Merlin found Batman at the end of this maze-like underground hall.

In this not difficult process, there were several more pieces of metal in Merlin's pocket. It seems that these immortal "claws" are the strongest warriors that the Owl Court can produce.

Unfortunately, their weaknesses are as obvious as their advantages. As long as they are caught, these dead powerful warriors are not considered a threat to Merlin, who has many diverse arson methods.

The only thing that is worrying is that judging from the number of sharp claws in this underground palace, the Owl Court should have produced an astonishing number of sharp claws in the past 200 years of concealment, and it is not ruled out that they have "upgraded" sharp claws in their hands.

If from the Gotham perspective, if Merlin had not intervened, Bruce, his Robin and his son would have been destined to suffer an uphill battle to settle the Owl Court that suddenly appeared from the darkness.

And, most importantly, until now, Merlin didn't know why this hidden and good owl court suddenly started targeting Batman.

Maybe, he can get the answer from Bruce.

"Hi."

Merlin walked out of the darkness with his sword on his back. In a cage in front of him, Bruce was sitting in a chair. He had no traces of battle and no injuries. There were no obvious scratches on his black combat uniform.

He didn't look like he was forcibly locked up.

"It's been a big fuss outside, why are you still staying here alone?"

Bruce did not answer.

The expression on his face was the confusion, dullness that Merlin had never seen before, and there was a kind of sadness and despair intertwined, as if he had witnessed something terrible and was defeated by his mind.

This is very rare.

Although Merlin and Bruce have not met for more than 10 years, judging from what Merlin recently learned about Batman and Bruce's past experiences, he should not be a vulnerable person.

A fragile person cannot face the Ninja Master and the Assassin Alliance.

"Hey"

Merlin walked forward, he crouched in front of Bruce, reached out and snapped his fingers in front of Batman's eyes, and he placed his hand on Bruce's leg, he asked:

"What the hell is wrong?"

"Merlin, I found something related to my parents."

Bruce was like a person who was awakened. He raised his head and looked at Merlin. He said in a daze:

"I'm fine, I just, I just don't know how to accept this."

"From your expression, I guess, that shouldn't be a warm story."

Merlin said:

"But I want to ask, what do you know from your enemies?"

"You can see it yourself."

Bruce handed Merlin the USB drive tightly in his hand. The latter took the metal thing and took out the laptop he always carried with him from his pocket. He inserted the USB drive into the computer. After a brief reading, a video that had been in the picture quality was opened on the desktop.

The image captured by a closed-circuit monitor is not very clear, but it can still be distinguished. It is a place similar to a ward.

A man in an orange jumpsuit was being tied to a white hospital bed, and he should be a prisoner.

And beside him, a man in a doctor's robe was standing, holding a writing board and a pen, observing the situation of the tied patient.

Everything looks normal.

It was not until more than ten seconds later that the doctor put down the pen in his hand and picked up a syringe. Amid the screams of the prisoner's surveillance, he stabbed the syringe into the drip beside the patient.

Immediately afterwards, noisy and unclear conversations came from the screen.

"Sir, this is my latest research result. It won't kill you, but it will make you suffer, distract you from control, and make you lose control. That's a terrible process. Maybe we don't need to use this."

The doctor said to the patient tied to the bed:

"Maybe, you'll tell me everything I want to know before my injection is finished?"

"Hell! Thomas, you hypocritical villain, let me go, please."

The patient screamed, wailed, and weakly shouted for help, but no one responded to him.

"Thomas?"

Merlin paused the video, and he looked back at Bruce, who nodded silently.

"It's my father, keep watching."

Merlin refocused himself on the video on the monitor with doubt. He had never seen Bruce's parents, but what he learned from Bruce and Afu about the impression of Thomas should be the gentle doctor, compassionate and responsible Gotham richest man. In this turbulent era of the city, he gave up everything to save the people who wanted to save the city's suffering.

They should be the classic good guys in the story.

But now, Thomas Wayne in this video seems to be a little bit deviating from that inherent image.

Merlin pressed the space bar and the video continued to play.

"It seems you refused? What a pity."

In the video, Thomas used a regretful voice to inject the liquid from the syringe in his hand into the dunk. After a few seconds, the patient tied to the hospital bed began to struggle wildly. His screaming sound was as miserable as a trapped beast.

