Chapter 98 Arkham Knight

Barbara was kidnapped.

The one who ordered her kidnapping was the Arkham Knight.

Red Hood: "..."

He resisted the urge to pick his ears and stared at the criminal in front of him, ready to invite him: "What are you repeating?"

"As you said, we successfully took Barbara Gordon away according to your plan, Boss. But Robin and Batman will soon find out that she is missing. You will be in charge from now on."

All right.

I did yell at him to "get out and do what I say".

But who could have thought!! Where is Robin? Where is Nightwing? How could such a big teammate of mine be kidnapped in a matter of seconds?!

This made Jason feel that he might be more suitable to be a villain. After all, before this, no criminal dared to boast that he could fight Batman.

It seems that the original Arkham Knight did have a big plan, including but not limited to killing off Batman's assistants one by one before killing him. Great, this makes an incredible idea suddenly easy to implement. The first step to becoming a great man must be to break down long-term ideals into countless small goals, but why is it Barbara?

"Did you hurt her?" Jason asked viciously. His men were pale and shaking their heads wildly.

"We dare not, Boss, you said you would keep her alive."

Very good.

Jason breathed a sigh of relief: "Bring her to see me."

Soon, the Prophet and the Arkham Knight had a historic meeting. The former still didn't know that his allies had gone undercover into the upper echelons of Arkham. He looked up at the latter with anger and fearlessness: "Who are you? What is your purpose?"

Arkham Knight: "Barbara? What happened to your leg?"

“…”

Ten minutes later, Jason handed Barbara a box of Band-Aids with a guilty conscience. Although her life was not in danger, she had resisted and been suppressed during the kidnapping, so it was impossible for her to be without any scars.

"God." Barbara shook her head and took the medical supplies from him. "It's quite convenient that we two merged directly. Next, I have to inform Tim that he and Batman are rushing to the ACE factory to take Damian away from the criminals who fell into the hands of the criminals."

"...You said they went to the ACE factory?"

"Yes."

"That's a trap set by the Scarecrow."

"Oh." Barbara suddenly realized, "You have teamed up with Scarecrow."

"Yeah," Jason showed her his helicopter, "Not only that, but I'm going to use it to set off fireworks for the old man."

“What’s the next step?”

"Don't you think it's inappropriate for you to ask the enemy boss about his criminal plan?" Jason showed her his military situation map. "The paper records are very limited. I only know that Scarecrow is preparing to pollute the city with a huge amount of fear gas. There is a production furnace in the ACE factory, and there is a neutralizer next to it to attract Batman to the scene."

Barbara looked at the map of armed forces that covered almost all of Gotham with a strange look in her eyes. "...This is ridiculous. You," she looked at Jason, who refused to take off his mask and had the Arkham logo on his chest, "me," the girl knocked on her knees again, feeling almost nothing there, "and Bruce and Gotham. This is just like a nightmare."

"Right." The Arkham Knight frowned at the emblem on his chest, and with his fingers he pushed it off and threw it into the trash can. He walked over to Barbara, dragged a chair over and sat down. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that all the bones in his body were aching, but because it was not strong and did not affect his activities, he put this discomfort behind his mind. The young man stared at the burnt paper scraps floating in the air in front of him, "I think so too."

"Bruce wanted me to be a prophet and focus on logistics."

Barbara rocked her wheelchair to the window and looked up at the bat lights hanging high in the sky.

"I argued back, you know? We had a really bad argument once, and I thought he was biased about my abilities, but he thought I was naive and short-sighted."

Jason replied, "I know. Dick told us."

"But I didn't tell Dick what happened next, and he couldn't tell you either." Barbara turned around and winked at him, diluting the depressing atmosphere. "Bruce made a scenario for me. What if Chou knew my true identity, knew that I was both Batgirl and Commissioner Gordon's daughter, and then one day he walked to my door with a gun and said, 'Community service, I've come to give you a small gift! Bang--'. It's that simple."

The Arkham Knight said nothing.

"He said he wouldn't let that happen, but that Prophet was safer than Batgirl, and that he would do his best to keep my secret identity secret, which would be better for everyone," Barbara said. "There would be no additional risk to me, him, or my father."

"I still feel that becoming a vigilante is my own choice and I have to bear the consequences myself. But how can others stay out of it?"

"If I--I'm like this now," Barbara looked at her legs, "will he tell my father? What will happen if he tells him? 'Your daughter was seriously injured while working for me', my father will be mad." She smiled self-deprecatingly, "Sometimes imagination alone doesn't give me much sense of involvement. Now I have much more to consider than before."

