The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

"Thank you, Inspector Bai Lang."

John excitedly pulled a metal object from his bag.

"This is one of the things my father left me, cough cough... it's not worth much, consider it my payment."

Bai Lang's gaze fell on the object John had taken out.

This metal artifact is entirely silver, about ten centimeters long, and looks like a wrist guard. Its surface is engraved with intricate ancient Greek-style patterns.

He looked again at the beaming smile on John's face.

Without saying a word, he immediately accepted the other party's kindness.

He knew that it was better to accept it readily than to refuse and have John force it into his hands.

However, the moment he put the wristband in his hand, he immediately sensed that it was imbued with some kind of power.

This power is much stronger than the 10,000 horsepower of the magnetic field rotating within his body.

[Ability Value +5]

A light blue notification box appeared in front of him.

Bai Lang looked at the wristband in his hand with surprise, and a beautiful figure appeared in his mind.

A silver wristband with strange powers—could this be Wonder Woman's?

He carefully examined the silver bracers in his hand, and could feel the power of Zeus slowly flowing within them.

Will the heroine come looking for this thing back?

Should he refuse her then, or threaten her and do whatever he wants?

What the hell is this blackmail? I, Bai Lang, am a good person! A really good person!

He looked up at John and saw that the old man had already started packing his things, preparing to go with him to find his son.

Bai Lang carefully placed the protective silver bracelet, and then went out with John.

He planned to visit John's son first, and then have Mick and Gardner help John fulfill his last wish.

John was still holding that little blue notebook, his hand gripping the pen as he wrote on it.

Bai Lang helped him carry the package and led him towards the farmhouse restaurant in the upper city.

"What are you writing?" Bai Lang asked curiously, noticing that he had been writing something.

“A suicide note,” John replied.

"This is a habit I inherited from my father, cough cough... He left me many wills before he died, and I want to follow this tradition and write some for my son Mike..."

Bai Lang withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

"Chief Bai Lang!"

On the road next to them, a police car drove up and slowly passed by them.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a familiar face—it was Ryan.

“How about I drive you to find it?” Ryan suggested.

"can."

Bai Lang nodded and sat down in the back seat with John.

"Take us to the farmhouse restaurant in the upper district first."

"Chief White Wave, aren't we going to find Mike?" John asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Uh… that place belongs to Mike,” Bai Lang explained.

Such a clumsy lie can be exposed with a little thought.

But John didn't think much of it. After spending these days together, he had already realized that Bai Lang was a good person.

Good people need to be trusted.

After dropping John off at the farmhouse restaurant, Bai Lang specifically instructed Gardner to prepare some non-spicy, stomach-friendly dishes for him.

After leaving the farmhouse restaurant, Bai Lang subconsciously turned his head behind him.

He seemed to sense that someone was watching him.

'What's going on? Maybe it's just a hallucination...'

He found a small corner, smashed the surveillance camera that Batman Bruce Wayne had covered, and then put on the same Batman suit.

He needed to rush to the unfinished building number three, disguise Mike, and then bring him over.

In Gotham during the day, this would require him to unleash unparalleled speed to charge, which is quite simple.

Bai Lang charged forward without hesitation!

Ten thousand horsepower of magnetic field rotation flowed through his body, and his incredibly strong muscles throbbed violently.

Almost instantly, the dark, muscular body sped off towards the distant park street at a speed of 150 meters per second.

Even if captured by a surveillance camera and slowed down tenfold, you can still only see a blurry afterimage.

Soon, he appeared at the entrance of the alley he had visited before.

The same few drug addicts were still there, their faces pale and their eyes filled with dark circles.

But Bai Lang could see that they were in much better condition than a few days ago, and it seemed that their lives were beginning to improve.

Bai Lang flashed and appeared in front of the third unfinished building.

Next to the unfinished building, there is an open space of about 100 square meters filled with tents.

Garbage was piled up haphazardly next to the tent cluster, obscuring some of the tent corners.

This place looks like a large, crowded camp for homeless people.

But it's much better than when Bai Lang first arrived here.

At least in the center of the tent cluster, there was a large pot that would take three people to encircle.

Meanwhile, Harley Quinn was stirring the food with her baseball bat in front of the burning pot.

Several people holding plastic bowls had already lined up in front of the big pot.

It seems they've stolen quite a few things from the Rolls-Royces and Bugatti Veyrons of the wealthy these past few days.

But Bai Lang knew that this would only solve the problem temporarily.

In the crowd, he saw a figure that looked very much like John in the photo.

She looks a lot like John, and her figure is as thin as in the photo. Her features have matured a bit, but the disdain and naivety in her eyes have been replaced by numbness.

Bai Lang recognized him at a glance; it was none other than the young man who had been holding a physics book and flipping through it.

Also John's son, Mike Benjamin.

His face was sallow and withered, with several sores around his mouth and lifeless eyes, just like those drug addicts outside.

Bai Lang's heart sank slightly, and he immediately appeared in front of Mike.

......

After being tricked by the Riddler, Batman Bruce Wayne finds out where Mike Benjamin is.

He discovered that the other person was just a drug addict in a small gang, and coincidentally, the leader of this small gang was Harley Quinn.

This made him wonder what kind of conspiracy Harley Quinn and the Riddler had in store for him.

He saw mostly drug addicts in this small gang, and Bruce Wayne didn't have a good impression of such self-destructive people.

Therefore, it's natural to assume that Harley Quinn is plotting something.

He stood on the roof of the unfinished building, looking down at Harley Quinn who was cooking some bread porridge.

Suddenly, Alfred's voice came from inside the Bat Cave.

"Young Master Wayne, there has been a bank robbery and bombing in the Upper City. Mudface and Black Mask have appeared together!"

His expression froze for a moment, then he immediately took out a surveillance camera and installed it on the roof of the unfinished building, constantly monitoring the scene below.

He then drove the Batmobile to Gotham Bank in the Upper City.

When Batman Bruce Wayne arrived, Clayface and the man in Black Mask were already driving away in a pickup truck.

Bruce Wayne immediately activated the weapons on the Batmobile.

Da da da da!!

Two Gatling guns extended from the front of the tank, firing at the vehicle in front of Mudface and Black Mask.

The bullet struck the hard exterior of the truck, producing a clanging metallic sound and sending sparks flying.

Mudface stretched out his enormous arm, a full meter long, to block the tires and prevent them from being shot by Batman.

But Bruce Wayne was wearing the Anti-Batman armor at this time, which had extraordinary performance.

He immediately jumped out of the Batmobile, and the properties of the N-metal instantly made him fly.

A farmhouse restaurant not far ahead.

Thank you.

John put down the bowl and expressed his sincere gratitude to Gardner.

Just now, Gardner enthusiastically cooked several delicious dishes for him.

Although the other party did not charge him money, in return, John told him his story at his request.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his story, the seemingly burly man's eyes reddened, and tears even welled up in them.

Rumble!!

Just then, a huge roar came from the outside.

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Bruce, wearing the Anti-Batman armor, flew through the air.

His body was level with the small truck where the mud-faced man and the black-masked man sat.