I, V, Gotham Legend

Although half an hour was required, he completed the main process in just ten minutes. He stood on one of the shield machines, took out a handheld computer, and operated it as if no one was around.

"What are you doing?" A cool voice sounded, surprising Batman slightly. He turned around and looked at Valerie with scrutiny.

"What's wrong?" There were still water droplets on Valerie's iconic blue hair, as if she had just stepped out of the bath, but her yellow jacket was still clean and dry.

"Your infiltration has improved." Batman praised him, which was rare. He didn't notice when V came over.

"Hmm?" Valerie also seemed to be thinking about it. "Is my skin getting thicker?"

Perhaps to make it sound less dry, Valerie translated the word "calm" into her own words, but Batman didn't understand what stealth had to do with shamelessness.

Fortunately, he was almost used to the nouns that Valerie often used as if they were from a different world from his. Batman skipped the topic and showed Valerie the PDA in his hand.

There were a lot of letters and numbers on the palm-sized monitor screen, which gave Valerie a headache.

"What is this?" Valerie asked directly.

"As a high-tech product, each shield machine is numbered before it leaves the factory as a means of tracking the product's movements," Batman explained. "The numbers of these three machines have not been destroyed... It's not hard to understand that the organization that rented out these machines plans to take them back to make money."

Batman investigates the movement of these machines through the numbers engraved on the surface of each machine, and perhaps he can identify the people who support Bane's remnants behind the scenes.

"You mean they must have gotten it through formal channels?" Valerie seemed a little surprised.

"At least we can be sure when it was last traded legally." Batman replied, "This is a top-level tunnel boring machine. It's very expensive and very difficult to smuggle."

Even under the name of the Wayne Group, there are only thirteen of them.

Valerie understood: "I will also have such a convenient number when I sell things in the future."

Batman knew that Valerie had always wanted to start a business selling things, and he was pleased that the girl was willing to do something legitimate to make money, but he always felt that things were not that simple.

There was a lot of noise outside the cordon. The onlookers had finished watching the fun and finally left in twos and threes. Fortunately, the battlefield was limited to the sea.

Sometimes I have to sigh at the psychological quality of the people of Gotham.

In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Batman finally locked onto the target on the computer.

"Four machines, produced in three different countries." Batman put the entries together, "Finally purchased by the same company... Lisboa Group?"

"you have heard?"

"A multinational military industrial group went bankrupt a few days ago." Batman summarized. "They acted as an intermediary and rented a total of four shield machines from the United States, China, and Germany, and lent them to Brackennawa for infrastructure construction."

"Brackenawa?"

Batman took a deep breath, as if to regulate his blood pressure. "The country in South America fell into a civil war a few months ago, and recently went straight into anarchy... Don't you care about world news at all?"

"Of course I care." Valerie curled her lips in dissatisfaction, "I just forgot. These names are difficult to pronounce and remember, and they have little to do with my life."

Brackennawa had fallen into chaos at least four months ago, and the last place where these tunnel boring machines were traded was this country. The strange coincidence seemed to be telling Batman that something was wrong here.

"After this country's government became dysfunctional, someone stole - or robbed - these tunnel boring machines and submarine armies, and sold them to Bane's remnants." Batman integrated the clues, but more questions emerged.

Although this prison break was fierce, there were actually less than a thousand Bain's remaining followers, and it was obviously difficult for them to afford such a huge expense.

"The remnants of Bane must have something that the selling forces want." Batman concluded.

The biggest question now is, who is this mysterious force?

Batman had several candidates in mind, but Valerie suddenly raised her hand as if she was answering a question in class.

"I say, did you know that the League of Assassins was involved in this attack? Especially the one named Siwa."

"..." Batman looked at Valerie speechlessly, "You killed someone again?"

Valerie's face turned green. "No! I didn't blame her this time. It was Shiva who really came."

"..." Seeing Valerie's anxious expression, Batman finally believed it. He suddenly thought of something he had seen in the past and nodded in understanding, "I think I understand."

After Christmas, Valerie also came to him and shared with him information about the dirty bomb.

To summarize, the League of Assassins tried to smuggle a dirty bomb from Gotham to a South American country, but the dirty bomb was stolen inside Gotham.

It was later proved that the person who stole the dirty bomb was the Riddler, who modified the dirty bomb and used Anazi to create the world-famous Mysterious City incident.

After hearing what Valerie said, Batman felt as if everything connected.

Although there was no dirty bomb, the League of Assassins still achieved their goal. They overthrew the South American country of Brackennawa and seized the country's military assets.

Perhaps the Risbu Group had its eyes on the benefits of the civil war and invested a large portion of its capital in advance into Blackenawa's national defense. However, it was dragged into the quagmire as a result. After relying on its strong financial resources to hold on for several months, it finally went bankrupt a few days ago.

When you think about this, many problems seem to be solved.

Seeing Batman's expression of understanding, Valerie scratched her head unhappily: "What did you understand? Why are you suddenly silent?"

