Chapter 86 Gotham Has Fallen in an All-Round Way

The latest website: On the fifth day after the virus was launched in Gotham, in the family cemetery of Thomas Elliott, celebrities from all walks of life in Gotham attended this event about one of the four major families in Gotham, the Elliott family. The funeral of the last heir, sitting at the front, is Bruce Wayne, the only heir (on the surface) of another one of the four Gotham families.

The rainy weather has always been the main color of the city of Gotham. Whether you are happy or sad, the weather above Gotham has always been like this. Living in such an environment for a long time, coupled with the surrounding people's livelihood Environment, enough to drive a person crazy, or even darker. Just like now, as the person in charge of his friend's funeral, Bruce just stood aside, watching these acquaintances mourn in silence in front of his friend's grave with hypocritical faces.

At the same time, there was also an inexplicable sense of sadness for the friend lying in the coffin.

Because this funeral belonged to his friend, except for his playmate who grew up together, there was no other person that Bruce felt strange to attend. It may be strange to say this, but he knows these people who attended his friend's funeral so well. They are just like the group of people who attended his parents' funeral, saying in front of the grave, God, how could this tragedy happen? When you turn around, you will take out your mobile phone and start to let your own business and management team acquire your family business.

What's more, he planned to get rid of his childhood self, making the Wayne family a legend in Gotham City. It's the same now, but the difference is that when he grows up, he can do things that he couldn't do before. At least, he can guarantee that his friend's hospital will not become a tool for these people to make money.

It's just that he feels sad for his friend. He has too many similarities with himself. He lost his parents and grew up alone. The only difference is that I blamed myself for the death of my parents and fell into a predicament of self-exile and confusion, while Thomas Elliott maintained a sunny heart and aspired to become the number one doctor in the world. He did it too, and became a kind doctor. Like his father, he gave free consultations to people in the slums every month.

Such a kind person died unexpectedly, but in the end, only a friend like himself was present at his funeral. None of the people he saved was seen, and no one really shed tears for him during the whole funeral.

[Is it true that Gotham cannot be saved? 】

Looking at the inscription in front of the tombstone, Bruce couldn't help thinking in his heart, Thomas Elliott, who had a similar experience to his own, was better than himself, and became a good person, and no one cared about his death. Such a city, after all What should be done to save her, Bruce began to doubt himself in his heart, where the efforts he had made over the years showed.

With such doubts, I ended this funeral for my friend,

At the same time, it also gave Bruce the idea of ​​​​closing himself up again. This time I lost my friends, next time, my family, or other more important people.

"Master Wayne, this feeling is really strange. It is Dr. Thomas Elliott who died, but I feel like I am burying you."

Beside him, the old butler Alfred looked at the sad Bruce and said there.

"Why do you say that, Alfred?"

When Bruce heard what Alfred said, he who was about to leave stopped, turned his head, and looked at the old man who raised him. For some reason, he always felt that he had grasped something, but he didn't know what it was.

"I said, Mr. Thomas Elliott is very similar to you. You have suffered the same blow, lost your parents, and then grow up and do what you want to do. The only difference is that you have me by your side , Dick and the others, with those kind people, and Mr. Thomas Elliot, it seems that you are the only one around. Did I say something wrong, sir?"

Alfred didn't understand what Bruce asked him, and was just talking about his own opinion, but he noticed the abnormal change in Bruce's face.

"No, inform the legal team of Wayne Group to complete the handover with Elliott Hospital as soon as possible. At least we must become the major shareholders in the hospital foundation. I will go to the hospital. You go back and take care of Jason and others. Tim."

The old butler's words made Bruce explain a few words before leaving in a hurry. Although it is an unchangeable fact that Thomas was killed in front of him, Bruce almost lost his mind because everything happened so suddenly that night, the mysterious blue lightning that rescued Ke Wen, and the old man just now. What the butler said made Bruce have another terrifying guess, but he could only keep this guess in his heart and check it out by himself.

After bidding farewell to Alfred, Bruce also drove his sports car and left the Elliot family's manor at a speeding speed. What he didn't know was that this funeral belonging to Thomas Elliott was not the only one that concerned him.

