Gotham has not been peaceful recently, and the main reason is that Lynn and Old Bat have been sorting out the dirty corners of the city.
What's very interesting is that when they were searching for those dirty rats, they found something that was too "clean".
Lin En is not good at things like investigating or solving crimes. But Old Bat was an expert and quickly cracked the secret.
Someone, or rather, an organization is collecting the remnants of superpowers scattered around the world. Including but not limited to broken equipment, saliva, blood, pieces of clothing, etc.
Those who can do this kind of thing will definitely not be some underground society. They don't have the ability, nor the need, nor the ambition.
So, who spends a huge amount of manpower, material and financial resources, and a lot of time to collect these things? What is their purpose?
Old Bat currently has no evidence-based guess to prove anything, but Linn gave his own answer.
In the name of intuition.
"Stop asking, and don't guess."
Linn sat lazily in the driver's seat of the freight truck that he had forcibly dismantled, yawning slightly impatiently.
"Whose orders could these guys take? If you don't understand, you can always guess.
What to do with collecting those things, of course, is to produce copies and clones of superpowers in batches on an organized assembly line~
Hehehe, old bat, you don’t have to worry about this. If they copy you, it won’t be of any use. "
With a splash and a cloud of dust, the old bat dropped the unlucky guy in his hand who was about to start talking nonsense.
Grandpa Bateman could withstand the three-hour interrogation, but even Lynn, a spectator, felt tired. How could an ordinary gang smuggler withstand it?
He has truly told everything he knows, and Batman also knows that this guy really doesn't know any higher-level information.
As for Linn’s speculation, it’s hard to say right now: groundless speculation.
Because Bruce's own guess is also in the same direction.
"Lynn, based on your intuition, who do you think did this?"
"You don't have to ask me. Don't you have the answer in your own mind?"
Lin En spread his hands: "Who else can it be?"
Pointing upward with his finger, Lin En rocked the driver's seat back and forth as comfortably as if he were sitting in a rocking chair: "Of course they are those high-ranking officials~"
The creaking sound seemed to indicate something. Sure enough, within a few moments, Linn broke the connection between the seat cushion and the armchair, and he lay on the ground with a plop.
With no intention of getting up, Lin rested his arms and crossed his legs, bouncing up and down, looking relaxed and at ease.
If it weren't for the other dead or high-level paraplegics lying in the open space next to Linn a few meters away, he would really have thought that he was resting in his own yard.
"Old Bat, you must know what I think. Now I want to ask you what you think."
Of course Batman knew what Lynn was thinking.
With Linn's usual style of doing things, he didn't care about anything, or in other words, he didn't care enough.
People who don’t know Lin En have a hard time imagining that such a notorious psychopath like Lin En would be detoured by taxis, would always get ripped off when buying things without being able to bargain, and would be afraid of meeting someone if he didn’t go to a familiar restaurant to eat. Shop owner and walk around people.
Most people believe that Linn is a murderous maniac, the kind who has no reason and will be beheaded if he steps on his shoes or looks at him for a second.
No, of course not.
Linn would stand in line when shopping, and would say sorry when bumping into someone while walking.
He just doesn't care about the world that much.
Most of the time, Linn is "righteous", as he puts it.
If sleeping time is also included, then it is true that Linn is not a villain most of the time.
However, Linn rarely takes the initiative to hurt anyone.
He rarely fights back against anyone who offends him.
I have absolutely no interest in devoting all my energy to protecting certain people, guarding the city, and punishing evil.
Apart from anything else, Bateman clearly discovered the truth behind Linn's imprisonment in Arkham Asylum when he was investigating Linn's information in the early stage.
His uncle's company, property, everything, attracted blood-sucking flies, leading to this tragedy.
However, those who did these things did not incur Linn's active revenge.
Except for those well-informed guys who fled Gotham in fear, including a certain retired judge in Gotham, the one who originally convicted Lin En of killing his own uncle, they are still alive and well.
Linn, he has never thought about revenge or not. Even Batman suspects that Linn may not know the dirty things behind it?
Unless he really thinks he is guilty, unless he really thinks he killed his uncle.
Lynn doesn't care. This is Bruce's judgment.
It was precisely for this reason that he was willing to see Lin En and communicate with him, instead of directly acquiescing that Lin En was his enemy and standing on the opposite side of Lin En.
Although after getting to know Lynn, Bruce had to admit that his original judgment was somewhat wrong.
