Chapter 26

As a black organization that has occupied an important position in Gotham in only nine years, it has risen so quietly that when it appears completely and powerfully in people's field of vision, it is like thunder.

Gotham was in chaos at the time, and the blond boy took advantage of this time when everyone was in danger to secretly develop his own power.

With the plan Yuna gave him before she disappeared, and his own extremely powerful abilities, he perfectly hid his budding organization in the cracks, dormant, and developed secretly.

Unlike some criminals who try their best to get in, Gotham has never been an easy place to hang out. This place is chaotic and disorderly. Originally, if the underground forces could fight against each other, it would be fine. However, the people in this city are not only crazy, but also Arkham lunatics who can break the balance have appeared frequently in recent years.

Plus a Batman.

Good guy, the underground world is already in chaos.

Not many people want to continue to be chaotic and disorderly. They all want unity.

——Unification led by oneself.

So, busy fighting for hegemony and annexing black, eating, and black, no one paid much attention to this blond boy who came from nowhere.

He starts with intelligence, does not participate in large-scale battles, and never offends anyone easily.

In this way, under their noses, he quietly made his organization stronger and stronger.

By the time they suddenly woke up, it was already too late.

A young man who was only in his teens when he arrived, and now he has just reached adulthood, has forcibly carved out his territory and firmly controlled Gotham Area C.

The entire Gotham Area C.

This time, they started to panic.

How can I ask a new organization to share the cake that I have been fighting for for more than ten years?

But they soon discovered that the blond boy did not appear in their eyes through opportunism.

He is strong.

So strong that people dare not mention his code name.

Although he never said that he was the BOSS of the black organization, this organization was founded by him. Is it possible that he still wants to give up the position of leader to others?

They acquiesce that he is the leader of the black organization.

However, this person who they must not mess with now, after hearing the little girl's request, agreed without hesitation and began to order people to find information for her.

No matter how tense the atmosphere between them just seemed, he would do whatever she ordered.

Gin is cold, vicious, and suspicious. He is a perfect all-around killer, but he will always remain loyal to his leader.

Although this kind of loyalty may be mixed with other factors.

Gin lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl sitting obediently on the sofa waiting for the results. She looked just like she did when they met, just a little older.

The people below quickly presented the information respectfully. When they opened the door, they were stunned for a moment when they saw the girl sitting quietly in the room, but soon they didn't dare to look any further, and quietly and quickly retreated out.

Gin opened the information and Dita was sitting. He stood up and extracted the key points for her in a low and cold voice: "Jason Todd, born in Crime Alley. Adopted by Bruce Wayne three years ago." The

original appearance The expressionless girl tilted her head when she heard this: "Three years ago?"

Gin understood what she meant and replied with a cigar in his mouth: "Three years ago, he almost destroyed the entire Gotham Port with his own strength. .Power."

The girl raised her eyelids.

"Of course, he borrowed our power." Gin's eyes showed a hint of appreciation: "I originally wanted to recruit him into the organization, but I didn't care about this little thing. He almost destroyed the entire port's power, and he also He was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but I saved his life."

The girl sat up straight.

Gin glanced at her, with a sneer on his lips, and continued: "But he didn't agree to join the organization." "

Oh?" She asked very softly, "Why?" "

He said he didn't like the underground Force, I didn't use this favor at the time, and he was later adopted by Bruce Wayne."

"..."

"Basically all the forces in Gotham have been visited by Batman, and we have the least conflicts with them. . Even before an operation, Robin came over and told me in a subtle way that there was a problem with the other party I was doing business with."

Gin sneered and added: "I killed everyone there. "

Of course, there are also traitors in your own organization who are trying to steal others.

"So, Jason is Robin."

Dita added.

Gin wouldn't tell her irrelevant things for no reason.

"Yes," Gin nodded slightly, "After discovering this, I immediately went to investigate Batman, but unfortunately, they are not the same person. Batman and Bruce Wayne once appeared in the same place at the same time. "

After Analysis of their actions reveals that Batman is not someone else pretending to be him. "

It was rare for Gin to speak for such a long time. He held an unlit cigar in his mouth and clicked his tongue, as if he was a little irritated by this.

"I don't like the smell of smoke. "The five-year-old leader reminded him lightly.

Gin sneered: "Why, you won't even let me hold a cigarette? "

That's still okay. " "She smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "After all, I'm not the leader of the devil. Gin

choked, put down his cigarette, and said coldly: "Robin was killed by the clown." "

Dita looked up suddenly.

"Joker? "

she said.

" Clown. "

She repeated it again.

"...Tsk. Hahaha. She laughed softly: "This madman." Hahaha.

