Late at night, a pale and thin man leaned against the bedside of the hospital bed. Listening to the steady sound of the electrocardiogram monitor, he fell asleep, but was soon awakened.
He picked up the vibrating cell phone, walked out of the ward, and answered the phone. The low voice of the Pale Knight echoed in the corridor.
"I know the situation is not good. Now the people need comfort, and I will hold a press conference at 6 a.m. tomorrow. I will find ways to restore their confidence and find a way to solve the dilemma."
"Thank you, Ms. Weiss. Thank you for helping me."
The pale knight hung up the phone. Through the ward door, he looked at the figure lying on the hospital bed.
"Halley..." The Pale Knight no longer remembers how many times she pronounced this name. But unfortunately, she can't respond to him now. She has been in a coma.
The Pale Knight walked to the end of the hospital corridor and opened the window. Not surprisingly, Gotham was sleepless again tonight. There were explosions of fire everywhere, and screams were endless.
It took several hours before the Pale Knight restrained the shake and sadness on his face and became firm again.
As he walked towards the hospital door, a familiar figure also walked towards him.
"Good morning, Mr. Mayor. We'll pick you up," said Yeyi.
The Pale Knight nodded to him. Then he got into the car and headed to the press conference.
When he stepped onto the podium, in addition to the reporters, countless eyes were focused on him. The eyes of the people were despair and expectation.
In the past, Gotham had only one light, that was James Gordon. But now, he has fallen. All the people can count on is the Pale Knight.
They desperately hope that the mayor, who once led them out of the darkness, could once again create miracles and save them from this hell.
The Pale Knight saw all this and knew that he had to do it and had no other choice.
The pale knight reached out and adjusted the microphone in front of him. The moment he lowered his eyes, he felt a beam of light shaking on his eyelids.
He had no such experience and did not understand what this meant. But Ye Yi, who had been through many battles, suddenly realized.
"Mr. Mayor! Leave down!!!"
"Bang!!!!"
A bullet passed through his chest, and blood splattered, and the Pale Knight fell down.
Everyone was shocked.
The security guard rushed forward and blocked the mayor behind him. He quickly shot again, but this time he didn't hit anything. Instead, Ye Yi noticed the sniper's position.
The Pale Knight who was shot was quickly carried away. Ye Yi rode on a motorcycle and chased in anger towards the sniper.
The sniper point was on the rooftop of a nearest building. Yewing threw down his motorcycle and rushed upstairs. After rushing to the top floor, he saw a bright red on the edge of the rooftop.
Yeyi saw a man wearing a red hood holding a sniper rifle, facing the direction of the Pale Knight being shot, observing the chaos on the ground.
Hearing the sound of the rooftop door opening, he turned his head. Yeyi stared at him angrily and clenched the short stick in his hand.
"Who are you?!"
The other party used his fingers wearing leather gloves to fumble the scope of the sniper rifle. He looked at Yeyi and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, I'm a long-awaited daimyo to you."
Ye Yi stared at him tightly. The other party's voice was too rough and hoarse, making him unable to hear who it was.
"I heard you joined the GTO." said the man wearing a red hood. "You are also beginning to notice something is wrong, are you?"
Ye Yi's fist suddenly clenched.
"You realized that Batman wasn't the kind of hero you thought. What he did was not saving the city. On the contrary, he became a fig leaf for the upper class, and you were his accomplice."
"Who are you?!" Ye Yi seemed to think of an impossible possibility, and his expression began to become frightened.
He took a step forward and made an attacking gesture, as if he wanted to use this to hide his panic. But the other party took a step back.
"You can keep going." Yeyi heard him say, "but they are almost out of patience."
After saying that, the mysterious man retreated directly to the edge of the rooftop and fell down with his arms spread.
Yeyi rushed over and saw him swinging to the other side of the building with a quilt, and then disappeared into the crowd.
But the name in his heart just rushed to his throat, didn't say it, nor did he swallow it.
"Jason Todd..."
Yewing returned to Wayne Manor in a daze. He felt that he had too many things to ask Batman, but he didn't know where to start. He didn't expect Batman to answer.
But Batman was surprised by his arrival.
Yeyi held it in for a long time but still couldn't hold it in. He looked at Batman and said, "What happened back then? How did your first Robin disappear? Where is he now?"
Batman's reaction was also beyond Nightwing's expectations. Batman became very alert, staring into Nightwing's eyes and said, "What did you do? Who did you meet?"
Yewing felt very broken, and he said, "Why are you always like this? Why do you never answer my questions directly?!"
He stood on the table with some weakness and said, "You made me less and less able to believe that you knew nothing about what those people did. If not, why are you always escaping?! Tell me why
!Batman!”
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about!" Yeyi roared at him, "I'm asking if you know you're a lackey in the upper class?! Did you kill everyone around you because you were afraid that this secret was exposed?
, including Alfred and Jason?!”
Batman felt like he was hit hard. He stood there for a few seconds without replying. Ye Yi looked at him with red eyes and said, "I am willing to believe you are not. But you never explain, and I can't convince myself."
