The Death Knell

In fact, it didn't matter whether the other party wanted to explain anything, because Su Ming just walked to the unconscious lady, took out the mobile phone from her pocket and threw it to Barbara.

"It's a good thing you didn't break this thing too."

"It doesn't matter if it's broken. As long as the memory is not damaged, it can be read." Barbara exhaled. The activities at night always made her excited. She took out a small device from her bat belt and connected it to the other party. The phone starts to crack.

After Damian looked at the soybeans, he returned to Deathstroke and looked at the woman condescendingly.

Because of his height, the only chance he has to look down on others is after knocking them down.

"Are you going to kill her?"

There is no emotion in this question, and it gives people a feeling of calm. Damian has no objection to this, no matter which death knell chooses.

He is studying and learning how his biological father handled events.

Although Su Ming directed Da Mi's misunderstanding of his blood relationship, he did not want to teach the boy to become a murderer, so he just removed his mask and asked with a smile:

"What do you think should be done?"

"She is well dressed, and the clothes on her are not something ordinary company employees can afford, but she has good martial arts skills. There are marks left by touching guns on the knuckles of both hands. Apart from calling out your name, she has nothing to do She said even one word, so she is a professional mercenary, just like the bodyguards around her."

Damian immediately talked about his reasoning endlessly, looking at Su Ming through his mask, like a child handing in homework for his parents to check:

"So I think there is no need to kill her, or even let Strangler read her memory, because she doesn't know anything. This factory was originally a trap for Batman, and she is one of the abandoned ones."

"Yes, you and I came here on a temporary basis. The person who arranged this bean scam wanted to lure out Batman or Batgirl." Su Ming put his hand on the boy's shoulder, and his thick palm conveyed a warm breath: " But from whom did you learn about the strangulation? Maybe I’ve mentioned its name, but I probably haven’t used it to display its abilities in front of you.”

Damian felt that he was being praised, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he quickly controlled it:

"I have a good relationship with Harley. I once called her and asked her. After all, I can't not know what you are capable of."

"Harry, it seems that she still likes you." Su Ming didn't care about these things. After being strangled, there was no need to hide his ability: "I just don't know what she is doing now."

Damian didn't answer because he didn't know, so he changed the topic:

"Now that we've stepped into a trap, do you think the person behind it will use the means he has reserved for Batman? What will it be?"

"The next step will probably be carried out. After all, the trap for catching rabbits was stepped on by a tiger. If the rabbit smells the smell, it will not go this way."

Before Su Ming could finish speaking, a warehouse not far from everyone exploded. Flames and airflow pushed all kinds of debris towards them. This explosion even formed a mushroom cloud, lighting up the entire Gotham. Sky.

The entire factory and the dock were destroyed, and even the ocean sunk into a large area, revealing the seabed below, and various mutated fish and shrimps that were steamed in an instant flew into the sky and turned into showers of blood.

Gotham is so polluted that offshore creatures are inedible. Many fish even have stiff smiles like clowns. I don’t know what they have experienced in the past.

This is why Penguin's Iceberg Restaurant can do high-end seafood business even though it is located in a seaside city. It is because Gotham actually does not produce seafood, and the seafood here is not something that the poor can taste.

The flames of the explosion dissipated, revealing a green energy shield near the explosion point, and a seemingly isolated piece of ground under the shield.

The moment the explosion occurred, Deathstroke used the light ring and the symbiote to protect everyone. Even those who were knocked unconscious on the dock were dragged into the protective shield. At this time, everyone survived.

"It's too small, the layout is too small."

After removing the shield, Su Ming shook his head and sighed, looking at the still rainy night sky, he looked a little regretful.

The orangutan who had just been dragged into the shield wiped the sweat from his head. He felt that he had walked away from the gate of hell again. He puffed up his face and said, "Why do you say that?"

"Whoever designed this trap should have arranged a dozen nuclear bombs instead of piling up a large amount of useless TNT."

Su Ming pointed at the factory building that had turned into a big pit, and showed Bobo how the rainwater and the ground turned into thick fog when it came into contact:

"Ordinary bombs can't kill Batman. His old friends have tried it thousands of times. It seems that we have found a strange new person now, like a visitor from another world like Brutus."

"Tsk, it really gives me a headache as a gorilla."

Bobo took out his pipe, lit it with a match in his hand, and started puffing away:

"We have to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise the police department may ask us to cooperate with the investigation. I heard that Director Gordon is extremely dedicated. The Gotham Police Department has the fastest dispatch speed in the United States. I don't want to see you in front of other people's little girls. Knocking her father out with a frying pan.”

The rain wet his black fur, making him look like a dog that had just taken a bath, and his eyes looked even more moist.

Deathstroke was not in a hurry. He asked Strangler to check the unconscious people piled up at his feet, and took away everyone's mobile phones and IDs: "No matter how fast it is, it will take twenty minutes. The police station is over there in the old city, and we are in the east." Coast, unless Batman sponsors the Bat-Flyer for the GCPD, but he doesn’t have that spare money these days.”

While Su Ming was talking to the orangutan, Barbara also came closer with the woman in white's mobile phone. She bit her lower lip and said: "The clue on the mobile phone is broken. There is only one contact in it, and it is a one-time prepaid phone." Called."

"So Deathstroke's speculation is correct, these people are bait and abandonment."

Damian huddled under his cloak and kept staring at the burning ruins. The white smoke stirred up by the rain seemed to have awakened some memories in him, making his voice dry.

"It doesn't matter. There are no clues for one cell phone. I have more than thirty here. Check each one." Su Ming took out a large plastic bag from his pocket and asked Strangler to throw the cell phones on each small tentacle into it: "If there are no clues on the mobile phone, we will check the license plates of these cars and the half-sinked freighter."

The Barbara on Earth Minus 11 can check the license plate to determine the trajectory of the action, but the Barbara on Earth 0 will only be more capable.

Batgirl thought for a while, but suddenly trembled:

"Then I need your help. I can't do it alone. Let's leave here first. I don't want to see the look in my father's eyes and mine at the scene of the bombing. Just think about it, ugh... ....”