American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 241 Emergency Evacuation

Meanwhile, in Gotham City.

Bruce parked the Batmobile two blocks away from Arkham Asylum and stared at the surveillance camera in front of him with Deadshot who was sitting in the passenger seat.

On the storage seats in the back row where a series of props were placed, Victor pushed all kinds of props away in dissatisfaction while speaking to the two people in the front row.

"Do we really have to go through all this trouble here?
Since there's a problem with Arkham, can't we just call and have this place demolished?"

"Victor!"

In response to Victor's words, Bruce turned around and spoke to him coldly.

"Even we can't find the core of the problem. Do you think sending more people will help?"

After he finished speaking, Bruce raised his hand and pointed at the surveillance camera in the dean's office, and tapped Harley's body heavily with his finger.

In the picture he was pointing to, Harley Quinn was dancing in front of a mirror.

While dancing, she was also talking to herself, as if she was having a conversation with herself!

Looking at Harley Quinn in such a state, Bruce took a deep breath and continued.

"It is clear that everyone in Arkham, including Dean Harley, is under mind control from an unknown source.

If it were in the past, I would have focused my attention on Arkham, thinking that it must have been done by a troublesome prisoner in Arkham.

But now, damn, the appearance of the ghost and the series of extraordinary worldviews he brought made countless possibilities appear in my mind.

The possibilities even cloud my mind!"

"yes……"

Listening to Bruce's words, the Deadshot on the side nodded.

"In the past, I would have done the same as you. Since the mental hospital was controlled by someone, I would have just searched and tested it step by step.

Isn't it just a mental hospital? Either Hugo and Jonathan had some conspiracy in the hospital, but their death interrupted the conspiracy, making the hospital what it is now.

Or maybe Don's previous actions had caused a patient in the hospital to escape, and after the loss of Hugo and Jonathan, there was no one in the hotel who could control the patient.

Anyway, I took some time to look at Arkham's current patient list, and there is indeed a very powerful hypnotist on it, the one called... Mad Hatter?

It's like Alice in Wonderland, I have a deep impression of it!
Do you think this guy might have done it? "

"Floyd!"

Hearing this, Bruce shook his head slightly.

"We cannot handle a case based on guesswork, speculation, or intuition and instinct, as that only increases the possibility of us making mistakes.

At least as far as we can see, the Mad Hatter is always tied up in bondage gear and on his bed.

Until we find out more, we cannot assume that he is the only one behind the incident, as that would interfere with our judgment.

What if this is some powerful superhuman who targets Tang and manipulates Arkham Asylum through magic?
Or is it simply the devil from hell, or even some other messed up thing that is making a move?"

At this point, Bruce sighed melancholy.

Until now, he has not been able to successfully adapt to the worldview that Downton brought.

When gods enter human life, when God and Satan become real, and magicians hide among humans.

How could he try to solve every case using only a human perspective?
The most important thing is that he lacks an elite from the magic world by his side. He can't get any effective intelligence from the magic world by himself!

In short, all of the above really made Bruce feel helpless. His reason pushed him to explore all the way, but his lack of extraordinary intelligence and his super brain made it difficult for him to come to a conclusion.

In the back seat, listening to the conversation between Bruce and Floyd, Victor yawned out of boredom.

"You two can continue with your research. I'm going to play on the phone for a while and then go to bed.

I'm not like you guys who can take time off to rest during the day. I have to take care of the club and the bastards under me during the day.

Don't look for me when you need to think, just wake me up when you need to take action."

After he finished speaking, Victor pushed all the props aside, then rested his head on a sonic bomb and took out his cell phone to look at it.

So the next moment...

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"A disaster has struck Washington!" "Our reporter is taking a risk...Aaaaah!"

"Mr. Vice President has confirmed his death, and Mr. Trump has made a statement on this...!"

"America has reached the brink of danger. Washington has fallen. What on earth is our government doing?"

"Who attacked Washington, D.C.? Aliens or gods?"

Voices like these came directly from Victor's phone.

"Hey!"

In the passenger seat, Floyd reached out his hand unhappily and patted Victor's thigh.

"Keep your fucking voice down while watching the movie. Batman and I are still thinking!"

"Shit!!!"

Facing Floyd's accusation, Victor cursed him in disbelief.

Hearing this, Floyd was slightly stunned, and then unhappily pointed the muzzle of the gilded Magnum revolver at Victor.

"Dude, swear words are just particles of conversation, so stop saying them to people. Do you want me to help you open up?"

“Don’t be stupid, Freud, I’m talking about fucking sh*t, this isn’t a movie!

I didn’t even watch the movie!!!”

Victor kicked Floyd's gun away, and then quickly showed the screen on his phone to Bruce and Floyd.

In this way, the two of them saw very clearly that the dark blue lightning was raging in the sky over Washington at this moment, and every landing of lightning would cause at least one building in Washington to completely collapse!

Looking at this scene, Floyd widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Shit, damn it, this isn't a movie, so something big happened in Washington!"

"Something big has happened in America!"

On the side, Bruce suddenly connected the car computer to the Wayne Group's satellite and directly adjusted the car screen to the real sky above Washington.

Looking at the White House that had been torn in half in the picture, Victor swallowed hard, then looked at the other two people blankly.

After confirming that the White House had fallen, Bruce quickly adjusted the satellite image to Arlington County southwest of Washington.

When Arlington County came into view, Bruce finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good, nothing has happened to the Pentagon yet!"

After he finished speaking, Bruce started the car and spoke to Floyd.

“Floyd, look for a series of data before and after the disaster in Washington, and try to find out the identity of the mastermind behind the disaster!

Victor, go to the Iceberg Club and notify all members of the Ghost Party to make emergency preparations, and contact Ozwald and others to formulate an evacuation plan.

If Gotham is also hit by a mysterious force in the future, we must react quickly and prepare for evacuation in advance!"

"I understand. Give me access to the computer and I'll check it right the fuck away!"

Floyd nodded quickly and took over the use of the onboard computer, quickly looking up relevant information.

Victor nodded decisively, then immediately rushed out of the Batmobile and pulled the Batmobile out of the trunk.

Riding on the motorcycle, Victor said in the communication channel between him, Batman and Deadshot.

"I went back to the club and mobilized all those bastards, but look at what's happening in Washington, even the White House is screwed!
Even if we are mobilized, we must at least have a place to take refuge!"

"Let everyone take refuge as much as possible in the family estate, my estate, which is near Downton Abbey!!!"

Bruce yelled to Victor, then quickly answered Lucius' call.

At the same time, Lucius was quickly calling out to the busy staff in the group and asking them to hide in the deeper underground base.

After receiving Bruce's call, Lucius wiped the sweat from his forehead heavily.

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