I, V, Gotham Legend

The Clayface Man let out a long breath. While taking the lives of others, he found himself and seemed to be strengthening his determination.

His eyes looked towards the Simon Group building not far away.

……

In a luxurious manor in southeast Gotham, Gordon is investigating the crime scene of Calendar Man.

Calendar Man, whose real name is Julian Dale, is a serial killer who has been rampant in Gotham in recent days. He wears different clothes every time he commits a crime and leaves the calendar of the day at the crime scene.

According to the anonymous text messages received some time ago and Gordon's own reasoning, the Calendar Man's methods and attire each time he committed a crime were closely related to that day.

For example, this time, the wealthy man Ken Dai died at the hands of the Calendar Man on the anniversary of his first wife's death.

The deceased's head was smashed by falling rocks, and the clothes he was wearing after his death were exactly the same as those when his wife died.

This has nothing to do with hatred. He may have been hired, or he may have done it just for fun. The Calendar Man committed crimes without any rhyme or reason.

After the Gotham police failed to protect Kenday, Gordon immediately ordered his men to seal off the manor in order to protect the scene and also to block Calendar Man's escape route.

Gordon's police team had been searching here for nearly forty minutes, but they hadn't even seen the shadow of Calendar Man. However, Gordon knew in his heart that he was still here.

Just then, someone called Gordon again through the voice channel.

"Clayface has shown up in Poly District, and he's going to attack Simon Building."

"Attack? Be clear." Gordon picked up the walkie-talkie.

"He rushed directly to Simon Building and massacred the common people there! Brandon has sent a team there, but... damn, that monster went crazy! It's just like in a monster movie! They need your support now."

The person on the other end of the phone directly sent the Clayface Man's current location to Gordon.

Gordon looked around. There was still no clue about the Calendar Man's whereabouts, but he had already forced his target into a desperate situation. However, at this time, a terrorist attack by a super-powered person occurred in other places.

The police station is short-staffed now. If they divide their forces at this time, there will be loopholes in the encirclement of the Calendar Man, and the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to arrest the criminal may slip away. However, according to the information from the conversation, the situation on the Clayface Man's side seems to be very critical, and the physical and mental safety of a large number of people are being harmed.

"Fuck it, Harvey, you take the third and fourth teams to continue to maintain the encirclement, everyone else, follow me!"

After hesitating for only a moment, Gordon cursed, gave an order to his partner, and then got into the car first.

……

In a secret basement of the manor.

The tall and fat Calendar Man, dressed in red, was looking at the police car going away on the screen.

Julian Dale stroked his shiny bald head and smiled sinisterly.

This basement was built by the ancestor of the wealthy Kenday, the owner of the manor, as a secret room to protect trapped black slaves and government underground agents during the Civil War. Its existence has been lost in the long river of time.

Julian Dale also came to scout the area many days in advance and accidentally discovered this secret room that even the owner of the manor didn't know about. He covered it up again and it became the hidden base for the Calendar Man's criminal activities.

Sure enough, these group of idiots couldn't do anything to me.

Calendar Man felt that he had the Gotham Police Department in the palm of his hand, and his victory in intelligence made him indulge in satisfaction.

"So who should we play with next?"

Dale looked down at the calendar and wrote down the information of many people he found and the dates that were important to them.

"Let me see... Next month, January 6th, is the anniversary of the Waynes' death... Hohoho! How about dressing up as Thomas Wayne and killing Bruce Wayne?"

Calendar Man seems to have hit upon a brilliant idea.

He couldn't wait to prepare the plan, so he stood up and looked for his clean calendar on the work desk in front of him.

But when he looked up and glanced at the screen, he was suddenly stunned.

The screen still showed the footage from the pinhole camera that had been buried in the manor beforehand, but he saw a figure that shouldn't exist in the reflection on the screen.

It was a person standing there, like a human-shaped bat. In the reflection of the screen, the person was standing behind his chair. He was dressed in black, blending in with the dim environment of the secret room. Only a pair of white eyes were glowing abruptly.

When did it appear...

The Batman was silent, and even though Dell did see him on the screen, he still had no real sense of there being someone behind him, as if he were a ghost demanding his life.

