if it's his illusion or these people really have ulterior motives for him——

"Magician." There were shocking scars on the bare skin under Arkham's white hospital gown. Salas raised his head and looked at the hideous criminal Victor Zas with a gentle expression. Zas There was a lot of excitement in his eyes when he looked at him, and he licked his lower lip, as if he was excited about what was going to happen next.

"It's been a long time, Magician, I'm very grateful for the last time you helped me escape from prison." Zas said hypocritically.

Salas thought to himself, it's a pity that you were arrested one by one.

"But I never thought that you would be the son of Batman..." Zas licked his tongue, "Is your father so cruel? Tsk tsk, it's a pity for the magician, even if you helped me once, but your father The matter of arresting us is probably still on your shoulders."

"Really?" Sara stomped his chin. "Actually, you don't even need to remember me helping you. You just need to remember that Batman captured you, Victor Zas."