Gotham Mayor Simulator

Tim silently sent the photo to Barbara. Of course, he had no bad intentions. He just wanted Barbara to help analyze what was going on... Who made him unable to free his hands now, right?

The man in front of him was moving forward with a balance that humans could not achieve. Tim quickly got rid of the "sense of horror" and rationally analyzed that this must not be Bruce, but just a puppet or a cyborg, created with Bruce as a template.

He frowned: "Does the person behind the scenes know who Bruce is?"

Not to mention that the puppet must be made and then dressed, even if the puppet is dressed, as long as the mask is taken off, the true identity of the Dark Knight of Gotham can be known. With such an opportunity, who can resist the temptation?

"It's really full of disasters, isn't it?" He shrugged, "bat?"

"That's not me." The calm voice of his adoptive father appeared in the communication, and the elegant music in the background could be heard vaguely. It seems that he couldn't get away from the banquet.

"The best result is that it was just an illusion. The mastermind behind the scenes doesn't know your identity. He almost knows your true identity, but he just didn't say it," Tim chased after him again and added, "For now."

"One good news," Barbara said, "I compared the shadows on the wall. When it was moving, the shadows on the wall appeared flatter than normal."

Tim subconsciously said, "Batman who lost weight?"

Barbara suppressed her smile and coughed lightly: "This shows that what we see is inconsistent with the real situation. It can deceive the naked eye but not the machine. It is really an illusion that uses a certain object as a carrier."

Good news, Batman seems to have covered his vest.

"Don't get close to it casually," Barbara warned, "it might explode suddenly. You have to know that anything can happen with what those guys do."

Tim had already caught up with it. He found that "Batman" had hit the wall again, but it might be that the controller was busy with something else, so the situation in front of him was-

Batman's lower body was against the wall, and his upper body seemed to be elastic, leaning back and bouncing up again and again, hitting the wall with his forehead.

It seems that this is really not Batman. If he was here, he could directly break this wall.

Tim raised the instrument on his arm expressionlessly and scanned it: "No heat source is displayed, wait, there seems to be some small animal under the feet..."

The small animal under the feet seemed to come to its senses and turned a corner immediately, so Tim was facing the smiling face.

Tim: "..."

After leaving here, he felt that he needed to make an appointment for psychological counseling, otherwise he might have a psychological shadow on his adoptive father's smile.

This is too weird!

He hooked the dart with his fingertips, but a wire hook suddenly dropped from the vent directly above, directly hooking the cape of "Batman", and in a flash, such a big Batman was hooked into the vent.

Tim: "!?"

Okay, it can be confirmed that it is indeed a flat object...

After it was hooked away, the two mice covered by "Batman" were exposed.

Tim was a little amused: "...So the real cause of panic is just two mice?"

"How do we know," one of the gray-backed rats spread out its two paws and shook them exaggeratedly, "We are just here to work."

"Bye~" The other black-spotted one waved at Tim, "You did a good job Robin, everyone likes you - by the way, which Robin are you?"

The two mice jumped down from the leak one after another.

Tim was silent for a moment: "Oracle, did you hear anything?"

Barbara said: "There are mice squeaking, what's wrong?"

Tim exhaled slowly - he might, really need to see a psychiatrist.

But before that, he had to chase the man who used the hook.

If Weiwei knew what kind of psychological trauma the combination of the [Stray Animal Rescue Sign] and the little mice had caused Tim, she should...well, she wouldn't feel guilty.

After noticing that the position of the human-shaped stand and Robin overlapped, she jumped onto the vent to retrieve the prop.

Now I think this prop should still be used for its original function. Who would push the stand around when doing publicity? It should be fixed in one place - such as the mayor's office.

AI was still transmitting nearby news to her at all times:

[After the personnel were evacuated, the security personnel now gathered in the open space outside. They said they "saw Batman\