From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

He then stood up and raised his hands in surrender.

"Wise choice."

“Now, take these handcuffs and cuff all your accomplices. Also, drag the people in the factory and the guy on the street over here. Don’t try anything clever; my drone will be watching you the whole time.”

"My name is--"

"Shut up, I have no interest in remembering a criminal's name."

Leo waved his arm, signaling the drone to fly behind him and supervise his work.

Once the young corrupt cop started moving, he himself walked towards Harvey, who was curled up on the ground.

After a quick check, he found that Harvey was only knocked unconscious by the drugs and had no obvious external injuries.

That's all there is to it.

He took a bottle of water out of his spatial storage and unscrewed the cap.

Just as Leo was about to pour it on his face, he realized that this action seemed somewhat inappropriate.

As the saying goes, "If you're going to do a good deed, do it all the way." He's already saved the person, so it's best to be a little gentler now and leave a good impression.

So he took out a pack of wet wipes and wiped Harvey's face.

Early Signs of Talent: Chapter 227 Leo: "I'm just a hero for fun."

The "Knight of Light" in Gotham City awakens in the darkness, his mind still haunted by the terrifying memory of being suddenly attacked shortly after getting into his car.

The side of my neck, where the needle went in, was throbbing with pain, and the cold yet burning medicine seemed to still be scalding my veins.

Harvey's years of experience dealing with criminals made him realize in a split second that he had been kidnapped!

The police officers who came to pick him up are suspicious; they are very likely members of a mafia family!

But... it's too late...

"Stop pretending to be asleep if you're awake. I kindly saved you, are you planning to suddenly retaliate?"

The cold, electronic voice carried a strange hint of mockery.

It didn't sound like there was any malice on their part.

Harvey's feigned sleep was discovered, and he became alert, focusing all his attention on his surroundings.

The ground beneath me was cold and hard, with gravel and sand. I could feel the cool evening breeze on my exposed skin. It must have been an outdoor concrete area.

There was no smell of gunpowder or blood in the air, but there was a complex smell of leaking car oil mixed with burnt tires.

Was there a car accident nearby? Did someone come to rescue him?

Harvey wasn't sure; his eyes, though tightly closed, darted around slyly.

Suddenly, he experienced something he had never experienced before in his life—his eyelids were forcibly pried open with two fingers.

“I know you’re awake, Attorney General Harvey Dent. Don’t waste my time, your girlfriend Rachel is waiting for me to pick her up.”

"...Rachel?"

Harvey wanted to blink, but his eyelids were being held open, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Left with no other choice, he opened his other eye as well: "Rachel's been kidnapped too!?"

Leo released his hand and placed a bottle of purified water beside him.

"Yes, it's the Joker's plot. He kidnapped both you and Rachel, forcing Batman to choose who he would save."

"What!?"

Harvey didn't have time to think and struggled to get up. But the effects of the sedative hadn't worn off yet, and his muscles were completely powerless. After several attempts, he could only manage to sit up.

Then he saw the bottled water beside him.

After a quick check to make sure everything was okay, he poured half a bottle of water on his face and drank the other half, using the source of life to awaken his vitality.

This strategy was correct. His drowsy mind was reactivated, and he quickly surveyed his surroundings.

An unfamiliar abandoned factory, a police car wrecked on a concrete block, and in the distance... wait, that young policeman is the one who attacked me!

Harvey's nerves tightened when he saw the young, corrupt cop dragging someone toward him.

He didn't recognize the man, but he knew that this young man was following Woods' instructions and was the Joker... no, he should be an undercover agent for the mob family!

Which side does this silver-clad man belong to?

Just as he was secretly alarmed, a strange buzzing sound, like the flapping of bee wings, came.

Harvey looked in the direction of the sound and saw a strangely shaped drone following behind the young corrupt cop. It looked like a small box with three pairs of wings. No, upon closer inspection, it looked more like a mechanical spider flying in the air…

He had never seen a drone like this before, but he could tell that the young corrupt cop was terrified, and the drone seemed to be monitoring him.

Leo gave Harvey a few minutes to adjust, and mentally asked Pure White: "How's Rachel doing?"

[It was all taken care of long ago; she was kidnapped even before Harvey. I misled the kidnappers with fake communications, lured them into the warehouse, and then wiped them out with a drone!]

Good job. Let her wait there.

After waiting a while, the young corrupt policeman finished his work and moved all his accomplices to the open space.

Under Leo's watchful eye, he handcuffed everyone's wrists and ankles, forming a circle around them and binding them together.

Leo was very satisfied and pointed to himself.

The young, corrupt policeman, with a bitter expression, handcuffed himself and sat down in the crowd.

Leo reinforced the structure again to make sure everything was in order, and then kindly took out his phone to call the police and an ambulance for them.

"You can wait here for the police, let's go."

He turned around and called out to Harvey, who was silently observing the situation.

The chief prosecutor had already confirmed that the mysterious man in silver was not with the kidnappers, so he followed cautiously with a degree of wariness.

He hadn't walked far when he saw the man in silver stop.

Before he could figure out what the other party was going to do, two drones flew in front of the man in silver, and then... vanished into thin air!?

Harvey blinked rapidly, but the two rather large drones had indeed vanished, along with the strange buzzing sound, leaving only silence in his ears.

