Gotham.

This is my city.

Newcomers here will think that this is a winding maze filled with residential buildings, noisy neighborhoods, and alleys with smelly smells. But it is far from it. It is built on a network.

On the network that intersects each other,

There is an order between them, and I am part of this order.

This city has everything people want

And those they don't want

The sky is still gray.

The sky above Gotham never seemed to clear, as if there was a huge shell that separated the entire Gotham from the rest of the world.

Is this city different?

I don't know that I know this city well. I know every sewer, every household, every radio station below every street in this city, but I still don't know Gotham.

Night curtain

I was perched at the top of the Payes Building as usual, with the loud traffic flowing in a dense and disgusting roar. I closed my eyes and tried hard to distinguish the sounds beside my ears.

That is the sounds made by every radio station, every signal tower, and every person’s phone microphone in this city. These sounds can report everything in this city to me.

I was like a bat, quietly listening to Gotham's rhythm and taking in my eyes.

"Bang!" A gunshot in my ears!

“Alfred, position.”

"The gunshots of the good young master come from the 9th block along the banks of the Kersey River. The sound is Winchester. 38 model. The system analyzes it for civilian modification. 0.75 seconds after the gunshots sounded, a female screamed at the same location. Of course, the girl screamed very energetic. She was definitely not injured, so it should be a robbery. Do I need to adjust the sonar on the scene to you?"

"good."

I said, at the same time, I was also starting to shuttle over Gotham, with powerful hook claws and gliders allowing me to arrive at the crime scene in 7 minutes.

This sounded like a simple robbery. But my heart became nervous again.

Sure enough, something strange happened again.

There was only rustling wind in the audio of the crime scene that Alfred called out.

No screaming, no threat, no hysterical roar

I speeded up, and after 3 minutes, I came to the place where the gunshots rang out.

There is nothing there.

There were only a few pools of overnight vomit, and night cats crawling in the shadows. There was no gunshot here just now, without a slight smell of gunpowder, and if someone fired a shot, those wild cats wouldn't have been able to sleep so peacefully.

"There is nothing here," I said quietly to the microphone inside the mask.

"Oh?" Alfred's voice came: "Is there something wrong with the sonar system again?"

"I can only think so now." I said lightly

Although my tone was light, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Today is the 17th.

It's the third time.

On the evening of the 17th a month ago, my sonar system had the same problem. A gunshot followed by a woman's scream, but when I arrived at the scene, there was nothing.

Two months ago on the 17th, the same is true

It shouldn't be a coincidence, but I can't explain this phenomenon.

Because I have checked my system and there is nothing unusual, it is impossible for someone to implant viruses in it. Of course, in Gordon's police station system, I have never found any reports on missing, shooting, or robbery at that time.

There was nothing but the gunshot.

So, is it a ghost?

I don't know, but I didn't tell Alfred this doubt, after all, it did not have any impact, no one was injured, no money was lost. It was just a gunshot, only appeared in my sonar, in my ears.

Even a night cat didn't wake up

One month later.

No. 17.

evening.

I was still standing at the top of the building, looking down at my city.

Today, Gotham seems to be much quieter than before. Only some very simple cases have happened. Those from the Gotham Police Station can handle these small things. So until midnight, I didn't find a reason to leave.

I quietly looked at the traffic dozens of meters away from my feet.

Suddenly, I thought of something unconsciously.

That strange gunshot should appear again. If this time, I can predict the location of the gunshot first, can I figure out what happened?

As soon as this thought came into my mind, I could no longer kick it out, and I thought almost uncontrollably.

That gunshot

It first appeared four months ago, near the Venus Bar.

It appeared for the second time three months ago, at the Pitier Building.

It appeared a month ago on the banks of the Ksey River.

My mind naturally marked these places on Gotham's map, and then connected to each other. This has almost become a subconscious reaction, because in Gotham, there is a bastard who likes to guess riddles, who always forces me to play this kind of graphic game with him.

Yes, an equilateral triangle.

This shouldn't be a coincidence, so if there are any special points on a triangle?

I looked to the center of the triangle on the map.

"Alfred, continue to monitor sonar, tell me what happened immediately," I said, and then jumped out of the building.

"Okay, young master, but when I see the positioning, you seem to have started to move."

“Yes, I’m going to a place”

"Well, please forgive my curiosity. Can I ask, what are you going to do?"

"Find a Ghost" I replied

A few minutes later, I came to the place where the ‘point’ was.

It was a small alley, located in the shadow of Gotham's night, next to it was a disrepaired street light, providing the only faint light nearby. The mosquitoes at midnight kept hitting the light bulb, making crackling sounds.

I landed quietly at the top of the floor directly above the alley and observed around habitually

At this moment, my body tensed up.

I have said before that I am familiar with every corner of Gotham City, but this sentence is not absolute, because I have never been to this alley now.

Or, I have never been here since I was eight years old, and I always subconsciously want to forget this place.

And it was not until then that I finally remembered it.
Chapter completed!