"Ah sneeze!"
In Star City, a large entertainment venue renovated from an old factory in the basement behind a certain city, Oliver, who had been busy for a day, suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He shivered inexplicably and sneezed so hard that the workbench in front of him was wet. It was a mess.
"What happened?"
Raising his head, Oliver glanced at the ventilation duct. There was nothing wrong.
After taking a look at his thin short-sleeved shirt and thinking about what date it was, Oliver felt that he must have caught a cold.
However, he didn't care about this.
The two and a half years on Purgatory Island had already hardened a spoiled rich man into a tough guy who could hold back even a knife slashed on his body. Oliver felt that his ability to return to the real world alive on Purgatory Island was not only a matter of luck. To put it bluntly, he was strong enough and mentally strong enough, which was also one of the important reasons.
but……
"well."
Putting down the special arrow he was busy making, Oliver felt a little...lost.
In Star City, he is clearly the first heir to the Quinn Group. He is rich, powerful and famous. He can solve anything that can be solved with money.
Secretly, he is a superhero, the Green Arrow who walks in the darkness and protects the city. He can use his bow and arrow to hit the muzzle of a gun from a hundred meters away, or someone's finger to pull the trigger. He can defeat enemies ten times his own size with cold weapons in their hands with his bare hands.
Being both civil and military is pretty much what it means.
Oliver feels that he is quite qualified as a superhero.
However, that also depends on who you compare with.
Oliver, who had already defeated all the invincible opponents in Star City, seemed to have some abilities that he was unable to use when facing the guardians of other cities.
The Batman next door is an ordinary person like him, relying on human power to become a superhero, but his skills and the economic power he can leverage are completely different from him.
After all, that person is the head of the Wayne Group, which is not inferior to the Quinn Group, and in the final analysis, he is just an heir.
heir. Those who have not yet inherited it.
However, Batman is already the person most likely to be approached. What about the rest. It's not that Oliver hasn't investigated their information. This has nothing to do with deep thoughts, it's just curiosity and caution.
Let’s not mention Superman and Ms. Diana. Strictly speaking, these two cannot be regarded as human beings in the full sense, and are closer to gods walking on earth.
Cyborg, this is the person who was invited by Batman before him, he is actually a metal warrior! It's a robot! Rubbing the electromagnetic gun with your hands is really no joke.
And the one who was invited after him was the Flash. What speed is that?
"Ahem...who else is there, the King of the Sea? Although I don't know much about it, I can tell from the name that this is a being who can control water. Maybe it's the incarnation of Poseidon."
Oliver recalled his last experience when he went to siege the big red devil.
On the battlefield at that time, when everyone was under control, there was a green-skinned colleague named Martian Manhunter who had been resisting the pressure and fought against the big devil almost the whole time. Only then did Linn arrive at the end. That guy was nothing. Weak people are at least stronger than him, many, many times stronger.
I don’t know why Batman didn’t invite this one to join in, but when it comes to that battle, Oliver has to think of Lynn.
"call……"
This is the only good news.
Linn is also not on the list of people invited to form a team.
Oliver is not a fool. On the contrary, he can protect a city by himself, which shows that his strength is not only reflected in force. Batman has Alfred as his assistant, but Oliver has always worked hard on his own. .
Being mentally dexterous is already an essential ability for a superhero to fight alone.
How could Oliver, who was so smart, not see that Lynn, that guy, had always been a bit... towards him?
Don't like it?
It's hard to say, because from the beginning to the end, Lin En has indeed been helping him and helping him clean up the city, although his methods are a bit radical and... an all-round attack without distinguishing between each other.
However, Linn did not hurt anyone innocent.
He just... blamed him for not living up to expectations. Blame him for being weak. Blame him for being incompetent.
"well……"
Shaking his head, Oliver sighed again: "I don't want to be like this. Phew! No matter what, I still insist on my own ideas and practices. I also know that I will definitely protect this city alone, even if there is no one understand……
Lin En, please don’t come to help me. There are some things that I have to face alone..."
Drop~drop~drop~
Next to the workbench, next to the rows of computers, the same rows of alarms went off.
This is a system related to the Star City police force that Oliver used his money offensive to get from somewhere.
