Chapter 2025: Knight's Nightmare Night (4)

The rain was getting heavier.

The dense dark clouds were like the lid on a boiling pot, the steam kept churning up, and then dripped down due to cooling, as cold as the seawater under the glacier, and as hot as the lava rushing straight to the sky.

The rain was so heavy that it completely obscured the vision. The two towering bridge pillars of the Cat Getan Bridge were like the arms raised high by giants. The huge noise made by the helicopter rotor cutting the rain almost completely obscured the conversation in the cabin.

"Damn it, this place is always this ghostly weather. If I had known, I would have pretended to be sick tonight." The helicopter pilot adjusted his eyepiece impatiently and said: "Support Cat Getan? Stop joking! I think we'd better find a place to shelter from the wind for a while, and just say the mission is completed when we go back. Anyway, there is nothing worth saving in this city."

"Don't do stupid things, Hank, we are here to take things. If this city wasn't too dangerous, would we need an armed helicopter? The weather situation is getting worse and worse. Try to see if you can access the radio channel of the Wei En Group and let them find us a place to land."

The helicopter pilot looked down through the window, but the rain was too heavy and he couldn't see anything. He had to look up and look ahead again, and then he saw a pair of wandering ghost eyes in a deep rain curtain.

"God! What is that?!!!"

Hearing the pilot's exclamation, the two companions behind rushed up to look ahead.

"Damn, I shouldn't be having hallucinations, right? That seems to be a car? And it's flying in the sky?!"

"Wait! What is that on its tail wing? Why is it on fire?... Damn, it's a missile! It's a missile! Dodge! Dodge!!!"

Buzz—

"What exactly is going on?" Barbara shook her wheelchair hard, threw the headset on her head onto the stool, and turned to look out the window.

"Why would the FBI helicopter come here?! Did the Batmobile fire at them?! What exactly is going on?!!!"

"Something must have gone wrong in the city." Robin also bypassed the table at the fastest speed and walked to the window and said: "Something happened that exceeded our expectations."

He took his weapon from his waist, looked at Barbara and said: "You are not suitable to go out in this situation, stay here, I will go out to find clues, and contact you through the usual communication channel if there is any situation."

"Wait." Barbara grabbed Robin's sleeve and said: "Take this."

She handed a communicator to Robin, took a deep breath, her gaze inadvertently swept over the photo on the table, and said: "You know that after such a big thing happened, he couldn't stand by. Blüdhaven is not far from here, you understand what I mean."

Robin pinched the communicator hard, and then said: "Yes, of course I understand, but he also has his own things to do, I will give you news soon."

Barbara sat by the window, watching Robin jump to the opposite building with a grappling hook and disappear into the lead-gray rain curtain that was gradually becoming hazy.

Barbara closed her eyes and exhaled, tightened her jacket, making herself feel warmer, and somewhat laboriously shook her wheelchair back to the computer. She thought she still had things she could do.

She tapped on the keyboard a few times, accessed the internal communication of the Cat Getan Police Station, the busy conversation that was expected did not appear, Barbara cut several channels before hearing a desperate cry.

"We're finished! Cat Getan is finished!... They're all dead, they're all dead, and I'll die too, God, save us..."

Barbara's movements froze. She stared straight at the screen, confirming that the line she cut was correct. She pressed one hand that was not holding the mouse hard on her forehead, pulled the hair in front of her forehead back, and finally let go and rested it on the keyboard.

The somewhat trembling fingertips pressed the button on the keyboard again, and she accessed the channel of her father, James Gordon.

"Listen, this is James Gordon. This is a message I left in the vault of the Cat Getan Citibank. We had to retreat here, the purpose is to leave enough clues for those who come to investigate."

"The oxygen in the vault is only enough to support for thirty minutes, and the air in Cat Getan has a big problem. In just ten minutes, all the residents of Cat Getan who didn't have time to evacuate fell down."

"No one knows whether they are dead or what, but now please listen carefully to what I say. If you are powerless to avenge us, at least you can make the truth public."

"About three hours ago, Scarecrow, a super criminal who escaped from Arkham Asylum, claimed that he had buried fear toxin bombs in more than a thousand places in Cat Getan City."

"He threatened everyone in this city, especially Batman, that if we failed to take measures in time, this city would be destroyed in twenty-four hours."

"But obviously he is not just a madman, but also a liar. Within three hours, he took action. Just a few minutes ago, we watched our colleagues fall down one by one."

"This is hell, repeat, Cat Getan has become a human purgatory. If you finally hear my message, please warn everyone that doomsday is coming."

"If you are powerless to save it, please at least persist until the next morning. Please don't feel sad for the sacrifice of your relatives, at least we are still here to guard the night, and then meet in hell."

Beep—beep—beep—

Click!

The headset slipped from the trembling fingertips, Barbara couldn't help but gasp, tears gushed out of her eyes uncontrollably.

She turned her head sharply to look at the clock behind her, and then scrambled to tap the keyboard to check the time this message was sent—12 minutes ago.

"There is still time! There is still time!"

