[Zhongyingmei] Don't panic, I can still live!

When Jason's flight to Addis Ababa finally took off, Henry Duka, hiding somewhere in Gotham, received a text message that Robin had departed.

"What is Bruce Wayne doing?" he asked.

Someone in the shadow of the room answered him: "He is being interviewed in the reception room of the Wayne Group."

Henry Duka dialed the mobile phone in his hand, and the phone in the Arkham duty room rang.

"Let's go," he said.

The clown put away his poker, took out a Joker card, put it on his lips and kissed it.Then the corners of his mouth opened, revealing a creepy smile.

Arkham's siren suddenly rang through Naihe Island.

Bruce was wearing a casual suit, his shirt had two buttons undone at random, and he was reclining on the sofa in an extremely comfortable posture. It was obviously a very impolite manner for receiving guests, but Bruce did it without feeling offended.

The female reporter sitting across from him even blushed the whole time.If she hadn't prepared the outline of the interview in advance, facing such a Bruce Wayne, she might not be able to ask a single question.

"Then, Mr. Wayne..." The female reporter settled down and started the next question according to the outline.

"Oh, sweetheart, I have reminded you many times throughout the interview, please call me Bruce." Bruce interrupted him impolitely, looking affectionately at the opposite female reporter with his cobalt blue eyes.

"Well, well, Bruce, may I ask..."

Just when she was about to continue, Bruce's cell phone rang suddenly.

She remembered that at the beginning of the interview, Bruce seemed to have turned off the phone on purpose, so she looked at Bruce with some doubts.

The handsome President Wayne suddenly suppressed all his smiles, he gave her a pause gesture, and then took out another mobile phone.

"Hey?"

Bruce Wayne stood up and walked to the window. The reporter could only see his tall and straight back, but could no longer see his expression.

"I see." After that, he hung up the phone.

"Sorry, Ms. Addison, the child got into trouble at school. The teacher asked me to go to school immediately. Today's interview can only be here first. Leave your business card and I will ask the secretary to arrange another time for you. , in order to compensate, I will give you one more hour of interview time." While speaking, he picked up the landline and called the secretary.

The capable assistant quickly pushed the door open and invited him out politely.

"Uh..." The female reporter wanted to say as she walked out, my name is not Addison, but Alison...

But this President Wayne, who was affectionate just now, has turned around and left through another door of the reception room.The reporter looked at his disappearing back and thought, how could there be a teacher calling to invite parents during the holiday? Bruce Wayne was as arrogant as everyone said, and he was not even willing to find a more real reason for perfunctory.

Bruce Wayne plugged his ears back into his ears.

"go on."

"A riot broke out in Arkham, someone destroyed the drug equipment there from the inside, and some felons have escaped from prison." Alfred dutifully reported the current situation to him.

Bruce directly asked the question he wanted to know the most: "Has the clown escaped from prison?"

Alfred said, "No."

"Adjust the monitoring. Confirm the authenticity of the monitoring. I will set off immediately and put Robin on standby."

Alfred on the other end of the call was quiet for a while before saying, "This is another thing I want to tell you. Master Jason has left Gotham."

Bruce froze for a moment, "What?"

The housekeeper sighed inaudibly: "When I went to tidy up his room today, I saw the note he left. He said he would leave Gotham for a while, but he didn't say where he was going."

"Locate his current location."

Alfred looked at the red dot moving at high speed over the Pacific Ocean and replied: "I'm afraid he is on the plane now, and his mobile phone is left in the bedroom, but the distance from the coordinates to Gotham, compared with the airline's schedule Estimated flight, he may have boarded the plane to Addis Ababa.

Bruce started the car engine and drove towards the Batcave.

"What's he doing in the Middle East?" Bruce asked.

"I'm afraid you will have to wait for him to tell you when he contacts us."

Bruce thought for a few seconds, and put the question aside temporarily.

"I'm at the Batcave in five minutes," he said.

"Got it." Alfred replied.Then, the butler tentatively asked, "Do you need to notify Master Dick for support?"

Bruce quickly answered him, "No need."

"Okay." Alfred temporarily closed the line.

Bruce dialed James Gordon's phone while driving, but strangely, no one answered the other party.

This is something that never happened.A faint feeling of uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart.He stepped on the accelerator, didn't even care about running through several red lights, and arrived at the Batcave at the fastest speed.

His mobile phone kept calling Director Gordon, and at the same time contacted Batgirl with a communicator, but Batgirl also lost contact.

It took Bruce just 3 minutes from changing his uniform to driving the Batmobile out of the Batcave again.

"Penny one, put me in touch with Dick."

"receive."

Fortunately, Dick's cell phone was quickly connected.

"Ah Fu? I saw on the Internet that something happened to Arkham. I was about to call you. I was already on my way back." Dick was surrounded by noisy voices.

"Dick."

Batman took the comm.

