American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

At the same time, in Gotham City.

Bruce parked the Batmobile two blocks away from Arkham Asylum, and stared at the surveillance in front of him with Deadshot sitting in the passenger seat.

On the storage seat in the back row where a series of props were placed, Victor pushed all kinds of props away unhappily, and said to the two people in the front row.

"Do we have to go through so much trouble here?

Since there is a problem in Arkham, can't we just call and flatten this place?"

"Victor!"

Facing Victor's words, Bruce turned back and said to him coldly.

"Even we can't find the core of the problem. Do you think sending more people will have more effect?"

As the voice fell, Bruce raised his hand and pointed to the surveillance in the dean's office, and his finger tapped heavily on Harley's body.

And on the screen he pointed at, Harley Quinn was standing in front of the mirror and dancing.

While dancing, she was talking to herself, as if she was talking to herself!

Looking at Harley Quinn in such a state, Bruce took a deep breath and continued.

"It is obvious that everyone in Arkham, including Dean Harley, is under mental control of unknown origin.

If it were before, I would definitely focus on Arkham, thinking that it must be a troublesome prisoner in Arkham.

But now, damn, the appearance of the revenant and the series of extraordinary worldviews he brought have given me countless possibilities in my mind.

These possibilities even disturbed my thoughts!"

"Yeah..."

Listening to Bruce's words, the dead shooter on the side nodded.

"In the past, I would have done the same as you. Since the mental hospital was controlled by someone, I would have searched and tested it step by step.

It's just a mental hospital. Either Hugo and Jonathan had some conspiracy in the hospital, but their death interrupted the conspiracy, making the hospital what it is now.

Or, Don's previous actions caused a patient in the hospital to escape, and after losing Hugo and Jonathan, no one in the hotel could control the patients.

Anyway, I took the time to look at the current patient list of Arkham, and there is indeed a very powerful hypnotist in it, the one called... Mad Hatter?

It's like Alice in Wonderland, I have a deep impression!

Do you think it was this guy who did it?"

"Freud!"

Hearing this, Bruce shook his head gently.

"We can't handle a case based on conjecture and speculation, or intuition and instinct, because that will only increase the possibility of making mistakes.

At least in our observation, the Mad Hatter has always been tied to his own bed in a straitjacket.

Until we find out more, we can't assume that he is the mastermind behind the scenes, because that will interfere with our judgment.

What if this is a powerful superhuman who targets Don and manipulates Arkham Asylum in the form of magic?

Or is it simply the devil in hell, or even some other messy things that are ready to move?"

Speaking of this, Bruce sighed melancholy.

Until now, he has not been able to successfully adapt to the series of worldviews brought by Don.

When gods enter human life, when God and Satan become real, and magicians are hidden among humans.

How can he try to solve every case from a human perspective?

And the most important thing is that he lacks an elite in the magic world around him. He can't get effective intelligence from the magic world by himself!

In short, all of the above made Bruce really feel constrained. His reason pushed him to explore all the way, but the extraordinary intelligence and his super brain that he lacked made him unable to draw conclusions.

In the back seat, listening to the conversation between Bruce and Floyd, Victor yawned in boredom.

"You two continue to study, I'll play with the phone and go to sleep first.

I'm not like you, who can take time to rest during the day. I have to take care of the club and the bastards under my command during the day.

Don't look for me for brain-intensive things, just wake me up when you need to do it."

After the voice fell, Victor pushed all the props aside, then rested on a sonic bomb, took out his mobile phone and looked through it.

So the next moment...

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Washington has encountered a disaster!"

"Our reporter is taking a risk...Ahhhh!"

"Mr. Vice President has been confirmed dead, Mr. Trapp has issued a statement on this...!"

"America has reached the brink of danger, Washington has fallen, what on earth is our government doing?"

"Is it aliens or gods, who attacked Washington!"

Such voices came directly from Victor's mobile phone.

"Hey!"

On the co-pilot, Floyd reached out his hand unhappily and patted Victor's thigh.

"Watch the movie lower your voice, Batman and I are still thinking!"

"Shit!!!"

Facing Floyd's accusation, Victor cursed him in disbelief.

Hearing this, Floyd was slightly stunned, and then pointed the muzzle of the gilded Magnum revolver at Victor unhappily.

"Dude, swear words are just particles of conversation, so stop saying them to people. Do you want me to help you open up?"

"Don't be stupid, Floyd, I'm talking about shit, this isn't a movie!

I didn't even watch a movie!!!"

Victor kicked Floyd's gun away, and then quickly showed the phone screen to Bruce and Floyd.

In this way, the two of them saw very clearly that the blue lightning was raging over Washington at this moment, and every lightning strike would cause at least one building in Washington to completely collapse!

Looking at such a picture, Floyd widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Shit, damn, it's really not a movie, so something big happened in Washington!"

"Something big happened in America!"

On the side, Bruce suddenly transferred the car computer to the Wayne Group's satellite and directly adjusted the car screen to the real Washington.

Looking at the White House that had been torn in half in the picture, Victor swallowed hard, and then looked at the other two in a daze.

After confirming that the White House had fallen, Bruce quickly adjusted the satellite image to Arlington County southwest of Washington.

When Arlington County appeared on the screen, Bruce finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good, the Pentagon hasn't had any problems yet!"

After the voice fell, Bruce started the car and said to Floyd.

"Floyd, find a series of information before and after the disaster in Washington, and try to find out the identity of the main messenger behind the disaster!

Victor, go to the Iceberg Club, notify the entire Dead Soul Party to make emergency preparations, and contact Ozwald and others to make an evacuation plan.

If Gotham is also hit by mysterious forces in the future, we must react quickly and make evacuation preparations in advance!"

"I know, give me the right to use the computer, I'll check it now!"

Floyd nodded quickly and took over the right to use the on-board computer, and quickly searched for relevant information.

Victor nodded neatly, then immediately rushed out of the Batmobile and pulled the Batmobile out of the trunk.

Riding on a motorcycle, Victor said in the communication channel between Batman and Deadshot.

"I will return to the club immediately and mobilize all those bastards, but look at the state of Washington, even the White House is finished!

Even if we mobilize, we must at least have a place to take refuge!"

"Let everyone take refuge in the family manor, my manor, which is near Downton Abbey!!!"

Bruce yelled at Victor, and then quickly answered Lucius's call.

At the same time, Lucius was also quickly calling the busy staff in the group, asking them to hide in the deeper underground base.

After receiving Bruce's call, Lucius wiped the sweat from his forehead heavily.

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