Chapter 2036 Knight's Horror Night (Twenty)

"A few weeks ago, I kidnapped Black Mask under Batman's orders, and obtained evidence that Penguin frequently contacted the military for black gold transactions.

The sixth rule of Schiller's fabrication: If you don't say something shocking, you will die.

Penguin stared at Peter with wide eyes, and Batman also cast a disapproving look at Peter.

Peter immediately adjusted his state, withstood the pressure, and continued to speak as smoothly as stating the facts.

"After I kidnapped Black Mask, I learned from him that Penguin bribed the administrator of a military supplies warehouse in New Jersey and was able to buy a large amount of military equipment at a lower price."

"But obviously, the military did not know about this transaction, and I obtained the contact information of this military supplies warehouse manager's direct supervisor from Black Mask."

The Penguin seemed to have thought of something, and froze on the spot, and looked at Batman tremblingly.

"Scarecrow's actions of burying fear gas cannot be hidden from Batman. Batman asked me to find the location where some fear gas is buried, but he stayed put for the time being because he had a better way to solve this disaster."

Scarecrow also opened his eyes wide, and then looked at Batman as if he had thought of something.

"Did you blow up Gotham?!!"

"Did you anesthetize Gothamites?!!!"

The two asked in unison, in disbelief.

And Peter nodded.

"First of all, Batman opened up all the permissions of the Batcomputer to me, allowing me to use the Bat system and the Prophet system at the same time to hack into almost every electronic device in Gotham."

"Then, Batman found Poison Ivy, who was kidnapped by Scarecrow, and handed her over to me. Under his instructions, Poison Ivy and I came to the weather control center in Wayne Tower."

"Poison Ivy input the specially prepared plant poison gas into the center of the weather control center. I activated it, and everyone in Gotham was anesthetized."

Peter looked at the Scarecrow and said: "The fear gas must be in people's consciousness to activate the violent factors in their bodies, allowing them to attack indiscriminately, leading to huge chaos."

"As long as everyone in Gotham is stunned first, no matter how many fear gas bombs you detonate, there will be no reaction."

The scarecrow was completely stunned, and then, as if he suddenly woke up, he banged the railing hard and screamed: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?!!!"

"In order to prevent Gotham people from inhaling the fear gas and causing chaos, you use weather weapons to attack Gotham and stun everyone?!!"

He was yelling at Batman.

Logically speaking, Batman can clarify, but unfortunately Batman has never been good at explaining, and he does this to members of the Bat-family, let alone villains.

He continued to look at Peter disapprovingly.

Rule 7 of Schiller’s Rule of Fabrication: Make up your own story and let others scold you.

So Peter continued: "But this is actually just the first step of Batman's plan. He knows that I can do more than this."

The expressions of the others can more or less be summed up as - Are there any masters?

"A small episode." Peter added as if he suddenly remembered: "When the disaster first broke out, Batman contacted the FBI and told them that in this city full of disasters, those wanton people The terrorists who spread the poison gas used military vehicles."

Peter walked to the table next to him, picked up the remote control and pressed a button. A picture popped up on the screen, and Penguin immediately recognized it as a part of a military vehicle.

"The best person to check and balance the military is the FBI." Peter shrugged, walked to the door of Penguin's cell, knocked on the railing and said, "The FBI has obtained the special markings of the military vehicles. Do you think After Amanda Waller brings this matter to Congress, who will the military blame?"

The Penguin opened his mouth wide in horror. He seemed to be out of breath. He made a coughing sound from his mouth, then rushed to the railing and desperately stretched out his hand to catch Peter.

Peter nimbly dodged, and the Penguin hung down on the railing angrily, looking at the motionless Batman next to him and cursing.

"Batman, you broke the rules of the game. You can't harm me like this. I will be wanted by the FBI and the military. I will be caught by them and taken to the Florence Prison!"

"Don't you know how cruel that crazy woman Amanda Waller is?! My enemies will not let me go! I will die in prison! Batman, how can you be so despicable?!"

Batman wanted to say that he didn't, but the contrast between Penguin's pale face at this time and his proud expression at the mayor's banquet was too sharp, which made Batman admire it for half a second longer, causing him to miss the best opportunity to reply. .

"Oh, I forgot." Peter continued: "Batman has long been dissatisfied with those military bugs you dealt with, and even letting the FBI trouble them in Congress can't relieve his anger."

"So he contacted the military again and told them that the FBI had obtained the evidence. What do you think the military would do if they knew in advance that they would be in trouble?"

Penguin froze completely.

"Yes, missiles are flying over, but Batman has already prepared an anti-missile system. It is not accurate to say that it is an anti-missile system. He has planted missile decoys around Wayne Manor, which has been cleared long ago."

