The Knights of the DC House

Gotham, in the Batcave under Wayne Manor, Damian, who is still searching Gotham to no avail, is back. The news of Batman's disappearance has now been passed on to all levels of Gotham, whether it is the underworld or the white road, everyone has begun to

They plan to do something about the disappearance of Batman. Only Damian and the others are still working hard to maintain the stability of Gotham. But without Batman as the leader, many things have become so difficult to deal with. After all, they

Not Batman.

"Alfred, are you sure we don't want to do anything? The situation in Gotham is getting weirder and weirder, and Arkham is too quiet, which always makes it not a good feeling." Inside the Batcave, once again

Red Robin Tim Drake, who came back from the field, looked at the old man who was still calm in front of the computer with some confusion.

"Master Tim, I did say that we need a Batman, but it's not you. You're not ready yet. You shouldn't be the one to wear Batman's cape." The old butler said helplessly while adjusting the black tea.

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Tim was dumbfounded and glanced at the Bat suit placed in the window. The words he originally wanted to say, "I can do it," were choked in his throat, and he couldn't say anything. Because Alfred was right, stay in the Bat suit.

The Robins next to Batman actually have some self-doubts about whether they want to inherit the Batman mantle, because they find it difficult to be like Batman, who has been able to maintain his bottom line for so many years.

Therefore, even though Robin has changed so many roles, Batman is still the same Batman. As for Damian, a naughty boy who is about to finish the second stage of secondary school, he has this intention, but his height, body shape and voice do not allow him to wear a bat.

There is no difference between wearing a battle suit and not wearing it. During the silence, a roar of motorcycles also came from the Batcave. Dick, dressed in casual clothes, rode a motorcycle in from the secret passage of the Batcave and took Alfred and Da, who had fallen into silence.

Mian and the others' attention was attracted.

"What? Am I late, Alfred."

"Just right, Master Dick." Seeing Dick come back, Alfred also had a smile on his face, handed over the brewed black tea, turned over the railing, and after receiving the black tea handed over by the old man, Dick also rubbed it

Damian looked unhappy and said hello to Tim.

"Wow, I was still wondering why Alfred was so calm. It turns out that he was prepared early in the morning. It's quite appropriate for you to come. After all, you have been with Bruce the longest." Looking at Dick's smile.

, Tim was also a little helpless. It was true that Dick had a greater advantage than him in this aspect. But before he finished speaking, Dick put his hand on his shoulder with a cold face, "Tim, it's enough to say some things once. I

I came here because Bruce was missing, not because I wanted to wear this cloak!"

"I see."

Knowing that he seemed to have mentioned Dick's pain point, Tim was also a little embarrassed. Dick did not continue to hold on to it. Alfred on the side saw this and led Dick to the place where Batman changed his suit, and pressed

Press the button, and a row of bat suits will rise, ranging from the simplest ones to special suits used to deal with various situations.

Sighing, Dick looked at the suit in front of him. The explosion-proof glass was lowered and he put it on piece by piece. The breastplate was remodeled with Kevlar, the specially customized bat ears and the ones made by Wayne.

The gauntlets of the technology department were assembled piece by piece to form the Batsuit that frightened Gotham criminals. Looking at himself in front of the mirror, Dick turned around, looked at the others, and asked with some bitterness: "I see

How are you getting up?"

"You look just like him, damn it." A female voice came from the stairs connecting the Batcave to Wayne Manor. A black leather coat outlined her graceful figure, and a black whip was tied to her waist as she walked slowly up the stairs.

He didn't make any sound, just like a cat. When Helena saw the person coming, a smile appeared on her face and she rushed over. "Mom, long time no see."

"Dear Helena, what you said is a bit false. You have been staying with your father for almost three months, and I haven't even seen you call me." Catwoman touched her precious daughter's hair.

Selina was also a little annoyed. She, a mother, had raised her daughter for more than ten years, but she couldn't stand up to Bruce, a father of three months. She always felt like she didn't know where to go to reason.

"I would like to, but the problem is that you are not in Gotham, and you don't know how much headache your father had when he saw you appearing on the news channel in Paris." Helena also subconsciously complained and let Selina caress her.

The hand on his daughter's hair paused slightly, then moved to her cheek and pinched it, "You are really my good daughter. I have raised you for almost fifteen years and lived with your father for three months.

Is this how you talk about your mother?”

"Ouch, it hurts, let go, I won't say anything anymore." Perhaps because of seeing her mother, Helena, who had been blaming herself for Batman's disappearance, felt a lot more relaxed. Others were also moved by their mother.

The harmonious atmosphere between the two women diluted a lot of darkness. In Gotham, there are very few such atmospheres.

After fooling around with her baby daughter for a while, Selina gave up pinching her daughter's little face, walked towards Alfred, the old man she respected, and took a look at Damian, her man's son. For

Damian's mother, Talia Al Ghul, also knew each other and knew about each other's existence. They even swore together to protect the secret that Bruce Wayne was Batman, and asked Talia to

Leah taught herself a self-hypnosis skill to prevent herself from revealing this secret one day if she was caught.

So they can be considered as good best friends, but they fell in love with the same man and gave birth to children together, which is a bit embarrassing. "Well, Talia will be very happy to grow taller.

