Chapter 3862: The Nameless Bat (43)

Before the Arkham Knight could react, Schiller reached out and pushed him, pushing him into the room, and then closed the door smoothly. The Arkham Knight staggered back a step, and before he could speak, he had a pistol pointed at his forehead.

The Arkham Knight slowly raised his hands.

"Don't you think there's something wrong here?" He swallowed and said, "Shouldn't you say something like 'I think we can talk'? Aren't you best at communicating?"

"You recognized the wrong person." Schiller looked at him expressionlessly with the gun raised, "What I'm best at is physical communication."

Schiller took a step forward, and the Arkham Knight took a step back. "Wait," he said, "You calm down, I really think we can talk."

"What's the necessity? Since you were found by me, and couldn't subdue me the first time you saw me, then the next action mode must be me talking and you doing. What is there for us to talk about?"

"How can you be like this?" The Arkham Knight's tone sounded a bit aggrieved, "I'm even willing to talk to you; do you know how much fear I overcame?"

"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Todd. I need your cooperation now."

"Fine, say whatever you want to do, but I..."

Bang!

Half an hour later, a series of loud footsteps came from the stairs in front of the surgical ward of the Cat Getan University Medical Research Institute. Leading the way were two bodyguards with guns, then the security team consultant in a suit, then the secretary, and finally President Bruce Wei En in a suit and leather shoes.

"What's going on?" The Arkham Batman looked at the attending physician walking out of the operating room and said, "How is my adopted son now?"

"He is not in life-threatening danger. According to my experience, this shot was very tricky. Although it was very close to the hip joint, it didn't hit any important nerves. It's just that because the position is sensitive, taking out the bullet will be exceptionally difficult. We need to conduct a joint consultation, and then have the best surgeon perform the surgery."

The Arkham Batman frowned. He turned his head to look at his security consultant: "Who did it?"

The other party pursed his lips, leaned close to the Arkham Batman's ear, and said a name. The Arkham Batman widened his eyes instantly, and then slowly narrowed his eyes. 【3

"I will sign a warrant." The Arkham Batman's voice betrayed no emotion. "Arrest former FBI agent Shiler Andael Rodriguez immediately."

The security consultant nodded at him. The secretary in the back immediately noted the request, then turned and left. Less than two hours later, wanted posters bearing Shiler's portrait were delivered to the desks of the heads of every major law enforcement department.

In the operating room, the Arkham Knight, who was sitting by the bed eating a takeout burger, said somewhat indistinctly to Shiler, who was leaning against the window: "So you had me fake an illness to lure him out, just to get him to put a bounty on you? What are you after?"

"I'm curious, too." The attending physician leaned against the other wall, hands tucked into the pockets of his lab coat, and said, "You dug up my history of illegally selling hospital painkillers and made me deceive the President, just to make yourself a public enemy?"

"I don't have time to explain it to you." Shiler was wiping the scope. "You just need to know that the people the agents and Batman are hunting aren't just me. To be precise, it's not just me."

"Are you talking about that electronic lifeform you mentioned?" The Arkham Knight looked at Shiler. He remembered the bullet that had flown past his ear back at the base.

When the gunshot rang out, the Arkham Knight instinctively flinched, then tried to seize the gap while Shiler was firing to snatch the gun away. But the moment he reached out, Shiler pulled his arm back, ducked to avoid the swing, and then slammed an elbow into his shoulder. The Arkham Knight's body tilted to the right, and Shiler followed up with a whip kick, knocking him to the ground. Before the Arkham Knight could steady himself, he was pinned down by the gun again.

"God, your level of 'physical communication' isn't bad. If you came here just to beat me up, you can leave now."

"I need your help, Jason. Don't look at me like that; this is already my version of begging. Otherwise, that last bullet would have grazed your hip joint and gotten stuck right between the most important nerves in your lower back. Even the best surgeon in the world would need over a dozen hours to get it out."

"Then tell me what you're trying to do!" the Arkham Knight roared at him. "You burst in, held me at gunpoint, beat me up, and now you say you're begging me? Just tell me what's going on!!!"

"The one who sabotaged the diplomatic relations between the Amazon and the United States, spread the President's scandals, killed the head of the Wei En Enterprises security intelligence department, and kidnapped Barbara is all the same mastermind. We can't find him because he doesn't exist."

"What?"

"He is not a human, but an electronic lifeform that exists only on the network. And he is coming for me."

"An electronic lifeform?!" The Arkham Knight was initially surprised, but soon became thoughtful.

"You know something, don't you?"

"Batman called me aside when he was at the medical center and asked me to guard the Brother Eye server for the next few days, telling him immediately if there was any anomaly. I didn't really understand the necessity of doing that. But if the electronic lifeform you're talking about is a very powerful hacker, then it makes sense."

"He didn't ask you to protect this place. If I'm not mistaken, he set some kind of trap here, hoping to lure the electronic lifeform into the net. But he got one thing wrong."

"What?"

"He thought the mastermind was coming for him. So he used a magical defense network to build a secure fortress, thinking that as long as he planned there, he wouldn't be overheard. But the mastermind is coming for me."

"How do you know?" the Arkham Knight asked instinctively, but after glancing at Shiler's expression, he fell silent.