In the distance of Elliot Manor, with his super vision, Ke Wen stood in the shadow of the tree, looking at the funeral, where an innocent person was buried. And Wally, who used the molecular vibration of the speed force to change his facial muscles, stood aside, alert like a fox, and at the same time expressed helplessness for Ke Wen's impulsive approach.

"I said, you are too kind. You have no blame for this matter from the beginning to the end, but you came to this kind of place to watch someone's funeral, afraid that Batman wouldn't notice you. Please, this is Gotham, In Batman's territory, he is the first to know of any disturbances, and the Flash dare not run around in Gotham."

"I'm just asking for peace of mind. As for Batman, well, he doesn't seem to have so much time to look for me now. These viruses floating around in the city of Gotham are the problems he needs to solve. Moreover, he seems to have found Something important happened."

Regarding Wally's complaints, Ke Wen also said with a somewhat helpless smile. After confirming that Elliott's funeral was over, Ke Wen turned and left.

"Wait, let's go now? Then what are we going to do next?"

Seeing Ke Wen turn around, Wally also followed with a bit of curiosity. Although he still didn't remember who Ke Wen was, it didn't prevent Wally, a guy who was naturally familiar with everyone and enthusiastic. Get acquainted with Ke Wen. The speedsters of the Lightning family are all little angels.

"You don't need to do anything, you just need to wait. Whether it's a strange wind, a clown, or silence, they have arranged the game for so long, and it's almost time to close the net. I've been kicked out now, so They're going to take on Batman, and that's the only time they're going to show off, so wait, I'm eager to see what they'll do."

Regarding Wally's question, Ke Wen can be said to have said everything he could. Because Wally himself is a speedster, no matter how much Dr. Manhattan modifies the real world, for the speedsters, they will be able to detect something wrong in the first time, and they can also find out what is wrong in the first time, so I and Wally's initiative Contact is not considered a violation, not to mention that it was Wally who first pointed out that he knew Wally in the correct timeline.

With this as a basis, because of his own paranoia, he stepped into the trap set by the heterogeneous monomer Gale, and the depression that killed Thomas Elliott was released a little. As soon as the blocked heart knot was opened, Ke Wen saw many things clearly from the perspective of a bystander.

"Wow, you really have a big heart, can you guess what the hell they are going to do in Gotham?"

"I probably understand that what can be used is nothing more than those types. The most important thing is how they deal with Batman. Besides, I didn't do nothing. If they really want to play that set, then I will prepare What they have, but they can bear it."

Looking at Ke Wen who seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, Wally couldn't help taking a few steps back, and said after a while: "Do you know that this is a typical Batman behavior, I'm curious about the correct timeline , who did you learn these things from?"

"Well, it's a very long story. When everything recovers, you won't be surprised at all, but now, hurry up and keep up."

"Eh."

After being ordered by Ke Wen, Wally also responded, and followed Ke Wen like a boy. And the same conversation happened at Elliott's private manor. In the underground secret room of the manor, Thomas Elliott, who was supposed to die, was sitting there, and the new god of Apocalypse, De Sadd, was also sitting there. Then, there is also the clown, just squatting on the chair and playing the game of cutting hands with a knife, exuding an aura that makes De Sadd, the new god, feel uncomfortable.

As for Elliott, he stood silently, like a guard, standing there silent.

"Directing and performing your own funeral, you really have enough time, Doctor Elliott." After watching the funeral, De Sadd also broke the embarrassment and said to Elliott there.

"If I don't die, this game won't go on. Besides, you can't make a dead person die again, right? If I die, many things will break the clues, but now, he should find what I left behind. There are some things, if he can't find a clue like this, then it would be too unfulfilling to defeat Batman's body and mind, don't let me down, Bruce~"

Swirling the red wine in the glass, Elliot looked at Bruce who left his manor in the picture, and said there. The layout carefully planned by him also reached its climax from the third day after his death.

