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Chapter 146 I Have a Candidate

Shen You felt he should have thought of this sooner.

Gotham is Wayne's backyard by day and Batman's playground by night. Calling the city his home isn't entirely wrong; causing trouble here would inevitably lead to running into Batman sooner or later.

While the Demons and Monsters of the past fall under the supernatural and are not of much concern to Batman, the Blood Cult, though technically part of the mystical world, is still essentially a gathering of cultists. It would be strange if their human trafficking activities in Gotham didn't attract Batman's attention.

Shen You had originally planned to arrive early so he could try to extract some information from the first believer before the third person arrived. But now, the two undercover agents who arrived first suddenly had nothing left to ask.

The questions he had prepared were immediately swallowed back. Shen You remained silent, arms crossed, leaning against the wall, and the two waited in silence in the darkness.

After a moment, Batman broke the silence first.

"This matter is probably not going to be easy."

Shen You pondered for a moment.

Clearly, the master was unaware that the person in front of him was also a spy, just like himself, and even less aware that his disguise had already been exposed the moment Shen You saw him.

So from the master's perspective, he is still a genuine Blood Cult deacon, meaning he has a similar plan to Shen You's initial idea: to extract information from the person in front of him before the third person appears.

He was obviously going to be disappointed, because undercover agent number two knew nothing either.

"It definitely won't be easy." Shen You shrugged, then added, "You know what I mean."

Batman remained unmoved and nodded slightly: "Of course, I understand."

"Very good, now we both understand." Shen You nodded as well.

Then they remained silent.

Batman: "."

The conversation ended. There was another two minutes of silence, followed by his second attack, undeterred.

"How's that thing over there, 'that time'?" he asked.

The statement remains vague, with "that time" referring to a wide range of topics. He might indeed be referring to a specific operation by the Blood Cult that Batman discovered, or he might simply be throwing out a suggestion to get the other person to open up the conversation and reveal more details.

Of course, he was destined to be disappointed. Shen You shook his head: "Same as always, nothing to say. How's your situation?"

Me too.

"Um."

The conversation ended again, and the two fell back into a dark silence.

The awkward conversation couldn't continue.

Fortunately, a third person emerged from the darkness at this moment, also dressed in the black robes that were the hallmark of the Blood Cult.

Shen You, as usual, swept his gaze across the man. A slender figure, a prominent chin, and a sinister, cold face. This time it wasn't a fake face; there was even a strange and terrifying tattoo on his chest.

Those who came this time must be devout believers.

The true butler stepped between the two: "You're all here so early? Quite proactive. But now everyone's here. Let's go. The flight arranged by the organization is almost here, in an hour. Let's go wait."

The other two, who both harbored the desire to meet with the higher-ups of the Blood Cult, naturally had no objections.

The butler seemed to have deliberately lagged behind by half a step. After taking only a couple of steps, his expression changed, and his magic suddenly erupted. A dark aura materialized into a sharp blade in his hand, trailing a streak of blood-red magic as it slashed towards the disguised Batman's back!

But Batman was extremely alert, ducking and dodging the blade, which instantly grazed over his head. He crouched down and retaliated with a sweeping kick, but the butler was incredibly agile, deftly sidestepping the attack.

Batman stood up and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

"Ha, every one of us Blood Cultists bears the mark of the Lord." The deacon brandished his magic scythe and sneered, "I don't know if you're from the Gotham Police Department, the FBI, or anything else. But daring to offend the Lord's authority will only result in becoming a sacrifice."

He glanced at Shen You standing beside him and said in a deep voice, "Let's take down this intruder together!"

"no problem."

As Shen You spoke, he moved closer.

In that split second, the deacon's pupils contracted as he suddenly noticed a key point.

Wait a minute. These two had already met before I arrived; they should have sensed each other before the mark was placed. So why didn't my colleague notice this imposter who didn't have the mark?

Could it be...?

boom.

Shen You struck him on the back of the neck with a chop to the neck.

The magic scythe in the deacon's hand vanished instantly. His eyes widened, and his face was filled with resentment as he lost consciousness.

It's all fake, all fake.

All liars

puff.

The only true believer fell to the ground, leaving the two undercover agents looking at each other in bewilderment.

Batman frowned, watching him warily.

"Don't stare at me like that, we're on the same side." Shen You shrugged.

The old bat showed no reaction, still appearing ready to strike at any moment.

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Shen You thought for a moment, then activated the subspace built into the bracelet. Metal parts appeared out of thin air, assembling and combining in an instant to transform into classic red and silver armor that enveloped him completely.

He was certain he caught a glimpse of surprise in the other man's cold eyes beneath his hood.

"It's you."

Batman finally put down his fighting stance.

Shen You knew this didn't mean trust; this guy was suspicious and didn't trust anyone. However, the good reputation he had so far as an "Ultraman" was enough to reduce him in Batman's eyes from a "threat that urgently needed to be dealt with" to a "target to be observed."

For him, it's probably like Superman before the Justice League was formed: cooperation is possible, but vigilance is necessary.

"You're an alien." He looked Shen You up and down.

"That's right," Shen You readily admitted.

"Like Superman?"

"They're not from the same place, but to humans, it makes little difference, right?" Shen You glanced at the unconscious man on the ground. "Are you also investigating the 'Blood Cult'?"

"Disappearances, a series of incidents. Initially thought to be the work of the scarecrow, but as the investigation deepened, a dangerous religious group came to the attention."

Batman said coldly.

"They exhibited some extraordinary characteristics, certain supernatural abilities. Given your presence, perhaps they are aliens?"

"No. They are followers of a very powerful demon from another dimension. That demon granted them abilities and marked them with magical symbols that allow them to recognize each other. That's why this person discovered you."

As Shen You spoke, something occurred to him, and he asked, "Wait a minute, if you don't have the magic power of the Three Palaces, it means you can't activate the communication stone they use. So how did you sneak in?"

Batman looked at him coldly and slowly said, "Because..."

"Because you're Batman? I know that. Be more specific."

"."

After a moment of silence, he said in a calm voice, "James Cruise is a deacon of a branch of the Order. I tracked down his identity, apprehended him, and learned about this place through him."

"I see."

After all, Batman is not only a superhero but also a detective, relying on traditional investigative methods to uncover clues.

"So it seems that if we want to figure out what they're planning to do to catch a big fish, we'll have to go to the meeting point together and meet that so-called 'bishop'."

"One person is missing." Batman looked at the unconscious butler at his feet and said coldly, "They'll become suspicious."

Shen You pondered for a moment.

"Is this face mask digital? It looks like it can be adjusted to resemble any face. Do you have any more of these?"

Batman immediately understood what he meant.

"You mean find someone else to play this guy?" he said in a deep voice. "But these cultists possess supernatural powers; they're extremely dangerous. That person must be trustworthy and capable enough to protect themselves."

"It's not a big problem."

Shen You smiled.

"They said the meeting point was in Midtown? I happen to know someone like that, someone absolutely trustworthy and absolutely capable of protecting themselves."

(End of this chapter)