After waiting for 20 minutes, the main engine did not receive the positioning signal from the police armor.
In other words, the security system has been completely cracked.
How could the other side break the core program written by Luke himself in such a short time?
Barry Allen said, "it was the owl court in Gotham that robbed the power armor last time. Will it be them this time?"
"No, the owl court is gone."
Linda seems to realize something, "this time it's a more dangerous guy."
"His target is Tesla. Wait, there will be big trouble soon."
It's impossible to hide the fact that the train was robbed. It didn't take long for it to become a hot news in major media. The terrorist attack five days ago is not over, and now it's happening again.
When the house leaks, it will rain at night.
In Gotham, when night falls, a light column appears over the city. The light column reflects the dark clouds, revealing the reflection of bats.
Jim Gordon was pacing up and down the roof, frowning eagerly.
The night wind was blowing, and a dark shadow appeared behind him,
"No news yet?"
Jim took a long breath. "You've come at last. How can you be so slow this time?"
"I tested something."
Bruce took out a device similar to a propeller shaft.
"What is this?"
"The receiver under the core panel is made of special materials that only Tesla can produce."
Jim frowned. "You suspect Tesla is the supplier who is hiding behind the scenes."
Bruce didn't answer. He looked at the city government building not far away. There were traces of fighting in the dilapidated building. A few days ago, the building was attacked by unidentified armed men. These people were wearing power armor and pounding madly at the building, indirectly causing dozens of deaths.
This incident is extremely bad, which not only casts a shadow on Gotham City, but also rings an alarm for the thriving Tesla.
There is no doubt about the performance of power armor. The police can fight against the evil forces by wearing it. However, once it falls into the hands of criminals, the consequences are hard to estimate.
It's like Pandora's box. Once it's opened, there will be endless troubles.
Jim hesitated,
"According to the current situation of Tesla, we should not do this kind of thing. Will there be any conspiracy?"
Words fall, no response, Jim turned to look, Batman has disappeared, a folder on the ground.
"It's like this every time. I don't say hello."
Jim shakes his head, picks up the folder on the ground, sees the contents clearly, and his face suddenly changes,
"It's him that doesn't come true."
……
In the dark, a shadow gallops over Gotham City, passing through the dense buildings to the playground in the suburb.
It's late at night, but the playground is full of lights.
Ticking music sounded, the horse began to beat, circle after circle.
Bruce stood in front of the Trojan horse, waiting quietly. I don't know how long later, footsteps sounded in his ears. Talia, dressed in black tights, came, playing with a dagger in his hand, with deep expectation in his eyes,
"I thought you weren't coming."
Bruce didn't look back. He asked hoarsely,
"The terrorists who attacked the city government are your people?"
"Not bad."
Without hesitation, Talia gave Bruce the answer he wanted,
"Why? Why do you do that? "
Talia stallholders,
"We are assassins. We do business with money, regardless of the reason."
"Whose money?"
Talia smiles, walks up to Bruce, puts his hands around his neck, and the button on his chest breaks open, revealing his full chest,
Talia was as attractive as Venus. She breathed softly and whispered in Bruce's ear,
"Please me and I'll give you the answer."
Bruce: "and
The next scene can't be described in words. In a word, after unremitting efforts, Bruce, whose legs are a little weak, finally gets the information he wants.
Talia, wrapped in sheets, leans on the sofa with a languid look in her eyes. Seeing Bruce about to leave, she can't help saying,
"You want revenge?"
"They have to pay the price."
Talia shook his head. "You'd better give up this idea. The purpose of owl Council is to avenge the owl court people who died in the underground labyrinth. It's just a routine. There's no follow-up action."
"What if I have to take revenge?"
Talia sighed,
"The owl Council and the assassin alliance have been working together for nearly a century, and they are very important partners. If you want to deal with them, my father will do it."
"Bruce, I'm saving you."
Bruce is silent and seems to be thinking about gain and loss.
Talia came up and hugged him. "The owl Council is headquartered in Europe. Its members are from all walks of life. Politicians, soldiers, police and rich people have their own people everywhere. Force alone can't solve the problem."
Bruce whispered,
"Who provided the power armor."
"I knew you would ask that."
After that, he went back to the sofa and poured two glasses of red wine, "but I can't tell you."
"Why?"
"I'm doing it for you, Bruce. You're the hero of Gotham. It's enough to protect the city. Don't mind the outside."
Talia picked up the glass and handed it to him,
"That's it. Don't look into it any more."
Bruce took the glass and put it in his stomach,
"Let me ask you one last question: what partners do you have in the United States?"
Talia helpless, the other side's eyes so that she can not refuse, can only dip in a little wine on the table to write down a person's name.
"Thank you very much."
After getting the answer he wanted, Bruce turned and left without hesitation.
Two days later, late at night, in a private villa in Washington, D.C.
A ghost appears quietly in the back garden. After hitting four security guards one after another, Bruce, who is an assassin, comes to the second floor of the villa and finds Andrew Vannes, who is sleeping with his lover.
Andrew Vannes, 49 years old, graduated from west point, participated in many wars, retired as an Arizona congressman, and is currently a senior consultant of the CIA studio.
For some reasons, he became the contact person of the high level of the United States and the assassin alliance, and he handled many things that were not convenient for the public.
Bruce knocks out the woman in bed and pulls up Andrew in panic,
"Who are you and what are you going to do?"
The response to him was one heavy blow after another,
BAM bam!!!!
The iron fist attacks one after another, falling on the stomach, nose, side chest and other parts that are prone to pain. After a beating, Andrew falls to the ground convulsively, his face twisted and looks extremely painful.
Bruce grabs him by the neck, takes him to himself and stares at him,
"I ask, you answer."