Chapter 1286 Say My Name (XI)

"What? Sir?" The driver had obviously heard Brother Jue's words, and the latter's tone and voice showed that he was talking to the driver. It was impossible for the driver to remain indifferent to this, "Are you talking to me? "

"Then it depends on what you mean by 'I'..." Feng Bujue spread out his arms, sat slumped in the back seat, looked at the rearview mirror in the car and said, "You mean a person Ordinary taxi driver? Or...referring to Batman? Which one do you think is the real you?"

The car started to pick up speed, but the driver didn't press the accelerator hard because he was nervous - he did it on purpose.

"It seems you know more than I expected..." When he spoke for the second time, the driver's voice and tone changed, becoming low and cold.

"To each other..." Feng Bujue continued, "It seems that you have also listened to the recording of the conversation between me and Dr. Quinn, and found a clue that can track me..."

"Your observation skills are also sharper than I thought..." At this point, we no longer need to call him "driver". Yes, he is Bruce Wayne, that is, Batman.

"Observation ability?" Brother Jue repeated these four words, and then responded with a disdainful laugh, "Ha!"

"What are you laughing at?" Wayne asked.

"There are many things that are ridiculous..." Feng Bujue said, "First of all, someone seems to think that he only needs to put on some foundation, put on a cheap jacket, wash off the expensive hair wax, and put a scar on his cheek... It's a foolproof disguise.

"Secondly, this 'taxi' driven by someone..." At this point, Feng Bujue raised his hands and made a gesture of quotation marks, "...the car body has obviously been made to look like the real thing. The tires used are still high-priced goods; what’s even more outrageous is...the interior of the car is actually clean and has no peculiar smell, and there are no messy decorations placed in front of the car..."

"Okay... I have to admit, I rarely have the opportunity to take a taxi." Wayne was a little unhappy at being scolded, but he still kept calm, "And... before you, I have used this disguise , and this car... deceived many people, so I didn't realize there were so many flaws." He shook his head, "Anyway, I will remember what you said... I will improve it in the future. "

The conversation continued, and the car kept accelerating. In a blink of an eye, they had left the road with more vehicles and entered a small road with less traffic.

"Improvement? For whom?" Feng Bujue asked, "To deal with a group of amateur criminals? Or to deal with a few characters like Zas?" His words were full of ridicule, "You know the most ironic thing? What is it? When you appeared in my sight while driving your car, what made me doubt you was not your "observation ability", but "general common sense"... This really disappointed me. .

"Of course, there are indeed things worthy of my observation right now - such as the tachometer in front of you that only supercars or racing engines have, and the button on the back of the steering wheel that you have been covering with your hand. ...These two things gave me a very bad association..."

When he finished speaking, the taxi the two of them were riding in had already reached a speed of 140 kilometers per hour, and the speed was still rising.

Wayne's driving skills are amazing. Driving a car at this speed through complex urban terrain is as easy for him as riding a bicycle.

"I can feel... you are a person who thinks very highly of yourself and is capable of shouldering that arrogance." When Wayne replied, the taxi had already arrived near Gotham's Pioneer Bridge. "Unfortunately... You are also a person who will bring chaos and evil to this world..." At this point, he pressed the switch on the back of the steering wheel, "Therefore, I can only ask you to disappear..."

After saying that, Wayne pressed the button that Brother Jue thought was suspicious.

As soon as the button was pressed, the steering wheel in front of Wayne retracted into the car body. At the same time, the roof above the driver's seat quickly unfolded, forming a gap.

boom--

The next second, with a loud bang, Wayne, who was wearing a seat belt, was ejected together with the seat under him, and flew out from the roof of the car.

And the taxi itself... rushed downhill along an uninhabited path under the Pioneer Bridge at a speed of nearly 200 kilometers per hour. Three seconds later, it crashed into the guardrail of the river and fell into the river. The icy Gotham River.

The splash caused by the big iron lump falling into the water had not yet dissipated. Wayne, who was ejected into the air, bent over and pressed a "safety switch" at the bottom of the seat.

The reason why this switch is installed at the bottom of the seat is also obvious...because it is used to detonate the entire vehicle, so the design must ensure that it can only be pressed when the ejection function of the driver's seat is activated.

boom--

When the self-destruction device was activated, a flash of fire made a muffled sound... and exploded underwater.

After pressing the switch and detaching from the seat, Wayne performed a few gymnastics moves nearly ten meters in the air, and then landed steadily.

Just as he planned, on such a night and in such a sparsely populated place, there were no witnesses to the whole thing.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if there is... no one will recognize him; although Wayne's disguise seems to be in vain to Feng Bujue, for most ordinary people... this is enough.

If you know enough about the US police's process of "asking witnesses for suspects' characteristics", you will be able to figure out the most effective way to disguise yourself.

