"I'm everywhere,"

"I go everywhere,"

"Tonight, Gotham will be crazy about my fireworks."

"The gentleman will descend at the center of the fireworks and take off the old dark king's crown."

"who I am?"

Everyone looked stunned.

It's totally unaware of the sternness.

But it seemed that when I heard it, I looked very profound.

In the short video, after the Riddle Gentleman finished talking about the mysterious puzzle, his lips tightened, bringing out a hint of imperceptible loneliness, but was quickly replaced by a confident smile.

I saw the "Rider Gentleman" gracefully holding the brim of the hat and performing a gentlemanly etiquette through the screen to everyone watching the live broadcast.

Etiquette is frozen for about one second.

"Good night."

The video from "Riding Gentleman" comes to an abrupt end.

“…”

Li Erpang: "Pretending!"

Zhu Yuner: "Pretending! +1"

Su Xiaosu: "Pretending.+2"

Pan Zhengyi: "Pretty boy +3, hehehehehehehehehehehehe-"

At the moment when the video or city-wide broadcast ended, other apostles from the same world as Yi Lin gave the same comments.

But his tone and expression were slightly different.

"not good!"

Li Erpang's expression was solemn: "Although he can't solve the riddle of that kid, according to the kid's style, he usually makes a preview a while in advance. He is used to pretending, and probably he will not be able to change it for a while. It seems that he will speed up the time!"

Another place in Gotham City.

"Hmph! Is it mysterious?" Zhu Yuner smiled coldly: "Can he write poetry in reality?"

Su Xiaosu's expression was calm and reminded: "It's time for us to act."

Zhu Yuner looked back at Su Xiaosu, with hatred in her eyes curled up and smiled slightly: "Ha, but it doesn't matter. This is the second main mission, and the third main mission is the real beginning. So what if we give it to him in this game? However, we can't fall behind too much. At least, we have to squeeze the fat man and Pan Zhengyi down."

All the apostles began to act secretly again in their own way.

...

...

Bang.

James Gordon Jr. threw the police cap to the ground hard.

Very angry.

He suddenly remembered the news of cerebral hemorrhage again.

A mouthful of fishy sweetness surged out of her mouth, and was swallowed back by James Gordon Jr.

Gudong Gudong-

James Gordon Jr. drank the drink in his hand and was shocked.

After being shocked, he suddenly smiled coldly.

"You actually dare to release a video in front of everyone? Humph! You underestimate Gotham City too much! Issue a wanted order to me. Any suspect who looks and looks and looks in line with the 'rip gentleman' in the video will... be killed on the spot!"

"yes!"

Sheriff Gordon's men took action.

In the past twenty years, they have never tried to be so decisive.

In the past two days, they seem to have become police officers again.

Instead of gamblers, drunkards, prostitutes... cough cough.

"Also, start a helicopter and search the whole city. As long as you find the 'King Kong', 'Empress', and 'Black Goose', you can shoot them all on the spot! After the shot is killed, you can go to Mayor Gordon to receive financial subsidies!"

"Hehe, sir, even if you don't say it, citizens will choose to shoot them on the spot when they find the vicious criminals."

Another policeman suddenly laughed strangely.

"What did you say?"

"Uh...no, I'll continue to give it to you."

After doing all the instructions, James Gordon Jr. lowered his head and pondered, pondering the puzzle of breaking through the sky.

Obviously, this puzzle is confusing.

The difficulty is estimated to have broken through the sky.

It can be regarded as the most bizarre puzzle since the emergence of the "Riddle Gentleman".

No matter which sentence it is, it seems to be inconsistent with any location in Gotham City.

In addition to the last sentence "fireworks" that should refer to an explosion if it is unexpectedly not an accident, James Gordon Jr. can't guess at all.

Is the Riddle Gentleman's IQ really that terrible?

Why can we make the whole Gotham play around with just one person?

"hateful--"

James Gordon Jr. suddenly felt extremely regretful.

That night at the Bell Tower, you should have shot the Riddle Gentleman without hesitation, instead of letting him raise his hands.

It was precisely the hesitation that night and moments that made Gotham turn into the current situation.

Gotham, seemingly little by little, gradually turned back to the chaos and disorder that twenty years ago.

A kind of chaos that makes people feel helpless.

But twenty years ago, there was Batman in Gotham.

Twenty years later, there is no other Dark Knight who hides in the darkness to punish criminals.

"No--"

James Gordon Jr. was thinking about it all, and suddenly realized his thoughts that shouldn't have appeared.

He shook his head suddenly, putting the unrealistic idea aside.

Even that disappeared Batman cannot represent Gotham's justice.

His methods are not just.

In Gotham, the only one who can represent justice... Gordon!

Whether it was his father back then or now... Sheriff Gordon!

...

...

【22:30】

Gotham City.

Helicopters are everywhere in the sky.

Throw countless beams of light from the helicopter and searched the ground for the figures of criminals.

Of course, the focus is on the "rib gentleman".

Almost as long as you are wearing a black suit, no matter men, women, young and old, there will be a group of people who will pounce on you and shoot them to death.

After all, that is a vicious criminal!

How can you not be beaten to death?

How can you not be beaten to death?

How can you not die?

Well, beat it to death!

On the top of Wayne Building.

Bruce Wayne was completely silent.

He admitted that this young man, who claimed to be a "ridivine gentleman", was far beyond his imagination.

This time the riddle was so long and so difficult to guess.
To be continued...