God made me miserable

After ten years, Gotham once again ushered in vicious incidents.

"How?" Blizzard affected Gotham's traffic and the operation of various municipal facilities.Even if government workers work overtime, it is still difficult to resist the power of nature.

"Can't get in touch." A detective from the police station hurried into the chief's office.On a snowstorm night, everyone in the police station sticks to their posts except those who go out on patrol.The news that just came in really worried them. "Chief, the 19th team that went out to patrol did not respond." The two-person team number 19 needed to patrol the block not far from the police headquarters building, so when they failed to report back immediately, no one responded. care.

Everyone in the police station thought that the two police officers might have been tripped by citizens who went out in the snowstorm, or they were helping the municipal staff to coordinate.

After all, the area that the other party needed to inspect was too close to the police station, so close that no one would think that something had happened.

"How long has it been since they lost contact?" Gordon heard the news just after he had dealt with a group of robbers who tried to rob a jewelry store without taking off their coats. "Is there no response from the intercom and the mobile phone?" Even if the mobile phone signal is lost, the police communication equipment is in the car, and the two police officers should not lose contact.

"It's been almost an hour." The detective who stayed behind wanted to send someone out to look for him, but he couldn't act because he was worried that the headquarters would be empty.Fortunately, the director finally brought someone back.

"Send a team, no, two teams, to the section of the road they are patrolling." Still feeling cold, Gordon did not take off his coat, "The people from the municipal government are on the street, they should be helping to deal with any emergency... ..."

"Director!" Someone rushed in suddenly, "Something happened! Something happened at the Wayne Hotel!"

"what?!"

"They asked the government to prepare 500 million cash, otherwise they would kill a hostage every half hour." The news from the hotel was disturbing.

"In such a blizzard, they should know that it is impossible for us to spend 500 million in such a short period of time." Gordon took off his glasses and looked at the policeman who had been beaten beyond recognition and was released by the terrorists to deliver the letter. . "When you were caught by them, what else did you see?" Compared to other police officers who were only worried about the Wayne Hotel being occupied by terrorists, James Gordon, who knew Batman's true identity, was now frightened .

The Wayne Hotel was taken over by terrorists?And what about Bruce Wayne?

But the old director must be calm.

"The municipal staff on the main...main road." The police officer who was released reported the news to the chief with difficulty, "The ones in front of the Wayne Hotel...are now theirs." As for the real staff, now Almost all have been killed.That's why he and his partner fell for it. "The first floor of the hotel is...all...all hostages."

"Director, the guest list is out!" Someone brought the list of guests who dined and stayed at the Wayne Hotel today.

"The chief judge, the congressman, the president of the bank, this is a female star..." Not counting the tourists who came to Gotham for tourism, the Gotham locals on the list gave the police a headache. "If these people are killed..." If they can't resolve this matter satisfactorily today, not only will their police career be over, but more importantly, after the incident is revealed, Gotham will definitely be labeled as the city of demons again.

Last time, it took all the people of Gotham 10 years to make Gotham see hope again.Are they going to use the next 10 years to prove themselves?

"Director!" A police officer squeezed in from outside, "Watch TV!"

Gordon waved to his men to turn on the TV, and his heart began to sink—Bruce Wayne was also in the hotel, but now there was no movement.He had to prepare for the worst.

and……

"This group of bastards actually broadcast live on the Internet?!" The terrorists actually broadcast the attack live on the Internet in real time.

"How did they subdue so many guests silently?" In the screen intercepted by the news channel, the guests lying motionless in the hall were lined up by the terrorists.

"Dark Ball..." Gordon finally understood why Batman neither contacted him nor showed up.

"what?!"

The cold handcuffs were almost tightly received, and Zoe could feel the pain of the hard metal stuck firmly on her wrist.This secret room belonging to Batman is not too big or small, and from the direction Bruce Wayne just left, it seems that this secret room has more than one entrance and exit.

"Bruce Wayne, wait for me! I will definitely settle accounts with you!" Zooey shouted angrily in the direction Batman left.

"Zoe, are you okay?" the system asked worriedly.

"Okay, I can't be better." Zoe, who had never been treated like this before, was about to explode.She kindly helped Batman get the antidote, and then what?Has she become the other party's prisoner?