But overall, the Lynn that Bruce knew lacked enough love and care for the world.
No matter good or bad, good or evil.
From this perspective, this also explains why Lynn has such a completely different personality, sometimes like a crazy patient, sometimes like a wise philosopher, and sometimes like a playful child.
In essence, Lynn is chaotic, a composite embraced by both good and evil.
Lynn claims to be a good person, but that doesn't count, it's nonsense.
But this time, Linn, the "good guy", made judgments and sensory perceptions that were completely inconsistent with the character of a good guy.
He showed no attitude or intention to find out the truth, nor did he have any thoughts of wanting to support someone else, let alone any indignation, heartache, or determination to prove anything.
He didn't care, he just lay on the ground, talking about things like not being able to eat barbecue during the day tomorrow, and the price of rice in the supermarket going up again.
Linn was not interested in what was happening in front of him.
Batman believes that even if he tells Linn now, don't worry, wait until the matter gets serious. Lin En would definitely just nod calmly, then go home and find a comfortable place to have a good sleep.
And if he followed Lin En's intuition and shouted slogans to tell Lin En that he was going to kill all the big shots at the top, Lin En would definitely just follow him with a smile and not even ask. .
Thousands of words rolled into one sentence: Lynn doesn't care.
But Bruce cares, he has to care, he has to care.
…………
"Lynn, I think this matter still needs to be investigated. At least, I need to have enough evidence to prove that the answer I get must be true, then I..."
"Okay, okay, stop talking."
Lin En stood up and patted the dust on his body: "You can check as much as you like. I'm not good at this stuff. You guys are just planning and using psychology."
Raising his hand, Linn killed the useless Casemiro with one shot.
Batman frowned and said nothing.
Linn felt that he was pedantic and stupid for not killing, but Linn never suggested that he should correct anything.
Bruce felt that Lynn was radical in killing, flouting the law and unprincipled, and Bruce did not try to stop Lynn.
This is the reason why the two of them get along well and can even become friends and cooperate on various missions together.
His law, not Lynn's law.
That's it, nothing more.
…
"Okay. You check it slowly, I'll go back and catch up on my sleep."
As he spoke, Lin En sighed loudly: "You also said that others are monsters. I haven't slept for several days and I feel tired. You can still...I am really convinced."
Sighing, Linn left here with his hands behind his back.
…
In the next few days, Lynn and Bateman would still work together to clean up various criminal elements in Gotham. Some were killed by Lynn directly, while others had several bones broken by Bateman and thrown away. Arrive at the gate of Gordon Police Station.
Gordon was also working overtime crazily, convicting people and sending them to jail and hospital. Of course, more people were thrown into Arkham directly from the court.
Gotham is once again starved of talent, and once again Arkham is starved of talent.
Okay, that makes sense, that's Gotham.
In the process of cleaning up these guys, Lynn and Old Bat also discovered some interesting people and things. The various talents in Gotham really got to know Lynn this time. After all, they carried the Arkham Elite Training Course with them. This is indeed the person who forced others to sign the application form. It doesn't matter whether you know him or not, or whether you want to impress him or not.
At the same time, Old Bat did not forget his investigation, and as he gradually peeled off the details and got closer to the truth, he had to admit that what Lin En said was indeed right.
However, this is only half right.
The people who collect these pieces of information are not only the officials, but also other people.
The equally world-famous tycoon, the oligarch of Metropolis next door: Lex Luthor.
This is where things get interesting.
Especially, when Bruce told Linn the name, Linn blurted out: Lebald!
Bruce, who is proficient in Chinese, certainly understood the meaning of Linn's words, but when he asked again, Linn turned into the annoying Riddler again, saying nothing and just laughing.
"Go and check it yourself." That's what I said over and over again, and it was so annoying.
But, it’s a big city.
Isn't that where Clark lived?
Bruce was a little hesitant, not sure whether to tell Clark or not. In response to this, Lin En went uncharacteristically and directly gave his intuitive advice: "Of course, you must cooperate well, and maybe there will be some interesting sparks~"
Bruce always felt that when Linn said this, there was some unexplainable "malice" in Linn's smile besides his usual meanness.
Of course Bruce wanted to go to Linn and ask the question clearly. With his suspicious habit, since Linn said this, he naturally thought that there must be something wrong.
However, Linn could not be found.
He left Gotham again and went to...that city called Nazionale.
(End of chapter)
