In the biting cold wind of the morning, Robin stood at the window and watched Batman's plane take off. He knew that his next stop was Washington, and Barbara stood behind him, rocking her wheelchair to his side and said.
"Don't worry too much. He has never been bothered by such worldly things. We still have things to do."
"It's not that simple, Barbara." Robin looked back at Barbara in the wheelchair and said, "Don't you think this is all very strange? We still don't know who knocked out everyone in the city.
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"Maybe we should go to the prison and ask the Scarecrow." Barbara sighed and said, "Who else would be so crazy besides him?"
Robin's lips moved, but then he thought that all his speculations were unsubstantiated, so he had no choice but to walk to the sofa next to him, sit down and said: "Whether you believe it or not, I have a bad feeling.
Batman's trip to Washington will not be smooth, and we will experience too many unexpected things."
Barbara naturally heard the implication of Robin's words. She couldn't say that she had no speculations, but she still comforted her according to common sense: "Don't think so much. The most important thing now is to quickly restore order in Gotham.
Dick said he was staying, right?"
"He's always willing to help, but he has to go back to Blüdhaven first to make sure everything is okay there. Do you want to go to the police station?"
"I will be on standby at the bell tower. As usual, I will tell you through the Sky Eye system where there is any trouble that needs to be dealt with. Remember to keep communicating."
After Barbara left, Robin sat there thoughtfully for a while. Not long after, he discovered that Peter had left with Barbara.
Robin arrived at the control room of the Batcave as quickly as possible. After discovering that Dick was not there, he began to track Peter's whereabouts like a thief.
He saw Batman's new assistant following Barbara to the clock tower. Of course, he didn't do much there, he just chatted with Barbara, but this looked even more suspicious.
Then he went to the Gotham Police Station, which Robin didn't expect. Then he didn't do anything there and chatted with Gordon again, which was extremely suspicious.
As for his subsequent trip to Penguin's manor, it seemed less surprising after these two incidents. Of course, he might have gone to beat Penguin up, and this reason makes perfect sense.
But after a while, behavior that was even more incomprehensible to Robin appeared, and Peter began to wander around Gotham City.
At one time, he went to the northern island and wandered around the rooms and basements of various buildings. At another time, he was close to the Stagg airship, going in and out of the elevators and hallways.
What's even more strange is that this guy can actually crawl around on the wall, and he will remove the entrance to the ventilation duct and climb in, causing Robin to lose his trace on the surveillance screen.
In most cases, humans imitating insect movements will not be very aesthetic, but will only look very weird and remind people of some bad experiences.
If Robin had to describe the behavior he saw of Peter Parker in Gotham City, it would be that it was really like cockroaches in the room - you don't know what the purpose of his scurrying is, you only know that he is scurrying around.
How fast it goes and how scary it looks.
Robin swallowed and took two steps back. He wanted to call Nightwing to come over and take a look at this, but he remembered that he might still be in Bludhaven, just when Robin was thinking about whether to call Nightwing.
, but Yeyi called him first.
"Hey, Tim." Nightwing's voice had a bit of electricity. He said: "There are strange traces in one of my bases. The surveillance video has been deleted. I'm not sure what happened. Maybe
Can I send you the information?"
Robin used his own communication device to receive the information sent by Nightwing. The most eye-catching thing on it was the trace of the truck driving by. There was no license plate left, but the rut marks on the tires could be used to roughly determine which company the truck was employed by.
Following this clue all the way down, there are not many suspicious objects, because most people in Gotham have been anesthetized, and those with the ability to act are not only superheroes but also super criminals.
Robin didn't think any super criminal would be free to drive this truck to Blüdhaven and sneak into Nightwing's base at this time.
Just as Robin was thinking about this problem, he heard movement from the laboratory under the Batcave. When he carefully walked down and opened the door, he found that standing in front of the experimental table was Peter Parker.
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Seeing him come in, Peter was startled and looked away immediately, but he immediately threw over a set of protective clothing and said: "Put it on if you want to come in, but I advise you not to come in."
"What are you doing?"
"Some chemical analysis experiments... wait, don't go any further." Peter stretched out a hand to stop Robin's movement and said: "I don't know if you have recited the laboratory safety regulations, but either
Wear protective clothing or get out of here."
Robin frowned deeply. He grabbed the door handle and looked at Peter and said, "You should know that Batman's laboratory has the most complete security measures in the world, right?"
"There are no adequate safety measures in this world, only researchers who pay attention to safety." Peter said with dissatisfaction: "If you are not professional enough, then just listen to me. You are responsible for your own life safety."
Robin's hand froze. Almost no one in the Bat Family would speak to him in this tone, not even Batman. Batman would usually just say to him, "Go wait outside, we will discuss it in half an hour."
this".