In downtown Gotham, Bruce Wayne's sports car was parked on the side of the road and was not allowed to be stored, because at this time, a demonstration was going on at the intersection in front of him. The dense crowd, accompanied by coughing one after another, holding the signboard of "To the truth, to live", kept attacking the defense line built by the Gotham riot police, just in front of the city government building.

Crowds of citizens held signs in one hand and sticks or stink bombs in the other, demonstrating there. The turbulent crowd directly blocked the traffic. In such a road environment, let alone driving a sports car, it is not a small problem to walk on two legs and pass through the sea of ​​people. This is the sixth day that the unknown virus is raging in Gotham, just like the one-week incubation period that Thomas Elliott set for the virus before.

On the sixth day, basically all the citizens in Gotham were infected with the virus, and only a small number of them did not show any obvious symptoms even if they were infected, as if nothing had happened. But this group of people happens to be in the city of Gotham. They belong to the upper class. Most of them cough, are weak, and have high fevers. It's just the people in the solution stage.

It would be fine if there were only such a group of people, but this overly obvious polarization also made the city of Gotham explode like boiling hot water. You are high above, standing at the end we have been trying to achieve, this is fate, I believe, but why, why even the virus favors you people, and we suffer there together, tossing and turning every night , when you can't fall asleep.

You are toasting to each other, the guests are having a good time, and you don’t know which supermodel or singer you are hugging to sleep. This kind of resentment, with the accumulation of time, only needs a little spark to detonate it and turn it into a flame that ignites the entire city, not to mention, under the circumstances of this kind of demonstration, what was supposed to be this kind of resentment The bright face representative of the city, the mayor has not even shown his face until now, but sent a fat guy there to smooth things over.

Watching the parade in front of him, Bruce reversed the car without showing any signs of expression. While looking for another route to Elliott Private Hospital, he also dialed the number of Wayne Group CEO, Lucius Fox.

"Good morning, Mr. Wayne," Lucius' worried voice came from the car phone.

"Lucius, what's going on?"

"Well, everything is fine except for those good citizens who are stuck in the road without going to work, smashing cars, robbing stores, or having friendly exchanges with the police. But Mr. Wayne, it all looks messed up, isn't it ."

"Yes, I'm afraid this is just the beginning. Remember the mineral water bottle I gave you earlier, I don't think you lost it."

"Hmm, I always thought you might need to use it, so I put it away."

"I'll send you a blood sample now, and you can compare the difference between this blood sample and the DNA left on the mineral water bottle."

"Uh, Mr. Wayne, although I really like developing some small toys, and I don't mind if you use these small toys to do something you want, but I can't guarantee that I can find the difference, it's too long. "

"I know, so you have three days. Also, remember that cloud sprayer?"

"You mean the one that was taken away by the Scarecrow, cooperated with the Assassin Alliance to almost cause the whole city of Gotham to be covered in fear gas, indirectly created Naihe Island, and provided Arkham with a large number of patients? I remember that it seemed to be dismantled by you, right? .”

Halfway through speaking, Lucius on the other end of the phone also fell silent, because when he remembered to speak out, he knew something was wrong.

"You fixed it again, didn't you?"

"Well, it's somewhere only I know. I'll send you its location now. This time, maybe we'll use it to save Gotham. Also, remember what I just said."

Just after finishing the call, someone noticed Bruce who was silently backing up from the parade crowd that was crashing into the hall of the city hall. No way, such a cool sports car parked on the road will attract people's attention no matter what, especially when they see that the person in the car is the playboy and billionaire who always occupies the cover of every newspaper. After Millionaire's Bruce Wayne, it was even more different.

"Look, that's Bruce Wayne!"

"Grass! Bruce Wayne! Hit!"

"Grass! Evil capitalism! Hit!"

A group of citizens who were overwhelmed by anger, helplessness, and fear didn't even need someone to instigate them, when they saw this high-class person whom they had longed for appearing in front of them. At this moment, the thought that was buried in his heart and did not dare to take action also burst out at this moment. He gave up the assault on the city hall building and rushed towards Bruce's position.

"shit!"