Cold sweat soaked his back, and Dale didn't even dare to turn his head. He tried to move his body as naturally as possible and wanted to pick up the pistol on the table, but at this moment he felt as if his bones were rusted.

But he soon didn't have to be afraid anymore, as the humanoid bat held down his head and smashed it hard on the screen, shattering the special bulletproof glass. The force was so great that Dell fainted on the spot.

The Calendar Man, who had been rampant for several days and made Gotham nervous, collapsed in a basement that almost no one knew about.

NO13. Encirclement and suppression

Harvey Bullock is considered a veteran policeman in Gotham. He has served in Gotham even longer than Commissioner Leo Bu.

Fourteen years ago, when the high-spirited Gordon just came to Gotham, he was led by Bullock. Since then, the two of them have formed Gotham's famous "Good Cop and Bad Cop".

It can be said that Harvey watched how Gordon changed from a young, energetic, righteous and energetic subordinate to the tired, weathered and always sighing boss he is today.

Although Bullock's reputation in Gotham is no different from other police officers, as Gordon's old partner, he is still the person Gordon trusts most in the entire police department.

After Gordon hurriedly took half of the police force to assist in the encirclement and suppression of the Clayface Man, Bullock was ordered to become the leader of the siege of the Calendar Man.

Brock was pessimistic about the arrest of Calendar Man. The police station was originally short of staff, and the encirclement was already a barely qualified number of people that Gordon had forced out. Now the staff was reduced by half, and the cunning Calendar Man could escape at any time.

Just as Brock was looking at the moon covered by dark clouds and sighing, he suddenly received a text message.

There was only one sentence on it: "Go to the hall of the manor wing. There is a gift."

The sender was anonymous, and it was from Bullock's personal phone, making it unlikely to be a joke on the police.

Out of caution, Brock only took two people to the destination in the text message, but when he arrived, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The unconscious Calendar Man, Julian Dale, was tied up and thrown in the middle of the hall.

"This is... Calendar Man! What's going on!" Brock reacted quickly. Although he was full of doubts, he still quickly gave orders to his men to arrest the unconscious target.

Looking at Calendar Man being dragged away like a dead pig, Brock suddenly thought of the recent rumor about a "Bat Vigilante".

……

On a telephone pole outside the manor's wing, Batman watched through the window as Bullock successfully recaptured Calendar Man.

"Congratulations, young master. Tonight you stopped the Red Hood's robbery plan, three attempted robberies, and four shootouts. Now the Calendar Killer can no longer be rampant... I think you can take a rest now." The voice of Batman's butler and assistant, Alfred, came from Batman's headphones.

"No, Clayface is attacking Poly District now, and our work is not over yet." Batman's eyes were hidden in the darkness, and his voice was steady.

Alfred let out a long sigh.

Batman knows that Alfred doesn't care about the future of Gotham. He only cares about his own safety as Bruce Wayne.

But right now, Gotham still needs me.

Batman used his grappling gun to hook the roof in the distance, and inertia carried him into the sky.

He flew southwards in the direction of the Clayface Man. ...In the intricate streets of Gotham, Valerie drove her beloved Sword in the Stone at a speed of 80 miles per hour.

As early as after entering the police station, she used her hacking ability to decipher the GCPD's voice channel.

Therefore, when she received the news from the Clayface Man, she immediately left the police station. Although she was placed under house arrest in the name of protection, the police station, which had not yet been trained by superhumans, obviously could not keep an eye on her.

The crew, as a client, is still safe now. After being released, they still dare not go too far away from the police station. The Clayface Man seems to have given up hunting down the crew. He has set his sights on the most fundamental culprit, the Simon Group.

Logically speaking, Valerie's bodyguard work has come to an end, but she feels that it would be a bit anticlimactic if it were to end like this.

Besides, the Clayface Man is doing something big. If we can kill this monster perfectly this time, we will definitely become famous.

With the ambition to become a legend, Valerie ran towards the Clayface Man in the north.

……

Poly District, in front of Simon Building.

The police station used sandbags and lime to build a temporary shelter and attacked the clay-faced men with guns in an orderly manner.

The Clay-faced Man replenished his clay from somewhere, and his body swelled to three meters tall again. He was like a violent monster, with his palms and body turning into whips, lashing out at everyone he saw.