The sea breeze blew Batman's cape, and he said calmly: "The Assassin's League is going to attack Gotham."

Valerie finally understood: "Are they finally coming? To be honest, these chuunibyou have been clamoring to destroy Gotham for a long time. I have been waiting for half a year and there has been no movement. I thought they were just bragging."

Batman glanced at Valerie speechlessly.

In the eyes of the Gotham Police Department and the government, the Assassin's League has never stopped causing trouble. After all, these battles were fought with the help of someone.

NO51. Mission Completed

It's no news to either of them that the League of Assassins is plotting to overthrow Gotham.

"What are you going to do next? Are you going to start with a slogan?" Valerie asked Batman, "Like I will never let this happen."

"What I'm going to say are not slogans, but established facts that will definitely be achieved." Batman replied, "The League of Assassins can't do anything."

"I think so too." Valerie thought the first half of Batman's sentence was very cool and kept it in mind.

Although the Assassin's League is acting together with the remnants of Bane this time, the only two people directly involved in this conflict are the Ninja known as Katana and Lady Shiva. Apart from that, the Assassin's League's support is more in the form of military equipment.

Before coming to find Batman, Valerie and Gordon and others had basically cleared out the thugs who boarded the ship, but there was no sign of Siva at all. Combined with what this woman had said before, she had already made preparations for escape.

If there is any good news, it is that the ninja with a samurai sword who was defeated by Helena did not escape. He may become a breakthrough against the Assassin's League.

Overall, apart from the sinking of a ship and several speedboats, the police station did not suffer too much damage in this operation, and even the casualties were not serious.

In fact, the scale of this incident is only considered a major event for the citizens of Gotham, who are at most exposed to gang conflicts, but compared with the Krypton War in Metropolis half a month ago, it can be regarded as a minor incident.

Thinking of this, Valerie couldn't help but put her hands on her hips. She asked Marlon, Louise and others to publicize her achievements in the Krypton War, either openly or secretly. For her, the more fame, the better.

Valerie looked back at Batman, who was still looking down at the PDA in his hand, seemingly investigating something else.

Valerie wanted to leave. She thought that Batman should handle this kind of brain-twisting matter by himself. Anyway, judging from the cooperation in recent months, if Batman couldn't handle it himself, he would come to her on his own initiative.

Just as Valerie took a step forward and was about to leave, she suddenly stopped again. A text message appeared at the edge of her vision. It was sent to her by Barbara.

"My accomplices have uncovered the hideout of Bain's remnants." Valerie said directly, as the great detective was right behind her. "I'll share this with you. Go check it out for yourself when you have time."

Batman didn't reply, but Valerie thought he must have agreed. After sharing the information with Batman in a familiar manner, she opened the jetpack again and left the beach.

……

Bane was not kidnapped, a large group of mercenaries including their leader Big Bird were executed, and a submarine corps large enough for a country to pay attention to was confiscated. For Commissioner Gordon, this was already a gain that exceeded the goal of this operation.

After basically confirming that there was no danger, Gordon left some of his men to clean up the battlefield before the professional department arrived, while he took another group of people to continue taking Bane to the asylum, and the rest returned to their posts in Gotham.

Above Gotham Bay, three police helicopters were flying at a distance that was neither too close nor too far away. A container was hanging on the landing gear of the helicopter in the middle.

Because Bane was too large to be stuffed into a helicopter, the police came up with an improvisation and stuffed him into a container, which was then hoisted to the asylum.

At this time, Bane was wrapped in a fragile-looking black gelatinous substance. His huge size was still scary, but he was sleeping like dead.

The gelatinous substance that wrapped him was provided by Valerie. She said it was an alien material. Although it was easily cut by sharp tools and was afraid of fire, it was almost impossible to open it by brute force.

After successfully arriving at the mental hospital, the hospital also planned to wrap another layer of iron sheet outside the tape to solve the above shortcomings.

After making sure there would be no further attacks, the helicopter was much faster than the ship, and the asylum castle manor-like buildings soon appeared before their eyes.

Gordon and his men remained on edge until the helicopter actually flew into the asylum, only then did they truly relax.

When it was first built, the founder of the asylum never thought that an airplane would fly into the asylum, and the helicopter could not find a place to park. Fortunately, these people had a plan in place.

There used to be a circular indoor park inside the asylum. After the restart, it was converted into a botanical garden, but it has not yet been put into use.

The hospital opened the roof of the botanical garden greenhouse and allowed the helicopter to land directly in the greenhouse which was as large as a square.

The handover went relatively smoothly. The container containing Bane was first gently placed on the ground by hanging chains. After the staff completed the unloading and took away the container with a crane, the helicopter finally landed safely on the ground.

Gordon wiped his glasses and jumped out of the plane, the relief on his face visible to the naked eye.

"Good evening, I've been looking forward to meeting you." Seeing Gordon, the bald staff member in a white robe who had been waiting here immediately came up, followed by two female scientists.

Gordon put on his glasses and squinted at the scientist who came up to him for a while, then he suddenly realized: "I remember you, Dr. Hugo Strange."

