The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

The explosion occurred on the second floor of the bank, but the suspect was on the first floor.

As soon as Bai Lang entered, he could see a police officer lying on the ground, panting heavily.

He had a bloody hole in his body, from which bright red blood flowed, staining half of his body red.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, causing Bai Lang to frown.

He shifted his gaze to the corner of the wall.

There, a bald white man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties was squatting against the wall, holding a pistol in his hand.

Beside him were several panicked hostages, their faces filled with terror.

"Mr. Scarface, is this really a good idea?" the white old man said to a scarred doll he was holding, which was made of knitted yarn.

"He's almost gone..."

The ventriloquist was a middle-aged, overweight white man with a timid expression on his face.

"How can we escape from the bank without injuring him?"

His mouth was tightly closed, but the sound came from his abdomen, while his hands held the scarred puppet, controlling its opening and closing.

It looked as if the scarred doll was really speaking.

The hostages, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but feel uneasy and a chill ran down their spines.

Chapter 40 The Malfunctioning Ventriloquist (Please add to your favorites! Please continue reading!)

"In Gotham, if you don't have money, you'll be a nobody your whole life!"

"Without money, how can we rise from the bottom?" The ventriloquist's scarred puppet opened and closed, seemingly reprimanding him.

“But this isn’t right…” the ventriloquist said timidly, “Can’t we make money legally?”

"Idiot, shut up! Making money legally?! Do you want to never get married and be a poor person your whole life?!"

“Okay…” The ventriloquist looked at the injured police officer with a wronged expression, but still dared not refute Scarface.

Bai Lang stood by the counter, and upon hearing the words of the ventriloquist and the puppet Scarface, he also remembered the situation of this Gotham villain.

The Ventriloquist is Gotham's true underworld villain, a middle-aged man who has nothing and is insecure and cowardly.

I dare not love, dare not hate, dare not hope to be treated gently.

The personality they create is one that desperately belittles and insults themselves, yet they satisfy their powerful fantasies by splitting their personalities.

If we were to name the most tragic villain in Gotham, it would undoubtedly be the ventriloquist.

The ventriloquist held a pistol, and his voice was replaced with that of Mr. Scarface.

His tone was icy, like that of a ruthless executioner, as he addressed the police officer in front of him:

"Don't come any closer! Get me a car!"

Bai Lang looked at the ventriloquist with pity, shaking his head inwardly.

This is a pitiful guy, and also a mental patient suffering from dissociative identity disorder.

With a single step, the swirling wind whipped against the ventriloquist Arnold and the doll with the scarred face, their patched trench coats lashing against him.

A muscular figure, dressed in a black bat suit and with muscles bulging like stones, appeared instantly in front of the ventriloquist.

The ventriloquist Arnold's pupils contracted, and the hairs on his body seemed to stand on end.

His muscles were tense, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he was somewhat at a loss, frightened by Bai Lang.

Is that black figure before us a human or a ghost?!

"Batman?" After a brief moment of surprise, the ventriloquist came to his senses and recognized the person in front of him.

Mr. Scarface controlled his right hand to raise the gun, his finger pulling the trigger, ready to shoot Bai Lang a few times.

But before the pistol could be pulled, the ventriloquist felt a flash before his eyes, and the scarred doll in his hand was snatched away by Bai Lang.

He stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, as Bai Lang took the scarred doll and played with it in his hands.

The scarred doll is his alternate personality, something he uses to protect himself and is extremely close to.

To Arnold, the ventriloquist, White Wave's actions were tantamount to NTR in person.

His face stiffened, his timid eyes gradually hardened, and his hunched back straightened.

The originally short, white-haired old man seemed to be possessed by a demon in an instant.

He raised his pistol and aimed it at Bai Lang, who was dressed in a Batman suit.

His voice was deep and guttural, as if it were being ripped from his throat, like a vengeful ghost that would seize a soul.

"Batman, give Mr. Scarface back..."

"No, don't shoot! Batman is a good guy!"