"I need Batman's power, so you have to cooperate with me in a performance. Dr. Houston, who used to work at an FBI base, has a bad record of stealing and selling hospital painkillers. He is my informant and can fake the appearance of you being injured and undergoing emergency surgery. As long as you are injured, Batman won't ignore it."

"No." The Arkham Knight said subconsciously, "Batman, regarding the matter of me being injured... I mean, he might have some psychological trauma. If he gets triggered, his actions might be a bit... extreme."

"If it weren't like that, I wouldn't have come to you." Shiler's words made the Arkham Knight's heart begin to sink.

Shiler suddenly put away his pistol. The Arkham Knight stood up from the ground. He didn't want to fight Shiler again. Although he had a gun and plenty of advanced equipment, he really couldn't figure out the methods of the Shiler in front of him. Violence would only make him lose more of the initiative.

"From the day I became an agent, I understood. Everyone has a weakness. Only when a bullet hits the most painful scar on their body can they be driven by others. Your scar isn't me, it's Batman. And the reverse is also true."

The Arkham Knight's gloved hand tightened slightly, and he said: "You want to use me to poke at Batman? But I must warn you, angering him is not a good thing. You might pay an unimaginable price for it."

"That's my business, so don't you worry about it. Even if he really does something to me, isn't that exactly what you want?"

The Arkham Knight didn't look forward to it at all. He said: "I don't know which universe you came from, or what kind of illusion the Batman of your universe gave you. I must tell you, the Batman of our universe is exceptionally cold and violent. If you are determined to anger him, don't ever fall into his hands. Otherwise, you'll have a hard time."

"Very well, it seems you are willing to cooperate. Come with me to the Cat Getan University Medical Research Center."

The Arkham Knight came back to his senses. He saw Shiler climb out the window, his figure disappearing into the vast night. He crumpled the finished burger wrapper into a ball, threw it into the trash can nearby, stood up, stretched, and said: "I'm not really going to stay here for a dozen hours. I want to see what this so-called electronic lifeform..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of his neck. Dr. Houston had appeared behind him at some point, a syringe plunged into his neck.

"Sorry, Mr. Todd. Agent Rodriguez instructed me to make sure I keep an eye on you. You'd better get some sleep first."

The scenery in front of the Arkham Knight began to sway. He cursed under his breath and then slowly collapsed.

Shiler, carrying his briefcase, scanned the surrounding environment before getting into the car. Two cameras at the street corner were flashing red in the dark night. Less than two minutes after he drove away from the street, an FBI convoy blocked the area.

The black Chevrolet sped along. Shiler soon saw two police cars following him in the rearview mirror. But he didn't accelerate immediately, instead maintaining a steady speed. He reached out and turned the radio knob, soon hearing the radio broadcast.

"Shiler Rodriguez! Please pull over and stop for inspection immediately. Otherwise, we will prosecute you for resisting arrest..."

A burst of static came from the radio, which soon turned into Barbara's voice: "Shiler! What the hell are you doing?! You hurt Jason?! Why???"

"I can't explain it to you in detail right now." Shiler said while steering the car, watching the rearview mirrors on both sides; a car on the right had already caught up. It had reached the optimal position for a PIT (Precision Immobilization Technique) maneuver.

The police car's front end swayed slightly, colliding with the rear of the black Chevrolet Shiler was in. Shiler counter-steered to stabilize the car and accelerated slightly to move forward.

He detoured from the intercity highway back into the city; Cat Getan wasn't too congested at this time. He maneuvered the car, constantly changing lanes, and soon the sound of helicopters could be heard overhead.

But the helicopters were too late. Shiler took a turn and drove straight into the underground parking garage beneath the overpass. He grabbed his equipment and got out of the car. He opened his phone, dialed a number, and said: "Intercept Batman's control of the cameras. Ms. Gordon. Don't let him find out where I am for now."

"Are you crazy?!" Barbara's angry voice came from the other end of the phone, "You hurt Jason and you expect me to help you?"

"Batman is going to catch me eventually anyway. What's the harm in helping me stall for a while? Or do you think he can't handle me, which is why you refuse to help?"

?? Arkham Knight has bad luck 2.0 ===== CHAPTER 3862 =====

Hearing Barbara say she had already sent his coordinates to Batman, Shiler didn't listen any further. He hung up the phone, looked up at the camera in the underground parking garage, and walked toward the exit of the garage at a leisurely pace.

He successfully left the parking garage, found another car nearby, successfully picked the lock, got in, and drove toward the old town.

Five minutes later, the Arkham Batman stood in the center of the underground parking garage, looking around, but he didn't find the black Chevrolet with the fake plates at all. He pressed his communication device and said to the other side: "Barbara, are you sure he's here?"

"Of course. I just saw him on the camera! He went out through that exit on the east side. Why don't you go over there and look?"

"East side?" The Arkham Batman pressed the device on his arm. A complete map of the underground parking garage appeared on the holographic projection. "This parking garage only has one exit, facing north."

"How is that possible?!" Barbara said in disbelief after hearing what the Arkham Batman said, "Isn't it the 'Palm Tree Hotel Underground Parking Garage at 223 Radwunden Avenue'?"

The Arkham Batman looked down at the coordinate information Barbara had just sent. It clearly showed "Information Technology Building Underground Parking Garage at 106 Radwunden Avenue."

The Arkham Batman immediately realized that the electronic ghost lurking in the network had appeared again.