Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 193 Bat Intuition

"Didn't the transport crew behave in any unusual way?"

Batman, who was speeding along on his motorcycle, asked seriously.

In the headset, the signal is transferred to Batgirl's exclusive channel, so that Batman can get technical support from the other party at any time.

"Yes, I'm surprised too. The surveillance didn't show any unusual expressions on their faces."

Batgirl Barbara's fingers kept flying on the keyboard. Since the big events happened in Arkham Asylum, Batman, who lost Robin as his assistant, could only hand over part of the monitoring tasks to the Bat-family, which he had assumed by default. A member of Barbara.

After all, as there are more and more lunatics in Gotham City, Batman gradually realizes that he is really unable to do anything on his own.

Although the butler Alfred is retired from the special forces, his age is no longer able to support him from regularly helping Batman monitor all key areas of Gotham City day and night.

Coupled with the continuous gang conflicts in recent days, the Gotham Police Department is also busy every day.

Although he wouldn't admit it, Dick's departure did disrupt the rhythm of life that Batman had been accustomed to for many years.

"Have you tried to access the transport vehicle's intercom?"

The bullet-proof one-way window completely conceals the situation inside the vehicle, but through the infrared device installed inside the Bat-helmet, Batman can clearly see that in addition to the fixed driver and guards inside the vehicle, there are other things in the compartment and seats. At the junction of , there was a figure standing there quietly.

The impact drill that popped out from the heel kicked the car window glass to pieces with the huge force, and the whole person got directly into the car like a flexible loach.

The whole set of movements was as precise as if they had been rehearsed countless times in a special effects action movie full of protective measures, without any redundant or disordered movements.

But, what is the purpose of acting in such a big way?

If the other party wants to enter Arkham Asylum, find a concealed enough location to hide in the car, sneak in quietly, and be done with it soon?

When the distance was enough, Batman let go of his hands and jumped into the air without even looking at the expensive motorcycle that was sent directly to the cliff. He stabilized it with the help of the hook lock shot from the air. direction, and landed on the truck compartment with a thud, rolling around in a circle to release the force.

After listening to Barbara's report, Batman's brows furrowed under his mask, and he was already preparing for the worst.

In order to prevent the robbers in the carriage from harming the staff inside the vehicle after noticing his arrival, Batman did not hesitate at all. After removing the hook and lock link, he jumped forward and grabbed the edge of the carriage with both hands. He kicked his feet hard towards the car window.

But the top priority should be to deal with that guy first.

Barbara nervously switched the monitoring positions along the road, watching the truck responsible for delivering necessities to Arkham Asylum as it kept driving on the road.

As the powerful Batmobile passed through a mountain road that took a shortcut, Batman had already seen the transport truck in question, which was driving smoothly in front of him.

Batman immediately simulated the scene in the car in his mind. A silent killer was holding two pistols against the backs of the driver and guard's heads, ordering them to keep driving at a constant speed toward Arkham Asylum.

From the moment he landed on the top of the car to the present, the entire process took no more than three seconds. No matter how alert the kidnapper was, he would never be able to react.

Was it the mysterious man who held a gun and controlled the people inside the vehicle, making it impossible for them to call for help?

Batman calculated the distance, turned the faucet directly, and drove the silent Batmobile down the mountain road.

What is the use of such a grand hijacking of a vehicle? When the guards at Arkham discover the abnormality of the vehicle, it will obviously be even more impossible to let the other party in.

"The connection has been passed, but no matter how I communicate, there is never any feedback from the other side. The whole car is quiet as if there is no one."

As soon as he entered the car, Batman unfolded his bulletproof cape behind him and stood between the hijacker and the driver.

However, the expected gunshot did not sound. Instead, there was a powerful and heavy kick towards Batman's abdomen.

Oops! If you lose your balance and get kicked down, your weight plus the heavy equipment will hit the driver behind you so hard that he cannot hold his steady...

As the so-called powerful and heavy kick came into close contact with Batman's abdomen, the actual weak force from the touch was unexpected by Batman.

From this alone, he could tell that the opponent was a completely ordinary person who had no experience in fighting and had not experienced any special training.

Without having time to think about the weirdness here, Batman directly lifted up his cape, grabbed the other person's ankle and lifted it up hard, knocking the person over.

He reached out and shot out two ropes to tie up the man. Batman turned around and was surprised to find that the driver and guard in the cab were still driving the vehicle smoothly as if nothing had happened, unaware of everything behind them.

Then look at the so-called kidnapper who he easily knocked down.

He has no gun or knife. Apart from wearing a black windbreaker to cover his figure and a black top hat to cover his face, he is a completely ordinary person.

Still looking at him with a pair of confused eyes.

"It's hypnotism."

Batman said something as if talking to himself.

"I'm going to look for information. There aren't many people in Gotham City who can use hypnosis."

Barbara in the headset was stunned for a moment, and then quickly called up a list of criminals who were not currently incarcerated in Arkham Asylum but had used hypnosis.

"No, the point is not the hypnosis used by someone, but the criminal method."

Batman interrupted Barbara's movements from a distance, his tone a little cold.

"The style of lifting it up high and putting it down gently is most likely the work of Terry Pickles."

Today's vehicle hijacking farce and the previous flour bomb incident gave Batman basically the same feeling.

But just like there are one or two real bombs hidden in those flour bombs, and the final actual purpose is to hinder Batman and give Terry time to kill the Penguin alive, Terry's criminal style is to use A large number of unrelated crimes that appear to be true and false cover up his truest purpose.

"The technique of hypnosis is indeed very clever. He only hypnotized this ordinary person pretending to be a robber, deliberately exposed his flaws under surveillance, and then used this hypnotized person to hypnotize the driver and guard a second time."

"The only guy who can do this is the psychic pirate who is still imprisoned in Arkham, but he seems to have a successor."

Batman walked up to the dull-eyed 'robber', squatted down and groped around, and took out a palm-sized red and white mask from the other's chest pocket.

"The pixels and the new mind pirates have joined forces, and the purpose is currently unknown."

Barbara on the other side of the headset was stunned for a moment.

Maybe she could imitate Batman's clothing style and fighting skills with the skills her police dad helped her develop and the equipment she bought herself, but in this step, relying on her familiar impression of all criminal styles and her exaggerated association inference skills, it was Barbara could never imitate that.

"Since there is no danger in the car now, do I need to enter the emergency braking program of the remote control?"

"No, I suspect they've entered Arkham. My motorcycle is gone - just keep driving."

(End of this chapter)