His strength was enough to break up the asphalt, and the police's gunfire did no harm to him.

Before the police arrived, he tried it himself, and the receptionist of Simon Group was cut in half with his own mud whip in front of him.

How fragile human beings are, and how powerful we are.

"Buzz buzz buzz..." The sound of fan blades flapping rang out, and the Clayface Man raised his head. He couldn't see clearly what was so far away, but he could guess that it should be a helicopter.

The helicopter was at a safe distance, and the Clayface's whip couldn't reach that far. He guessed that since there was no attack on him, it was not a police helicopter but the media.

Clayface stretched out his huge body proudly. He knew that all of Gotham was watching him. It had been a long time since he had felt the attention of a camera.

"Bang bang bang!" Gordon hid behind the cover, occasionally leaning out to shoot, and then immediately ordered the troops to change formation, because the Clayface Men would soon attack the direction where they were shooting.

As expected, the Clayface's whip ripped the sandbag he had just avoided, causing dust to fly.

If this continues, we will have to ask the government for help and ask the army to take action. Gordon frowned.

Just now, he received news that his men had successfully arrested the Calendar Man. If it were usual, something like this would make him happy for a while.

But now, Gordon couldn't relax at all.

Another colleague was hit, but fortunately the police kept their distance and the attack by the Clayface Man was not fatal.

But the severe pain still made the policeman lie on the ground, covering his bleeding wound and screaming in pain. He had lost his ability to fight.

Fortunately, although the bullets could not hurt the target, they could still suppress the Clayface Man, who was still under control. The casualties were not increased.

According to his own men, Clayface initially massacred people inside Simon Building, but when the police arrived, he immediately jumped out of the building and fought fiercely on the street.

"This madman..."

Gordon forced himself not to look at the wounded policeman.

The Clayface locked onto Gordon's position and rushed towards him under a hail of bullets.

"Change position!" Gordon ordered again, but this time he ran too hurriedly and did not pay attention to where his feet were.

He tripped over the curb and landed face first on the pavement.

"Damn it!"

With blood all over his nose and a dizzy head, Gordon used his willpower to overcome the pain caused by the fall and struggled to stand up. But at this time, the Clayface almost rushed in front of him, his arm turned into a square stone like a hammer, ready to split the head of the famous good policeman Sheriff Gordon.

"Sheriff Gordon!" The impatient voices of his men echoed in Gordon's ears, but he had no time to pay attention.

The huge body of the Clayface Man looked down at him, and Gordon's battle-hardened heart was shrouded in the shadow of death for the first time in a long time.

At this moment, a huge black object flashed out from one side of Gordon's perspective and slammed into the clay-faced man. The powerful force directly drove the three-meter-tall monster, and the clay-faced man was knocked flying.

Perhaps because of the collision, the black giant slid for a while and stopped in front of Gordon's right side.

Gordon's eyes followed the movement of the object in amazement. The sudden change made him unable to react for a moment.

It was a car made entirely of black. The metallic texture and streamlined body were designed to push speed to the extreme. Gordon swore that he could not see any gaps in the windows or door joints of this car. It seemed like a high-tech car from the future.

"Bah..."

There was a pneumatic sound, and the side of the car popped out like a bread machine, then lifted up like a rocker arm.

"Still alive."

Valerie got out of the car.

NO14. Fierce Fight

"Good evening Gotham, this is Vicki Vale."

In the helicopter, Gotham's most famous reporter briefly introduced himself in front of the camera and then left the camera frame. In order to capture a clear scene, the helicopter door was not closed and Vicky's golden hair was blown by the wind.

"We saw that something like a car suddenly broke in and knocked the Clayface away, saving Sheriff Gordon... Look! A man came down from it!"

Vicky was explaining professionally amid the noise of the helicopter. Beside her, Jack Ryder, who was driving the camera, cleverly pointed it at Valerie.

Valerie noticed the media overhead, and although she was not used to being on camera, she waved symbolically.

"Ms. V, you shouldn't be here. It's too dangerous here." Gordon finally came to his senses. Although he knew that V was not ordinary, his qualities as a policeman still made him remind her.

"Thank you first?" Valerie smiled slightly, and then, without waiting for Gordon to answer, she turned her head and looked in the direction where the Clayface Man was knocked away.