"Kill Jason? " "

"He is also worthy. "

Gin squinted his eyes, looking at her appearance, and placed his left hand closer to the gun, but after thinking that she was not afraid of the gun, he regretfully stopped his subconscious actions. Even if the leader is going

crazy now Even if he wants to destroy him, he can't destroy her in turn.

Because she is the leader.

Dita seemed to be trying her best to hold back the laughter that overflowed from her throat, but then she gradually couldn't hold it back any longer, and there was no trace of sadness in her smile. Instead, it seemed like she heard some joke.

Her smile was very light and a little sweet, but if you were really standing next to her and listening to her laughter, you probably wouldn't think so.

"Clown. "It took a while before she stopped, chewing on the name: "Yes, after discovering that Jason is Robin, combine the time of Robin's death and disappearance, and then compare it with the state of Batman and the Joker at that time. . "

Obviously. " It's so obvious. "

"Everyone knows that it was the Joker who killed Robin, right? Is he happy? Oh, by the way, he has always been such a madman. He was already famous before I left Gotham. "

I'm afraid he will be happy to leave some relics to Batman."

Gin listened to her words without saying a word.

Her so-called "brother" is really important in her heart.

A qualified leader would not lose his composure because of a person she has not seen for nine years - unless that person is her partner who has not yet fallen out with her. In this circle, it is always the partners who trust each other the most.

But he once forced her to kill someone with a gun when she was a child.

Gin's green eyes were cold.

Although she didn't take action in the end.

He killed the traitor for her in front of the boss.

Dita stopped whispering.

She sat very quietly for a while.

"The clown is in the lunatic asylum, right?"

"What do you want to do? Kill him?" Gin reminded coldly: "If the bat doesn't kill him, he won't let others kill him. Wait until he pays attention to you. , starting to investigate you will destroy your plan."

The title of the world's best detective is not just blown away.

And the Joker is a lunatic who seems to be immortal. Organized underground forces like them generally won't be infected.

"I won't do it in the name of the organization, nor in the capacity of Yuna Wayne."

She smiled softly, and placed her left hand on her empty heart, feeling the cold temperature there.

"The one who went to find him was just a ghost."

Arkham Asylum.

The guard sat in the control room, staring at the monitor in front of him attentively. Before he came, many people warned him that he must keep a close eye on the surveillance, and no matter what weird things happened, he must sound the alarm quickly. Because if you are not careful, your career or even your life will end.

Suddenly, a screen went black for a moment.

The black screen went black very quickly --> so fast

that it seemed like an illusion caused by him holding on for too long.

The guard was a little confused for a moment, but he did not sound the alarm immediately. If nothing happened but he sounded the alarm rashly, it might lead to chaos.

He searched the various screens for a long time and found no similar situation. Even the clown who liked to cause trouble the most was staying peacefully in his own room.

Although he was peacefully going crazy in the room.

He chuckled and said, "Who is coming to visit me?"

The guard ignored him. After all, his ward was specially built for him. Even the ventilation area only had two small holes, and it was the treated kind. In addition to oxygen, other special substances would be filtered.

It can be said to be the VIP treatment in the entire Arkham.

However, the surveillance clearly radiated the entire ward, but did not show the little girl standing openly in front of the clown.

The little girl's whole body was filled with black mist, and her exposed limbs were covered with black and red dark lines, forming a delicate and mysterious pattern. Standing there quietly at this moment made people feel very bad.

She seemed to be completely ignored by the camera.

"Cute little thing!" the clown exclaimed, with an exaggerated smile on his face: "Oh, are you also here to hear the story of how I killed Batman's little bird?" "Yes, that's right

. ." Her voice was so soft that it seemed to disappear in the air.

"How did you kill him?" He

became excited when he mentioned this clown. He temporarily put aside the question of why she could easily enter the ward without being discovered by the surveillance cameras, and laughed heartily: "That's really awesome. An interesting experience! His biological mother was next to him at the time, watching me break his bones with a crowbar!" "

How many bones did I break? I don't remember, after all, I broke them There are so many. This should be remembered! What a pity." He muttered nervously: "Later - later I put drugs in the warehouse, and then I left him and me who were still breathing. His mother left this warehouse - I can already imagine how his biological mother wanted to open the door but couldn't. After all, the door was locked when I left, hahahaha!" His smile suddenly

stopped. , and then the green pupils locked on the girl's face like snakes, with a playful expression on her face, but it was so nervous that it made people panic: "Sweetheart, why don't you laugh?" "You don't laugh, and you

don't cry. You are so funny. ."

The girl calmly lowered her gaze on him.

She was different from before. She was extremely quiet now, as quiet as if everything had been annihilated.

