Chapter 3334 Bloody New City (Fifty-Seven)

Chapter 3308 Bloodshed in New City (Fifty-Seven)

In the ward late at night, a pale and thin man was leaning against the head of the bed. Listening to the steady sound of the ECG monitor, he fell asleep, but was soon awakened.

He picked up the vibrating mobile phone, walked out of the ward, and answered the call. The low voice of the Pale Knight echoed in the corridor.

"I know the situation is very bad. Now the people are in urgent need of comfort. I will hold a press conference at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will find a way to restore their confidence and find a solution to the dilemma."

"Thank you, Ms. Weiss. Thank you for your willingness to help me."

The Pale Knight hung up the phone. Through the faint light shining from the door of the ward, he looked at the figure lying on the bed.

"Harley..." The Pale Knight couldn't remember how many times he had said this name. But unfortunately, she couldn't respond to him now. She was still in a coma.

The Pale Knight walked to the end of the hospital corridor and opened the window. Not surprisingly, Gotham was having another sleepless night tonight. There were explosions everywhere, and screams were heard everywhere.

It took several hours for the Pale Knight to put away the hesitation and sadness on his face and become firm again.

When he walked towards the hospital entrance. A familiar figure also walked towards him.

"Good morning, Mr. Mayor. We are here to pick you up." Nightwing said.

The Pale Knight nodded to him. Then he got in the car and went to the press conference.

When he stepped onto the podium, in addition to reporters, countless eyes were focused on him. There was despair and hope in the eyes of the people.

In the past, Gotham had only one light, that is James Gordon. But now, he has fallen. The people can only count on the Pale Knight.

They urgently hope that the mayor who once led them out of the darkness can once again create a miracle and save them from this hell.

The Pale Knight saw all this, and he knew he had to do it, there was no other choice.

The Pale Knight reached out and adjusted the microphone in front of him. At the moment when he lowered his eyes, he felt a beam of light flashing on his eyelids.

He had no such experience and didn't understand what it meant. But the battle-hardened Nightwing suddenly realized it.

"Mr. Mayor! Get down!!!"

"Bang!!!!"

A bullet passed through his chest, and the pale knight fell down with blood splattering.

Everyone was stunned.

The security rushed up in a hurry and blocked the mayor behind him. Soon there was another shot, but this time nothing was hit. Instead, Nightwing noticed the position of the sniper.

The shot pale knight was quickly carried away. Nightwing rode on a motorcycle and chased in the direction of the sniper angrily.

The sniper point was on the rooftop of the nearest building. Nightwing threw down the motorcycle and rushed upstairs. After rushing to the top floor, he saw a bright red on the edge of the rooftop.

Nightwing saw a man wearing a red hood holding a sniper rifle, facing the direction where the Pale Knight was shot, observing the chaos on the ground.

He turned his head when he heard the sound of the rooftop door opening. Nightwing stared at him angrily. He clenched the short stick in his hand.

"Who are you?!"

The other party fumbled with the sniper rifle's scope with his leather-gloved fingers. He looked at Nightwing and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know me. I have heard of you for a long time."

Nightwing stared at him intently. The other party's voice was so rough and hoarse that he couldn't tell who it was.

"I heard that you joined GTO." The man with the red hood said, "You also began to realize that something was wrong, right?"

Nightwing's fists clenched suddenly.

"You realized that Batman is not the kind of hero you imagined. What he did was not to save the city. On the contrary, he became a fig leaf for the upper class, and you are his accomplice."

"Who are you?!" Nightwing seemed to have thought of an impossible possibility, and his expression began to become terrified.

He took a step forward and made an attacking gesture, as if to cover up his panic. But the other party took a step back.

"You can continue." Nightwing heard him say, "but they are running out of patience."

After that, the mysterious man retreated directly to the edge of the rooftop, opened his arms and fell down.

Nightwing rushed over and saw him swing to the other side of the building with a hook rope, and then disappeared into the crowd.

But the name in his heart only rushed to his throat, not spoken out, nor swallowed.

"Jason Todd..."

Nightwing returned to Wayne Manor in a state of loss. 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.

Nightwing couldn't hold it back for a long time, 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, he stared into Nightwing's eyes and said: "What did you do? Who did you meet?"

Nightwing felt very upset, he said: "Why are you always like this?! Why 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 that weren't the case, why were you always running away?! Tell me why ! Batman! ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about!" Ye Yi yelled 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. Leave the weapon on the table, and then say, "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. And 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 Yeyi didn't know how to answer it for a moment. 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 happened before, didn'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 again and lock himself up. Communicate with anyone.”

Schiller's pen was flying and he kept recording. Ye Yi said a lot intermittently, and he wrote them all down.

"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 is wrong, go back to the police station."

Schiller got out of the car and returned to his car. After staring at the recorded things for a while, he put away the medical record and drove to the catwoman's home in Xiacheng District.

Fiona is now staying with 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 shed 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 it down immediately if you find any suspicious person.

All 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 the manpower. Their community has also avoided many vicious cases.

The surrounding communities saw that this was effective and gathered together. Use various waste items and sandbags to block the community's doors, send people to guard and patrol, and organize teams to go out to plunder supplies. It looks like a scene of the end of the world.

But no matter what, this is quite effective. Those who were bribed were all unrestrained and were driven out before they could be taken into the community. Some of them wanted to rush in with bombs, but were also shot dead by long-range shots. They quickly minimized casualties.

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 is not good, making 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 approach.

The power of a community is too weak to compete with the bodyguards hired by wealthy people for a lot of money. Even if you use robbery, you can't grab much supplies.

They really had no choice but to unite on a larger scale. Bring together the best players from several streets and communities, and then divide the work and cooperate.

Some people took guns, some prepared bombs, some lured the tiger away from the mountain, and some were responsible for keeping watch. No matter whether it was a hospital, factory or supermarket, they would rob and run after robbing, and move to another place after shooting.

Because the survival supplies were too tight, if they couldn't grab them today, they might have nothing to eat tomorrow. They didn't care about much, and they emptied the magazines when they met. Even a teenager like Fiona had several lives on her hands in just a few days.

Even they were considered conservatives. Some areas with more intense resistance directly started the occupation operation, blew up the doors of major storage centers, and all those who did not surrender in the first time would be killed directly by them without any mercy.

For a while, the city was full of blood.

After another morning news began, the host announced that this would be the last report, the TV station closed down, and Gotham declared a complete state of anarchy.

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