"B?" Dick asked in surprise. "He originally wanted to play cute with Ah Fu, so that he wouldn't tell Bruce that he would also participate, but he didn't expect to hear his voice in the blink of an eye, and he felt a little guilty.

"Go to Director Gordon's house and see, James and Barbara have lost contact."

At this time, he no longer insisted on not letting Dick participate, and ordered directly.

"What?!" Dick screamed, and immediately responded, "I'll go right away."

Batman paused and said, "Don't forget to hide your identity."

"I see."

"What are your plans?" Dick asked next.

"I'm going to Arkham, and I want to see for myself if the Joker is still there," he replied.

When Dick returned to Wayne Manor, he took out a not very delicate black tight uniform from his suitcase, took a deep breath, put it on, and finally dug out the uniform he wore from Robin's time. Cover your face with the domino mask you wear.

"Master Dick, the authority of the Batcave is temporarily open to you." A Fu said in the communication.

"Understood, I'll be right there." He left the bedroom, and the blue eagle-shaped block on the front of the black bodysuit flashed away in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Ah Fu looked sideways at Dick who was walking towards him, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

"I thought you would put on the Robin uniform again, after all, didn't you take away your original one?" Ah Fu said.

Dick smiled: "Robin is someone else, and I have grown up too."

"What's your name?"

"Nightwing," Dick said, "Call me Nightwing."

A Fu threw him a car key: "Okay, Ye Yi, let's go."

Ye Yi pressed the lock, and the lights of a modified sports car with pure black paint flashed. Although it was not as cool as the Batmobile, it still looked very powerful.He got in the car and looked at the dashboard, started the engine and rushed out of the Batcave.

In the middle of Nemo's consultation, the patients who had been queuing up suddenly rioted, and then everyone started to leave in a panic, and the alley was full of voices calling for children to go home.Nemo subconsciously looked up at the wall clock, it was not yet four o'clock.

After the person who was asking the doctor left, he flipped through the appointment records of at least 10 patients in his hand, looked at the empty waiting area, and then turned on the news website on his phone to see what happened to Gotham.

Well, the madmen of Arkham are going on vacation again.

Nemo sighed silently, and simply closed the door.

He was a little worried about Jason, so he kept refreshing the social platform to see if anyone could take pictures of Batman and his assistants who appeared during the day.Too bad he got nothing.

Then he remembered that Jason had borrowed his spare phone today, so he tried to make a call.

Great, the number you dialed is out of service area.

He kept saying that he didn't want to participate in the life of the vigilante, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

Now we can only hope that Batman can keep his word and don't let Jason get involved in too dangerous things.

What's more, fortunately, Jason still has his protective charm, no matter how bad he is, he can be rescued like Dick when Jason is in great danger.

Thinking of this, Nemo felt a little relieved.

However, with the current situation, Dick, who is still spending his summer vacation in Gotham, should not stand by and watch. He should call to care about him.

After calling Dick, he didn't say too much to himself, he just told the doctor to close the door early, pay attention to safety, and he had something to do, so he didn't talk about it for now.

Hey, this brat.

But hearing that Dick was in good condition, Nemo was half relieved.

These are old vigilantes, do you need to worry about yourself, a doctor who fights the five scum?Nemo complained to himself in his heart.

Batman raced through the corridors of Arkham to the deepest level where the Joker was held.

Across the door, the clown was sitting there without any difference, playing with poker on the table.

"open the door."

There was a creaking sound, and Batman approached the Joker and sat down across from him.

He first looked down at the cards on the table, it was 24 points.

The person on the opposite side turned over four cards one after another, mumbling something, and beside the four stacks of cards, randomly threw a fake card.

Batman turned his gaze to the ghost card and asked, "Where's the Joker?"

The man on the opposite side opened his mouth and showed a bloody smile. He pointed to the joke cards on the table, and then pointed to himself: "Isn't it here?"

Batman stood up abruptly, grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him in front of him.

He tightly grasped the face that was very close to him with his fingers, and the pale oil paint slid with his knuckles, revealing the original skin color of the person opposite.

He let out a scream of pain, but the oil paint fixed his expression on that terrifying smile.

"Bruce Wayne, you are going to lose."

After the man disguised as a clown finished speaking, all the muscles in his body began to twitch unnaturally.

Batman immediately pinched his cheek and forced his mouth open.But it was too late.A whiff of bitter almonds* leaked from the man's forced open mouth, and he stopped breathing.

The police and staff waiting at the door rushed in immediately.

"Batman! You killed the Joker!" they exclaimed.

Batman pushed the dead impostor away, his cape lifted by the wind as he turned.

"He's not a clown."

After that, he lost track.

The author says:

□□ smells like bitter almonds. The poisoning is generally acute poisoning. After poisoning, the clinical manifestations are directly related to the concentration of □□ contacted. High concentrations of □□ can cause death within a few seconds to 5 minutes, commonly known as electric shock-like death.

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