Don't take my blame [comprehensive British and American]

Bruce was silent for a few seconds, stopped what he was doing, turned around and began to put on the bat armor.

"You know it's daytime, right?" The old housekeeper didn't stop him, but just stood beside him and said so.

"I know."

"You also know that he deliberately lured you to appear during the day, right?"

"I know, but I can't ignore it. That's ten people. If you continue to watch the surveillance video here, tell me anything suspicious."

After hearing what Bruce said, the old butler didn't say anything more: "Well, then I wish you good luck, Master Bruce."

Four or ten minutes before the time required by the kidnappers, Gordon had collected 10 million yuan, and the Gotham Hotel had been emptied and surrounded.

"Batman, is he really leading you by the nose like this?" Gordon stopped Batman suddenly.

Batman pursed his lips: "I've already had someone watch the surveillance video, and the IP is still being checked. Now we need to protect the hostages."

"This kidnapper is obviously targeting you! You will be in danger if you do this!"

"I can protect myself, has the location in the live broadcast been found out?"

"The room has been treated, and nothing can be seen." Gordon couldn't help being furious when he said this. The kidnappers had prepared everything, leaving them no clues.

Is it true that Batman can only find clues?

Both GCPD and Batman are going to be played around by the kidnappers like this?

Gordon was not reconciled.

Suddenly Gordon had a great idea.

"How about this, I'll find someone to find clues, you go and check this Mr. C, your target is too big in the daytime, you can't let others find you!"

Batman put down the bag in his hand, turned to look at Gordon, he thought for a while.

The reason why the kidnapper asked him to send money was to hold him back, and if he was held up, no one would be able to find out his location.

Seeing Batman's thoughtful expression, Gordon added fire.

"The kidnapper won't be there, even if someone replaces you, he won't know!"

"No." Batman finally refused, "You can't make fun of the hostage's life."

In the end, it was Batman himself who took [-] million cash to the Gotham Hotel.

The interior of the Gotham Hotel has been emptied and only GCPD police officers are left. All guests and staff have been transferred, and the surrounding area has been surrounded for one kilometer, so that no fly can be let out.

Batman took a box full of cash and climbed in through the back door of the Gotham Hotel.

Mr. C just said that the clues are here, but the Gotham Hotel has [-] floors, and it would be a waste of time to search corner by corner.

He clicked the button on the side of the mask, and a three-dimensional thumbnail of the entire floor appeared in front of him, and everything in every corner of it was clearly visible.

Sure enough, he saw a suspicious object among the ornaments in the southwest corner of the lobby on the first floor.

The southwest corner of the hall is a sculpture corner, which contains various figures and animal sculptures.

Batman's eyes looked around, and infrared rays scanned all the sculptures from inside to outside.

A tiny cat doll in plaster.

Batman breaks the plaster cast, and a strip of paper is tied to the Mewdoll's back.

[Congratulations on finding the clue, the next clue is at the Gotham Theater, please hurry up!Comparing! ]

Seeing the last red heart, Batman's forehead twitched. This obvious provocative behavior left him with nowhere to vent his anger.

The moment he saw the cat doll, Batman couldn't help thinking of a certain little girl. Last time she was injured by the cat doll, so after the injury, he gave her a few cat dolls. I specially called him in a soft voice to thank him.

This cat doll... Batman looked carefully at the 'clue' in his hand, although it looked different from the one he gave, but...

Batman raised his arm and looked at the display screen above. The position of the red dot was actually on the bank of the Gotham River.

He thought for a moment, then tapped the headset twice: "Ah Fu, tune out the monitoring of the Gotham River and take a look."

"Yes, Master Bruce."

Two minutes later, the old butler's voice sounded in my ear again.

"If you're looking for Miss Clement, she's indeed by the Gotham River."

"what is she doing?"

"Miss Clement is fighting a monster. Do you think she did it?" The old butler's voice was a little surprised. Although the little girl was disobedient and did such a thing, he didn't think she was A man who kills innocent people.

"No, I'm just a little skeptical when I see this. She shouldn't be able to do such a thing." Even though he said this, he always felt that something was wrong when a cat doll appeared in this incident.

Batman who got the clue left the Gotham Hotel, and Gordon was still waiting in the Batmobile.

At this time, five or ten minutes had passed since the kidnappers gave clues.

Just as the Batmobile started to move to the next clue, the screen on the street lit up again. A few days ago, this screen was showing a movie trailer, but now it has become a tool for crime.

Mr. C started the live broadcast again.

"Oh, our Mr. Batman found the first clue, but I'm very unhappy." Mr. C's voice was gloomy, and the hand holding the camera was shaking all the time.

"I said it!! Let Batman find the clues alone!! It means! Only he can act alone, no matter whether there is anyone around or inside!" Mr. C's tone was sharp and passionate, and his voice was soft when he said the last word. He lowered his voice, "You guys, you're not very well-behaved..."

"Bad children will be punished!"

The camera of the live broadcast turned to the hostages. Mr. C shook the camera and looked at each hostage carefully. The hostages could not help but shiver under such scrutiny. They seemed to feel the pressure on Mr. C. They struggled even harder. Trying hard, but no one can break free.

Finally, Mr. C stopped in front of a young brown-haired girl. He reached out and shook the girl's hooded head violently a few times, and the girl's sobbing sound was shaken to pieces.

"Okay, it's you, my poor baby. Originally, you didn't have to die so early, but because they didn't follow the rules of the game, they can only work hard for you. If you want to hate, hate Batman!!"

Mr. C turned his wrist, and a dagger appeared in his hand.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!" The brown-haired girl seemed to know what was about to happen, she was struggling hard, and there was a cry of despair in her whimpering voice, which made everyone's heart twitch, but they could do nothing but watch. With the development in front of us.

Mr. C rushed forward violently. In the live broadcast, only the dagger was pierced into the girl's body, blood spattered out, and the whole screen was stained red with blood.

After several strokes, the girl finally stopped struggling and fell into a pool of blood.

"Haha, well, there are only nine hostages left now, Batman, please come on." Mr. C's mask was splashed with blood, and he laughed indifferently, and he turned off the live broadcast after speaking.

There was silence in the Batmobile, and Batman slammed on the steering wheel, his hands clenched into fists.

drop! ! ! !The sharp whistle sounded in the depths of the alley.

What everyone didn't know was that the girl who had just fallen into a pool of blood during the live broadcast suddenly stood up and laughed.