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The eyes of the three looked at the loudspeaker at the same time.

"Good evening, everyone."

In a dark and damp room.

The sound has been specially processed, accompanied by a low-quality electric current sound that sizzles.

"His funny voice changer won't be an obsolete product bought from you?"

After Selena pretended to be serious for a while, she couldn't help but teased Bruce.

"Who are you?"

Bruce raised his head, looked around with sharp eyes, and asked in a low voice.

Zi...Zi..

"I..I am.."

Accompanied by a burst of chaotic sounds like radio stations.

The computer beside the three of them, which had been shut down, turned on automatically, and a large snowflake flickered on the screen.

Then one green question mark after another lights up.

Make them feel as if the computer in front of them is talking to them.

"That's a tough question to answer."

Then, the sound of electric current sounded again, as gentle as a learned gentleman.

"Who I am may depend on the perspective of social relations."

"For the purpose of clearing Gotham, we may be friends..."

"But in terms of how it's actually implemented, we may be the enemy..."

Speaking of which.

The tone of that voice changed suddenly.

The tone became heavier, and the harsh voice mixed with the electric current suddenly became high-pitched and crazy.

Madness does not seem to be the same person, as if there is more than one person speaking on the other end of the loudspeaker:

"Why should we waste our unattended lives answering this question?"

"Who cares who you are? They only care who you become. Not your pain, only what you bring!"

"You three guys in ridiculous masks trying to clean up this filthy city and become heroes in dark alleys."

"But when the darkness is cleared, you are nothing but poor maggots again."

"And I have given meaning to your existence, and we have achieved each other! In fact, who I am is not a difficult problem..."

Crash.

When Bruce and Selena were passively drawn into the thinking trap by the words of the Riddler.

The sound of Su Bai flipping through the newspaper brought them back to their senses.

"So, just keep silent, don't tell us your identity, don't tell us your real purpose."

He who had been silent all this time interrupted the Riddler's eloquence with a cold voice.

The Riddler's life experience is actually miserable, and he grew up in a bad environment.

Being bullied all the time, he deeply hates this city.

So suffering from neurosis.

Such as mental separation, schizophrenia and other symptoms.

He does have the ability.

At the same time, he is also a poor person who desperately needs attention and cannot find the meaning of existence.

So it grew into a pathological conceit and narcissism.

And need to get feedback, by instilling his lost theories, those brilliantly laid out cases.

To deal with this kind of person, it is necessary to break the situation that he thinks he is in control of.

Uncover his fragile and hidden longings.

Such as the desire to tell, such as trampling on his vulnerable pride.

"I think Gotham needs to be put on trial..."

At the moment Riddler seems to be interrupted by Su Bai's completely unconventional play.

In the loudspeaker, he froze for a while before continuing to speak.

Attempt to bring the rhythm back.

"You are not qualified to judge Gotham, you are just a poor person who hopes to defeat us and get attention."

Su Bai said while flipping through the documents on the table.

The decisiveness and indifference in the tone made the two people beside him feel a chill.

They seem to be watching a person without anesthesia.

Using a cold scalpel, he calmly dissected another person.

Ignoring its pain, scraping bone cramps.

Bruce turned his head to look at Su Bai, with deep puzzlement in his eyes under the mask.

If you say, the person on the other end of the loudspeaker.

It is the twisted wanton madness that manifests after being trapped in the abyss of human nature and struggling to no avail.

So Su Bai at this moment is calm and thorough after dismembering humanity.

Why is he able to maintain such a strong ego in the dark?

"you.."

The Riddler was at a loss for words again.

On the other end of the loudspeaker, he has gradually become manic, because he can't find anything to refute Su Bai now.

There is nothing wrong with what the other party said.

He did this just to get attention.

He doesn't care about the city at all, he only cares about himself!

"What are you trying to say? Are you the savior of Gotham? You don't care about the city at all."

next second.

Su Bai seemed to be able to sense the other person's emotions.

He raised his head to look at the camera in the corner, and said what the Riddler was thinking.

His indifferent and mocking eyes spanned the distance and penetrated time and space.

It hung in front of the Riddler like a sharp knife.

"Stop your ridiculous cover-ups and tell me, what's the answer to your ultimate riddle?"

at the same time.

in a nearby building.

The Riddler's eyes were fixed on the oriental face on the screen.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at him, and the shadow of memory engulfed his heart again.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

You're not powerful, you're just maggots, damn maggots!

You will cry like trapped animals in my layout! Howl of terror!

"Who am I? I am the Riddler, and this is the answer to those words just now!"

"Originally, I wanted to play more with you."

"But now, you have angered me, damn Oriental, and I want you to know how impolite it is to interrupt other people's speech!"

His frantic voice came through the loudspeaker into the room.

"So, you have the next sixty seconds to answer my question."

"Otherwise, the subway track hundreds of meters away from you will explode!"

Definitely, whether you answered correctly or not, I will detonate that bomb.

The Riddler didn't say this sentence.

The Riddler in front of the screen seems to have regained the pleasure of being able to control the fate of others.

In the dark.

His eyes reflected the faint light of the screen, and madness surged like a tide.

There are pros and cons in this world, but they are not born.

Heroes can also become sinners.

And that just needs to drive them into the abyss of humanity.

One step at a time, cannibalizing them.

And in the sewer room.

Bruce and Selena's expressions changed drastically when they heard each other's words.

60 seconds?

From the moment he entered this room, Bruce already knew that he was in the game.

It is not so much that they have found this room as it is that this room is waiting for them.

The opponent's purpose is very clear.

Just want to get satisfaction from playing with them.

Under the mask, Bruce's eyes became more serious.

Not to mention that it is simply a fantasy to cross hundreds of meters in 60 seconds to rescue people in a high-speed train.

The other party would never give him a chance to go out.

As long as there is an intention to leave, the bomb will be detonated.

what to do?

But the Riddler didn't care what they thought, and he spoke his riddle slowly.

Only at this time, he is extremely confident:

"The puzzle is that a prisoner has escaped."

"But this cell is all made of steel plates, there are no windows or cracks, and there are no tools for him to use."

"Excuse me, how did he escape from prison?"

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