Bruce Wayne, won't your conscience ache? !Do you make too much suspicion a kind of mental illness?Need a psychiatrist?I highly recommend Mr. Hannibal Lecter! ! !expert!Guaranteed to cure! ! !

Sitting in the chair, Zooey moved her body angrily.But her bound hands made it impossible for her to leave the area - a metal chain was attached to the handcuffs, and the other end of the chain was fixed to the wall.

"Ah Choo!" The temperature in the secret room was obviously much lower than that in the hotel room.After sitting for a long time, Zooey, who was only wearing an autumn and winter skirt, couldn't help but sneezed.If Batman doesn't come back, she's going to catch a cold.

But the secret room with excellent sound insulation effect prevented Zoe from hearing any sound from outside.

"Zoe, you should think of an excuse for yourself now." The system could only divert Zoe's attention as much as possible, seeing how pitifully the author was sniffling from the cold. "Batman will definitely ask later, why do you know his identity. You have to think about your excuse first." Otherwise, if you are only suspected, you will be locked in the secret room. What if Bruce Wayne really suspects Zoe? ?

Will my own author be imprisoned in Arkham Asylum?

"I want a coat more now than how to kill Batman." The stuck wrist no longer feels pain.Zoe put her cold fingers on her cheeks, and looked helplessly at the other side of the secret room - the suit jacket that Bruce Wayne dropped. "I feel so cold." Maybe superheroes have masochistic tendencies?Iron Man doesn't sleep, does Batman like to freeze himself?

Zooey exhaled, she could even see the rising white mist.

The clock hanging on the wall at the other end of the secret room shows that it has only been 10 minutes since Batman left.Knowing that even a superhero couldn't solve everything within 10 minutes, Zoe, who was terribly frozen, stood up from her chair and began to look at the indoor environment.

The innermost wall was covered with tools and weapons that she didn't recognize the purpose of, and there was a clothes hanger closer to it, which was used to put the bat suit.And the suit jacket dropped by Bruce Wayne is under the hanger.

Turning around and looking at her side, Zooey wanted to find something longer to pick up the clothes, but there was nothing at hand.

Huh?Zooey suddenly thought, when she ran in to get the antidote just now, it seemed that the batsuit was not in the room?

However, this is also likely due to mental tension, she did not pay attention at the time.

"Bruce Wayne, can you hear me?" Sit back in the chair, Zoe sniffed, already starting to feel a headache. "I'm going to freeze to death. Either let me go out, or turn on the air conditioner to warm it up a bit. I've saved your life anyway. Even if I don't ask for anything in return, you can't repay your kindness, right?...Ah Sneeze!" She must have caught a cold.

But of course, Batman who was desperately outside at this time would definitely not be able to answer her.

But Zoe didn't say this to Batman—she just suddenly remembered that Batman's butler Alfred was probably replacing Bruce Wayne and monitoring the situation in the secret room.

"Bruce Wayne? Did you hear that? I'm cold." Zooey shrank her legs into the chair.After tossing around in the afternoon, she already felt mentally tired, but now that something like this happened again, she felt even more tired.

It was very quiet in the secret room, and there was no sound at all.But Zoe, who was curled up in the chair, clearly felt that the temperature in the room was starting to rise.After a few minutes, she felt warm.

"It still has a conscience." But Zooey didn't have any thoughts of thanking her.

Time passed by, and in the warm room temperature, Zooey began to feel sore eyes and heavy head.Gradually, she shrank herself into the chair, and then, she didn't know anything.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Zoe vaguely heard a hoarse voice coming from a distance, "Wake up, Zoe Oswald? Wake up."

Opening her eyes in a trance, Zooey first felt the pain in her throat as if cut by a knife, and then there seemed to be the sound of metal colliding in her ears, and finally, Zooey saw the man bending over and standing in front of her clearly.

Or a bat spirit.

"Bruce Wayne?" Zoe, who sat up from the chair and touched her throat, didn't realize that the handcuffs on her wrists had been removed. "Have you solved it?" The black batsuit completely covered up Bruce Wayne's personal characteristics.If he hadn't known in advance that Bruce Wayne was Batman, Zooey wouldn't have thought that the Batman in front of him, whose taste was almost as good as the clown's big white face, was the one who often appeared in fashion magazines and was selected as one of the top ten. Master Wayne who knows how to dress men best.