Exaggerated wigs, fake beards, makeup techniques to modify facial contours, etc. These common techniques in film and television works are actually not that practical. Sometimes they will make the police realize that "this person is deliberately disguised."

In fact, Brother Jue almost mentioned all of them one by one when he scolded Wayne about the best ways to disguise himself——

First, skin color can be fixed with foundation.

Second, clothing, no explanation.

Third, hairstyle, same as above.

Fourth, a single, prominent feature; such as a long and narrow scar, a conspicuous tattoo, a sore... something that can divert other people's attention, and it is best to stick it on the face.

As long as the above four points are done, even if someone sees it, it can easily mislead the police investigation.

For example... suppose a passerby happens to be nearby and sees Wayne from a distance through the light of a streetlight. It is impossible for him to recognize him; when being questioned by the police, he will only follow the police's questions. To guide, state the description "He was a brown-skinned Latino man, about six feet tall, with a long scar on his face." This... is already considered reliable, but will this kind of testimony lead the direction of the investigation to Bruce Wayne, a white billionaire with no scars on his face? That's totally the opposite.

"Computer, check physical condition." After standing still, Wayne immediately raised his left hand and pressed the screen of his watch.

[Under testing——]

[Respiratory system is normal. 】

[Pulse and blood pressure are slightly higher than average and are decreasing. 】

[No significant trauma. 】

[Muscles and knee joints were slightly damaged. 】

[Connecting the belt-end injection device——]

[The supplement has been injected and is expected to neutralize the effects of lactic acid in the body and repair the damage within ten seconds. 】

This non-emotional computer voice was transmitted directly into Wayne's inner ear through the special communication device in his cochlea, and others could not hear it even if they were face to face with him.

While this passage was being narrated, Wayne had already walked to the "driver's seat" that had fallen to the ground not far away, and quickly destroyed it with the micro-incendiary bomb he carried.

Then...he looked around for a few times, and then escaped into the night.

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At the same moment, in the Gotham River...

Feng Bujue stood on the river bed at the bottom of the river with a pipe in his mouth and his hands folded on his chest.

The wreckage of the blown-up car was less than twenty meters away from him.

If Brother Jue wanted, he could actually leave the car earlier than Wayne, but he didn't...

After understanding the other party's intentions, he chose to take advantage of them.

The moment he rushed into the water with the car, he knew that he was out of Wayne's sight. At this time, he twisted his body and used a [Land Kick] to remove a rear door. And fled out of that opening.

As a result, as soon as he got out of the car, an explosion occurred. The shock wave generated by the underwater explosion pushed Brother Jue away from the center of the explosion, and also caused him to lose some survival points; of course... this damage was not enough to kill him. .

"Well... what a son of Gotham, decisive in killing and resolute..." Relying on the [Oxygen Pipe], Feng Bujue could not only breathe underwater, but also talk to himself while spitting bubbles, "It's a pity... as As far as 'Batman' is concerned, your approach has gone a bit far..."

He stood there and waited for a while, and then said: "It's been more than two minutes, why don't you come down?" He looked sideways and pondered, "Sure enough... he also knows very well that when the equipment is insufficient, even if he has Even with a diving ability that is close to the limit of human beings... it is impossible to complete the investigation work at the bottom of this dark river; however, with his resourcefulness, he will never give up until he finds my body... So... from the time he returns to the Batcave, to From driving the submarine over to him confirming that my body was not in the car and had not been washed downstream by the river... in total, I should have managed to get at least more than an hour."

Thinking of this, Brother Jue shrugged: "Sigh... It's really tiring to do a hidden mission."

His sigh came from a kind of helplessness; at this time, he already understood that time is the difficulty of this script.

Such "normal difficulty" scenarios in "non-sleep mode" usually don't take much time to clear - based on the 1:2 ratio of non-sleep mode, eight hours of real time, that is, sixteen of the game time Hours are basically the upper limit.

To be honest, if Brother Jue had intended to end the script quickly, he could have done it six hours (game time) ago.

The method is also very simple, just three steps: first, cause a commotion in Arkham to lure out Batman; second, lay a trap; third, kill the coming Batman.

But in order to look for opportunities to "contact high-ranking gods" and to solve some of the "doubts" that the opening introduction brought to him, Feng Bujue did not do that; he chose to prolong the progress of the script, and then successfully found the Hidden tasks...

Brother Jue even gave up a very close opportunity to kill Batman - when he was in the car just now, as long as he was willing, he could do anything in the back seat to kill the man in front of him who was not even wearing a bat suit. Bruce Wayne is sent to the west.

And all this forbearance, in the final analysis... is just to buy time.

