Tim silently sent the photo to Barbara. Of course, he had no bad intentions. He just wanted Barbara to help him analyze the situation... Who made him unable to free his hands now, right?

The man in front of him was moving forward with a balance that no human could achieve. Tim quickly got rid of the "sense of horror" and analyzed rationally that this must not be Bruce, but just a puppet or a bionic man, created based on Bruce.

He frowned. "Does the person behind the scenes know who Bruce is?"

Not to mention that the doll must have been made before being dressed in clothes. Even if the doll was already dressed in clothes, the true identity of the Dark Knight of Gotham could be revealed as long as the mask was taken off. With such an opportunity, who could resist the temptation?

"It's been a disaster, isn't it?" He shrugged. "Bat?"

"That's not me." The calm voice of his adoptive father appeared in the communication, and elegant music could be vaguely heard in the background. It seemed that he was unable to escape from the party.

"The best outcome is that it was just an illusion, and the mastermind behind it didn't know your identity. He almost knew your real identity, but just didn't say it out loud," Tim chased after him again and added, "For now."

"The good news," Barbara said, "is that I compared the shadows on the wall, and during the activity, the shadows on the wall appeared flatter than normal."

Tim said subconsciously, "Batman with weight loss?"

Barbara suppressed her laughter and coughed lightly: "This shows that what we see is inconsistent with the real situation. It can deceive the naked eye but not the machine. It is really an illusion carried by a certain object."

Good news, Batman seems to have covered his vest.

"Don't get too close," Barbara warned. "It might explode. You have to know what those guys make. Anything could happen."

Tim has already caught up with him. He found that "Batman" had hit the wall again, but it may be that the controller was busy with other things, so the situation in front of him was -

Batman's lower body was pressed against the wall, and his upper body seemed to be elastic, leaning back and bouncing up again and again, hitting the wall with his forehead.

It seems that this is really not Batman. If he were here, he could directly break through this wall.

Tim raised the instrument on his arm expressionlessly and scanned it: "No heat source displayed. Wait, there seems to be some small animal under my feet..."

The little animal under his feet seemed to come to its senses and turned around immediately, so that Tim was facing the smiling face.

Tim: “…”

He felt that he needed to make an appointment for psychological counseling before leaving here, otherwise he might develop a psychological shadow on his adoptive father's smile.

This is weird!

He hooked the dart with his fingertips, but a wire hook suddenly dropped from the vent directly above and directly hooked onto Batman's cape. In an instant, the huge Batman was hooked into the vent.

Tim: “!?”

Well, it is confirmed that it is indeed a flat object...

After being hooked away, the two mice hidden by "Batman" were revealed.

Tim didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...So the only thing that caused the panic were the two mice?"

"How should we know?" One of the gray-backed rats spread out his two paws and shook them exaggeratedly. "We are just here to work."

"Bye~" the other one with black spots waved at Tim, "You did a good job Robin, everyone likes you - by the way, which Robin are you?"

Two mice jumped down from the leak one after the other.

Tim was silent for a moment: "Oracle, did you hear anything?"

Barbara said, "There's a mouse squeaking. What's going on?"

Tim let out a breath slowly - he might, really need to see a psychiatrist.

However, before that, he had to chase the person using the hook.

If Weiwei knew what kind of psychological shadow the combination of the [stray animal rescue symbol] and the little mice had caused to Tim, she would probably... well, she wouldn't feel guilty.

After noticing that the human-shaped stand and Robin's position overlapped, she jumped onto the vent and retrieved the prop.

Now I think this prop should be used for its original function. Who would push a signboard around when promoting a product? It should be placed in one place, such as the mayor's office.

The AI ​​was also constantly transmitting nearby news to her:

[After the evacuation, security personnel now gathered in the open space outside, they said they "saw Batman"]

"Tell Sherk to keep the security guys out."

In this case, it is equivalent to clearing the entire map, and there are only four people left here, Weiwei herself, Robin, Spider-Man, and Catwoman disguised as a worker.

The next second, the worker's green dot turned into the red dot of [Catwoman]. It seemed that she had taken off her disguise and decided to have a big fight.

But... Weiwei took off her glasses, lifted the iron plate of the vent, and jumped down from above.

She is not Bella Bettie now. Without the glasses, she is just the same her original self, "VV".

She raised her arms high, one hand still holding the bucket, and turned around leisurely - after all, Robin is a good person, she is also a good person, aren't they from the same country?

Behind her, a [Shocked] bubble first appeared on Robin's head, and then was replaced by an [Angry] emoticon.

Weiwei: “?”

No, what are you angry about?

"Robin, can I call you that?" Weiwei gave a friendly smile, "I need your help to deal with Catwoman."

The angry bubble disappeared, and the boy seemed to calm down. He said, "I came here just to chase Catwoman. What did she do?"

"Follow me," Weiwei glanced at the map, "She is inside the factory."

The girl in front of me was still dressed the same way, in a plain white robe, with bare feet on the ground. Apart from a sticky plastic bucket in her hand, she had no other decorations on her body.

When they met in the sewer, the other party was at least wearing shoes and a coat. Now when Tim recalled the scene at that time, he found that he was also wearing a simple and perfunctory robe under the coat - this reminded him of some not-so-good organizations.

