"Sherlock???" Red Hood said in surprise: "What does his mother think? Sherlock Holmes?! Is she serious???"
"If I remember correctly, Hermes is the name of the god of wisdom, right? The name Holmes sounds like a hero in Greek mythology, but his name is Sherlock? It sounds..."
Nightwing frowned and thought for a long time, and finally commented: "...It's a bit like spreading popping candies on a red wine steak."
"You might as well call me David." Red Robin hit the nail on the head.
"John is fine too," Red Hood added.
The Red Hood took the lead and walked to Batman's side. He wanted to see why this detective named Sherlock Holmes was called "the greatest detective".
How great can he be? Greater than Batman?
Wait, why did the great Batman sit in his study and read novels when the world was in chaos?
Red Hood immediately shifted his gaze to Batman's face, and the other two people also gathered around. They seemed to want to read a book, but in fact they still wanted to know why Batman was here.
So why is Batman here?
The main reason he didn't go to New City was to maintain world peace, but in fact he still had a lot of things to do. For example, Gotham flew all over, and he could also fight crime in Gotham as usual, but he didn't go.
Batman has good reasons not to go. First of all, all the lunatics in Arkham Asylum have jumped.
Without the shield provided by the Apokolips army, he would still have to worry about whether the lunatics would fly back again, but now that the blockade shield has been deployed, they would not be able to come back even if they wanted to.
There is no longer a group of lunatics who are simply ill-informed, and of course there are the gangsters who are fighting in the city.
But when it comes to fighting gang crimes in Gotham City, we have to mention Batman's glorious deeds when his mother picked up food and he passed the tables, but his father refused to drink a toast.
The war that spread across three districts of Gotham brought the entire Gotham back to the gang era overnight, and the biggest winners in the gang war were the Wayne and Kane families.
Now the gangsters in Wayne City have either been recruited by the Wayne and Kane families, or they are about to be recruited by the Wayne and Kane families. Who can Batman fight?
Still on this issue, the Waynes can easily provide evidence to prove that Batman is a mental patient, and as guardians, they have the right to lock Batman in a mental hospital.
Before, Batman could argue that Arkham Asylum was full, but now, his good fans even kindly helped him make room.
Batman is no longer the only child of the Bat family. Although the Waynes are his biological parents now, they can also be the biological parents of other Batmans. After all, except for him, other Batmans have no fathers.
mom.
Even if you don't look for other Batmans, the Robins are also good candidates for training. Even if the older ones missed the golden age of education, the younger Robins are all talented and gifted. From Dick
It's evident.
Having lost his status as an only child, Batman really has to keep his tail between his legs, because he knows that if the Waynes propose that he be admitted to a mental hospital for treatment, the whole world will support it, including his friends.
Batman also knows that he is a mental patient, he just doesn't want to change, so he won't give his parents any chance to treat him.
It's okay to go to a mental hospital, but what if you want to cure yourself?
What if you want to cure yourself while the clown is still watching?
Batman and the Joker are dynamically bound. If the Joker knew that it was because of his crotch pull and the two of them were cured together, the Joker wouldn't be able to fight him?
For the sake of the present plan, I will give you some advice first.
Although it is said that the reason for not going on to stop the war is to maintain world peace, after all, they have made such a big noise before, so they have to find something to keep themselves busy. It seems that they have no time to explain why they don't go.
Busy fighting crime in Gotham City has no way to go, and from such a high place he can't grab the clouds and beat him up, leaving Batman with only one option - to torment Robin.
"The first part of this detective novel is called 'A Study in Scarlet'. Do you know what this reminds me of? That's right, the Riddler leaves writing on the wall, which is his usual crime method..."
The three Robins immediately became interested and put their heads in front of the novel. They wanted to see how powerful this criminal who reminded Batman of the Riddler was.
"Tell me where Batman is."
A man wearing a steel helmet and tights, holding a spiked mechanical spear in his hand, was pacing around a chair in the dark room.
The man sitting on the chair was very thin and had green hair. He lowered his head, but his big grin could still be vaguely seen in the shadows.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
He laughed lowly, then turned into a crazy laugh. Poof, a dagger pierced his shoulder, but it did not stop the crazy laughter from spreading further and further.
"Tell me where Batman is!!"
The torturer raised his voice, stretched out one hand to strangle the clown's neck, looked into his eyes and said: "Don't challenge my patience, madman, your madness is nothing to me, I will
Dig out all the useful stuff in your head."
The clown pouted and imitated his expression, stuck out his tongue weirdly and said, "You know you can't, otherwise why would the two of us stay here?"
The torturer swung hard, and the clown's head hit the edge of the chair, causing blood to flow profusely. However, the torturer cautiously took a step back and watched the clown coldly as he turned and walked out.
"Lord Tivolens, Lord Disad is calling."
The communicator handed over by a soldier was taken from his hand by the torturer named Tivolens and said over there.
