"Clang!"
The heavy and bulky old-fashioned elevator stopped on the third floor. The moment it stopped, the elevator shook twice. Saber couldn't help but look up at the gap above. A few wisps of dust fell down.
"The environment in this damn place is still so bad, huh?"
Robin, who was standing next to him, shrugged. The scar on his face shook a little, but with his handsome face, it didn't look particularly bad. Three years had passed in a flash, and the once hot-blooded young man had settled down.
Just like the man who once wore a black bat mask and shuttled through the sky above the city, they were very similar.
"The people who are locked up here don't seem to think about the living environment, huh?"
He reached out and made a "please" gesture. Saber walked out of the elevator with his cane. Santos, who was wearing a uniform, stood there with some excitement. When he saw Saber coming in, he strode forward, but he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.
Saber shook his head and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
"Your sister misses you very much. Why don't you call back?"
This made Santos a little helpless. He scratched his head and whispered, "She always persuades me to go back, but I think I like it here. I can learn a lot from Robin."
Robin, who was standing on the side, also spoke up.
"This child is very talented. He saved my life at least twice, and he's a fast learner. I don't think I can teach him anything except experience."
Saber looked at Santos standing in front of him. In the past half a month, the child had absorbed enough nutrition and was no longer as skinny as before. The high-intensity training with Robin every day and going out at night to "serve justice" also gave him a kind of high-spirited temperament.
Like a sharp blade out of its sheath, he didn't hide his sharpness at all. To become an excellent assassin, this kind of temperament was not enough.
"Alright, then let me teach you."
Saber said. He swung his hand, and a cold light flew towards Santos in front of him. The moment the blade pierced Santos' chest, Saber's body suddenly dissipated like a cloud of chaotic mist. After a while, it closed again, and the gray dagger that had been treated with dark light was in his hand.
It was heavy, completely unlike the weight of a normal dagger. He looked at the dagger in his hand and gently brushed his finger across the blade. A trace of blood appeared on his fingertip.
So sharp!
"Ahem, Adamantium … is indestructible. Don't let it be covered in dust, child."
Saber coughed twice and said to Santos.
"Go back and pack up. Come with me to Canada in two days."
"Yes!"
The big boy, who got a new toy, nodded excitedly, then turned and walked into the elevator. Saber followed Robin all the way down the dimly lit corridor.
This was the edge of the narrow island, Arkham Asylum, a place that struck fear into the hearts of many. It was also the place where Seiber first appeared in this city, his first battlefield.
"This place doesn't accept ordinary patients."
Robin, who was wearing a black leather jacket, looked a little tired. He reached out and opened the door in front of him. Any normal person would feel like this after wandering around in the middle of the night for a long time. He felt like his biological clock had been turned upside down. This was probably one of the costs of becoming a hero.
"Those who are locked here are people with serious violent tendencies or people who are dangerous to society."
As if showing off his collection, Robin led Saber into a corridor with thick black glass. He pointed at a young man who was sitting on a hospital bed, wearing a green suit dotted with black question marks. He was playing poker with interest.
"Just like him, Edward Nygma, who calls himself The Riddler. Last month, he planned a serial kidnapping. He claimed that Batman is not dead. If Batman doesn't stand up for him, he will kill the five innocent people …"
Robin's tone was flat as if he was describing something in a formulaic way.
"Gordon mobilized 45 police officers to surround the building before they caught him. In the end, they found out that he was just using the imitation toys to set up one obscure riddle after another. He is like a weakened version of the Joker …"
"No, he's not!"
Saber leaned on his cane with his black-gloved hand. He looked at the Riddler who had a peaceful smile on his face and shook his head.
"He lacks the characteristic of chaos. Look at the cards in his hand. He placed them on the table in an awkward way so that any observer can see the pattern. This is a guy with a strong performance personality. He looks like a lunatic but he is not."
Siber yawned in boredom and retracted his gaze.
"This is just a smart man who is immersed in his conceited wisdom. In my opinion, he is harmless. He only knows how to play some harmless tricks. Only a fool would be afraid of him."
Robin shrugged his shoulders. He didn't think that Seiber was wrong. In fact, that night, when he broke through the glass and rushed into the room, he only gave the Riddler a few punches and the Riddler admitted defeat.
He was not a violent man but he had the same way of thinking as the Joker. It would be terrifying to ordinary people.
The two of them continued to move forward and entered the next room.
It was a woman with long black hair. Her face was blurry but she exuded a gloomy aura. She sat quietly beside her bed. On the table in front of her was a marionette the size of a child. She was mumbling to herself as if she was talking to the marionette.
"Shauna Belzer, an amateur marionette performer, 22 years old. She was supposed to go to college in New Jersey this year but … she murdered her brother. When she was captured, she claimed that it was her marionette, Fayde, who was behind the murder. However, her brother's DNA was found in her body."
Robin introduced the woman to Saber. When he looked at Belzer, there was a trace of caution in his eyes.
"Everyone thought that she was just an ordinary prisoner. She didn't resist when she was captured. However, on the night she was locked up in prison, she used a special method to kill 14 prisoners … After that, she was sent here. She told me that it was all Fayde's doing, but I didn't believe her."