Regarding the inexplicable laying of the gun at this time, Bruce couldn't help but swear, and hurriedly showed his skills as a playboy, reversing the car on this crowded road to avoid the pursuit of these citizens. At this time, these citizens who were in a constant state of panic because they were infected with an unknown virus had long since lost their awe of the so-called upper class, leaving only a touch of madness.

The crowd ran wildly on the street, with only one target, and that was the orange Lamborghini in front of them. This sports car, which exudes an enviable aura from beginning to end, has also become the target they used to vent their anger at this time. In the process of reversing and evading, Bruce also saw all kinds of chaos in Gotham. Crimes that were only active at night began to appear in Gotham during the day.

There are policemen chasing and escaped prisoners everywhere, as well as those who have already fought together. The beggars on the street are also holding up corrugated cardboards, which read: The end is coming!

This scene hit Bruce's eyes, and it also reminded him of the information that Ke Wen tortured from Bane's mouth when he rescued Dick as an Arkham knight.

[You want to destroy Batman's body and mind? Destroy Gotham? Trials from the past? 】

These few words also kept echoing in Bruce's mind, and he seemed to have grasped what the so-called past trials meant. Thinking of this, Bruce also arrived at the evacuation position he wanted, avoiding the street cameras, and after setting the automatic driving of his sports car, he jumped out of the car in a blind spot of drifting perspective, rolled on the ground, and threw himself The expensive suit on his body turned into a beggar's outfit, and when he got up, he turned into a disheveled vagabond.

The crowd chasing his sports car ignored him and chased after the sports car that was set to autopilot. After evading the pursuit of these honest citizens, Bruce then used his No. 11 car to head to Thomas Elliott's private hospital.

Similarly, Ke Wen and Wally, who left after watching the funeral from Elliott's private estate, also walked on the streets of Gotham. At this time, the streets of Gotham seem to have returned to the era before Batman appeared. Police and robbers merged together, and everyone looked at others with danger and vigilance. From time to time, a robbery happened in front of them, and they It can also be ignored.

"This, is it still Gotham?" Looking at such a scene, Wally was dumbfounded. He had also heard of Gotham's reputation before, but it was the first time he really realized it. I feel that the severity of this situation is completely incomparable to the Star City where my girlfriend is, she is just a younger brother.

"So, how important is Batman to the city of Gotham? This is just the beginning, and what you see now is just the daytime of Gotham," Ke Wen said, kicking a woman who was about to attack a woman The guy kicked and flew, and before Wally went over to help the lady up, Ke Wen walked over with his collar, and it was only then that Wally discovered that the weak woman also had a pistol hidden in her purse, Looking at Wally and Ke Wen with his back turned to him.

"This...I...she..."

Watching this scene, Wally was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"It's good to get used to it. You are a simple and honest Gotham City. This sentence is useless. Thinking about the Apocalypse invasion war at the beginning, those Apocalypse monsters were also entertained by the hospitable Gotham citizens. In the end, the hospitality was beyond recognition. However, I stayed in Gotham to add bricks."

"Then where are you taking me now, to meet my ace, and I will need your help to take care of it when the time comes."

Speaking mysterious words, Ke Wen also brought Wally to an apartment building, and walked straight in.

Time went from day to night in this way. As Ke Wen said, Gotham at this time just restored the old face before Batman made his debut in Gotham. Gotham is even crazier at night, gunshots one after another, the sound of cars speeding on the road, the deafening explosions, the sound hits the ears, and the honest citizens of Gotham fall asleep peacefully under such sounds, and from time to time they will Turn around to avoid the bright light from the window.

And in Thomas Elliott's private hospital, Bruce Wayne, who came in after several twists and turns, was also rummaging for something in his friend's office. During the daytime when the traffic is almost on strike and there are demonstrations everywhere, it is not bad to be able to sneak in without being found, and Bruce is too lazy to take care of the image problem, and by searching the office of his friend, Bruce also found some things about himself. clues that were previously ignored.

"Is this the so-called trial of the past, silence."

Spreading the case records in his hands on the table, looking at the names on the medical records, Bruce also felt a little bit of a magical feeling out of reality. Because there is only one name on this medical record: Edward Nygma, cause: brain tumor, and this person also has another name, his name is Riddler!