His materialist worldview was challenged.

But in the next second, the man in silver reached out and a black luxury car appeared out of thin air, delivering a heavy blow to his rationality.

Harvey's mind went blank. He suddenly felt that he might still be dreaming, and that he was under the influence of drugs, which was why he saw such a bizarre scene.

"Get in the car, don't just stand there."

Leo got into the driver's seat and turned to wave repeatedly at Harvey.

Harvey walked forward blankly, circling around to the other side of the car.

The passenger door opened automatically, allowing him to get into the car.

After settling in, Harvey instinctively fastened his seatbelt and then observed the interior layout. He was stunned – the car was completely enclosed, without a single window… He couldn't even see outside; how was he supposed to drive it?

Leo noticed Harvey's surprise, but he didn't bother to explain.

A poor guy like Harvey, whose total assets are at most eight figures, is not his target customer.

"Hold on tight, this car accelerates pretty fast."

"Wait, who are you? Oh... I mean, I'm grateful you saved me, are you Batman's partner?"

Leo glanced at him and pondered, "I'm Batman's partner, and I occasionally help him maintain order in the city."

Harvey breathed a sigh of relief. He had noticed it earlier—the man in silver hadn't killed any of the criminals, and he had suspected that the man might be Batman's ally.

Now that his guess has come true, he can finally rest easy.

"Thank you again for saving my life. I never imagined that an undercover agent from a mafia family would dare to openly kidnap me in front of reporters. They are so arrogant..."

“I heard that at least half of the people in the Gotham Police Department receive two salaries, one from the police and one from the Falcone family. You’d better investigate this carefully later.”

Leo proactively revealed the information.

Harvey asked, puzzled, "What do we mean...?"

“You, Batman, Gordon,” Leo said, pressing the start button on the car. “The three of you working together will be a perfect way to take down Gotham’s criminals from all angles—the police, the law enforcement, the underworld—so that Gotham can become a better place.”

"What about you?"

"I'm just a hero out of interest. I'd rather invest in business than wear a suit of armor and outwit criminals."

"Of course, if the money's right, I'm willing to be a mercenary!"

Harvey wanted to say something more, but the car suddenly lit up, and the fully enclosed windows suddenly became transparent, allowing people to see the outside scenery without any blind spots.

Immediately, the engine roared, and an unprecedentedly strong sense of acceleration surged through the back of the seat.

The black luxury car sped off like lightning.

Early Signs of Talent: Chapter 228 Leo: "Back in the day, it was I who saved Batman!"

As night fell, Gotham City regained a long-awaited tranquility.

There were no bank robberies, no gang shootouts, no random killings, and even minor cases like highway robberies, which were so common that the police were too lazy to bother with them, became much less frequent.

The city's safety has improved by at least ten percentage points, all thanks to the clown's arrest.

Of course, the grand spectacle he created before his arrest was also a major factor—burning fire trucks, police cars crashed on the roadside, police helicopters burned to a shell after crashing, and... the police officers who died in the line of duty.

The heavy price paid has driven the Gotham City Police Department to a frenzy, to the point that even the most minor disturbances are being escalated into major incidents.

Upon discovering criminals, there's no need for warnings or arrests; simply empty the magazine!

The police officers, regardless of their political affiliation, were all furious, scrutinizing everyone around them with the same eyes they would use to examine a criminal suspect.

In this context, a sports car speeding through city streets at 200 kilometers per hour naturally stimulated their senses.

But... after seeing the car's exterior clearly, the police officers instantly forgot everything and turned away as if they hadn't seen anything.

The car features a jet-black paint job, a cool and futuristic body, and a bat-shaped engraved logo on the hood.

Without a doubt, that was a Batmobile!

Batman also played a significant role in the operation to capture the Joker.

Moreover, any police officer with eyes and ears knows that Batman's identity is not simple, and he has an unspoken understanding with the police leadership; it's best not to provoke him.

Anyway, his targets are all criminals; he never kills anyone.

With this deliberate indulgence, Leo sped all the way and arrived at 250 52nd Street in just ten minutes.

Rachel and the four drones were hiding in the same secluded corner he had been in before. When they saw a Batmobile approaching, she clutched her chest, her heart finally at ease.

Great, it really is Bruce who came to save her!

Although she had already made her choice, the feeling of being saved by the other person time and time again truly moved her, and... left her in a dilemma.

She walked quickly to the car, then suddenly stopped.

The person who stepped out of the driver's seat was not the ex-boyfriend dressed in all black as one might expect, but a man in silver.

He was dressed in a full silver outfit, which shimmered with every move he made; shining a spotlight on him would have blinded those around him.

Given Rachel's familiarity with Bruce, she immediately recognized that the person in front of her was not him.

"……Who are you?"

"Rachel!"

The male voice coming from the other side of the vehicle sent a chill down Rachel's spine.

"Harvey!"

She quickly moved away from the unfamiliar man in silver and threw herself into her current boyfriend's arms.

After exchanging greetings, the two spontaneously kissed, making Leo's sty almost flare up.

What a pair of scoundrels... They start by showering us with their lovey-dovey posts, have they no manners at all?!

He reached out and put the four drones back into storage to charge, then patted the roof of the car hard.

Two loud bangs woke the two people who were embracing.