A certain man from the motherland

Although there was a lot of applause in the banquet hall, most of the people who excitedly cheered for Bruce Wayne were lonely elites from all walks of life.

The strength of this group of people is actually very small.

The few people who exchanged opinions with gloomy eyes and looked at Bruce Wayne on the stage with livid faces are the real controllers of the city of Gotham.

All of those people are from prominent families in Gotham, and control huge amounts of energy and power.

"The old industrial city of Gotham is the most complex and dark place in the entire city, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and the forces and interests there are intertwined.

He wants to carve out a whole piece of Gotham's bad flesh, which is commendable for his courage, but he may not be able to bear the price of this move."

Catwoman frowned slightly, her expression slightly ugly.

It can be said that Bruce Wayne was aware of the root cause of Gotham, but what he did was to uproot Gotham's underground forces in one fell swoop.

It’s not just underground forces…

"Gotham has no clear black and white for a long time, but is a dirty and mixed gray.

Bruce Wayne's plan is actually against the entire Gotham."

Ron understood what she meant and chuckled.

The water here is too deep, and the interests involved involve the entire upper class of Gotham.

"He is too reckless and impulsive." She commented with regret, not optimistic about the progress of this plan, and even doubted whether Bruce Wayne could save his life in the earthquake he caused.

"He's not reckless, it's just that his emotions have been pent up for too long."

Looking at Batman on the stage with his deep eyes without any fear and looking around at Batman in the audience, Ron was amused.

Bruce Wayne looked at the audience, maintaining a confident smile on his face, quietly observing which one showed obvious meaning to him.

He didn't know how much hostility this plan could arouse, but no matter what the situation, he was ready.

No matter what the cost, he must complete this matter.

Even if the whole Gotham comes over, Batman will not be afraid at all.

He suppresses the darkness and anger in his heart every day to prevent himself from venting it out of control and swallowing others.

He had endured it for too long and was ready to fight against everything.

"But...he may not be fine."

Catwoman didn't know what she thought of, and her voice changed again.

"What's the meaning."

"They, the upper class, have their own rules, and they will not fight to the death easily."

Catwoman looked at the people in the banquet hall with disdain and said.

No matter how much wealth and power there is, it can only be taken away with one bullet, but Gotham's top brass have their own rules and will not use this method unless absolutely necessary.

Once some rules are broken, everything will collapse.

If you touch my interests today, I will hire a gunman to kill you. Tomorrow, others will follow my example. If you die this way, the so-called nobles will no longer appear so powerful and superior.

Who would be afraid of someone who can be killed by a group of gangster gunmen?

How can they deter the gangsters under their command?

"So, these guys at the banquet will definitely sit down and talk to Bruce Wayne first. If they can't persuade him, they can at most stop his plan."

"not necessarily……"

Hearing Catwoman's guess, he shook his head slightly, turned around and walked out.

Batman has already seen it and knows what will happen next in Gotham, and there is no point in staying any longer.

"not necessarily?"

Catwoman didn't understand what Ron meant, so she followed him gently, smiling confidently.

"Does this master who comes from nowhere know this city better than me?"

As a native of Gotham, she understands the darkness and operating laws of Gotham very well.

"Some of the vast darkness in this city are beyond your reach..."

Ron said without turning around.

What Catwoman said is based on the fact that Gotham's top brass are wary of each other.

What if they are always together?

"For example - the Court of Owls."

"Court of Owls?"

Catwoman was stunned for a moment. She felt something sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

…

"Master, something happened!"

Late at night, after the banquet that night, Bruce Wayne, who was chatting happily with everyone, returned to the back house, and the old butler Alfred walked up to him quickly, looking uneasy as if something bad had happened.

"What's up?"

"Master, have you heard of the Court of Owls?"

"Court of Owls?"

While taking off the collar that was tightening his neck, Bruce Wayne, who had drank a lot but was not drunk at all on his face, looked serious and unfazed, thought about it and asked.

"Alfred, why do you bring this up."

Alfred quickly led him to the study room of the manor.

On the expensive desk in the study room, a line of writing is burning.

"Bruce Wayne, you have been pronounced dead by the court!"

A sentencing letter was also a notice of murder, with an owl head symbol underneath the writing.

"I thought this plan would be blocked, but I didn't expect it to be blocked so quickly."

Seeing this threat, Bruce Wayne raised his eyebrows, as if he saw someone simply saying hello to him, and smiled.

"This is not obstruction, they want to kill you, Master." Alfred emphasized with worry on his old face.

"Beware of the Court of Owls, which will monitor your travels at all times.

Peeping at Gotham City from the dark, hidden in the attic with low walls..."

Bruce Wayne leisurely recited a strange nursery rhyme that had been circulating in Gotham for some time.

"Is the Court of Owls mentioned in this nursery rhyme really real?

Or is there someone trying to fake this name?"

His eyes were cold and he murmured in a low voice.

…

Whoosh.

"I remember there seemed to be a nursery rhyme mentioning it."

On the highway, a coupe was driving. Catwoman asked doubtfully while driving.

That nursery rhyme has no beginning and no end and has been circulating in Gotham for a long time. According to the content of the nursery rhyme, the Court of Owls seems to be a

A terrorist organization.

"Does it really exist?"

"Yes, it's not a nursery rhyme to scare children."

Ron was sitting in the passenger seat, casually looking at the scenery outside, and said.

The Court of Owls, a dark and powerful secret society whose origins can be traced back hundreds of years. Long before Gotham existed, the Court of Owls had their own base. Since the colonial era, they have exerted themselves

influence, consolidate power, expand influence, and ruthlessly eradicate dissidents.

They were involved in the establishment of Gotham. They later moved their base to Gotham, and their members became famous families in Gotham. It can be said that the Court of Owls has always been the secret ruler of Gotham.

"What Bruce Wayne wants to do shakes the fundamental interests of the Court of Owls.

Gotham will be very lively next, bats versus owls..."

"Bat vs. Thestral?"

Catwoman heard this and was confused. The owl must be the Court of Owls, but the bat refers to Bruce Wayne?

Why is Bruce Wayne the Bat?

"Why do you say that?"

"What do you think of when you think of bats?" He glanced at her and asked.

"Batman!" She immediately thought of the famous Underworld legend in Gotham.

"Is Batman Bruce Wayne?!"

Catwoman, who was driving the car, was shocked by the news. The steering wheel tilted and the car almost rolled over.

The Dark Night Knight, who likes to do chivalry at night and has brought down two underground kings, and makes all underground forces afraid, is actually Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, the Wayne family?

"Wait a minute, why do you suddenly feel that Batman is not that great if he is really him?"

She muttered to herself with a strange expression.

"not enough."

The car shook violently, but his expression didn't change, and he tapped the car door lightly with his fingers.

"What's the point if things just go roughly the way they did."

He wants to add fuel to the fire and make things more interesting.pinterest

"To change Batman's fate, what would happen if his Bruce Wayne identity were permanently exposed?"

But there is actually no need to point it out.

Ron turned around and asked Catwoman, confirming her suspicion at the same time.

"Batman, a Gothamite, is a white male in his twenties to thirties, 1.8 to 1.9 meters tall, with a trademark butt chin.

He wears a million-dollar suit, drives a tens-of-million-dollar Batmobile and Batmobile to fight crime, and updates his equipment from time to time.

Moreover, these equipment cannot be bought even if you have money. Unless you have the support of a military-industrial enterprise behind you, who can you think of?"

"Bruce Wayne?"

Catwoman summed it up, and it seemed like Gotham could only find Bruce Wayne who fit these characteristics.

The next day, Gotham Online.

An identical question caused a huge discussion!