Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Rachel Dawes, assistant to the District Attorney of Gotham, Bruce Wayne’s childhood playmate, her mother, like Alfred, is a servant serving the Wayne family.

Since she was a child, there has been a woman’s persistent pursuit of justice, especially after the accidental death of the Wayne couple who treated her very kindly, Rachel became jealous and hateful, which was her final choice One of the reasons for this career.

After Bruce left the city, Rachel seemed to have lost one of the most important things in his life in the first year. Yes, they are childhood sweethearts, and their mutual affection is very strong. But in the next few years, Rachel adapted to this one-person life, and eventually, she and her boss made some new progress.

But at this critical moment, Bruce returned to Gotham, which surprised Rachel and was somewhat at a loss.

She wanted to reconnect with Bruce, but it was a pity that she returned to Gotham's Bruce · Wayne. She has become a playboy who has been immersed in the world of wine all day. She has seen Wayne carry a different The beauty enters and exits the cocktail party, and the boy who once looked only at her seems to be dead.

At the end of that accidental meeting at Old Gun Bar, Bruce once said to her, "None of this is the real me, the inner me is not so superficial."

But her response was, "A person's inner part is not important, what he does is important."

From that day on, Rachel and Bruce no longer had any intersection. She felt that he let her Very disappointed.

But Rachel didn’t know that Bruce in the dark was a different kind of person. As he said, he was not superficial inside, and she also didn’t know that that superficial disguise was just for protection by the son of Gotham. The person on the side of body protection, to be more precise, is to protect her.

"Why did he become like this!"

Rachel is standing on the third floor of the Arkham Asylum, standing outside Falcone’s prison, looking through the thick glass that has been completely The old man who went crazy and was strapped to the bed was hard to imagine. The disheveled, haggard and crazy old man in front of him was a gangster who called the wind and summon the rain in Gotham a few days ago.

Falcone now only says one word back and forth, "Scarecrow".

The expression on Rachel’s face is ugly. She is ready to sue Falcone. Thanks to the help of the self-proclaimed Batman's, she has enough evidence. Once the court is held, Rachel has nearly 100% Falcone can send Falcone to jail with confidence, but now, all of this has been lost.

"I remember, the Falcone family has no history of mental illness!"

Rachel turned her head and looked towards the person standing next to her, and asked very bluntly, "Can you give me an explanation Why? Why did he become like this less than 1 minute after he met with you?"

Standing next to Rachel is Dr. Crane from neat and tidy in a gray suit and hair care. As the manager of the Arkham lunatic asylum, he accompanied the unbelievers of Rachel to check on Falcone’s situation. Facing the angry Rachel’s questioning, Crane’s eyes flashed a trace of impatientness. He reached out and took off his gold spectacles. I took a handkerchief out of my pocket, and while wiping the lens, he said casually,

"In fact, many people have potential mental illness. Their absence of the disease can only show that they are good luck, not that they are He is healthy. Unfortunately, Ms. Rachel and Mr. Falcone belong to that kind of hidden patient. You should be thankful that you were not present when he became ill, otherwise he will definitely hurt you."

Crane is full of I took a look at Rachel curvaceous figure maliciously, shook the head,

"Okay, Miss Rachel, I’m very busy. I don’t have time here to argue with you about these obvious things. In this regard, I’m an expert. You want to question me. Please show evidence. If there is nothing else, I’ll go ahead and do it yourself."

After that, Crane puts his glasses on his eyes. Go up, beckon to Rachel, and then walk towards the old elevator.

"I have applied for judicial testing, Mr. Crane, the forensic doctor from Star City will arrive in Gotham tomorrow morning, as you said, because you are an expert in this area."

Rachel stood on the spot holding her shoulders and sneered at Crane's back, "So if I want to question you, I have to find another expert. After Mr. Hoffer makes a judgment, I think the truth will come to light. "

Crane's footsteps in this brief moment finally stopped. In a place where Rachel couldn't see, a touch of murderous intention flashed in Crane's eyes as moist as a lover, and his expression was hideous. , But when he turned around, his face returned to that hypocritical smile.

"Okay okay, Miss Rachel, you are really a headache."

Crane rubbed her forehead and made a "please" gesture to her,

"Then please come with me. Actually, I do have some material about Falcone's madness, which may be helpful to your investigation."

Crane's expression is very sincere, Rachel doubts Looking at him, until ten seconds later, the young assistant prosecutor breathed a sigh of relief, and stroked his maroon hair with a smile in his eyes.

"Isn’t it better to cooperate early? Mr. Crane, as long as Falcone is sent to jail, there will be no intersection between us."

Rachel indifferently confronts the present. The doctor said, "Then lead the way, Dr. Crane, I hope this time's cooperation can improve my impression of you."

"Of course!"

