Chapter 2052 Knight's Horror Night (Thirty-Six)

"Lieutenant Williams, have you arrived at the designated location?"

The voice on the phone sounded a little anxious, and the man called Lieutenant Williams frowned. He didn't know how to explain the current situation to his superior.

The positioning was correct, but they didn't see any equipment here. Just when Williams was about to speak, his superior lowered his voice and said to him: "Okay, David, don't worry about the damn military equipment, do you understand what I mean?"

Williams frowned deeply, and his dry skin, which was unique to American whites, was full of ravines, but every line was full of confusion.

"Do you know how Duncan got promoted? Okay, let's not talk about this. You just need to know that there will be a congressional inquiry about the Gotham disaster in two hours. The FBI and Bruce Wayne will attend, and the press conference will be held later."

"Whatever you do, shut up Bruce Wayne! David, act immediately after hanging up the phone. I want to hear good news from you within an hour!"

The phone was hung up, and Williams hadn't reacted yet. A trace of solemnity flashed between his brows. He seemed to be still struggling, but his subordinates had already come over.

"What should we do now? Boss, I think someone must have interfered with our positioning signal. Our communication technology is very poor. Otherwise, ask for support from headquarters."

Williams's brows flashed a trace of struggle, then waved his hand, motioning everyone to get in the car and said: "The mission has changed. We have to... We have to go to Wayne Manor..."

The car bumped towards the end of the road, but before turning the corner, a large truck blocked the intersection.

Instantly, everyone in the car picked up their weapons, but a stretched luxury car drove from the end of the car and drove straight to the side of the special team's car. Behind the bulletproof glass, a fat hook-nosed man smiled at them.

The military did not put all their eggs in one basket. After discovering Bruce Wayne's real intention, they urgently reinforced Gotham with a special team of 28 people.

This is not the number of people needed for the surgical knife plan to destroy the body. This team is well-equipped, with combat personnel, logistics personnel, and communication engineers, three trucks and sufficient baggage supplies, the most advanced weapons, and air support on standby at any time.

It can be said that if it were to change places, this team would be enough to occupy the city. In order to control the situation in Gotham, the military has no scruples. If the previous missile bombing was useless, they would have definitely taken out their best air strike tactics.

The car drove forward all the way, and the soldiers sitting in the car looked solemn. They were not a group of young people who were reckless. They were stationed in a military base not far from Metropolis and knew very well how dangerous Gotham was.

Suddenly, the car in the front honked its horn, and a loud bang was heard, followed by a slightly panicked shout.

The driver of the last military vehicle just got off the car and found that a huge tree root blocked the way of the convoy.

The engineer was about to clear the obstacle, and with a bang, a bomb with colorful smoke and streamers blew up everyone in the front row.

A figure holding a sledgehammer walked out of the smoke. Harley Quinn spit out her gum aside, touched her nose and said, "Aha, I came at the right time."

Poison Ivy stood on the roof of a building nearby and looked down from above, watching Harley Quinn and the group of lunatics led by the Joker Gang fighting back and forth with the military.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Poison Ivy walked down the branches of the ancient tree, called Harley Quinn, and then used vines to tie up all the soldiers and stuffed them into the same car.

The ground troops lost contact, and the air troops who were waiting for the call certainly could not give up, but the situation in the city was too strange, so they only dared to send drones to check.

The drone came, but it failed to send back any signal, and it crashed before it crossed the Gotham Bridge.

Sending more people inside would be a tactic of adding fuel to the fire, and sending fighter jets might also cause the loss of pilots. More importantly, after all this trouble, until the questioning began, the military still failed to get any useful handle on Bruce Wayne.

At this point, there is no real evidence, but the military still has a specialty, that is, making trouble and blaming others.

The lights came on, the heavy door was pushed open by the assistant, and Bruce Wayne, dressed in a suit, strode towards his position with a gloomy face.

The moment he appeared, the entire venue was quiet, and everyone instinctively realized that something was wrong with Bruce Wayne today.

The pressure brought by a person who spent half his life shaping himself just to bring fear to people is terrifying. The person who came here is not Bruce Wayne, but Batman.

The matter is too serious. One step forward will change the future of Gotham, and one step back will cause the Wayne Group to fall apart.

Finally, there is an occasion where Batman can't come up with a reasonable solution for the civilized coat he wears and the playboy image he has created for himself, and he has no ability to fool around. What else can Batman do if he doesn't go?

Batman stood still in his seat, and the eyes of the whole audience were focused on him.

"Mr. Bruce Wayne."

The female voice came through the microphone, with a sense of majesty, but when Batman looked at the congressman, she forgot the words.

A violent cough brought the congresswoman back to reality. She pretended to be relaxed and smoothed her curly blonde hair, and then looked to the side at another older male congressman.

In the seats of the congressmen, the politicians exchanged their views in silence. They knew at a glance what kind of enemy they would face, such as Bruce Wayne, but no one knew what it was.

"I'm here." Wayne said this to be blameless, but compassionate like the most tolerant priest, as if my standing here was a gift to everyone present.

Maybe this is the case, and the smart people among them thought that Wayne might not come, maybe this would make him the enemy of the whole world, but wasn't it in the past?