"Just like touching his own daughter, he messed up Damian's hair. Damian, who didn't know what to do and had a conflicted expression, could only let Selena do it. Selena, who had experienced a lot of addiction, looked at

Alfred, the old butler, asked: "I can receive news of his absence even in Paris. What's the clue?"

"No, he has been missing since the explosion at Gotham Port. Master Tim checked the warehouse and found it was completely destroyed. There are no other traces. At least it means that this is a conspiracy that has been plotted for a long time since the Arkham Riots.

Everything was done to kidnap him, including the Riddler's escape." Alfred, the old butler, also summarized the intelligence collected over the past few days. There was no reason why Batman would be missing for so long, unless someone was targeting him.

"Have you been plotting for a long time? It's not impossible. He has offended so many people, but there are only a few people in the world who can steal him away silently. It just so happens that I still know one of them, but he still

If you need me to do some verification, I’ll trouble you here. I’ll find someone.” Selina quickly thought of someone. She didn’t look for clues like Batman did. The easiest way for her was to find people who were related to Batman.

Just ask the stupid guys one by one. She is Catwoman anyway, and her thoughts are always so elusive, so no one will doubt her.

After confirming it, Selina also found the place where Batman specially used to store transportation equipment. She found a fighter plane, jumped on it, and said her name to the password, which was the safety lock of the fighter plane.

It automatically untied it, "It seems you still know how to leave a backdoor for me, my love." Driving the fighter plane, Selina controlled it to take off and fly outside, looking at her daughter below, this hot girl

Mom also gestured, "Don't worry, Mom will go find your dad now."

After that, she flew away in the fighter plane, and just as Selina left Gotham, in the uptown area of ​​Gotham City, a man dressed in a gray battle suit, dragging a night owl like a winged cloak behind him, looked through the window.

Looking at Gotham under the night sky, he was not wearing the half-covering mask, and a face that was 70% similar to Bruce Wayne was reflected through the glass.

His name is Thomas Wayne Jr. In the three universes of Earth, his younger brother is Bruce Wayne. Under his instruction, his butler, Alfred, killed both his younger brother and his parents, leaving only

After killing him, Gotham will only have one name, Night Owl.

"This city is really different from ours. Here, I only see evil and very little kindness. It's awesome, don't you think so, Alfred."

"Of course, Master Thomas, but are we just going to do nothing?" Alfred asked from behind.

"Don't worry, have you found the person I asked you to find for me?"

"Of course." Hearing Night Owl's question, Alfred also took out a stack of photos from his arms, handed them over, and took the photos. The years on them were sorted from far to recent, showing the bats.

Photos of Batman and Robin fighting crime all the way to Nightwing's active presence in Nazionale City. "Although Batman was not caught, his disappearance will bring those little birds home, and if you want to get Nightwing, I guess

This time period is just right, in Gotham without Batman."

"Well done, Alfred," he put these photos aside, put on the half-covered Night Owl mask again, and looked at the brightly lit Uptown Gotham through the glass. "Let's put this

The city is in your hands!"

Happy Harbor, Teen Titans base training ground, two figures, one old and one young, are currently sparring with each other with long blades. The older one has murderous intent in every attack, and every time he cuts the air, he will

A trace was left on the ground. The younger one, on the other hand, was dodging and counterattacking in the midst of such murderous attacks. Even if he couldn't hurt the opponent, he still had to force him away.

But this advantage did not last long. The older man had more fighting experience. After seizing a flaw, he suddenly exerted force. The long knife in his hand instantly drew a long bloody gash on the opponent's right hand.

Then he used the back of the knife to knock down the long knife he was holding. The blade was pointed at his neck, so he could kill with one blow at any time.

"You persisted with me for 30 minutes and 42 seconds without using any ability. You have made progress, please continue?" Deathstroke looked at Ke Wen who did not resist in front of him, with appreciation in his one eye. A few days ago, Ke Wen, who had a serious expression

He came to the Teen Titans base with two long knives made of alloy, threw one to Deathstroke, and then asked him to practice one-on-one.

Although because he was kept by Batman for a year with 100 million, Deathstroke can't take any personal work and can only stay at home, but it can be regarded as a vacation. And Deathstroke has no objection to Ke Wen's suggestion. It takes such a long vacation.

As a warm-up exercise, they took the long knife thrown by Ke Wen, and the two of them performed no less than a hundred virtual scene simulated sparring exercises at the training ground. They did not use any abilities, just relying on Ke Wen's own improved body.

Quality, as well as the three skills of fighting, swordsmanship, and shooting proficiency that have been systematically initiated, are constantly being honed in the hands of Deathstroke.

The strength of the Knight of Destruction makes him somewhat powerless, but he is not so easily beaten into isolation. He has a big heart, and his brain can easily enter a secondary state of passion. Facing the power of the Knight of Destruction, he will feel helpless.

But it was impossible to say that he did not plan to continue fighting the Knight of Destruction because of this. He removed the tip of the knife that Deathstroke was pointing at his neck, and still looked at Deathstroke with fighting intent in his eyes, and said.

"Of course, I'm going to take down a guy's armor. What's the reason not to continue?" After pressing the scene selection button, the virtual scene was projected again in the training ground, and Ke Wen also put on a fighting posture, with his arms

The scars on his body also began to heal themselves under his strong physique, and the sound of flesh colliding could be heard again in the young Taita base.