The asylum has hired many batches of scientific researchers from various fields, and Dr. Hugo was the first one to be invited - together with the Scarecrow.

After Scarecrow's crime was exposed, the Gotham Police Department investigated this strange doctor. Although he was very famous in the field of psychology, he was more obsessed with biological sciences and had produced many popular cosmetics. However, no clues of collusion with Scarecrow were found.

"Mr. Bain is a demon known to the world. He has set fires in countless chaos, but he is just a poor man who needs help." Hugo said with a smile, "It is the right choice to transfer him to a mental hospital. Through his treatment and research, we can help more people."

Gordon didn't comment on this. To him, it was enough as long as these super criminals behaved themselves.

Hugo narrowed his eyes slightly under his red sunglasses. He seemed to want to exchange pleasantries with Gordon for a while, but the red-haired researcher who had been following him spoke impatiently: "Professor Strange, since the people have been sent here, you should leave quickly. The longer you stay, the more troublesome it will be to clean up here."

"..." Strange put away his smile, looked at the red-haired woman with dissatisfaction, and then said to Gordon helplessly, "I'm sorry, Dr. Pamela doesn't like humans very much. Please forgive us for not being able to entertain you."

"It doesn't matter, just get it done quickly." Gordon waved his hand and said.

With Gordon's permission, Hugo nodded and turned around, saying to the other Asian woman beside him: "Let's go, Dr. Yang, as we agreed, Mr. Bain's health is in your hands."

NO52. What does it mean to never forget your original intention?

After meeting Helena, Valerie found a public toilet, put away her conspicuous blue hair and yellow jacket, and changed into more low-key gentle long hair and a light yellow dress.

With Helena at the helm, they drove across half of Gotham and arrived at Migania Island. According to the location sent by Barbara, they found Bane's hideout.

As soon as she entered the room, she was surprised by the cold weather. Valerie rubbed her arms and greeted the two people who had been waiting in the room for a long time.

"Good afternoon. It's amazing that you thought of asking Mr. Freeze for help." The second half of the sentence was said to Barbara.

"I found Mr. Malone, and then he helped me contact Mr. Victor." Barbara said a little embarrassedly.

Barbara didn't have her own office on her first day at work, so she used the computer in the private room of Lai Sheng where she had interviewed before. The first person she could contact directly was Malone, who was watching the store the whole time.

"Okay, okay, it's a good thing to be able to get people to do things. In our line of work, the worst thing is to force yourself to do something when you can't do it." Valerie said in a mature manner, then raised the corners of her mouth like a rabbit and looked at Victor, "But I didn't expect that you are still willing to help us."

"Just stretching my muscles." Mr. Freeze said, twisting his neck.

By the way, he also wanted to repay Valerie for protecting him and supporting his research with money and technology, but Victor was too embarrassed to say it directly.

"You are just a guy with a cold body temperature and a cold expression." Valerie couldn't tell what Victor was thinking, but she always thought so.

Barbara turned around to look at the room they had just briefly searched, and suggested to Valerie: "Do you want to investigate here?"

"Our mission has been accomplished. There is no need to disrupt the scene anymore. It will be enough to hand it over to the police or something." Valerie said, looking back at the door.

Helena, standing at the door, touched the ice that had frozen into a wall, and her eyes seemed to be shining. If you look closely, you can see that there is a motorcycle frozen in the ice wall.

"What's wrong?" Valerie asked subconsciously as she watched her touching the ice wall.

"Nothing." Helena took her hand back. "Want to leave?"

"Hmm..." Valerie pinched her chin. She was a little hesitant. After all, she was already here, and she would feel like she would be at a loss if she just left like that.

The remnants of Bane have been basically wiped out. Even if there are some who have escaped, they will realize that the situation is not good after returning to their hideout. Compared with the fallen mercenaries, the Assassin's League standing behind them is more troublesome.

"Let's do this." Thinking of the Assassin's League, Valerie seemed to have come up with a good idea. She walked to a clean wall that was not frozen, took out a bottle of spray paint from her pocket, and sprayed it on it with great fanfare.

"[You are no longer useful, Sivarius...]" Barbara moved behind Valerie and read the words she uttered, "Is this useful? Anyone can tell that this is the work of Mr. Freeze, right?"

"It doesn't matter. They will come back sooner or later. As long as I can disgust them, it'll be a success." Valerie said evilly.

Barbara nodded, not quite understanding.

After leaving the graffiti, Valerie pretended to walk around again before leaving the hideout with her accomplices.

After walking out of the base of Bane's remnants, Valerie seemed to suddenly remember something. She clapped her hands and suggested going back to the afterlife first.

The accomplices did not refuse. They got into the car summoned by Valerie. The car raised dust on the streets of Gotham and drove towards the new city.

Laisheng was located in the diamond district of the new city. When they arrived, it was already evening.

Of course they didn't come back to hold a celebration party. Valerie took these people to a warehouse behind the basement of the next life.