How can a family that has established its headquarters in Gotham and has not changed it for decades, a company with the widest range of interests in the world, the largest business field, the deepest industrial exploration, and the highest level of sophistication, not considered an enemy of the world?

Sometimes I really don’t know who is Superman. They lamented at the same time that Bruce Wayne might as well not come and leave a way for us mortals to survive.

Congress obviously didn't want to deal with this matter, but out of the need to balance the military, FBI and other forces, they still had to do their duty, so the congresswoman asked as usual.

"Mr. Wayne, I'm glad you are here. Next, on behalf of all members of Congress, I will discuss with you all the matters related to the major disaster that has occurred in Gotham City, New Jersey."

"All speeches made during this consultation will be kept on file, and some will be released to the media and the public. The Congress of the United States of America will ensure that everyone here has the ability, position, and complete responsibility for their speeches."

"Now, Mr. Wayne, please answer me, did you know about the disaster in Gotham in advance?"

Batman shook his head, but added, "Disasters happen every day in this city, and it doesn't surprise me."

An almost perfect explanation, even if it is found out later that the Wayne Group has any advance response measures, it can completely shirk the fact that disasters are too frequent in this city, and the Wayne Group has a good safety awareness.

Then the congresswoman asked a few more innocuous questions, probably about whether there was any contact with the murderer, whether any suspicious persons were monitored, and what measures were taken after the disaster.

Of course, those so-called exchanges of interests could not be stated openly, but winning the approval of Congress was still an important bargaining chip, so after Bruce answered one by one, he took the initiative to speak.

"I deeply regret this disaster, but I regret even more that you can sit here and ask me questions calmly and rationally."

He licked his lips lightly, took a deep breath and said, "If you can put all the mistakes of the disaster on Gotham people, then the response of various departments during and after the disaster will write the story of this freedom and The biggest joke is that a democratic country cares about the safety of its citizens and protects national interests.”

These words were too strong, and as expected, they aroused a murmur. Batman put his hands on the table, looked around the field and said: "First of all, what I want you to explain is that this group of terrorists holds Military equipment."

“The vast majority of the property damage suffered by Wayne Group in this disaster came from military weapons. Our taxpayers provide a large amount of money to the military every year. In the end, our money becomes our responsibility. Artillery fire, are you going to say that no one is responsible for this?”

The venue was completely silent.

Wayne said that the people are suffering, but they still have something to refute. Wayne said that he was suffering, and you want to say that we are not responsible. Then Wayne suffered property losses and suffered poor business operations in the second year, or simply withdrawn funds because of an urgent need to make up for the losses. If the equity is redeemed, next year's financial statements will give everyone a slap in the face.

It was too sharp. Everyone was thinking this. They also realized that Wayne must have planned it in advance. No one could react so quickly and with such a determined attitude in a sudden accident.

The military's arrogance has weakened by three points. Military spending is their lifeblood. 80% of the fight with Congress every year revolves around this nonsense. If the Wayne Group's tax revenue decreases next year, the tax bureau will definitely ask Congress for military spending again. When the time comes, he rushes up and strangles them to death.

But they are still struggling.

"We were about to talk about this." A lieutenant general stood up, nodded to the left and right, and said: "The military base in New Jersey was unfortunately stolen, and we have discovered that relevant personnel are engaging in black gold transactions with unknown forces in Gotham. trade."

"It is initially suspected that an officer in charge of the army was threatened and had to sell military supplies. All equipment has specific defense purposes and is by no means prepared for terrorists. The records and data can be checked."

"And the forces that dealt with the delinquent personnel were well hidden. He failed to discover that they were terrorists. Someone must have helped them hide their identities, and we don't know. Who had the reason to do this?"

This remark was unclear, implying that everyone present could understand it. It was not a very new tactic to slander the other party for directing and acting, and for raising the bandits' self-respect. Although it was shameless, it was useful enough.

Having hope will lead to disappointment. When the missiles on the skyline rushed towards the city without any hesitation, Batman had already lost hope for everyone present.

And now, with their raking action, they finally kicked away the last small stone blocking the boulder on the top of the mountain.

If they had known, they would have felt even more frightened - it was no longer disappointment that occupied Batman's heart, but a sense of relief.

Destroying Gotham is no longer the best evil for this group of people, but Batman has the ability to turn it into a blessing.

He glanced around and was silent for a long time.

Everyone is waiting for him to explain, but Batman is never good at explaining. He judges and then declares.

"During this disaster, your joint efforts have made me no longer have any hope in your disaster relief and post-disaster reconstruction capabilities, and the Wayne Group can no longer accept such losses."

"From today on, the Wayne Group will no longer provide operating funds for Blackgate Prison, Gotham Police Department Special Prison, Arkham Psychiatric Hospital and other public facilities in Gotham City that can accommodate criminals, no longer provide humanitarian assistance to any legal system and trial procedures, and no longer guarantee that municipal investment can provide all the public services required by the Gotham Court."

"No matter how many terrorists there are in this city, leave them to the state court, whether it is Mulek Prison or Florence Super Prison..."

"I believe that whether it is the trial process or the detention process, they will definitely do better than Gotham."

Bang!