"Open the door!"
Saber said in a low voice. His gaze fell on the gloomy woman and the marionette in her hand. He told Robin, "You underestimate her.
"You're underestimating her, my little brother. She's more dangerous than you think!"
"Hmm?"
Robin looked at Saber in confusion. In fact, among the 138 patients in Arkham Asylum, Shauna was the least worrisome.
"She is a mutant …"
Saber said softly, "A mutant who has just awakened."
His gaze fell on the marionette in front of Shauna. "That marionette is also very strange. Leaving her here is risky … Let me deal with her!"
Robin was stunned for a moment before he opened the door. If what Saber said was true, he did not have the confidence to defeat a mutant with unpredictable abilities. Saber walked in and gestured for Robin to close the door. He sat opposite Shauna who was immersed in her own world. He said something and Shauna jerked her head up.
Twenty minutes later, Seiber walked out slowly and said to Robin, "Let's go.
"Let her go in 3 days and I will bring her out of Gotham."
"Hmm."
Robin didn't say much and only nodded. This reaction made Seber very confused. He looked at his little brother and asked softly, "What's the matter?
"Robin, this is not like you. I thought you would at least argue with me fiercely and say that she committed a crime or something. What changed you?"
Robin did not turn back. As he walked forward, he spoke with a hoarse voice.
"When I first put on the armor and traveled through the city, I wanted to protect the city that you sacrificed your life for … But as I saw more and more, I had a feeling that the chaos in Gotham was not something that could be saved by Batman or the Red Devil … The Joker's appearance was not a coincidence."
"There is something sick in this city. Most of the criminals in the slums are not here to commit crimes but to survive. Are they bad people? They are! Do they deserve to die? They don't deserve to die! "
"The ones who deserve to die are those who allowed the city to become like this … But I can't punish them."
Robin's voice was filled with anger but also a sense of relief.
"When Penguin Man was released from prison and began to organize the gangs in the city, he assassinated many people, including Judge Selina, whom we had painstakingly saved. I arrived in time and saved the judge, but she lost her ability to walk forever. She told me …"
"It is precisely because of law and order that there is a continuous chain of crimes. Criminals can never be eliminated. From that moment on, I no longer did it for the city. I traversed the darkness. I fought crime for my own personal ideals. When Dad passed away here, I did it to protect his love for this city."
"In the end, how could I hand it over to those disgusting people!"
Robin took a deep breath. There was a hint of self-mockery in his tone. "In the third year, I can finally understand you, Saber, my brother … You are not entirely right, but the life and death of this city is not controlled by people like us."
Saber wanted to say something, but in the end, he kept quiet. This was because this was Robin's growth. He had no right to interfere. And from the looks of it, Robin already had his own beliefs, so there was no need for him to say anything more.
"Come, let me show you my favorite 'collection'!"
Robin said to Saber with a smile. He pointed his left hand at the window beside him. Saber turned his head to look. This house was obviously different from the house where the Riddler and Shauna lived. This room had been modified. There were no windows, and all the walls were covered with hard black steel plates. There was only a plastic table and a bed in the room.
A man was standing in the middle of the room. He was wearing a white hospital gown. He was tall, and his back was facing the glass. Saber looked at the man's back curiously. He reached out and knocked on the glass. The next moment, the man turned around. Saber saw the mask on his face.
It was a mask carved into an angry skull and painted with a layer of black paint. It looked like it was made of wood. Paired with the wide, bloodshot eyes under the mask, Saber laughed.
"Hehe, he is indeed a real villain … Who is he?"
"Black Mask, Roman Syenis …"
Robin said softly, "A playboy who is similar to Bruce Wayne. Unfortunately, he is a madman and a violent person. Do you see the mask on his face? He used the ebony from his parents' coffins to make them. According to the news, his parents who died 10 years ago, Gotham's socialites, Siennes and his wife, died in a fire that he planned. He was only 14 at the time … "
"Rumor has it that he was the first to lead the rebellion against Gordon?"
Saber looked at Black Mask who was getting closer and closer to the glass. A trace of disdain flashed across his lips. "Look at his eyes. A madman who likes to torture others for pleasure. Robin, against a madman like this, your protective measures are still lacking …"
Robin nodded in agreement.
"This guy almost unified all the gangs in Gotham and became the second Falconi. He killed almost a hundred people with his own hands. He treats human lives like grass. Ever since he was locked up, he has been extremely restless. He has already planned three jailbreak attempts. Recently, I have been thinking of customizing a cell for him. He is too dangerous."
"Bang!"
Black Mask's fists slammed against the glass. His eyes were filled with unimaginable malice and viciousness. "Robin! I know you are outside. The first thing I will do when I get out is to kill every last one of your family members! I will grind their bones to dust! I will dig out all the tombstones of your family members! "
"I will kill …"
"Bang!"
The thick glass in front of him shattered into pieces. A man in a black trench coat stepped on the glass shards and walked into the cell. He raised his head and saw a silvery-white twisted ghost face. His whole body was smashed into the wall behind him by a lunging punch. His collar was lifted up easily by a hand.
"What did you say you were going to do?"
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