It was getting dark.

The busyness in the Batcave is coming to an end.

The killer was unconscious, but all the samples that needed to be collected had been collected.

Weiwei answered the call and said, "Isn't it time to hand the person over to me, as we agreed?"

Weiwei gave Batman an advance of the killer who might go to assassinate Tal as a reward for his help. If the killer did not show up, she would not have to pay anything. This is the most stingy businessman.

She didn't want to give up any of her claws, so she made such a clear distinction. What she had with the bats was not a mutual help but a transaction.

"There's only one last step left to complete the deal. We're going to exchange information." Since Vivi insisted on making a deal, Batman would also treat this as a deal.

"You speak first." said the girl opposite.

"When I was a kid," Bruce said, "I thought there was a secret organization in this city, the Court of Owls, and that it wasn't just a fictional organization in nursery rhymes, but that it was really monitoring the city of Gotham."

"I investigated them, and I found the Harbour House," he paused, but only the sound of steady breathing came from the other end of the line, "but in the end I found nothing."

"After being attacked by the claws of the owls last time, I started the investigation again. Douglas, Saliot, Rosser, Scott, Petrov..."

He listed more than a dozen surnames in one breath: "These are all my suspects, but I haven't been able to obtain any evidence."

"And then you found me," Bruce said, "the blood of these killers is filled with electrum and another special material, which is an important factor in their resurrection. The two current killers are from the circus and have undergone special training since childhood—"

Bruce looked at Nightwing beside him, his expression unchanged: "Now it's your turn."

"Well," he was so frank that it really worried Weiwei. She organized her words, "The guys who wanted to cause trouble were scared. Now they are hiding in their nests like little birds, shivering. I encountered some trouble underground. There is a maze underground, which is probably their hiding place."

Bruce: "It's also the passage they used to escape. Tell me the location of the maze."

"The maze has been destroyed by me." Weiwei said sincerely.

Bruce: “…”

"Then, I also found dozens of Claw Killers underground, but they were all dormant."

Bruce: "You brought them out? Are they frozen now?"

"It's a mentally retarded state." Weiwei used an affirmative tone.

Bruce: “?”

"Anyway," the girl concluded, "I will keep these claws safe. They are not enemies. I will not give them to you. This is my...reward."

Weiwei subconsciously wanted to say "dungeon drop", but this word was superfluous.

"Who was frightened?" Bruce raised his eyebrows. "Don't be quick to refuse. In exchange, I can provide a batch of equipment to house these killers. I have been preparing it since the day of the attack."

"I don't know. I'll mark it on the map for you," the girl said with little interest. "But I don't need any equipment. Why don't you help fund the construction of public facilities in South Hinckley?"

This was no problem for Bruce. Any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem. He asked Dick to transport the female claw, and he and Tim went to investigate the status of these "frightened people". The map was sent to Barbara as soon as possible.

Vigilantes have no days off.

…

It's a good day.

The bat's glider flew over the city of Gotan, and he confirmed it with his own eyes once again.

This is a very nice city.

There is a hint of decay in her beauty, but she is still beautiful. She stands on the coastline like a shining pearl.

People love her, hate her, curse her, occupy her...can't live without her.

Maybe there really is a curse of "can't leave Gotan". When he was young, Bruce went to other cities and traveled around the country to learn fighting skills. After becoming the Bat, he went to summon the partners of the Justice League. They set up headquarters in other cities and fought side by side. The Justice League's watchtower appeared in outer space, and Batman's battlefield also opened up to the universe.

But eventually, he would return to this city.

Want to prove something, want to change something...but Gotam remains the same as before.

——Has Jason returned to Gotham? Has Jason really come back from the dead?

His children, he watched them leave the city, Nightwing, Troublemaker, Orphan... Next might be Robin. Bruce knew that Tim would probably go to San Francisco. He wanted to be the greatest detective in the world, and the greatest detective in the world would not only investigate cases in Gotham City.

Bruce knew that Tim had been planning for a long time, about the justice organization for teenagers.

But Tim held back because Batman needed Robin now.

All little birds will fly away from their parents' nests when their wings are full-grown. Batman's nest is Gotham. They love this city deeply, but only by leaving this city can they prove that they are independent and strong.

"What about you," Bruce wondered, "did you come back here, Jason?"

The bat drone sent all kinds of images, including a prosecutor who locked himself in the room, a judge who was afraid of the camera, a former mayor with a dull look in his eyes, a painter who tried to commit suicide, and the map provided by Weiwei even marked two children who suddenly developed autism, which was the more obvious symptom. As for the others, they were just a little more taciturn than usual, and their families didn't even realize that there was anything wrong.

Obviously, these symptoms such as "fear of light", "Alzheimer's disease", "self-mutilation tendencies", "autism", etc., all come from that "shock".

Bruce had investigated most of the people last time. The only ones who slipped through the net were unexpected members like the former mayor's wife and children. Based on Bruce's understanding of Vivi, she at least wouldn't harm children - so she really just knew that they were affected by fear, and didn't know who the targets were.

