The Death Knell

The Bat Cave was quiet for a while, with only the sound of the clinking of tweezers and plates, and the faint sound of bats flapping their wings in the darkness.

But soon, when Alfred went to the mansion upstairs and came back with supper, Bruce handed him a notebook and asked him to read what was written on the last page.

"****? Are these four symbols some new puzzle game? I don't remember that the Riddler has cured his psychological damage and dared to come out to cause trouble again."

After putting on his reading glasses and taking a look, the housekeeper asked the young master who was eating.

Four months ago, the Riddler was hanged on a lamppost in front of the Gotham Police Station by a death knell, and the bat symbol was branded on his buttocks. This caused great psychological distress to Nygma, who has always regarded himself as the smartest person in Gotham. Hurt, I have been locked away for a long time, as if my whole person has changed.

As Batman's butler, the old man certainly knows this. Although Deathstroke's methods are a bit cruel, it has to be said that stopping the Riddler has indeed purified Gotham's environment a lot.

The Riddler is not as destructive as the Joker or Bane, but he is like a toad lying on your shoes, not biting but disgusting.

He will leave hundreds of riddles in the city, kidnapping each hostage to use as game chips. If Batman wants to save people, he must answer the questions, and he must not make a mistake once.

When green question marks are painted everywhere in the city, Batman can't think of anything else to do except repeat the boring game with the Riddler all night long.

"Here's the problem, Al. In my eyes, this **** is a noun, referring to a kind of **, but even if I say it or write it out, most people can't understand it. It's like people's brains automatically It’s like filtering this information.”

The billionaire gorged on his food. He ate quickly and the food was delicious.

He did not choose to act with Constantine, because teaming up with that bitch was obviously not good for his health. Batman preferred to be alone, so after sending Hell Detective away from Gotham, he officially took over this Clues, but the difficulty now is - he can't even type that name into the computer.

Every key on the keyboard was struck correctly, but Alfred couldn't remember which keys, and the computer couldn't recognize the entered information. Instead, it reported an error directly.

He tried to investigate ancient myths and stories, but the information he could find was too common and useless.

"I see, Master, have you ever heard of a game called Time Capsule?" The butler was not surprised at all. He calmly returned the notepad to Bruce while elegantly helping to decompose the lobster.

"What do you mean?" Without the uniform, it's the Bruce Wayne persona who calls the shots, and he likes to ask questions.

"Suppose the kind of life you are talking about exists quite anciently and you cannot tell others its name, then you can write down its name, put it in a capsule, and then send it to the time before its birth, and then you can Invite people to go back to the ancient past and look at it together. Isn't this a solution?"

Alfred bowed slightly. As a butler, even if he thinks of things that his master has not thought of, he cannot be proud and must remain humble.

But his method was obviously approved by Batman. Bruce's chewing speed slowed down, and the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

"What you said is feasible. Dear Mr. Butler, I really don't know what I would do without you." Bruce hugged the butler's waist with one hand and patted the other person's back: "Wait until I finish eating. I will prepare things for time travel, and I don’t think Luther would mind if I borrowed his time machine.”

In fact, Batman doesn't think this method is feasible. A guy who can influence people's thinking all the time probably also has some control over the timeline.

But it’s okay to try.

In addition, it's not that Batman doesn't care about this matter. The key is that he must eat before leaving the table after being injured, otherwise Alfred will have to think about it again.

The food I ate was indeed very good. It was obviously expensive for most middle class people, but waste was never allowed at home.

It’s true that you have money, but you can’t spend it lavishly.

"Ha, if you really think so, then find a woman to get married as soon as possible." The butler seemed to immediately come up with the lines he had prepared for a long time. He pushed the young master's arm away and went to the other end of the dining car to cut the meal. Fruit: "Even with Thalia, isn't she ready to retire?"

"Ah, this matter..." Catwoman's face seemed to flash before Bruce's eyes, so he bit his lip and shook his head: "It needs to be considered in the long term, don't rush me, okay? After all, this belongs to two people. thing."

The housekeeper sighed, there was no way, who could call the young master and like the thief cat?

"Maybe I should consider hiring Deathstroke to get rid of the Joker. As long as he's around, it's basically impossible for you and Selina to get married."

Last time, all relatives and friends arrived, but Catwoman ran away from her wedding on the wedding day. She believed the Joker and realized that she couldn't tell whether she loved Bruce or Batman.

She needs time to think about this problem, because anyone who knows anything knows that Bruce is not Batman, and she cannot love two men at the same time.

More importantly, the clown talked to her a lot. As a friend, she discovered too many things about her fiancé that the clown knew but she didn't know.

She knew the men around her far better than he did, so when the Joker cried and begged her not to take away Batman, it meant that Batman with a stable life represented the death of the Dark Knight. She covered her face and ran away crying. Lost.

Because Selina Kyle is a thief, not a robber.

What happened in Gotham could not be hidden from Batman. Afterwards, Batman also saw the conversation between the Joker and Catwoman. He also knew that Catwoman would know that he could see it, so the relationship between the two became a bit awkward. , it is completely stuck here.

"This joke is not funny, Al. The clown virus can infect anyone on a causal level. Deathstroke will be no exception as long as he is still human. He will become everyone's nightmare."

After taking a sip of the red wine from his lunch, the rich man finished the food on the plate, took the pineapple cut by the butler, ate it and said:

"I can still deal with myself in a parallel world that laughs crazily, but if that man turns into a complete lunatic, we will all suffer."

"That's the truth, so you'd better get married soon before you drive me crazy." Alfred was unmoved and instead told another British joke: "What do you think will happen to the laughing version of me?"

"I won't think about that kind of thing, because it's too scary. I'm afraid of what I should be afraid of, but I won't waste time on such meaningless thoughts. As long as I live, I won't let you become like that. "

With that said, Bruce stood up, wiped the fruit juice from the corners of his mouth, and walked quickly to the cylindrical dressing room where he kept his uniform, as if he was running away:

"I'm going to the Justice League to discuss some matters with Detective Orangutan. I won't be back tonight."