Ch: 51 [A bat in an armor]

Ch: 51 [A bat in an armor]

Bruce initiated his suit's scanning systems again, trying to trace any residual traces of the sniper's presence or any clues that could indicate Deadshot's movements. However, the fog rendered the sensors ineffective.

"Fuck it! Can't waste time here," He flew into the sky.

"Jarvis, can we use a signal jammer to stop the detonation," He asked the AI. He wanted to prevent the explosion at any cost and trying to attack the one with the detonator might result in a game over for everyone. A slight mistake and BOOM! Gotham down in smoke. He must be wary now that Black Mask and his gang are down. He couldn't take any risk.

"The detonator will not be affected by the signal jammers because its signals are not digital and it works on remote access. Without the key codes, I won't be able to figure out which channel to use." The AI replied.

"Tsk. Since the bombs are remote-controlled, the one with the detonator must not be that far and there is a strong possibility that he will activate all the bombs to do maximum damage while escaping from here. We will have to act fast. I doubt he or whoever that remote is with right now would wait, now that Black Mask is down for the count," Bruce frowned. If this person activated all the explosives, then even Batman would not be able to save Gotham, and everyone would die. He cannot let this happen.

He stopped in midair and examined the map, displayed in 3d models through his visor. Twenty bombs in twenty different locations - a maddening and near-impossible task for one person.

"Jarvis, dial Dad's number. We need to work together on this one," Bruce said, zooming into one of the locations of the explosives. He flew toward the residential district, with the intent of trying to diffuse at least some of the bombs.

As the call connected, he heard the mayor's voice coming through the comms.

"Bruce, Where are you? You're not picking up my calls," Thomas inquired, worry evident in his voice. "The city is in flames! Someone attacked multiple locations in the gang's hideout. Just stay where you are. It's safer than outside."

'What safe place? Anyway...'

"Calm down, don't panic, and listen very carefully. Open your computer," Bruce spoke hurriedly while speeding through the city's air, a dark specter flying overhead.

'His voice... Just like that night...' Thomas hurriedly complied with his son's order. The comms connected to the holo-screen and Thomas was shown a holographic 3D projection of the map on which the locations of the bombs have been marked by Jarvis, all red dots representing their targets.

"Are these the targets...?" He inquired with a raised voice, slightly panicked.

"Yeah, bombs, remotely controlled. I have sent the name of the one with the detonator. He is a traffic police from GCPD. First thing first, don't panic and dispatch bomb squads in those locations, second, you must somehow capture this guy... Someone assassinated Black Mask and we have no idea when they will blow up the city."

"He is dead?! That means... I am on it. You better stay there, Bruce," Thomas spoke worriedly while assigning GCPD agents and SWAT teams in action.

'Did someone track my location? Which place is he talking about?'

"Don't worry about me. You just find that detonator," He quickly hung up. He didn't have enough time to sit and chatter.

Within a few minutes, Bruce arrived at the first location. This bomb was attached to a boiler room located inside a slum school building. The building was empty. He quickly got out of his armor and put it under Jarvis's control.

As the night passed, all the bombs were diffused. None of the explosions happened. The mole in the GCPD had escaped, but they somehow recovered the remote control from him. Well, not that it matters anymore, since all the bombs are disarmed.

He wiped the sweat dripping on his forehead, 'It's almost dawn.' Bruce left for the Manor afterward. 'Mom is going to kill me...'

He dialed Fox's number, "Hey, Mr. Fox..."

"Mr. Wayne? Yeah, I thought something might be wrong, considering the chaos in the city. Guess you took care of the threat?" Fox asked from the other side of the phone.

"You could say that. The thing is, I need another favor,"

"An alibi, I guess?" Lucius knew he would require something to keep his cover intact. "Don't worry. I have already informed your parents that you are working on a special project with me and that you are completely safe in my private research center."

"Ah! No wonder he was telling me to stay where I am. Thank you!"

"My pleasure, Mr. Wayne," Lucius replied in his calm tone.

After disconnecting the call, a thought stuck in Bruce's mind, 'Things went way too smooth. Need to keep an eye out, just in case...'

[Meanwhile] [Location- Classified]

A woman dressed in matte black, like one of those ninjas is standing next to the windows, overlooking an image of Gotham, depicted on a holographic screen floating next to it. Near her feet was lying the GCPD mole. His body was littered with slash wounds, and he was no longer breathing. The floor was drenched in his blood and flesh.

"A bat in armor... This trip is going to be interesting..." She smiled as she removed her mask. Her brown long hair floated in the air and her equally brown iris stared toward the view of Gotham, smiling at the thought.

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