By the bedside, Thomas looked at the watch and recorded the time. He looked at all indifferently at all. Until several minutes later, until the patient could not make any noise, he spoke again:

"Why? Sir, you should know that this asylum was made for people like you, and I am the attending physician here. If I think you will threaten Gotham, then you will never think about going out in your life. I mean, you should be smarter and say what I want."

Thomas, who had always been very polite, suddenly reached out his hand at this moment and grabbed the mortal collar. He shouted to him with a roaring voice:

"Damn it! Where did you hide all the money you stole from me? Say!"

"Thomas, that's stocks, you should know better than me. It's normal for you to lose and lose in the stock market. You can't make money forever!"

The patient seemed to be frightened, and he was weak and said in a begging for mercy:

"I still have some money, I will compensate you. Don't torture me, please."

"I want my money, my income!"

Thomas said coldly:

"Every cent you cheated from me and promised will be returned to me."

He threw down the patient and stretched out his hand to tidy up his collar. At this moment, Thomas seemed to have returned to his gentle and gentle posture. He picked up the handwriting board and pen next to him and said to the patient:

"Give you another 2 days, sir, I believe that you will eventually make the right choice. Oh, by the way, my friend Falconi is about to talk to your wife. You all know what a irritating person Falconi is, so I hope you think about it carefully."

"Okay, patient, today's treatment is over here."

Thomas turned and left, and he waved:

"See you this time tomorrow."

"No, no!"

"Swish"

The video ended at this moment with the patient's terrified howl.

At the end of this dark hall, both Merlin and Bruce were trapped in an indescribable silence.

After more than ten seconds, Merlin hesitated:

"Maybe, this is what they forged, with the current technology, it is not difficult to forge such things. They want to defeat your mind and let you use it for them. They know your biggest nightmare, so I deliberately used this to target you. I mean, Bruce, you shouldn't believe them so easily."

"It's a bit stupid to believe in the evidence given by my enemies."

Merlin's persuasion sounded very reasonable, but Bruce did not respond immediately. Instead, he said in a low voice:

"When I was a kid, my father never let me go into his study. He always went out very late and didn't come back in the early morning. He was a doctor and told me that he wanted to treat his patients. Occasionally, he would argue with his mother."

“The Falconi and the Wayne family are both ancient Gotham families, and when I was a kid, I did see the young Falconi dine with my dad at home.”

"That night I went to watch Zorro's opera, which was invited by Falconi and several other ancient families."

"I'm not stupid enough to believe in the one-sided words of the Owl Court, but all Merlin's memories, those I overlooked, tell me that this video is true, and the man in the video, the side that my father never showed in front of me is also true."

Bruce closed his eyes and said in a silly voice:

"When Lars Al Goul invaded Gotham, he told me that the belief I insisted on came from a lie that was not revealed. He told me that the justice I did was sad false."

"He's right, Merlin."

"My father is not a hero. Under disguise, he is an evil soul. He is a bad person. Before I was born, he joined forces with the Falconi family to rule the underground kingdom of Gotham. And I am a fool, and I can't overcome all this."

"I was inspired by my father's spirit to fight crime, but it was all lies. My father was a criminal, and perhaps his death was worthy of sin."

"I have been fighting under the encouragement of lies, and I am convinced that I am doing the right thing. But I"

"Enough!"

A shout interrupted Bruce's self-pity.

Merlin pulled down the USB drive on the computer, threw it on the ground, and stomped it down with one foot.

He looked back at Bruce and said:

"You are like a sissy asking for comfort now. Do you want me to give you a warm hug to cheer you up?"

"Yes, your first half of your life was indeed very difficult, but this does not mean that other people's lives are smooth sailing. You know my past story, but you don't know that I am still carrying a time bomb that will explode at any time. Maybe in the next second, I will be swallowed up by the darkness of the soul, and I will strangle you to death with my own hands."

Merlin stepped forward, and he grabbed the collar of Bruce's combat uniform and lifted him into the air.

At the moment of being attacked, a blue spark burst out from Bruce's collar, hitting Merlin's fingers. The high-voltage electric blow made Merlin's movement stiffen, but it did not allow Merlin to let go of her hand.
To be continued...