As long as the alarm is detected and intercepted, this thing will remind him like this.
"So, it's time again."
There was no expression on Oliver's face, like a machine following a program. When the city discovers a problem and discovers an intruder, it's time for him to play.
He quickly changed into clothes, made a final check on his bow and arrows, and put on the corresponding equipment. When the dark green hood was fastened on his head, Oliver had completed his identity transformation.
Now, he is the guardian of Star City, Robin Hood, and Green Arrow.
The lights were turned off, there was a soft sound of the door opening and closing, and silence fell in the basement.
……………………
There is a cold breeze outside the window, but it is warm and pleasant inside the house.
However, no one in the room seemed to care about the temperature at this time. They were more concerned about whether they could walk out of the room alive and whether they could feel the wind and snow again.
There were five people in the room.
An old man sitting by the fireplace, a young man standing next to him, two middle-aged men standing by the window, and one sitting at the door, his body dark and his head as big as... It's not a fight anymore, it's pot.
"So, how much money did they give you to make you feel that it was worth taking the risk to betray me."
The whole body is pitch black and is a high-tech diving suit attached to the body. The oblate and round shape on the neck looks like a horizontal football, which is a helmet that can emit energy rays.
It was obvious that the person sitting at the door was the guy who had just been caught and escaped not long ago. His original name was David and he called himself Black Bat Ben.
Judging from the current situation on the field, it is not difficult to analyze that this is a revenge. A revenge after being betrayed and imprisoned, and successfully escaping from prison.
"It has nothing to do with them."
Sitting next to the fireplace, the old man with a solemn face said: "I was the one who handed the news about you to those people."
"Oh~~! Haha, it's really you."
Maybe it was because the helmet blocked part of the sound. When Black Bat Ben's voice came outside, it sounded very strange, a little extra hoarse and a little sharp.
"Hahahaha, old guy, it is indeed you."
He raised his hand, and with a bang, a big red spot appeared on the chest of the young man next to the old man. It gradually spread, as if taking away the young man's strength, causing him to tremble and fall to the ground, his eyes losing color. .
"Oh, I seem to have missed the target. Old man, I really wanted to hit you in the head just now."
The old man remained silent, just looking at Black Bat Ben with stern eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. You know, I've always been most afraid of this kind of look from you."
Bang.
There was another gunshot, and the man standing by the window was also shot in the chest. After trying in vain to grab something, but unable to hang down, he still lay on his back on the ground.
"Damn it! Falk!"
Another guy standing by the window cursed angrily and suddenly stepped forward, pulled out a large-caliber shotgun from under the table, aimed at the black manta sitting there, and fired two shots.
Fire, thick smoke, flying red bullet casings, raised muzzle...
Black Bat Ben just sat there, motionless, letting himself be targeted by the shotgun, covered by those vicious lead shot steel balls, and obscured by the thick smoke.
"ah!"
After the two shots were fired, the man swung the gun upside down, raised his arm high, rushed into the smoke, and smashed the weapon in his hand head-on.
Hey...
After a soft sound, a red light flashed through the thick smoke.
The smoke cleared.
With a snap, the shotgun fell to the ground from his weak hands, and a transparent hole appeared in his chest, emitting a smell of burnt black blood, low and sticky black blood, and other disgusting and terrifying things.
It seems to be part of the heart, or maybe the lungs.
thump.
The man who had been so strong just now fell to the ground, lying on top of the shotgun he had drawn from under the table.
The old man in front of the fireplace once again saw the black manta sitting there, and saw the red light still remaining on his mask.
"They are all your former friends...how can you bear it!"
"friend?"
Black Bat Ben seemed to have heard something interesting and laughed a few times: "So he was joking with me when he hit me with a gun just now~
Old man, you are still so confused and stupid. However, your first mate will not help you solve the problem now. He has been dead since the day you betrayed me. "
The old man was silent, but looked sadly at the young man lying at his feet, who was gradually approaching death.
“Let him go, he really doesn’t know anything, he’s just a stranger who came here to give me a blanket.
I beg you, let him go, please. "
Putting down his legs that had been crossed, Black Bat Ben stood up, walked step by step in front of the old man, and took a look at his broken legs.
