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In the dark and silent night, a huge bat figure glides through the air.
The shadow of this figure reflected the ground, forming a huge hideous bat shadow.
Batman, taking advantage of the darkness, is dispatched again, but this time his location is not Gotham.
It's Queens, New York.
He obtained reliable information, and Downey left New York with the main combat power in the Down clan, where he was unknown.
This gave Batman a chance.
He moved like a ghost in the night, stepped over the fence skillfully, and stepped onto the lawn.
The eyes behind the mask, with an iceberg-like indifference, scrutinized the surrounding wind and grass alertly.
His investigation of the Tang Manor is very careful, including the behavior and habits of some people in it.
He knows very well that because many people like to take a nap on the lawn at night, there is no infrared detection device.
"Batman, I have cut off the detector inside. You have five minutes. But do you really want to do this? Donny will ask us to settle the bill if he knows it."
In the headset, Robin's voice came.
Batman didn't respond. After rushing into the dense bush and waiting for a few seconds, he immediately got up and quickly walked to a lawn that was obviously different from other places.
Here is a basement he observed through satellite.
Taking advantage of the emptiness of Tang Manor's defense, Batman seized the opportunity and decided to explore some things himself.
For example, Lex Luther who disappeared.
Luther is missing. Although Sky Eye will do the tricks for the first time, Batman still finds the clue.
In other words, it was the information Luther was about to send him that made him vigilant.
Not surprisingly, if Luther returns safely, he will cancel the message. If he does not return, it means something has happened, and the message will be sent automatically after some time.
"Cunning guy." Batman thought.
Luther can send messages to many people, but he finally chose himself and Bruce Wayne, because there are some irreconcilable contradictions between him and Downey, which were buried in Gotham City. Down.
After Batman paused, Robin's helpless sigh came from his headset, which seemed extremely harsh in the silence of the night. Following Robin's complicated operation, the lawn suddenly moved, and then rose, revealing a gap.
"Batman, we must be exposed." Robin warned in a low voice, "If this is Downey's laboratory or storage room, he does not need to set any electronic password. His superpower is the best password, activation Mechanical and teleporting magic is more effective than electronic codes."
"He seems to set it up on purpose, just waiting for us." Robin's tone was a little anxious, "Retreat."
Batman leaned down sideways and rolled into the small gap. The moment he was about to roll down the stairs, his strong physical fitness stabilized him. He started to roll over on the first step, and then on the sixth. Stand firm on the steps.
"I know, Robin, but that's not the reason for us to shrink," Batman said, his eyes behind the mask full of coldness. "No matter what he prepared, I won't shrink. He has no reason to kill Luther. So I want to find out why he caught Luther."
Batman is very smart. When he successfully lurked in and entered the basement, he knew that he had been exposed-he had been prepared in advance, and was prepared to respond to various emergencies.
"It's just Lex Luthor, even if you have a business connection, is it necessary to take risks for him?" Robin murmured.
"This is just the beginning. Downey is no longer the Supreme Mage. He has lost the shackles of responsibility. He is like a monster that has lost its shackles. I know him better than you, and I know how dangerous he is, so I must know him. What you want, Luther is a good breakthrough."
Batman swiftly descended the steps, silently counting the number of steps and the number of steps he took. After seven turns, he went 32 meters underground. In the darkness, he finally saw a little light.
Robin's helpless voice sounded: "Okay, okay, I don't understand you... You finally got rid of the clown, so you immediately slap Downey? What are you thinking about..."
"Robin, believe me, Downey is a dangerous guy and even a very utilitarian guy. He can't do anything meaningless. Just like what he did in Gotham, the revolution is good. No matter how long, let the whole of Gotham City be filled with his people, he has placed a large number of people to monitor me in all directions...Oh, damn! What did he do!!!"
Batman made a repressed voice with shock and anger.
Robin's question in the headset was too late to answer, and the things that caught his eye had already shocked Batman.
In the deepest corner, there are a large number of instruments on display. In a transparent chamber filled with liquid, a brain filled with catheters is up and down. Hundreds of supercomputers are lit up, and there is a huge amount of them at all times. The data is displayed above and stored.
Batman looked around cautiously and found no mechanism. He stepped forward quickly, glanced at the strange brain quickly, and then looked at the nearest computer screen.
The data stream that flashed by was dazzling, but Batman still found some keywords.
"The nine hundred and forty-ninth experimental simulation..."
"The tenth segment of the Kryptonian gene, dominant number 3, is activated."
"Failure...Cause analysis and backup..."
"Restarting..."
"The 950th experimental simulation..."
Batman carefully watched the scary data stream flashing on hundreds of supercomputers around him and then focused his attention on that brain.
There are weird threads connecting the divided brains ~www.mtlnovel.com~. Batman, who is proficient in anthropology, discovered that this way of dividing the brain is clearly based on different functional areas of the brain.
The wise man had already thought of what this brain was for the first time.
Most likely, this is Luther's brain.
A trace of anger flashed in Batman's eyes, no matter whose brain it was, this kind of experimentation had broken through his bottom line.
He quickly tapped on the computer, browsed the information on it, and saw words such as "Kryptonian" and "Destroy Day".
"Donny, have you stared at the Kryptonian this time? What does he want from the Kryptonian?" Batman thought silently, then gritted his teeth, opened the transparent chamber, and turned off the instrument.
In the dim light, his face and tall body were reflected, leaving a long shadow of bats on the ground.
Downey...what else does he want from himself?
Batman gritted his teeth, his face pale.