American comic book: After mastering resurrection, I became incredibly popular.

This is how humanity has been alienated!

The cable ties binding Wang Baixi finally snapped at that moment. He threw off the ties, stood up from the chair, and pointed straight at the clown who was still grinning foolishly with his left hand.

"Elegy of the Soul, activated."

The dark purple beam of light struck the clown directly in the chest, freezing him in place. The pistol he had been holding tightly slipped from his fingers.

Mr. Freeze didn't waste a moment. He raised his Freeze Gun and fired a blue-white mist of ice at the Joker. The extremely cold ice crystals instantly wrapped the still-frozen Joker from head to toe, turning the Joker, who was just laughing wildly, into a museum exhibit.

"Cool." Wang Baixi stood up from his chair, shook his numb wrist, and gave Mr. Freeze a thumbs up. "Thanks, Victor."

"No need."

Wang Baixi walked quickly to the ice sculpture, glanced at it, and then bent down to pick up the remote detonator and revolver from the ground.

Should this guy be killed?

Don't give him that Batman Who Laughs thing!

After thinking it over, he decided to put the matter aside for the time being and instead focus his attention on the most important issue at hand.

He looked at the penguin henchmen who were like robots, unable to move or run: "Why aren't you guys going to find all the explosives the clown planted and disarm them?"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment, and then almost scrambled to defuse the bomb.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Baixi caught a glimpse of Captain Harry curled up in another chair.

He quickly walked over and squatted down, only to find that Harry's face was abnormally pale!

It turned out that a stray bullet had just hit him in the lower left chest area, and the wound had bled so much in just a few minutes that it had stained the chest area of ​​his clothes a deep red.

"Hey, Captain Harry, hang in there, hang in there."

“Kid, when you first started out, didn’t you… mention… Wayne…” Harry’s lips moved.

"Yes, I know the Wayne family. Just say what you have to say, don't beat around the bush."

If you're going to say your last words, then say them openly and honestly.

“Grayson…Richard Grayson is Bruce Wayne’s adopted son…Please tell him for me, I…I’m sorry to him…”

"..."

With his last ounce of strength, Ha raised his right hand, trying to reach something inside his shirt, but the hand lost all strength halfway up. He opened his mouth and uttered two almost inaudible words, then his swollen eyes lost focus forever.

[Aura of a mid-level deceased detected!]

[Experience points +50!]

Current experience points: 150/9600

Yes, Harry is dead.

Wang Baixi sighed, thinking that Harry's actions before his death might not be a simple physiological reaction, so he reached inside Harry's shirt.

His hand touched a hard object.

what?

He immediately pulled the object out and found it was an owl mask.

"Looks like there's been an unexpected bonus?"

Just then, the penguin's eyelid twitched.

"Huh? Where...where am I?"

"Good morning, Cobblestone. Did you sleep well?" Wang Baixi heard the voice and immediately ran a few steps, squatted down in front of the Penguin, and smiled brightly. In stark contrast to him was Mr. Freeze, who was as cold as an icicle.

Penguin suddenly woke up and tried to get up, but Wang Baixi grabbed him by the collar.

"Wait, I have something to say!" The Penguin frantically raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Don't touch me, I have information! Information you all definitely want to know: the Joker is going to blow up Gotham!"

silence.

Wang Baixi and Mr. Freeze exchanged a glance.

“You just blurted it out yourself,” Wang Baixi shrugged. “That’s it? I thought you were going to tell me some earth-shattering secret.”

"Don't interrupt! I know more details!" The Penguin's mouth was like a wound-up toy, it wouldn't stop. "The Joker got the explosives Bane left behind, and he's buried them all in the sewers! I can tell you the exact locations of those detonation points; I had my men bury them! But you have to promise me..."

Mr. Freeze interrupted him: "I don't care if Gotham gets blown up."

“I care.” Wang Baixi stood up, his tone becoming relaxed and casual. “Tell me, where are those detonation points?”

"You have to promise to let me go first."

“Of course, my dear boss.” Wang Baixi reached out and took the Emperor Penguin brooch off the penguin’s chest, then looked down to admire it.

"You," the penguin gritted his teeth.