The clown was still laughing, trying to observe her expression through the layers of darkness, so as to find something that could make him laugh again.

"You killed Jason Todd."

"Yes, everyone knows I killed him. Killing Batman's Robin is a great feat. Bats will definitely remember me-" "

Tsk. "

The sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh came suddenly.

As the green head fell to the ground, a scream erupted from the control room, and then the alarm sounded throughout Arkham.

Blood splattered on the wall nearby. There was a lot of blood, and the rest covered the ground, as if it would never end.

That head finally couldn't laugh anymore.

No more words could come out of its mouth.

The little girl's arm was injured by the sword energy in her hand, and the blood dripped down, but slowly returned to her body, and she didn't care about the injury on her arm.

She knelt down and listened to Arkham's sharp alarm in her ears. She had just cut off a person's head at such a fast and hot speed, but she still seemed to be very leisurely with the head that was still warm. skull dialogue.

"What a pity." She murmured, "What a pity."

"This is your plan, this must be your plan."

"You are irritating me and asking me to kill you at once. What a pity. I was going to pull out every bone in your body. It was easy for me to do this."

No one answered her. The guards, even Batman, may be looking this way quickly.

And she calmly pressed her cold white feet covered with dark lines on the head, applying pressure at a constant speed until she saw that the head deformed and became disgusting, without any recovery. possible.

When Batman arrived, he saw such a scene.

In the special ward covered with blood, there was only the corpse of the clown. His head and body were separated, and he maintained that proud and wild smile, as if he was showing off something when he was chopped off with a sword. , and fell to the ground along with the inertia.

And right before his eyes, the head was crushed by something invisible to the naked eye.

Batman didn't hesitate at all. The moment the ward door opened, he fired several Batarangs, covering all angles in the ward, hitting the invisible person.

However, those batarangs all failed.

Batman tensed his jaw, making sure that the man was still in the ward, but he could crush the Joker's head without being hurt by his batarang. In other words, he was able to dodge them all without making any movement.

He entered the ward.

She watched him come in with cold eyes.

But it was just a glance. After one glance, she once again studied the head she was stepping on with concentration.

too ugly. How could such a person be killed by Jason?

Is she going to carry this head to Jason's tombstone?

No, forget it. She had already avenged Jason. If she didn't want Jason to know about this and the Joker's death, she didn't want to let this name or this person disturb the peace after Jason's death.

It took him six years to eliminate the port forces that indirectly caused her disappearance at sea. In the past three years, he has become Batman's Robin and a famous vigilante in Gotham City.

And until the last moment before his death, all he felt was pain.

...why.

Why does this world treat a good person like this?

She didn't insist on seeking the answer. She raised her hand to block Batman's fist, jumped slightly, and retreated to the corner of the ward.

"Who are you?"

she heard Batman ask himself.

She didn't answer for the time being.

Batman's attack came forward again, as if he wanted to subdue her, a dangerous unknown person, before questioning her properly.

She adjusted her attack methods and methods, and took her time to fight Batman. She could feel that he had no murderous intent, only complex and angry emotions.

She had no idea what he was thinking. She was just waiting for Batman to arrive, waiting for him to see the Joker killed by her own hands.

Maybe he also guessed her purpose.

Holding a long knife, she blocked very quickly and counterattacked from time to time, but she measured the situation very well and did not really hurt Batman.

Although she was in a small ward, she was surprisingly quick to dodge.

It's like a rabbit that you can't stand but can't get rid of.

She thought lazily that since she didn't want to involve Una Wayne or the organization, then let's call it this -

"Qiang!" The long knife blocked the rapidly approaching batarang again, and she was in mid-air. With an incredible movement, he turned around and kicked Batman on the chest with both feet, almost kicking him out of the ward.

Batman quickly adjusted his center of gravity, stabilized his body, and resumed his attack almost the next moment.

This person is very difficult to deal with. He seems to be good at attrition warfare. He will kill his opponent when he is stunned or weak.

The long knife touched his armor. It was extremely sharp. It pressed in instantly, but was withdrawn the moment it actually touched his skin.

The originally fluctuating position was as lifeless as a pool of stagnant water.

Batman didn't dare to let down his guard and waited for his next move, holding a few more batarangs in his hand.

He saw a line of words slowly appearing on the wall in front of him.

The person who wrote with blood seemed to know that he would not interrupt Him, so he wrote very seriously and did not mind revealing his position at all.

Batman approached Him little by little until He could no longer retreat and raised his eyes to read the line of words.

"Bck Rabbit"

is next to it, and there is a casually drawn doodle of a very cute little bunny with its two ears stretched out.