#System: On behalf of the general public, I strongly condemn Zoe's behavior of taking people by clothes!Even the black armor doesn't detract from my lord's beauty at all!Look at the Iron Man next door, dressed in scrambled eggs with tomatoes, don't you also praise him for being handsome?They're all male gods, so don't treat them differently! #

"The terrorists have been captured." The voice changed through the voice changer was so hoarse that it made people sound uncomfortable. Batman stood in front of the chair, looking down at the girl whose cheeks were abnormally flushed. "Zoe, now, don't you have anything to say?"

Fighting against the terrorists alone, and after ensuring the safety of the hostages, he contacted the police and cooperated with the outside world. Not only did he successfully resolve the incident, but he also used the webcast set by the terrorists to give Gotham a big favor. Wayne was still wearing his bat suit, standing in the secret room he set up in the Wayne Hotel, looking down at the girl whose identity he suspected was sitting in a chair.

Alfred has checked Zoe Oswald's detailed information again.The girl in front of me had nothing suspicious in her background except that she was believed to have a close relationship with James Moriarty when she was in London.

But how would an ordinary rich lady know his identity?And how to predict the danger in advance and inject the antidote against the forbidden drug dark dance in advance.

He first met Zoe in a bar, and he didn't even bother to remember the girl's name.It was only after the girl left without saying goodbye in the hotel room that he became slightly interested.

It was the same this afternoon, if he hadn't discovered that the girl had bravely stepped forward to save a stranger, he wouldn't have taken her to the hotel.

Could it be that everything that happened before was premeditated?Zoe's approach to him was also premeditated?

Bruce Wayne, who was extremely vigilant, had a conspiracy theory in an instant - what does the girl in front of him want from him?

"Ding dong, Bruce Wayne's favorability is -20, and the total favorability is 45 points. Warning, this favorability is lower than the average." The system quickly reminded the author. "Zoe, think of a way!"

Dizziness, nausea, and a sore throat.Zooey was pretty sure she was sick.Although the Batman standing in front of her was blocked by the mask and couldn't see her face, she didn't need the system to prompt her to know that she was facing a huge crisis - even if the OOC passed, the essence of the male gods would not change.She once hoped that her favorite superheroes could let go of everything and live their own happy lives.But judging from the events she experienced, no superhero chooses to let everything go.They are still working hard for the happiness of others.

Based on this point of judgment, even if Batman was really harmed by her and turned into a playboy, the prudence in his bones would not be discarded.

"Hey, I want hot water." Zooey touched her neck.My throat really hurts when I speak. "Bruce Wayne, I want a drink of water." She leaned back in her chair, feeling a little cold again.

Bruce looked at the girl with abnormally flushed cheeks silently for a few seconds, then turned around and really gave Zooey a cup of hot water.

Taking the water glass, Zooey drank the water at a suitable temperature little by little. "...Do you want to know?" She was not feeling well, but now she could only cheer up and deal with Batman with all her strength. "Bruce Wayne, what do you want to know about keeping me here?" She had to dispel Batman's suspicion of her.

"Everything," Bruce gave an answer that the interrogee couldn't refuse or was vague.

"...you want to know why I know your identity." This is the most important question.Zooey drank the water in one gulp, then raised her head and looked directly at the man standing. "Bruce Wayne, if you want people not to doubt your identity, you should disguise yourself well."

Feeling unwell and being interrogated by Batman like a prisoner, Zoe has no patience at all at the moment.

"The newspapers in Gotham have detailed what Batman has done, and your museum has an area dedicated to this Gotham hero." Batman's popularity is comparable to that of the Avengers. "It's not difficult to get clues from it." She's not one to do her homework.

Bruce looked at the girl who was obviously unwell in the chair but her eyes were wide open, and he suddenly doubted his own judgment—there was anger and accusation in the girl's eyes, but there was no guilt or avoidance in the girl's eyes.

However, if it is a professionally trained spy, it is not difficult to do this.

"Tell me." The only chair in the secret room was for Zoe, and Bruce stood in front of her with his arms crossed, without moving. "Zoe, tell me." He didn't think that the public information would do any damage to his secret.

"Batman must be a native of Gotham." Regardless of the sore throat, Zoe raised her head and looked directly at the position of Batman's eyes. "Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he has paid so much for Gotham. Batman is a symbol of Gotham's rise. Not only because he wanders in the dark and protects the people living in Gotham City, but also because he brings people Gained something Gotham never had - hope."