"Yes, it is still under interrogation. I believe there will be a result tonight...I am very sorry, sir, it was my dereliction of duty, but if I had sent him here earlier...Okay, I will."
After hanging up the phone, his expression became darker. Just when he was about to open his mouth to say something, he heard a sharp alarm coming from outside.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!! Those weird-looking killers are here again!!"
Rows of guards ran out in a hurry. Tivolens took his spear and walked quickly through the corridor. When the yellow figure flashed past, he quickly threw his spear and pinned the opponent to the wall.
.
But even so, the opponent seemed to feel no pain or fear at all, and struggled to attack him with his claws. Tivolens cut off his head mercilessly.
Looking at the severed limbs lying on the ground, Tivolens frowned. He walked to the severed head, squatted down, and peeled off the mask with his hands.
As expected, there was also this killer in the last attack. If they were not twins, they could be resurrected endlessly.
Tivolens really couldn't understand why they wanted to create a lot of such weak killers. This kind of killer called Claws attacked their station more than a dozen times, but none of them could pose any threat. The best record was
Several robot guards were injured, but the robots were endless.
This group of killers is very annoying. They trigger alarms every time they come, and the regulations of the Apokolips Army are very strict. As long as the alarm is triggered, they must go to deal with it, and the highest commander must also be on site.
In just one hour, Tivolens has come back and forth several times. The lunatic called the clown is not laughing for no reason. Compared with an interrogator, Tivolens is more like a responsible person sitting at the door of the community.
Security guard carrying a pole.
He sighed deeply, took out his communicator and dialed the number of the combat unit and said, "You know this is not going to work. If you still can't take down their lair, I will report it to Master Disad."
The tone on the other side was very fierce, as if they were arguing about these things, but Tivolens had no time to listen. He had to deal with the difficult madman and get clues about Batman from him.
"You don't want to see my methods." Tivolens returned to the interrogation room again, and he said: "I know you have super long recovery ability, but I have seen more creatures who are better at healing than you.
, but without exception they are all crazy.”
"If you want the information in my head, come and get it." The clown laughed wildly, looked at him and said, "Try your best and let me see if it hurts more than Batman's punch."
Tivolens took a deep breath. He didn't look at the clown anymore, but walked through the interrogation room and came to another room, where there was a huge piece of equipment.
It is obvious that after they caught this madman, they used various torture methods, but this guy's brain was not normal and he did not look like an intelligent creature, so this kind of external force was useless.
But Tivolens is the most terrifying torturer in the entire Apokolips, and what he is best at is not physical punishment, but mental torture. He knows that time is running out and he must dig out the secrets from the other party's mind.
"Sir, the other party's mental state is extremely unstable. It is difficult to predict what is in the spiritual world. Should we conduct another check?"
"There is no time." Tivolens put his hands on the table, looked at the machine's reading display, and said solemnly: "We need Batman."
"We need Batman!!!!"
In the dark and damp long-table conference room, the man wearing an owl mask roared: "We are simply unable to deal with the next attack of this group of aliens. The capabilities of the claws that have been resurrected many times have been reduced to the limit, let alone take the initiative.
It’s difficult to attack and defend, we need stronger power!”
"If we had prepared early, how could we be like this?" A sharp female voice said: "That damn organization called Hydra is chasing us. Their heavy firepower density is astonishingly high, but we are...
There are only scattered killers, and if it weren't for the infinite resurrection of claws, this city would have been occupied by them long ago."
"Where are the superheroes?! What are all the superheroes doing?!" A male voice full of resentment and anger sounded, "Why don't they attack those remnants of NAZI?! How can they just watch those Germans occupy our land?"
land?!"
"Stop talking nonsense and think of a solution! We need Batman to open the channel, and that master can give us more power!"
"But we need more power to break through the alien defenses, get the Joker, and get clues about Batman!"
"But we need Batman to..."
Boom——
The dull sound echoed in the conference room, and there was silence for a moment. The owl priest standing in the middle said in an accent that did not resemble human language.
"I will contact that Lord. His little favor is enough to destroy all the enemies..."
"Long live Barbatos..."
"Long live Barbatos..."
In the S.H.I.E.L.D. conference room, Grant Ward looked at the action team in front of him and said: "We are only a little bit close to breaking through the defense of the eastern position. That is an extremely important position. As long as we capture it, we will move towards it.
One step towards success, please remember...Long live Hydra."
"Long live Hydra!"
"Long live Hydra!"
The afterglow of the setting sun became more and more intense, and the Gothic window of the Wayne Manor dining room divided the setting sun into fine pieces, which fell on the dining table.
When Batman walked down from his Robins, in addition to seeing Thomas and Martha, he also saw another person sitting in the side seat - Bruce Wayne.
Younger and more lively, the sunset that fell on him burned the fresh vitality even more vigorously. When he looked over, the afterglow lit another burning flame in his blue eyes.