When they met for the second time, she had become a corpse. Her coat and shoes were gone, her white robe was soaked by sewage, and the bullets in her body had not been removed. She was like a doll that had been discarded after being played with - her face was still intact, but the light in her green eyes was gone.

The third time they met was now. Tim could see the brand on the back of the girl's neck by tilting his head. "VV". There were no wounds, no death, no stains... It was like a brand new one...

He suddenly asked, "Are you sure you want to walk barefoot like this?"

The girl lowered her head in confusion: "Ah, it's okay, right? It won't hurt me anyway..."

She raised her head and gave him a nonchalant smile.

"You're so weird," she murmured softly, "Why are you angry again..."

She didn't know that every expression of hers appeared on the Batcomputer, and micro-expression analysis proved that she was not lying at all.

Human experiments have always been the bottom line that no one in the Bat family can tolerate.

Barbara's voice rang in my ears: "Two hours ago, the gargoyles by the church suddenly came to life, snatched the body from the police car and threw it into the blast furnace of the factory to burn it. This factory belongs to the mayor. I think you have seen the video, Robin."

"What about when you die," Tim asked, "won't it hurt?"

"Well," the girl was stunned for a moment, "No, it doesn't matter..."

She laughed and made a "yeah" sign as she spoke: "I'm dying for the betterment of Gotan, isn't that great?"

They climbed up to the second floor one after another. The girl seemed to know where Catwoman was. She even muttered, "Why is Spider-Man here too?" Tim wondered if there was any meaning in Peter changing his mask.

"What should I call you?" They had already reached the third floor of the factory. The whole factory was like a thermal reactor. The high temperature in some workshops concealed information about human activities. The girl could find Catwoman, so she must have her own way - a not very scientific way.

After a long while, Tim couldn't help but turn his head, and then he heard a slightly confused voice beside him: "Weiwei, just call me Weiwei, no one has ever asked my name... It's weird."

There's a strange sense of shame when someone asks her name in the game - don't the NPCs know her name by default? For example, Anna Ellecki or Bella Betiven or "C", but when she is asked her name face to face, she is neither the mayor nor the police nor the mysterious C, and she has to report her online name. This is too embarrassing!

Fortunately, she didn't use any weird names like "Angel Sword", "Flag of the Empire" or "Old Adam". Help!

The location of Catwoman was finally revealed in the room in front of them, which was the blast furnace where the body on "VV" was thrown. Robin stood in front of her and opened the door. Vivi stuck her head out behind him and quietly reached into the red bucket.

The room was empty. The place where Catwoman was shown on the map was empty. All the machines were not working. I didn't know what Catwoman was doing here.

——This is the problem with the flat map. They have already walked through all three floors, which means that Catwoman is still at that point, but Vivi can't get her three-dimensional coordinates. She might be underground or on the roof.

It really looks like a cat.

Her fingertips touched something, and Vivi glanced at Robin, hoping that it was not Robin's personal property.

She pulled out a remote control.

[Side quest advanced: Catwoman's hostility·bomb! ]

[Catwoman actually wants to blow up the factory. The factory is full of dangerous goods. Under her bomb, the entire factory will be reduced to ashes. The key point is that the mayor's initial investment will all evaporate - but now, the remote control to control the bomb is in your hands. ]

[You understand what Catwoman wants to do and why she does it. So, what choice will you make? ]

"Catwoman isn't here?" Robin said, "but I have a bad feeling..."

The scanner scanned the place again and again, and there was no reaction from the items that had not exploded. However, in such an environment, even without a remote control, if something unexpected happened during the fight, probably everyone would evaporate along with the mayor's gold coins.

Weiwei held Robin's arm and whispered, "Can you defuse a bomb?"

"What..." Tim realized instantly, "Oh my God, did she go to Arkham to study with Xiao Chou?"

The location of the bomb was marked just like last time, and all they had to do was dismantle the bomb in this dangerous environment.

But Weiwei knew that the cat girl was actually nearby, because the usable range of the prop [Personal Belongings Trash Can] was 20 meters.

Weiwei raised her head and fixed her gaze on the exhaust vent above her.

It's pitch black in there, but if Catwoman is really there, would she try to detonate the bomb?

Choose remote control over the timer. Catwoman probably just wants to evaporate the mayor's gold coins instead of killing innocent workers... But the mayor's gold coins are also innocent, okay! ?

Weiwei reported the coordinates of the bomb to Robin. Although she, an amateur, could use the package, it would be bad if she accidentally touched it during the process.

Then, she hooked her little finger, and a bright badge slid silently from her cuff into the small bucket in her hand without making any sound - there was nothing at the bottom of the bucket.

Catwoman is also a famous cat, so there is nothing wrong with giving her the [Cat Medal] in theory?

But I wonder if she can bear such "honor"?

The [Catwoman] mark on the map suddenly disappeared, and there was a sound of something heavy falling on the exhaust vent.

Robin, who had just dismantled a bomb, quickly went back and forth, holding Weiwei and taking two steps back. He raised his hand and shot out the claw hook to pull down the iron plate of the exhaust vent.

Along with the loud bang, a black tights, a long whip, steel cat claws, a mask... and even a hair band fell to the ground.

Tim: “?”

All of Catwoman’s equipment is here. Is she running naked?

On the roof, a black cat rubbed its face in disbelief: "Meow?"