I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 674 Nothing is impossible, because I am Batman!
Countless bullets shot out like a torrent, heading straight for Batman and the Batmobile, but they did not cause any damage to Batman.

The figure merely waved its cloak.

All the bullets were blocked, and he was not harmed in the slightest.

Batman moved swiftly at that moment, like a gust of wind, catching everyone off guard. In the blink of an eye, several gangsters were knocked to the ground, further chilling their hearts.

Is this guy really still human?

The speed was so fast that there wasn't even time to aim a gun, leaving no room for reaction, and even bullets couldn't cause any damage...

What kind of monster is this guy who calls himself Batman?

What was wrong with the chairman of the Steel Guild to want to confront such a monster head-on?
A hint of fear flickered in the eyes of the gangsters. They continued to pull the trigger, but the bullets were always a step behind Batman.

The black-clad figure pressed the trigger.

The grappling hook shot out instantly, hooking onto the eaves of a warehouse not far away, causing Batman to disappear from the spot in an instant.

He spread his cloak in the air.

The cloak seemed to possess an incredible power, making him fly through the air and then fall from the sky.

Just like a real, large bat.

Just a few moments.

He knocked several more gangsters to the ground, then threw several darts, easily blocking the gun ports of several guns, causing them to explode.

"Aaaaaaah, my hand!"

"My arm is broken!!!"

Many gang members were writhing on the ground in pain, unable to even lift their guns.

There were more than thirty yakuza members in the Steel Society here, even if their professionalism was not as good as the Steel Society when Miura Takeo was still around.

But it's placed within the many small organizations in Tokyo.

Those are definitely among the best, none of them are types that can be easily dealt with.

But these people were powerless against Batman; the black figure was like a strong gust of wind.

Wherever the wind blows, people fall to the ground, unable to rise again.

"How...how is this possible?!"

The steel association cadres were so shocked they were speechless.

He had considered how powerful Batman was.

But he hadn't expected Batman to be this strong! This guy is practically inhumanly powerful!

Was the Iron Society defeated after several battles with this monster?
Previously, the Steel Association's leaders lamented that the Steel Association's predecessor was so easily defeated, but now they have no such thoughts at all. They just feel that it is amazing that the Steel Association before its reorganization was able to fight against such people several times before disbanding.

It's truly an incredible thing.

"Use the bomb!"

"Kill him with a bomb! No matter how strong he is, he can't withstand the force of a bomb explosion!"

He reacted.

He quickly shouted, urging the other Steel Society members to immediately retaliate, but those Steel Society members had completely lost their will to fight.

The vast majority of Steel Society members have fallen, and many more have fled.

The remaining Iron Society members were under pressure from Batman.

They had a brilliant idea.

It wasn't like what the Iron Society executives said, that they used bombs to blow up Batman.

They only have one life.

Killing Batman wouldn't benefit them at all. Could they really expect a criminal organization like the Iron Society to support their families?
Are you kidding me?
Only living gangsters have value; dead gangsters, along with their families, are just sitting on the side of the road, and it's good enough if they aren't kicked aside.

How could I possibly provide for them?

Their gaze fell upon the Batmobile.

We should treat them the same way they treat us.

They had clearly seen the Batmobile's performance; it was bulletproof and extremely fast.

In this case.

If they escape in the Batmobile, Batman will not only be unable to catch them, but even if he could, he would be completely helpless against those inside the Batmobile.

We must use bats to defeat bats!

Thinking of this, the Iron Society members immediately ran to the Batmobile, pulled out crowbars, and prepared to pry it open and escape inside.

however.

These steelworkers have just approached.

The Batmobile doors opened without them having to lift a finger, which brought a look of surprise to their eyes.

But the surprise quickly turned into astonishment.

Because there are people inside the Batmobile.

A little girl who looked no older than 12 sat in the car, holding a round object in her hand and looking at them.

"I've tested it, child labor is out!"

The Steel Society members only had time to shout one sentence before the sphere was thrown out and exploded violently.

The anesthetic smoke immediately spread.

The Batmobile's doors were already closed.

The little girl put on a portable gas mask and continued flipping through books to pass the time.

The Steel Society members outside immediately collapsed; not one of them could remain conscious in the face of Dr. Agasa's specially made tranquilizer darts.

See here.

The steel industry cadres were instantly disheartened.

He hadn't expected Batman to be so powerful, with an accomplice hiding inside the Batmobile.

Insidious, so insidious!

Chen En glanced at the places where the Steel Society members had fallen, then turned to look at the Steel Society's officers.

His gaze lingered on the black mask.

—These are the symbols of the former Steel Guild executives. All the Steel Guild executives used to think that they were the Steel Guild Chairman, Takeo Miura.

Because they share memories and have consistent cognition.

But it's different now.

The steel association executive in front of him clearly did not share memories with Miura Takeo; this was quite evident from his posture alone.

The first hand was clumsy, the second hand was weak, the footwork was loose, and there was nothing that looked right.

Although Takeo Miura was also quite embarrassing back then.

But that guy's fighting skills are at least at an intermediate level. He can withstand two punches from an iron fist that would instantly put an ordinary person to sleep.

But this guy in front of me is no good.

It'll only take one punch at most.

"Batman."

"How...how did you know we were here? That's impossible! None of us noticed your Batmobile!"

"With such a loud noise, there's no way the others wouldn't have heard it. Why is this happening?"

"I can't believe it," said a member of the Steel Association.

however.

Chen En simply walked step by step to the Steel Association cadre and answered.

Nothing is impossible.

A cold glint flashed in Batman's eyes.

He said.

"Because, I am Batman!"

The next moment.

The entire Steel Association cadre was instantly sent flying three meters away by this powerful punch, landing on the ground in the classic Yamcha pose.

He had already fallen asleep.

"The Dongchen Society's warehouse?"

Chen En turned his head to look at the small truck.

He wanted to know what exactly was inside the truck that was so valuable that these gangsters were willing to risk everything to take it.

(End of this chapter)