"You are condemning yourself."

"I didn't," the girl said solemnly. "Well, maybe a little, but not because I regretted arguing with Bruce. I still think he's too controlling and doesn't explain enough. Don't you think he was too detailed in describing how Chou barged in?"

“Maybe my fault is that I’m not strong enough to face my mistakes and let others help me share my own responsibility.”

Bruce said he wouldn't let that happen.

Barbara thought, although Batman might not need it, it should be me who should say this.

She will be a qualified bat girl and will never put Batman in a dilemma in front of his friend Commissioner Gordon because of her.

**

Moses talked with Commissioner Gordon for about ten minutes. Although the conversation was short, a lot of information was revealed.

James Gordon is a good man.

He trusts Batman, and they are equal partners, so he won't try to hide anything - even if he has this inclination, Moses can quietly guide the topic to what he wants to know.

Xiao Chou's presence made Moses doubt his own sanity.

Hallucinations, lies and possible bombs wrapped in sweet candy wrappers.

Batman has to sort them out one by one.

After comforting his old friend and persuading him to keep in touch, Moses switched the call with Commissioner Gordon to Robin, whose call seemed urgent.

"It's fine," Tim said. "I thought it was, but, uh."

How do you explain this?

Help!

Barbara has been kidnapped, and her kidnapper is the Arkham Knight, and the Arkham Knight is Jason Todd, who is now one of their own.

——Every word sounds outrageous.

Alfred, who stayed in the Batcave, was taking time to investigate. He found the death records of the previous Robin and Bruce Wayne's adopted son.

"You know," the old butler said softly, "this is not what we really experienced, but it is not the first time we have heard of it."

To facilitate communication, Barbara established a new communication channel.

In layman's terms, she created a small group and temporarily stopped playing with Batman.

Nightwing is rushing to Jason, wondering how the criminals in Arkham feel after hosting the Prophet and the Bludhaven Vigilante one after another.

Jason: "The only good news is that I was Robin in this universe."

Dick pointed out: "Rather, so far, the only place you haven't been is ours."

His good brother immediately retorted: "Aren't you the same?"

Tim was calm and didn't want to argue with them.

After all, the biggest winner was himself.

The problem now is that Batman has a memory problem, but his vigilance has not decreased at all. It is obvious that whether it is Barbara, the Arkham Knight or Jason, they are all minefields that Batman cannot touch.

And the great Robin was just about to combine these three points into one sentence and throw them out all at once.

Tim knew that he and Barbara had aroused suspicion, and he felt that if he told the truth without even saying hello, he would be unworthy of being the only Robin in his world.

"I misunderstood something."

Finally, he replied cautiously, "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, nothing has happened, and we can continue to go to the ACE factory."

Batman regarded him with an unfathomable look for a moment.

Tim found that in just a short time, the vigilante Gotan's mood seemed to have subtly changed.

He didn't know whether this was good or bad, or even why.

"We'll talk later," Moses said. "The prophet told me that there's a boy in a Robin uniform who has mistakenly entered the ACE factory. In addition, several GCPD officers have been kidnapped and we need to get them out."

There was no conversation after that.

After they arrived at their destination, they found that Damian had destroyed half of the factory's equipment and weapons by himself, and was paralyzed. No wonder Scarecrow was swearing and angry. Batman's arrival made him cheer up and prepare to give up his home ground to the Arkham Knight: "Didn't you say you had a way to deal with Batman?"

"I've told your men how to deal with that old fellow," the Arkham Knight said perfunctorily. "If they can't do it, there's nothing I can do about it."

scarecrow:"……"

He originally thought that everything was infallible.

After all, there are hundreds of enemies in a factory with heavy firepower. Isn't it easier to seriously injure Batman?

However, Damian's previous experience made him look at his subordinates as if they were a group of artificial morons who could not understand words and could only perform addition and subtraction within ten.

"You need to come earlier." He decided to pass the buck to his partner. "ACE Factory may not be able to keep an eye on him."

"Okay," Jason said, and he got on his helicopter and started the engine, with an inexplicable sense of eagerness in his movements. After turning off the Scarecrow communication, he said to Dick and Barbara below, "I'm going to say hello to Batman."

The roar of the propellers quickly faded away.

Dick turned to look at Barbara: "...So he's going to use this to say hello?"