Batman is a master of stealth, tactics, and escape. The Robins around him have naturally learned a lot of skills from him. Nightwing, as the first Robin, is the one who has been with Batman the longest and is also the most skilled eldest brother in the family.

In the years since Batman appeared, more than one person has actually put on this robe. Some of them took over temporarily, and some of them did it for disguise like Nightwing, but in the end it still belonged to Bruce Wayne.

Therefore, "Batman" is an urban legend, a ghost in the city, and the embodiment of terror.

Except for the super criminals, other criminals would be terrified by this name, and they would think he was invincible.

And every super criminal wants to drag him into the abyss.

But now it's Nightwing who's here.

The transaction below was about to end, and both parties received satisfactory rewards. Nightwing was sure that it would be too late if he didn't go down. When he heard Weiwei's "Nightwing", the first thought that flashed through his mind was "As expected".

So does she know the true identities behind the vigilantes?

"Okay, Vivi, I guess you don't have a bomb under your clothes this time," Nightwing said, "So can you let me go? They're leaving after completing the deal."

This gargoyle is a decoration of the building. Behind it is an empty window with no glass. Vivi's water pipe sticks out of the window.

On the one hand, she arrived earlier than Nightwing and it was a premeditated ambush. On the other hand, relying on the map, she started staring at Nightwing as soon as he appeared at the edge of the map - Nightwing stared at the smugglers, and she stared at Nightwing.

Weiwei pointed outside the window, then lifted the water pipe and carried the big man into the room like a cat.

Anyway, there is no upper limit on the player's strength.

Fortunately, this is a relatively cooperative cat. It will automatically curl up its body without making any noise. When it lands, it stretches out its paws and steps on the ground lightly like a real cat.

And Nightwing saw what happened outside——

The glaring car lights illuminated the dock area. The police's shouting only made the thugs more angry and violent. They were forced to the edge of the dock. Some of them had already taken out guns. They hid behind the cars, and behind them was the dark sea that was not illuminated by the lights.

But a dark figure lurking just below the pier suddenly jumped out from the sea, knocked down the guy at the back with one hand, kicked over the guys in front while they were stunned, and surrendered his weapons. Even though he was so far away, Nightwing could tell from his agile skills that the man was very good at fighting.

The leader hurriedly fired a few bullets to successfully outline the enemy, and then wanted to get back into the car and drive in.

Unexpectedly, the intruder took a running start and easily jumped onto the top of the car, smashing the roof open with one punch.

——This punch made Nightwing’s hand feel a phantom pain.

When she is finally exposed under the police spotlight, Nightwing recognizes her as Warden Bella Betivern.

Does the current Gotan even require the prison warden to personally arrest the criminals?

The woman who jumped off the car raised her head and fixed her eyes precisely on the window. Then, she waved to her fellow police officers from a different system and walked straight over here without much communication.

"Okay," Nightwing spread his hands and tugged at his cape, "You should let me go, right?"

Weiwei cut off the mercury supply.

After carving it on the prop, you can choose on the interface whether to continue inputting mercury to maintain the effect of the magic pattern. This water pipe produced by the gold coin mall is of reliable quality, has the effect of refreshing the air, and successfully captured the bird flying in the night sky.

"What do you want to do with Batman?" Nightwing asked, giving up asking Vivi how she knew he was Nightwing, at least she didn't shout out "Dick Grayson".

After successfully catching Nightwing who was cosplaying as a bat, Weiwei told them her purpose, thinking that they were in the same group.

During this time, Bettyven went upstairs. Weiwei took off the cloak that came with her suit and wiped Bettyven's face. Before that, she was lurking under the dock, and her whole body exuded the salty smell of sea water.

Nightwing frowned and looked at Betty Wen who was silent beside him: "The warden may be able to train you, why do you have to find Batman?"

"You can find me, too." Weiwei put her hands together and said something she had used once before, "I want to be a superhero like you guys."

After her military power is fully upgraded, all the super villains are imprisoned by her, and no one can stop her from building infrastructure in Gotan!

"This is not an easy task," Nightwing said unconsciously the usual words of a skill trainer in the game. "You have to hone your skills and sharpen your mind day after day, and fight those dangerous guys. You will get hurt, and you may even die. Are you sure?"

The warden stood aside with his arms folded, and it seemed that he would not stop their conversation.

Weiwei: "If I don't learn these, will I not participate in the battle?"

Dick was silent.

At the same time, he remembered that the girl in front of him would recover quickly from injuries and be resurrected from the dead. This inexplicable favor befell her, and she took danger as a gift. The communication was very quiet, and neither Tim nor Barbara spoke, as if letting Nightwing make the decision himself.

"Okay, but I have a condition," Nightwing said, "I will train you during the day, and at night, you have to follow me on night patrol."

He could see that even if he refused, the girl would find another way and continue to get involved in danger. In this case, why not put her in front of him? At least Batman would protect his assistant, and so would Nightwing.

Nightwing didn't know that his proposal was actually exactly what the person in front of him wanted.

After Bella became the warden, it was impossible for Vivi to go out with her trumpet all the time to catch criminals like she did today. After all, she was in the prison system instead of the police system. Although it is not impossible to release the criminals and then catch them back, I feel that this operation will be justly punished by Batman.