But Robin didn't walk in rashly. He just stood at the door and asked, "What experiment are you doing?"
"I told you, chemical analysis."
"I mean what specific analysis."
"A chemical substance that can be analyzed."
Robin looked at Peter speechlessly, and Peter shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't explain to you in detail what this thing is, because you can only know it after analysis."
"If you want to come in and take a look, put on the protective clothing. If you are not interested, leave and close the door. Don't forget to confirm the air tightness."
After saying that, Peter turned back and started busy with the work in hand.
Robin could see that he wasn't lying, that everything he emphasized to him was sincere, but the biggest problem was what Peter was doing now.
Robin does not have chemical persecution paranoia, and does not think that chemical experiments are evil, but if this kind of experiment is really harmless, why didn't Peter do it when Batman was around? Why did he have to wait until he left before doing it alone?
Doing it secretly in the lab?
But Robin did not have an educational background related to chemistry. He knew that if he rushed in hastily, he would not be able to understand what Peter was playing with in a short time. Instead, he might arouse vigilance and alert the enemy.
So he chose to step back temporarily, exited the door and closed the door for Peter, but then turned around and went to the monitoring room to record Peter's experiment.
There are really not many famous chemists in Gotham, and even fewer are still awake. Finally, Robin finally came to the Scarecrow's cell.
Before going to court, all criminals will be detained in the police station. Considering the danger of Gotham criminals, the cells of the Gotham Police Station are located underground in the police station and are tightly secured. At least criminals like Scarecrow are unlikely to successfully escape from prison.
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After telling Gordon about his purpose, Gordon arranged a safe room for Robin. Scarecrow also knew that he couldn't escape, so he didn't talk too much to Robin.
"Take me directly to Arkham. I have to choose a good room, so that you don't throw those messy people in and beat gongs and drums above me." The Scarecrow said impatiently: "We
We all know the outcome of going to court, so we can avoid this kind of red tape."
Although Robin felt a little angry at his arrogant attitude, he knew that he was asking for something. Although he did not agree, he did not say anything more and threw the disk with Peter's experimental process in front of the Scarecrow.
The Scarecrow picked it up and turned it around in his hands with some doubts. Robin took out a mini projector and the Scarecrow inserted the disk into it leisurely.
In the dim room, the projected lights flickered. The scarecrow didn't pay attention at first. He lowered his head and played with his sleeves, mumbling.
But soon his attention was attracted by the picture on the screen. Robin could tell from the scarecrow's expression that he must know something.
The Scarecrow reached out to stop the projection and rewind, and the camera stayed on a notebook with some words written on it. The words were blurry, and the vocabulary was even more unfamiliar to Robin, but obviously the Scarecrow didn't think so.
After watching it several times, the Scarecrow raised his head slightly with a look of understanding on his face, and then revealed a sneer that Robin was very familiar with.
"Good boy," said the Scarecrow.
"You'd better not hide anything from me, you know I can see through every lie you tell." Robin said in a calm tone.
"And you don't have to deliberately imitate Batman, you know you are not him, and no one in this city is afraid of you." Scarecrow replied unceremoniously.
His hands were handcuffed, and the shackles were fixed to the stool, so he could hardly move. Looking at Robin walking towards him, the Scarecrow did not show any fear.
"Of course you can beat me up, but if you beat me up and send me to the hospital, no one can stop this kid."
Robin paused and frowned. He stood on the other side of the table, stared at the scarecrow and said, "I hope you can give me some evidence to prove that you are the best chemist in the city, and not just talkative."
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"If you continue to be so unrepentant, I will arrange your room downstairs from Two-Face, and you will listen to the sound of coins falling to the ground all day long."
The Scarecrow snorted coldly, muttered a few more words, and said: "You haven't learned ten or two of Batman's skills, but I can really do you a favor. I have to let this boy named Peter Parker know
, I am the most professional chemist in this city."
"So what is he doing?"
"Chemical analysis."
"Be specific!" Robin said through gritted teeth.
"He is analyzing a 'virus'."
Robin's eyes widened.
The Scarecrow crossed his hands and fingers in front of him and said while thinking: "He should be analyzing its contagiousness. What is written in his notes is very unusual. I can only tell you that it is a kind of contagion for a certain kind of disease."
Results of immunostaining of viruses.”
"How is the result?"
Unexpectedly, the Scarecrow thought for a few minutes before answering in a cautious tone that Robin had never heard before.
"It could be a type of prion, but I need to get specific images of the properties of the cerebral cortex to figure out which one it is."
“What can this virus cause?”
The Scarecrow looked at Robin as if he were an illiterate, but he still curled his lips and replied: "It usually makes people crazy, within the scope of your understanding."