"Speak quickly!!"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Bomb Disposal Expert

Batman remained seated inside the Batmobile, patiently listening as Wang Baixi relayed the coordinates of the bomb sites that the Penguin had instructed him to provide, one by one.

Batman connected the coordinates in his mind, and they covered the main nodes of the underground pipe network in Gotham's old city.

So, while the Joker was away, he really did go and do something big. He's truly a man of few words, but when he does, he's astounding.

"That concludes the report."

There's no need to make it so formal!

“Nightwing and I will go directly into the sewers to defuse the bomb,” Batman replied. “Also, Oracle, notify Gordon to have the GCPD cordon off the corresponding ground area.”

“Received, we will proceed simultaneously.” Wang Baixi interrupted.

“You guys?” Batman frowned. “You mean you and Mr. Freeze?”

“Mr. Freeze has already escorted the Joker back to his secret base,” Wang Baixi said with undisguised smugness. “But now, I have a whole professional team behind me.”

Batman paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "What's your team called?"

"Penguin Gang".

"That's really professional."

……

Ten minutes later.

According to Batman and Nightwing, the nearest sewer entrance to the Joker's bomb network is located under an abandoned freight railroad bridge in the old town.

Without a word, Batman used a crowbar to pry open the rusted iron fence and crawled inside first, with Nightwing following closely behind. The water was up to their ankles.

The two men advanced about two hundred meters along the main pipeline without encountering any obstacles.

Nightwing swept his flashlight over the dense graffiti on both sides of the pipe wall. "Hmm, looks like everything's safe."

“Stay alert, Nightwing,” Batman said sternly.

“Understood, ‘Boss’,” Nightwing sighed. Just as he finished speaking, the beam of his flashlight shone on a huge figure slowly emerging from a side branch.

Both of them were startled.

The figure almost filled the entire cross-section of the branch pipe, and a pair of yellow eyes reflected dim light in the darkness.

It's a killer crocodile!

"I knew you'd run into something in the sewers." Nightwing's fingers immediately reached for the short sticks at his waist. He planned to assemble them into a long stick and deliver a blow to Killer Croc, but Batman stopped him.

"Don't do it."

Nightwing glanced at him, puzzled, but found that Batman's gaze was unusually calm.

On the other side, the killer crocodile didn't lunge at him with its claws outstretched as usual.

He just stood there blankly at the crossroads.

“Robin told me he’s not the Killer Croc he used to be,” Batman said in a low voice, then stepped forward and stood less than three steps away from Killer Croc.

“Wayne,” Batman said in a calm tone, “I would like to ask you to lead the way.”

Killer Croc tilted his head and thought for a long time. "I need... payment."

What kind of compensation do you want?

"Hmm... I want 'Claws'."

……

Meanwhile, at the other end of Gotham's underground pipe network system.

"Three, two, one explode!"

Wang Baixi covered his ears and crouched behind a concrete block, while the five penguin gang members around him also lay down.

After a muffled thud, the maintenance door that was locked with iron chains in front of them exploded open.

"Cleanup complete, Emperor Penguin." One of the henchmen, who had almost wet his pants from being scared by the clown's stray bullets, reported to Wang Baixi quite seriously.

Half an hour ago, Mr. Freeze had already set off ahead of time, transporting the still-chilling clown ice sculpture towards the Batcave.

Now, Wang Baixi snapped out of his thoughts and led his ragtag army deeper into the pipeline.

The second blasting point was located near an abandoned sewage overflow well. Six C4 explosives were neatly stacked on the maintenance slot on the well wall, and the indicator light of the detonator was still flashing at a steady speed.

"Demolish," Wang Baixi ordered.

Several members of the Penguin Gang were crouching on the ground, frantically cutting wires. Defusing a bomb wasn't new to them; to be fair, as gang members they had participated in numerous criminal activities, but defusing a bomb they had planted themselves?

This is the first time.

Just after the blast site was cleared, a faint sound of footsteps came from the darkness ahead. The sound of footsteps mixed with the echo of the water, making it impossible to tell the exact location of the approaching person.

It smells dangerous.

Wang Baixi signaled everyone to stop, and then he saw the guy who came out of the shadows.

[Aura of a high-level deceased detected]