Penguin's fat face could be said to be as pale as paper. He took a few steps back in panic, shook his head and screamed: "You're crazy, Batman, you're crazy!!!"

"The U.S. military blatantly bombed Bruce Wayne's home! Did you know this would start a world war?!!"

Batman was about to open his mouth to speak, but it had been too many years since anyone had competed with him for the right to speak. The forward movement of his mouth was too long, and Peter managed to steal the conversation.

"Of course it's not that serious. You know, Bruce Wayne is a businessman. Maybe he will choose to cooperate with the FBI and challenge the military in Congress."

"Where do they spend such high military expenditures every year? They buy equipment and sell it to terrorists at low prices, and they buy a lot of missiles to bomb the world's richest man."

"But Wayne can also choose to join forces with the military. Where does the FBI spend the large sums of money? The city is facing a disaster and just sit back and ignore it, fabricating evidence to frame colleagues and dispatching urgently."    "Despicable! Batman, you This despicable villain!" Penguin almost broke his teeth. Although he couldn't name Batman as Bruce Wayne, he still said angrily: "Isn't it enough that Wayne Group has eaten up all the White Road business? ! You can't cooperate with them in a transaction without me!"

"This is my business! Batman! Mine!!"

Penguin's round eyes were burning red. He didn't dare to think what a sunny and cheerful fat man he would be if he got such big handles from two parties at the same time.

Peter was still adding fuel to the fire.

"No, no, no, business is ruthless, Mr. Penguin, of course Batman expected that you would use various methods to undermine Wayne Group's next strategic move, so..."

Peter stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Penguin, then pointed at his chest.

The Penguin instantly felt like a chicken being strangled by the neck, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Wayne Group can't get involved in underworld business. They are a serious company, right, Mr. Oswald?"

The Penguin was stunned for a moment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then looked tentatively at Batman. He didn't know if Peter's words meant what he understood.

Now that Batman has both the FBI and the military in his hands, Penguin can imagine that these two parties will definitely try their best to win Batman's support.

Of course, everyone knows that Batman is Bruce Wayne. Now in their conversation, everyone has acquiesced in this, including Batman.

The methods used by the military and the FBI to fight for each other are certainly not explicit, and everyone understands them.

But Peter also said that Wayne Group cannot get involved in the underworld business, which means that they do not intend to conduct black gold transactions themselves.

Well, as we all know, the most common method used by the shadow government to control the United States is a black glove on the left hand and a white glove on the right hand.

"No, no, no, no, no, no..."

Penguin looked at Batman in surprise, unsure if he had just received a recruitment invitation from Batman.

Has this idiot finally figured it out?

He's finally tired of playing in his baby amusement park and is going to take some adult steps to save Gotham?

Penguin instantly opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, entered professional mode, and began to abide by the oath of silence.

He can offend Batman more than he can offend the man behind America.

Besides, Penguin began to think about it in his mind. This is a huge business, so the question is, how much money can he make by being the black glove of Wayne Group?

What? Those two capsules in his lungs?

It's okay, as long as this thing can make you cram two pounds into it, it will be the return of the great Emperor Bruce Wayne to his loyal Gotham.

"What riddles are you playing?" Scarecrow said impatiently, "I just want to know what is going on!"

The Penguin immediately took a step to the side and looked at the chemistry professor who had no business acumen with a disdainful look, drawing a clear line with him in attitude so as not to appear unprofessional.

"Oh, and you, Mr. Scarecrow, you don't think that Mr. Arkham Knight is really going to help you, do you?"

Peter looked at Scarecrow and said, "How do you think Batman located your location in the first place and pursued you so hard?"

The Scarecrow was stunned.

Then he turned his head and glared at Jason. He rushed to the side of the cage, hammered the side railing hard and said: "You are in the same group with him! You damn..."

Before Scarecrow could finish the curse word, Peter interrupted him and said, "Of course, he doesn't know, because the positioning method adopted by Batman is slightly novel."

Jason stared at Peter motionless.

Peter covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice.

Jason heard a voice in his head.

"Hello, human, I am the God Tal Red Bee from the planet Klintar. You can call me a symbiote. I think you have heard my voice, right?"

Jason hit the corner with a thud. He looked around in disbelief, wondering what was talking to him.

Wait, does this voice sound familiar?

Who told him "You haven't forgotten" before?

"Yes, I am a parasitic species. I am in your body now. I checked your memory. After you passed out, I also operated your communication device to call Batman."

Jason was stunned.

He came back to his senses with trembling lips, his eyes fell on Batman, and after taking a deep breath, he roared with a hint of horror.

"Batman!!!!!!"