Having vigilantes in the city has both advantages and disadvantages. They will help you maintain the stability of the city. Don’t be fooled by the various super criminals that appear one after another. In fact, after Batman appeared, the crime rate and mortality rate in Gotham have dropped significantly. Weiwei has seen the report.

But she didn't want to be on the vigilantes' list of unstable factors - they definitely had one! Especially Batman, definitely had one!

Bella suddenly moved, and the warden approached Nightwing and raised his hand -

Nightwing glanced at her, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and the two of them high-fived.

Bella: "I'll leave Vivi to you. No, I'll leave it to you guys."

Nightwing lowered his voice: "I hope that next time you say this, you can make it clear in what capacity you are doing this."

Bella glanced at him and said nothing, and the two separated in an instant. Nightwing glanced at Vivi, and the girl turned her head to stare at the warden, revealing the back of her neck, and the red "VV" brand was particularly conspicuous.

His heart sank slightly.

Bella tied the cloak back on Vivi, and the brand was covered.

Bella raised an eyebrow: "At least I'm not Nightwing disguised as Batman."

Nightwing coughed lightly.

Weiwei didn't continue to pursue what happened to Batman, anyway, her goal was achieved.

She used the trumpet to say goodbye, sending Bella back to Blackgate Prison, and then said, "Shall we start tonight?"

Nightwing looked her up and down. "You need to disguise yourself and don't ride a horse."

All right, Weiwei said, "This is a small superhero training class. I will pay you, Nightwing."

Nightwing shrugged. It felt strange for him to do this in Batman's armor.

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Weiwei smiled and said in a long tone: "I will really pay you, I swear."

…

blackgate prison.

Bruce hid the key in his sleeve.

This is the key to the warehouse where the hoods were made. Only three types of people have the key: penguin people, prison guards, and warden.

He got the key from the prison guard.

Training a group of serious criminals to participate in prison repair work?

Although there was nothing wrong with this reason, he instinctively felt suspicious.

When he was sent to train them, Bruce had to fight with everyone and couldn't stop himself from beating several people into the prison infirmary - after all, he was fighting multiple people with his bare hands.

During this period, the warden did not show up, and he was not put in solitary confinement again. He was even moved to a room closer to the training ground.

The next morning, he found that the guy who had entered the infirmary before was not there, but there were more than a dozen new serious criminals - after all, the last thing Blackgate Prison lacked was serious criminals.

Just stealing a small amount of money and committing a robbery will not result in imprisonment. You will be released after a few days in the GCPD.

As usual, he beat the men up, and then began to teach these former thugs how to use machines. Perhaps because they were afraid of Bruce's force and the prison guards' guns, they dared not say anything, but they banged the machine casings on the ground.

He doesn't look like someone who will work seriously.

If we let these murderers go to work, aren't we really worried that they will take the opportunity to escape from prison?

The warden must have other support.

His mission is about to end, and he must take a risky action.

So tonight, after dinner, Bruce climbed out of the library window to the exercise area, moved to the warehouse under the shadow of the wall, and entered the warehouse using the key.

The Penguin Man hadn't arrived yet. He had collected information from the previous prisoners' conversations.

The warehouse is closed tonight, just like before, non-murderers don't have to come to work.

He guessed what would happen tonight.

Bruce hid himself in a warehouse where hoods were stored, and he easily removed the handcuffs on his wrists.

——I might have been an agent or a thief before, he thought. The latter was more likely. After all, a detective might not have such good skills, and an agent might not be so familiar with all the prisons in Gotham.

If nothing happened tonight, as long as he returned to the library before 10 o'clock, he would not be discovered by the prison police.

At 9:12, he heard the warehouse door being opened.

Amid the chirping of birds, the penguin man's voice was harsh and hoarse: "Everyone line up to change clothes and then go to get your hoods put on."

Then, in an eerie silence, he heard many footsteps but no one talking.

The storage room was opened, and people in uniform walked in numbly one by one, queuing up to pick up the hoods. Bruce narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he made a move, dragged the man standing at the end into the darkness, and then suffocated him to death.

He recognized them; these were the serious criminals he had trained during the day, except that they now behaved like unconscious puppets.

What does the Penguin Man want them to do!?

Bruce dragged the guy deep into the storage room and handcuffed him, then quickly changed his clothes.

He put on a hood and followed the example of the others, slowly walking out in line.

In the moonlight, he saw the penguin man standing at the front with his hands behind his back. He counted the number of people one by one, then put them 30 people in a car and drove them onto the heavy-duty trucks parked in the open space.

Finally, the Penguin Man got on the car himself, just missing the one Bruce was in.

A total of 181 people, in six cars, left Blackgate Prison in a line.

"The warden is hiding something," Bruce imitated the others and glanced at the guards under the car. "The guards don't seem to be manipulated. So this is something the warden acquiesced to or even instructed?"

What lies ahead?

Organ trading? Human experiments? Secret executions? Human trafficking?

Half an hour later.

Bruce stood in the East Side sewers and was given a shovel.