After saying that, he took off his mask, left his weapon on the table, and said, "Sorry. But I won't help you again until you answer my question head-on. Batman."
After saying that, he left Wayne Manor without a second stay. Batman was still immersed in shock and did not come back to his senses.
When Yeyi opened the door and got into the car, he found that there was someone sitting in the passenger seat.
"Mr. Schiller? Why are you here?"
"It's definitely not because you quarrel with Batman to comfort you," Schiller said. "Don't explain to me what you two have quarreled. I just want to ask you something."
"What's up?"
"Some details about your relationship with Batman. Do you feel something is wrong with him in your daily life? Everything is OK, preferably emotional."
This question was too sudden, and Yewing didn't know how to answer it for a while. But he had just finished a fight with Batman and his mind was full of past events, so he said casually.
Schiller took out the medical record and remembered it very seriously. Then he asked again: "This question is very important, I hope you answer me truthfully. Do you think Batman has a tendency to be violent?"
Yewing opened his mouth and said, "He was indeed a little bit...he might be too sad after Alfred's death."
"So what about before, wasn't there at all? What about the emotions? Will he be prone to being irritable?"
This time, Ye Yi thought about it carefully for a long time, and then said, "Sometimes he does feel a little irritable, and he asked me to say that it was more like excitement. But it won't take long to get down and lock himself up.
Communicate with anyone.”
Schiller's pen was flying and he kept recording. Yeyi said a lot intermittently, and he recorded them all.
"Why ask this?" Ye Yi asked.
"I'm a psychiatrist. I told you that Batman's mental state is not optimistic. At first I thought it might be Alfred's death that stimulated him, but now it doesn't seem that simple."
Schiller paused and said, "I suspect this may be a genetic mental problem, and some people are using something to continuously strengthen Batman's mental problem and make his mental state worse."
Even though Nightwing had just had a fight with Batman, he still said, "Who would be? Who would do this?"
Schiller shook his head and said, "I'm still investigating. Thank you very much for your answer. If nothing happens, go back to the police station."
Schiller got out of the car and returned to his car. He stared at the recorded things for a while, but he put away the medical record and drove to the catwoman's house in the Lower City area.
Fiona is now staying with the Catwoman. They are saving people in the downtown area. The main purpose is to mobilize community forces to prevent explosions and murders, and then transfer the injured to the hospital.
In just a few days, the girl almost lost all her tenderness. Her red hair was dazzling like flames, standing on the corner of the street, constantly directing people to busyness.
After learning that the mayor was seriously injured due to assassination, ordinary people seemed to have finally given up on relying on others and instead planned to start saving themselves.
Their method of self-rescue is also very simple. It is to form an organization for people familiar with the community to concentrate all the available defense materials and weapons to the hands of adults with relatively strong combat effectiveness, and then they will continue to do so.
Patrol. Take down immediately whenever any suspicious person is found.
All the elderly, children and pregnant women are gathered together and placed in the safest center of the community. Others are responsible for logistics and provide survival security for everyone.
Fiona was the first to move. She took the lead in proposing such a system and used her father's prestige to successfully organize people. Their community also avoided many vicious cases.
The surrounding communities saw that this was effective, so they gathered together. They blocked the community's door with various waste items and sandbags, sent people to guard and patrol, and organized teams to go out to search for supplies. It was like a last-life era.
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But no matter what, this is quite effective. Those who were bribed have new faces and were driven out before they could be picked up by the community. Some wanted to rush in with bombs, but were also shot dead from a distance.
The casualties were quickly reduced to a minimum.
The closed community has reduced casualties, but it has also led to poor communication with the outside world and gradually lacks various materials.
But the effect of causing trouble made the upper class even more dissatisfied. They began to announce that the hospital would no longer accept new patients, major supermarkets were closed, no longer providing supplies, and the factory warehouses were strictly guarded and refused to let people get close.
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The power of a community is too weak to compete with the bodyguards hired by wealthy people for a lot of money. Even if they are robbed, they cannot grab much supplies.
They really had no choice but to join forces on a larger scale. They brought together the experts from several streets and communities and then divided the labor and cooperation.
Some people take guns, some prepare bombs, some lure the tiger away from the mountain, and some people are responsible for watching the wind. No matter whether it is a hospital, factory or supermarket, you can grab it when you go, run away when you grab it, and shoot another shot.
Because the survival supplies are too tight, I can't grab them today and I may not eat them tomorrow, so they don't care much about it. They just need to clear the magazines when they meet. Even a teenager like Fiona, who can take it in just a few days
It also affected several lives.
Even those like them are already considered conservatives. Some areas with more intense resistance directly started to capture the attack and blew up the doors of major storage centers. All those who did not surrender at the first time would be killed by them.
, without any mercy.
For a moment, the city was filled with blood.
After another morning news began, the host announced that it would be the last report, the TV station closed down and Gotham declared complete anarchy.