What bad intentions could Batman have?

"Prisoner, Edward Nygma."

"You must remain completely silent. Any conversation, noise, movement, any resistance will be punished quickly and severely. Now, in preparation for your assignment to prison block C, please put your hands in front of you."

...

Jim Gordon was preparing to put on the straitjacket for the Riddler himself.

This is a top-level prisoner transport vehicle. In addition to the reinforced body and bulletproof glass, the doors and windows are reinforced with metal protective materials to ensure that the prisoners being transported cannot escape.

In the huge carriage, more than 20 armed police officers armed to the teeth are on guard. Each of them is wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a rifle.

Gordon is very sure that with such an escort lineup, even the Riddler cannot escape.

Probably.

"Have you talked to him?"

Riddler said, "Are you so anxious to transfer me to Arkham?"

"I don't like to come up and warn first." Commissioner Gordon said, "Why don't we start directly with the threat of rubber bullets."

He said to the policeman next to him:

"Let him kneel down."

The policeman next to him pointed his gun at Riddler.

Click, click, click, click...

Five or six guns were almost aimed at Riddler's forehead at the same time, and the red laser dot fell on his head, which seemed even more terrifying.

"Let's guess a riddle."

Riddler said, "How long does it take to escape from the cage?"

"10 seconds? 15 seconds? Half a minute, an hour? Or even a lifetime?"

A chill that Gordon felt a little inexplicable climbed from the soles of his feet to his tailbone.

"The answer is-"

"20 seconds."

"Shut up, you..."

Jim Gordon realized what the other party was going to do, but it seemed a little too late now.

"Hey, Andrew! Wait a minute, don't listen to Gordon. Remember you have three children, Maya, Caroline and Caitlin - attending Bright Community School in Conway." Hearing the familiar name, the policeman's gun muzzle immediately sank slightly. "And, I have escaped from Arkham more than a dozen times, I will escape again, I will find them, I will kill them." "What?" The soldier whispered. Some kind of huge fear grabbed Commissioner Gordon's heart. "Officer, you get orders, not choices."

"Chris! Does Commissioner Gordon know that you secretly accepted bribes from Two-Face behind his back? You are also involved in the Black Mask's powder-selling network, but you may have forgotten that Harvey Dent is a former district attorney, and the district attorney is used to collecting all criminal evidence-so here comes the most interesting part."

"The evidence he collected is enough to keep you in Blackgate Prison for 100 years."

"And I have the evidence, dear Chris. If you don't do what I say, everything you do will be exposed immediately-"

"Oh shit, I didn't realize that your colleagues seemed to have heard your shit.

"This is bad, they all know what you did, and they will report you as soon as they go back. Do you really want to go to prison and stay with the prisoners you have captured?"

"Why don't I come up with a good way to solve it:

What do you think of the idea of ​​'killing everyone present to ensure that the secret will not be exposed'? Of course, you have to protect me, otherwise once I die, your secret will be exposed-"

Gordon saw Chris's gun tremble twice.

"Chris, don't believe in riddles..."

Before Gordon finished speaking, he saw Chris pointing the gun at him.

"What the hell."

Jim Gordon cursed: "Hurry up and shut his mouth--"

"Darryl, Jill, Christopher, Raphael, Ron, Connor, Josh..."

"It's as if I know all of you, as well as your dear, sweet, soon-to-die families, and your darkest, deepest, and most shameful secrets."

"It feels as if this is our first meeting."

The Riddler said: "This is an interesting riddle."

Bang!

A policeman suddenly shot his comrade's head without warning. As the sound of the out-of-control person's gun began to sound, the situation was completely led to an unmanageable chaos.

The bullet passed through the flesh, drilled through the texture, and stopped on the bones. The other policeman fell down without a word. They were all professional policemen from the same system, and everyone knew each other's tricks.

That is... strike first!

"Let's start."

The Riddler said.

"No, put your gun down, you hear me?" Commissioner Gordon was still trying to stop him, but it was no use.

"Put it down--"

"I heard it! You heard it too, I have a *##%%@#* child!"

"I will never let a psychopath like Edward Nygma walk out of this car!"

"Everyone! You must stop! Daryl, put your weapons down, put them down now, I'm not kidding you--"

Bang!

"Who was the first and last person you met?"

"Arkham Guard."

The Riddler lay on the ground, leisurely putting his hands behind his head.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of fierce gunfire.

"Oh, no, too specific, you have to be here."

Bang! Bang!

"Who can you meet once and never see again?"

"A bunch of dumb cops with bullets in their heads."

Bang!

"No, I don't feel anything, it's depressing, that's why I have to talk to him, he just makes everything make sense."

Jim Gordon kneels in a pool of blood.

"Oh my God."

"Gordon, can you contact him again? I would be very grateful."

...

"Impossible, Joker, you are committing suicide."

The Scarecrow said: "Batman has set a trap for you to go back. I will not go with you. No way."

"What do you mean, no way?"

"I mean the target is too small, Joker. After we join forces, we agreed to destroy the entire city, not just one person."

"But this city, you idiot, is his. Once we get rid of him, Gotham will be ours, and, even for ourselves, we have to do this..."

"We can't let that outsider Bane take away Batman's attention from us!"

"So you are going to go there like an idiot? I don't understand what Batman's attention means to us? How does it help the plan?"

"Give up the idea, you Joker, I'm tired of your dictatorship."

The Joker's face darkened.

"You've decided, right?"

Then in an instant, he punched the Scarecrow in the face without warning.

"You actually hit me for Batman? That's a very unwise move."

The Scarecrow staggered back two steps and raised the fear poison in his hand: "I can pinch him anytime I want!"

"Hahahahaha - your fear poison?" The Joker laughed wildly: "I'm looking forward to it!"