The ventriloquist was stunned for a moment.

The sound was coming from Mr. Scarface.

Bai Lang wore the scarred doll on his right hand, his lips slightly parted, and an electric current surged in his chest as he imitated the scarred doll's voice.

Of course, he could use the electric current in his body to char the ventriloquist the instant he saw him.

But this was not his wish. The Ventriloquist was just a pitiful nobody in Gotham, a schizophrenic.

He wanted to try to change the villain in a gentler way.

The ventriloquist was completely dumbfounded when he saw the scarred doll make a sound.

"Don't shoot! Batman is a good guy. He's here to get you out of here!" Bai Lang said, mimicking the ventriloquist's voice.

“Nonsense! You idiot, shoot! This is not something I, Mr. Scarface, would say!” The ventriloquist’s abdomen spoke.

"No! You can't kill Batman by shooting him; you'll just get beaten up. He's here to lead us to a better life!"

"Idiot! Shoot! Shoot!"

"You have to listen to the bat..."

For a moment, several ventriloquists were vying for control of the scarred puppet.

The ventriloquist is a schizophrenic, and the scarred doll is a manifestation of another of his personalities.

But when this personality is manipulated by others, he feels that his left and right hemispheres are fighting.

Even amidst this fierce argument, Bai Lang still managed to transfer the electrical current within his body to the other person.

Driven by electric current.

A golden-red flash of lightning appeared, and the poor old man immediately fainted.

Bai Lang grabbed him and squeezed hard, crushing the scarred doll in his hand to pieces.

He then brought the unconscious ventriloquist to the injured police officers.

“Take him to a room with countless police dolls; this will treat his condition.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.

If there are enough puppets, the ventriloquist will experience a malfunction, as if it has crashed.

If all the police dolls are exactly the same, the ventriloquist's alternate personality may be even closer to that of a police officer.

Imagine a body with countless police personalities, but the dominant personality is cowardly and timid. What would happen to that person?

......

Bai Lang casually distributed the wad of US dollars that the ventriloquist had stolen to some people in the civilian area before leaving.

Batman, Bruce Wayne, appears on Arkham Island, where he guards Gotham.

Fortunately, nothing major happened tonight.

The Joker gang members were all imprisoned, and Arnold the Ventriloquist was also locked up in a place full of identical police dolls because of a remark made by Bai Lang.

The secondary personality of a ventriloquist was created primarily to protect the primary personality.

If the alternate personality doll that previously protected him is destroyed, his mind will be in a state of extreme vulnerability and fear.

But what would happen if he were locked in a room with hundreds of identical dolls?

[Ability Value +10]

A blue notification box appeared in front of Bai Lang's eyes.

He knew that this meant the ventriloquist had begun receiving treatment from those hundreds of puppets.

He stood atop Wayne Tower, overlooking Gotham City below.

The dawn's glow shone on him, highlighting his robust physique, making him appear as if he were the real Batman.

As a new day dawned, Bai Lang returned home and changed his clothes.

Catwoman Selena had already left, but Bai Lang found a small note on his bed.

The note included Selena's contact information and a short message.

"Sir, please contact me when you have time..."

Bai Lang looked at the paper and couldn't help but shake his head.

It seems that Catwoman Selena has taken a liking to the stun gun.

Is this her Windows?

He sat on the bed, controlling the cell friction while activating the blue panel.

Name: Bai Lang

Lifespan: 23/120

[Abilities: Level 1 Gun Mastery (71%), Level 1 Strength Control (85%), Electric Current Propulsion 300,000 Volts/500,000 Volts (Advanced Ability: Magnetic Field Rotation), Death Words (Possesses partial authority over death, can see the dead, talk to the dead, enslave the dead, enter the spirit world)]

[Ability Value: 14 (Gained by creating fluctuations that affect the world)]

[You can spend 50 ability points to draw other abilities or unlock a feature]

"I gained 14 ability points last night. If the news of the two Batmen is reported, I should be able to gain even more ability points."