“Old man, I’m very grateful to you for picking me up from the sea, really, I’m really grateful to you.
But you really shouldn't, shouldn't betray me. "
The old man's eyes became dim, then became sharp again, and he looked at the first mate hiding behind the armor and helmet with hatred: "I don't regret reporting you! I only regret pulling you out of the sea!" "
"Hahahaha, you are finally willing to tell the truth, hahaha! Old man, don't worry, soon, very soon I will send your son to see you. He was also very dissatisfied with me at the beginning, I still remember it. "
"What are you going to do! You damn evil ghost, you will go to hell! You..."
Sigh.
The red light flashed, and the nauseating stench became three points stronger.
Looking at the headless body of the old man, the red light gradually dimmed in the eyes of the black manta mask.
"Cough...cough...help..."
His lungs were severely damaged, and the dying young man could not even lift his hands. He could only make intermittent calls for help in a daze.
I wonder if this scene will remind Black Manta of the time when he escaped from the ship that kidnapped him, soaked in the sea for two days, and almost died.
Lifting his foot and landing heavily on the young man's injured chest, Black Bat Ben put his foot away and looked down.
died.
It was obvious that he had little recollection.
Walk out of the room and close the door gently. Black Bat Ben slowly walked out of the house, leaving a long series of black and red footprints.
Ten minutes later.
A box truck was parked not far from here.
Linn got out of the car and pushed a man out of the car with his hand on his neck.
"Is this it?"
"It should be..."
"Don't be."
"Yes! This is it! This is the captain's home! My informant said that he was the one who saved the water ghost, and it was he who made the report call!"
"Well, good job."
Lynn patted this guy on the shoulder with satisfaction: "You are much more professional than those colleagues in Gotham. They are just formalities, but you are the real professionals. Leave your phone number and I will call you again."
"Ah...ah?"
"You don't have a cell phone?"
"I, I didn't... did I... did I..."
"you are not willing……"
Lin En looked at him faintly.
Without hesitation, a series of phone numbers were reported.
Lin En nodded with satisfaction: "Don't be fake, otherwise I will offer a reward to your colleagues. If anyone finds you, I will grant him a wish, do you know?"
"……Um."
"Let's go. Let's work together next time~"
After a while, I got into the car at a trot, started burning the tires on the spot, the wheels squeaked, and ran away without even closing the door.
"Tch, what kind of technology?"
Lin En glanced at that side with disdain: "Isn't there a car? What is it installed in? Who is it showing off to?"
After muttering a few words, Linn walked through the snow to the retired captain's house.
Dang Dang Dang~
"Hello."
Linn knocked on the door politely: "Is anyone home?"
He took two steps back and looked into the room: "Isn't there light... I came in by myself!"
There was a click. Linn removed the door, walked in, turned around and put it back on again.
"Hello, may I ask...what does your room smell like?"
Looking down, Linn saw bloody footprints on the ground.
Stepping on the creaking wooden floor, Lin followed the footprints and walked out of the entrance hall. At a glance, he saw the fireplace burning with blazing flames.
And the body in front of the fireplace.
Taking a few steps forward, Linn looked around and sighed: "It's too late."
If something is not such a coincidence, it must be Black Bat Ben's doing.
At this time, a police siren sounded outside the door.
"People in the room listen! Hurry..."
"Um?"
Lin En looked left and right, and suddenly realized something.
"I'm going out now, but I can't seem to explain...
Oops! I'm a stand-in! "
What a good thing!
Suddenly, Lin En took out a pen and wrote on the wall.
"I have read scriptures and history since I was a child, and I have become resourceful when I grow up. Just like a tiger lying on a barren hill, its minions are lurking and endure...
grass! This is not a thing here! "
He quickly crossed it out and continued to write: "The murderer... Black Bat... is that Ben?
grass! What a Chinese character! "
Cross it out, cross it out!
…
When the people outside the door broke in, they first saw the corpse on the ground. After being shocked, they naturally saw the thing on the wall...
Garbled characters.
And, the following sentence.
[Scan the QR code to participate in the Q&A session on guessing the murderer. Come and give it a try, you will definitely be able to do it! 】
"This guy……"
Must be a lunatic!
(End of chapter)