"Medicine, art, shipping... no, these industries won't be in chaos for the time being," Bruce breathed a sigh of relief. "If they are not directly assassinated, it won't make the news if dozens of people develop psychological problems one after another. These families may be in chaos next, and both legitimate and illegitimate children will come back to seize the right to speak in the family."

"That's great," Tim replied, but his interest was not high. "The killers have been dealt with, the court that controls Gotham City will peacefully transfer power, and the guys who know the secret have become fools... In a movie, it's a happy ending now, and it's time to play the ending song."

"I agree with your first half. Now the court is in the light and we are in the dark," Batman said coldly, "but I have a feeling that it won't just disappear like that. It won't be that easy..."

“It just hid in darker places.”

"Continue investigating," Bruce said finally.

What was Rothesay's reaction when he flew to London? Were there other people who had escaped from Gotham? Bruce knew that Vivi's goal was not to kill them or to settle the court - these people's families controlled Gotham's wealth and power. If they died together, Gotham would be in chaos, many people would suddenly lose their jobs, and the power struggle would make the upper echelons of Gotham become gloomy, causing the newly improved Gotham to fall back into its original bad state.

——It is much easier to destroy than to build.

——It is much easier to vent hatred and kill enemies than to solve the essence of the problem.

——Using magic is much easier than following the rules.

Batman stood on the top of Wayne Tower, gazing at his city. Someone fell behind him. He felt the gentle wind. Batman turned his head and said, "Zatanna..."

He paused, then said in a natural tone, "Please."

As if he hadn't seen what Zatanna was wearing.

Zatanna Zatara is one of the superheroes of the Justice League and the first magician of the Justice League. She was born into an "orthodox" magic family. If you have any magical problems that need consultation or any mysterious side powers that cannot be solved, you can ask her for help.

However, this magician with a distinguished background once wandered around as a magician. Now, she was wearing what people thought a "magician" would wear, a dark evening dress with a magic hat, but it was much more gorgeous than what she usually wore. The Gothic-style patterns and lace made her blend into the city. The black cape fluttered in the night wind. The female magician took the blood sample from Batman and said, "I can use tracing magic to get her movement trajectory. Do you need me to track the original body and make her your human monitor?"

But Batman refused, and Zatanna stopped suggesting it and began to work her magic. She heard Batman ask, "Your clothes seem to have changed?"

"Because I joined the magic show tonight, which was performed by many magicians gathered in Gotham," Zatanna looked at her, "I decided to make myself more of a magician."

"The theme of this charity show is - how to use magic to achieve magical effects."

Batman: "..."

But... you are a magician, right?

Dick's voice came over the comms, and he was dressed in civilian clothes instead of a conspicuous vigilante uniform, and just then he said, "I crossed the highway and arrived in South Hinckley."

He drove to the location Weiwei gave him, scanning the distribution of buildings in the town on Google Maps. A puzzled expression flashed across his face, and then he apologized to the people around him: "Sorry, I have to finish my work first."

"It's okay, thank you very much," said the hitchhiker. He was handsome, but his smile was very friendly and considerate. "Just drop me off at the intersection, not far from Professor Diamond. I will go directly to her."

The man next to me is one of the mayor's secretaries, a newly recruited batch. Logically, the mayor needs more than one secretary, and these secretaries should have a chief secretary in charge of them. However, the person in charge of assigning work to them is "Jar". Millie and Sherk, who have more qualifications than them, are now just secretaries at the same level as them. Therefore, none of them dares to compete for the position of chief secretary, and currently they are doing various odd jobs in the city hall.

The man came to deliver a document that needed to be signed by Professor Diamond in person, but his car broke down halfway through the journey and the document was needed urgently. The road in South Hinckley was too desolate, so he walked for a long time and finally waited for Dick who was passing by.

Dick was of course willing to help. After he put the man down from the car, he waved his hand and said, "Watch your step and be safe, March."

It was getting dark. There were only a few main roads with street lights in the remote South Hinckley. The lower half of Secretary Lincoln March's face fell into the darkness. He seemed to be smiling. He also waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to send him off.

So Dick started the car, and just as he drove to the gate of the nursing home, a man in a duckbill cap riding a black motorcycle suddenly rushed forward using a springboard leaning against the flower bed, jumped directly over the flower bed, and landed in the yard with both the man and the motorcycle.

——He had his back to Dick, but at first glance he looked like he had just returned from work at a construction site. There were two pale blue leaves between his hair, and his trouser legs were covered in dirt and lime. It was obvious that he had groomed himself, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms.

Looks like he can fight.

The strong man was very imposing and drove in a particularly wild way. Thinking of the building in front of him on the map, which was called "nursing home", Dick immediately imagined an old man trembling in front of the strong man. He silently pulled out his gun, but did not load it. He just pointed it at the other party and asked, "Police, stop and don't move! What are you doing?"

Jason Todd froze.