Obviously, Feng Bujue's obsession with solving the puzzle far exceeds his desire to pass the level; in addition, there is also a personal "dissatisfaction" with the abnormality of this world, which drives him to take more dangerous actions...

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It's 9:50 in the evening.

For some people, this time is close to bedtime, but for another group of people... this point is the beginning of their wonderful life.

Here is a banquet restaurant on the top floor of one of the Gotham Twin Towers.

Celebrities dressed in bright clothes gather here to do what they do every day - exchanging interests with each other in a circle full of hypocrisy and lies, and cursing each other in their hearts to end up early.

Tonight's banquet is hosted by Mayor Copperbot, and its purpose is to celebrate his great victory in a recent poll.

In addition to the common faces in Gotham's upper class, the mayor also invited two people who are slightly out of tune with the atmosphere here - prosecutor Harvey Dent and police chief James Gordon.

However...

"Ah... Gordon didn't come..." Mayor Coppola didn't show much surprise when he heard the news.

"I guess you've heard about it..." Attorney Dent, who was talking to him, said in a solemn tone, "A serious incident happened in Arkham this afternoon, and the perpetrator is the same suspect as the suspect in the 'fire axe case' last night."

"I know all this." Coppola continued, "I also know... the guy who calls himself 'Jack' is still missing. The thought of such a crazy criminal still wandering the streets gives me goose bumps..." He paused and lowered his voice, "By the way... is there any action from our mysterious 'Dark Knight'?"

Dent took a sip of the champagne in his hand, pursed his lips and said, "How should I know, Gordon is more familiar with him..." He paused for half a second, "Wait... Mr. Mayor, you are not still doubting that I am Batman, are you?"

"Are you?" Coppola widened his eyes and replied expectantly.

"Of course not." Dent rolled his eyes.

Compared with the blackened version, the "Penguin" and "Two-Face", who have always been good people, seem to have no sense of oppression. One is amiable and the other is serious and upright. Fortunately, the IQs of these two are still online. As good people, their working ability in their positions is indeed very outstanding.

"Sir, you can't go in..."

When the banquet was halfway through, suddenly, there was a commotion at the door.

The voice of a waiter gradually became higher, attracting everyone's attention.

"Sir! Sir!" He advised to no avail, so he could only pick up the intercom, "Security! There is a man in a purple long suit at the entrance..."

"I have seen him, leave it to us." Before the waiter finished speaking, the security guard's response came from the radio.

At the same time, three or four well-trained strong men rushed towards their target at a very fast speed.

However, when they approached the man about five meters away, they only heard a burst of wind breaking sound.

In a blink of an eye, the security guards screamed one after another and fell to the ground.

Some sharp-eyed guests noticed... At that moment, it seemed that several card-like objects flashed black light and flew out of the hands of the uninvited guest.

Ka-bang!

Although Feng Bujue did not need to rely on guns, in order to control the situation in a way that people around him could understand, he still took the time to get some guns and ammunition before coming; at this moment, he took out a shotgun that looked very intimidating and fired a shot at the ceiling.

As soon as the gun went off, screams rang out.

Although the men did not scream, their reactions were similar to those of the women. Most of them instinctively bent down, looked towards and away from the direction where the gunshots came from; and some people who reacted more alertly... were already moving towards the exit.

These were all expected, and Brother Jue did not care about these passers-by running away.

"Good night, ladies and gentlemen." After firing a shot, Feng Bujue walked slowly towards the center of the banquet hall, saying, "Don't panic, everyone. I'm here... just to find two people."

While speaking, he did not relax his vigilance, because he knew that when the mayor was present, in addition to the security guards of the banquet hall, there would also be security forces with guns brought by the mayor himself.

"First, it's Mayor Cobert..." When Brother Jue said this, he had quickly searched for the mayor's location through the eyes of some passers-by around him, "Second... it's Prosecutor Dent..."

Coincidentally, the mayor and the prosecutor were standing together at this time, which saved Brother Jue a lot of trouble.

"Ah... very good, both of you are here." Feng Bujue determined the target and quickened his pace.

"Freeze!" At this time, two bodyguards in suits and leather shoes rushed out and blocked the mayor and the prosecutor; they both took out their pistols and aimed at Brother Jue, and one of them shouted "Don't move" (a common use of freeze).

Some people may think they are stupid, just shoot directly, why shout?

But in fact, there was nothing wrong with what they did, because there were many other guests around Feng Bujue at this moment. Some were running out, and some were still standing there, at a loss. At this time, if they shot in the direction of Brother Jue, what if they missed... who knows where the bullet would fly? What if it hit a certain rich man next to them?

"Ha!" Feng Bujue looked at the two and smiled, "I knew this would happen..." As he said that, he opened his suit, revealing two rows of things that looked like explosives, "Fortunately, I was prepared."