"So no matter who Batman is, he must be a native of Gotham. Born and raised here, he has experienced everything in Gotham, and Gotham is his home." Zoe recalled that she learned from museums and the Internet these days information collected on. "And not only that, I believe that there must be all the people he loves living in Gotham—at least those people used to live in Gotham." It will feel hypocritical and old-fashioned to say it, but in fact, only love can make a person feel happy. People are willing to give so much.

Bruce looked at the girl in the chair noncommittally. "Then?" There was no change in his voice.

"Batman appeared ten years ago and is still active today. He was born and raised in Gotham, and his family lives in Gotham. He can't be too young. He won't be younger than 28 years old, but he won't be too old either. Coupled with the way he behaves, I guess he should not be more than 45 years old." This method of profiling was taught to her by Rhett.

"That may not be me." Batman's dark mask prevented Zoe from seeing his expression.

"Referring to Iron Man in Manhattan, I would think that Batman has deep financial resources, which is not something unthinkable." Zoe interrupted Bruce Wayne who wanted to interject, "Batman is a person, not a A name under the patronage of some charity."

Zooey took a breath slowly, suppressing the pain in her throat. "Of course, there are quite a few rich men in Gotham who fit this age group, and it may not be you, Bruce Wayne." Why did she start to feel powerless? "I'm just bored while shopping and speculating. I'm not that interested in who Batman is."

Bruce Wayne didn't speak.

"Do you know when I really identified you? It was the day I ran halfway out of your room." Zooey began to feel that she couldn't even move her arms.

"After my parents died, for a while, I indulged myself and did a lot of stupid things." Zooey leaned back in the chair, feeling very tired. "I once dated a professor in school. Later, I found out that he was actually a more evil existence than a murderer."

#System: Best Backer of the Year——James Moriarty#

"You and him have similar behaviors at certain times." Zooey closed her eyes. "You all have a mask, and you live with a mask on weekdays. I guess that's why I decided to go back to your room with you that night." Zoe tried to stay awake. "Your behavior pattern has something in common with him, which makes me feel familiar, so I chose to go back to the room with you."

Dare to play with Batman, she is really courageous :)

"Later you went to take a shower. I felt bored lying on the bed and Googled you." Zooey tilted her head and looked at Batman with two cat ears. "Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, a playboy. Both parents are from Gotham. Your father once made an indelible contribution to the development of Gotham, but he died at the gunpoint of a robber. Losing your parents at a young age, you were raised by a housekeeper."

"Given that we both lost our parents by accident, I think I have a position to say this. Bruce Wayne is too... empty. Playboy who inherits billions of dollars, and does not do business every day. But other than that Besides? What are the characteristics of Bruce Wayne? No one knows."

"30 years old, Gotham native, untold riches, experiences no one knows, and loved ones who once lived here and loved the land. You have the ability to be Batman and the motivation to do so - you love yours parents."

"So when I found out that I followed a superhero back to the room, you can probably imagine how surprised I was." Zooey felt that she must not be as simple as catching a cold.

"Everyone, if you like me, I don't have any psychological burden to sleep with a playboy. But Batman?" Zoe looked hard at Bruce Wayne, "I can't. Treat a man who has almost paid for others with a playful attitude." all the superheroes?"

Zooey shook her head with a wry smile, "You can call me old-fashioned, but I really can't do that." A strong sense of powerlessness struck, and Zooey found that she couldn't move her fingers. "Bruce Wayne, if you don't believe me, you can look it up..." She looked Batman straight in the eyes, and then the drowsiness hit her, until she couldn't hold back anymore.

As Zooey stopped talking, the secret room became completely silent.

"Master Wayne," Alfred, who watched the entire interrogation process from beginning to end, finally said, "Do you believe her?"

Bruce Wayne quietly looked directly at the sleeping girl and didn't speak for a while.

"Ding dong", Zoe, who was completely unconscious, didn't hear the system's prompt, "Bruce Wayne's favorability +30!"

The author has something to say: Poor Zoe, in fact, she is not immune to that medicine, she is allergic :) Yes, your claws are so nasty.The next step is to start flirting, let's start to smoke (≧ω≦*)