Barbara fumbled for the communicator on her body in a panic, but remembered that the mobile phone with the special number had been handed to Robin. She pulled the hair in front of her forehead hard with her fingers, tightly pursed her lips.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, she accessed the other side of the communication again and said: "Hello? Hello? Peter, Peter! Are you there? Quick, quick, go, go to the Citibank vault opposite the Cat Getan Police Station, a group of police are trapped there, their oxygen is about to run out!"

The other side of the communicator was eerily silent.

"Hello... hello?!!!"

"Who are you looking for?"

A low and hoarse voice came from there. Barbara was stunned. She immediately grabbed the microphone on the headset and said: "Who are you, where is Peter Parker? Answer me!"

"Batman's new assistant is with me. If you want to save him, tell Batman all this."

"What?! You..."

Beep—beep—beep—

Bang!

Barbara looked at the headset thrown on the ground with anger, and then her arm dropped powerlessly. She closed her eyes, and the muscles in her neck twitched constantly.

She bent down somewhat laboriously, picked up the headset, pressed the familiar button, and said to the other side.

"Batman! Please, calm down, otherwise you will lose everything, otherwise we will lose everything."

"James is about to die, that kid named Parker was kidnapped, I don't know where Robin is, I don't know where Nightwing is."

"Tell me, Batman, how are we going to get through this night, how are we going to..."

Barbara's voice gradually faded away, and Batman's pale face was illuminated by the fire of the missile muzzle on the side of the Batmobile.

Across the dark rain curtain, he saw the Joker's face behind the helicopter cockpit.

"That's it, Batman, end all this, let the nightmare end tonight, you should rest."

Batman slowly closed his eyes, but just when that kind of slack and hollow emotion surged into his heart, he let go of the hand pressing the missile launcher button and pressed the communication button with a determined posture.

"Listen to the people in front, I am Batman, land on the nearest roof immediately, and take the initiative to unload your weapons, otherwise I will fire immediately, repeat..."

On the top floor of Wei En Tower, Cat Getan Weather Control Center, Peter stood in front of the control panel, and Poison Ivy looked back at the man who fell down behind her, and then looked back at Peter.

Poison Ivy felt that the man who was just knocked down by Peter should be at least twice her weight, and he was wearing a black-gray metal armor that looked a bit like Batman's, looking strong and advanced in the same line.

But just a few minutes ago, Peter knocked this man down with one move across her—even before this uninvited guest landed, the glowing thin thread had already flown out.

"What are you going to do?" Looking at Peter walking toward the man, Poison Ivy's Adam's apple moved.

Peter didn't answer, just walked straight to the man lying on the ground. Poison Ivy looked closely and found that this man was not dead, his chest was still rising and falling. She guessed that he might have been knocked unconscious by the mysterious thin thread Peter shot out.

Peter, who was half-kneeling on the ground beside the man, looked up at Poison Ivy opposite and said: "We have to find a way to escape. You don't think we caused such a big trouble, Batman will let us go, right?"

Poison Ivy was choked, she stared at Peter blankly and said: "Knowing you won't, you still dare to do it?!!"

"That's because I'm sure I can escape." Peter said while fumbling on the man's armor: "How a shocking plan was thought of and executed is not important at all. The most important thing is how to run away after executing this plan and causing a huge disaster. This is what the doctor emphasized repeatedly."

"Now we have to run fast. If we are a little later, this beating is definitely unavoidable. Come over and give me a hand, turn him over."

Poison Ivy finally walked over, and together with Peter, turned the man over. The moment she took off the mask, her expression moved slightly.

That face was younger than imagined, and more importantly, there was a capital letter "J" on the cheek.

"What do you intend to do with him?" Poison Ivy's tone was hesitant. She took a deep breath, pursed her lips and said: "Alright, Batman can be considered to have saved me, I have to return this favor."

"Listen, this kid should be Batman's former assistant, but I don't know how he disappeared, and now he's back. I advise you not to kill him, otherwise it won't be as simple as being beaten."

"You misunderstood, I didn't intend to kill him." Peter knelt on the ground on both knees, shook his head and said: "I don't kill."

"You wouldn't have used this trick to fool Batman, right?" Poison Ivy gritted her teeth and said: "You damn bastard, you pulled me onto the pirate ship too. If you dare to run without taking me, I will let Harley smash your head into pieces!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hold his body steady."

Peter pressed a hand on the man's chest armor, Poison Ivy straightened his head, and then a scene that almost scared Poison Ivy to sit on the ground appeared.

Red mucus began to surge from Peter's arm, spreading along the chest, a ball of sticky liquid first wrapped the man's face, and then surged into his mouth and nose, almost disappearing without a trace in a few seconds.

Then, the man opened his eyes sharply. There were no pupils or whites in his eyes, only a piece of blood red.

His limbs twitched, stood up staggeringly like a zombie, and returned to normal within a few seconds.

At the same time, Peter's communicator rang, and Barbara's anxious voice came from the opposite side.

"Hello? Hello? Peter! Peter! Are you there?! Quick! Quick! Go! Go to the Citibank vault opposite the Cat Getan Police Station..."

A hand covered in black gauntlets took the phone, and a low and hoarse voice sounded in the communicator.

"Who are you looking for?" ===== CHAPTER 2026 =====