I train Batman in a horror world

Chapter 24: The Order of Gotham

"Mr. Thomas said that he once encountered a strange man on his way to the company."

"A weirdo? Is it Reshogu?!"

"I don't know, my young master, but I think it's a possibility."

Alfred slowly recounted the story of the past.

......

Unlike other wealthy people in Gotham City, Thomas Wayne doesn't ride in a private car to his Wayne Mansion.

He prefers to ride the city levitation train that he built himself.

Because he was inside the train, Thomas could see the living conditions of people in Gotham.

At the same time, it will also allow me to better think about what I need to do in the process of improving Gotham.

But today, he suddenly encountered a strange person.

"Aren't you feeling pretty smug right now, Thomas Wayne?"

"?!"

Thomas turned his head and saw that the person who had spoken to him was a stranger whose face did not look like that of a Gotham native.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Thomas thought he had misheard.

"Look around, look at all this you've done. Now, do you feel like you've changed the lives of people in Gotham and saved them from the Great Depression?" the strange man said.

"...Isn't this a good thing?" Thomas suddenly frowned, not understanding what this strange man meant.

"Okay?" the strange man said. "Have you considered that Gotham shouldn't accept this kind of change?"

"..."

Thomas glanced at the time displayed on the train carriage; it would be a while before they arrived at their destination.

Once you're stuck with such a weirdo, there's no way you can get away from him.

It's possible that some crazy reporter is trying to get information out of him and then make a big deal out of it.

Thomas then asked, "So, what kind of change do you think Gotham should accept?"

The strange man said, "Purify."

"Purification?"

"right."

Does Gotham know it needs to be purified?

"..."

Seeing the strange man remain silent, Thomas continued:

"Listen, we all know that changing a city is not an easy thing. It takes everyone's joint efforts. Gotham is indeed terrible, but it can be better, and it deserves to be better."

"If you think Gotham is bad, then you should go and improve it..."

Upon hearing this, the strange man stood up abruptly and left without looking back.

"What are you doing???"

"Incomprehensible, utterly incomprehensible!"

The strange man glanced back at Thomas. "We'll wait until the day you fail, until Gotham truly needs purification."

"Until then, focus on building your Gotham."

"..."

After that, the train's arrival announcement sounded, and the carriage doors opened.

The strange man went outside immediately.

Thomas wanted to press the other person to find out what they were saying.

As soon as they stepped out of the carriage, the strange man had already vanished.

"What a weirdo..."

Thomas couldn't help but whisper.

He had to mention it to Alfred and tell him to keep an eye on this... lunatic.

......

"And then what!?" Bruce asked anxiously.

"And then? And then your dad died, you idiot!" Foll interrupted from the side.

"Get out of here!"

"Fine, let's get out of here! Bat Cave, let's go!"

Having said that, Fowler seemed to ride on thin air as he left the study, leaving Bruce with a flushed face and a helpless Alfred behind.

Bruce's face was still slightly warm from the heat. "So what happened next, Alfred? Was this weirdo Reshogu?!"

Alfred patiently replied, "I spent several days searching for this strange man afterward, but I couldn't find him anywhere."

"He appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared just as suddenly."

"..."

Bruce's gaze returned to the unconscious stranger, and he murmured:

"So they sent people to kill Mom and Dad?!"

"There might be a possibility, but I think it's unlikely."

Alfred noticed his young master's unusual behavior, so he knelt down and gently stroked Bruce's back.

"If he wanted to do something to Mr. Thomas, he would have done it then, since Mr. Thomas always liked to travel by train."

"Can......"

The housekeeper's attempts to appease her did have some effect.

Bruce's restless heart calmed down considerably under the caress of the large hand.

"So they're spying on me to find out what I'll do?"

Bruce's brilliant mind was working at high speed at that moment.

He said, "Their talk of 'purifying Gotham' is definitely not going to be a good thing... Are they monitoring me to see if I'll take over my father's responsibilities and improve Gotham in the future?"

"I think so, Master Bruce."

"..."

Bruce paced back and forth in the study.

He walked and thought.

Whether it's his own father or this man named Lei Xiaogu, they want to do something.

There can only be one outcome.

That means Gotham will allow all of this to happen.

Just as Fowle said.

Gotham will watch, listen, and then acquiesce.

"But why aren't they coming to clean up Gotham now?" Bruce asked.

"I think it was Mr. Thomas who successfully improved Gotham," Alfred replied.

Bruce was stunned.

Yes.

That weirdo said that they would only purify Gotham when the time was truly right!

Bruce's gaze then fell once again on the henchmen of the Resho Gu faction.

"Foul!"

No one responded.

"Foul, I need you to come here. I need your help. Have I made myself clear?!"

"..."

Swish.

A bat stood upright on Bruce's shoulder and gave him a military salute.

"I got it! What do you need me to do, Master Fu?" Holmes asked, rubbing his hands together.

"Do you have a way to restore him to his original state?" Bruce asked.

"Restored to normal? He's not dead!" Foul was stunned.

"I mean, wake him up and make him forget everything that happened, only remembering that he was planting cameras at Wayne Manor," Bruce said.

"That's it?" Foul blinked. "I thought you were going to start a new training program. You can have the Batcave do this by itself."

"I will start training, but not now," Bruce said.

Bruce then summoned the Batcave, and at his request, the Batcave successfully played with the Shadow Warrior's brain.

......

"Finally all installed... but why does it feel like so much time has passed?"

The shadow warrior jumped down from the entire wall of books and clapped his hands.

What a strange feeling.

The key is that I can't quite put my finger on it...

The shadow warrior was completely baffled.

But he didn't foolishly stay in the same place; instead, he decisively retreated and left Wayne Manor.

Retracing their steps, the shadow warrior quickly arrived outside the manor.

The sky above turned as dark as ink.

It looked as if a torrential downpour was about to begin.

At this moment, the shadow warrior also felt a sense of foreboding.

He always felt like he was being watched by countless eyes.

strangeness.

really weird.

Nobody was watching him...

So the shadow warrior comforted himself, thinking it must be the weather that was causing him to have this illusion.

......

As the shadow warrior left.

Bruce, who was hiding somewhere in the manor and could not be spied on, and Fu, who was huddled with the butler Alfred, both put down their binoculars at the same time.

Alfred noticed his young master's expression and spoke up:

"Young Master Bruce, perhaps we..."

"No, Alfred." Bruce looked up at the sky. "I know what I'm doing."

"Gotham condoned the deaths of my parents, condoned the death of Joe Chil, and condoned the deaths of too many people."

"I also know that Gotham will tacitly approve of whatever Rashogu is about to do."

Bruce clenched his fist.

In a short time.

Many images flashed through his mind.

And without exception, all of these images are about Gotham.

Suddenly!

Bruce strode over to the lawn not far away.

"Young Master Bruce!"