Crane smiled I moved my finger, "I think we will become friends. I absolutely believe this. Okay, come with me, Miss Rachel, my office is underground. You know, the design of this lunatic asylum is very unreasonable. It’s too noisy."

Crane's words are not groundless. The Arkham lunatic asylum was established a long time ago. It used to be a comprehensive hospital ten years ago. Yes, it started during the Great Depression. At that time, in that special era, designers would not consider the comfort of this hospital for the poor. In fact, the original intention of this hospital was to provide a support for the homeless poor people. Own opportunity.

But later, along with the plan’s advocates, that is, the accidental deaths of the Wayne and his wife, this newly built hospital was also covered with a veil of misfortune, which was eventually accompanied by the continued decline of the narrow island. , And became uninterested until Crane's arrived.

He is an excellent manager and operator. Under his command, the old Arkham lunatic asylum ushered in pure gains for the first time, although some people from the narrow island complained to the government about this There are often horrible wailings in this lunatic asylum, but no one will actually come to investigate.

Rachel walked into the elevator that exuded a strange smell. She vaguely remembered that the style of this elevator was the design that she had seen in Wayne Manor when she was a child and was abandoned long ago. Before pressing the button , You also need to use a key to unlock.

The same primitive key was held in Crane's hand.

When the elevator doors were slowly closing, Rachel suddenly had an urge to get out of the cage-like elevator. She suddenly realized that she knew nothing about Crane except for his disgust. , And going to his office with a weak girl like her and such a villain does not seem to be a reassuring thing.

Rachel took a step back slightly and leaned on the metal elevator. Her hands touched her pockets. The left pocket contained the electric shock device she carried, and the right pocket contained a The dagger with a sheath was a "present" from Cyber ​​to her.

Rachel didn’t like this overly violent self-protection weapon, but at this moment, when her fingers touched the surface of the dagger, an indescribable sense of security returned to her body. , And brought back something called courage.

"ding"

The elevator opened on the first floor of the basement. Crane walked out without saying a word. Rachel followed him and walked into the wall where the paint had begun to fall. Come on, hell, this place looks exactly like the scenes in those third-rate horror movies.

Rachel started to regret it, but out of justice insisted that she still kept up with Crane's, this guy who always liked to mock others, at this time did not say a word, holding the elevator key in her hand Step forward quickly, and at the very front of this terrible corridor where only overhead lights are shining, there is a closed blue door.

"It's there, I put all the information there."

Crane looked back at Rachel, and said with some surprise, "Miss Rachel, your face looks a little bit Oops, do you need to take a break?"

Rachel shook the head, a faintly discernable smell passed into her nostrils. She gritted her teeth and reached out to take out the electric shock device and the dagger. , Hidden in her sleeve.

"peng"

Crane's put his hands on the blue door and pushed it outwards. A dark room appeared in front of Rachel, and she cautiously walked into it. What I saw was not a house full of materials, but a corridor-shaped second floor. Below, there were busy workers wearing white suits, wearing tight masks and protective measures. , That kind of horrible costume, it is easy to think of things related to viruses.

As Rachel walked into the room and stood by the railing, Crane snapped his fingers. The person working below lifts the head and saw the beauty of the prosecutor who broke into this dark kingdom.

Rachel noticed that some of the brawny man still had weapons in their hands. They were cold firearms, while others in white suits prepared those workers. The green liquid was diluted, and then poured along the break in the two water pipes into the tap water pipe that was connected to the narrow island and the entire Gotham.

No matter what they are doing, this is not like a normal mental hospital.

"Pa"

Crane snapped his fingers again and attracted Rachel's gaze to him. At this time, Crane no longer had the intellectual temperament, he appeared Crazed and evil, he held a scarecrow bag woven with a rag bag and black thread in his left hand. He looked at Rachel, and the eyes under his glasses sparkled with naked malice and mockery.

"Welcome to my place, Rachel Dawes, this is the truth about Arkham and Falcone you have been looking for."

Crane puts that scary mask on On his head, his voice became weird and hoarse under the effect of the voice changer.

"In the outside world, power is powerhouse, and here, consciousness is more important. Welcome to...my kingdom of fear!"

Crane is like watching a weak prey fall Like a hunter struggling in a trap, he stretched out his left hand. There was a black watch on his wrist. He tapped the watch with his finger.

"Give you 30 seconds, run, little Girl! This is your last chance to escape!"

Rachel's breathing became hurried. When Crane said this, she moved towards the door and threw out, neither did Crane Anxiously, he laughed and walked out of the room, the bunch of keys flicking back and forth on his fingers.

Rachel hurriedly rushed into the elevator, frantically pressed the button on the first floor, then took out her mobile phone, edited a text message, and sent it to her few friends, just pressing the send button. At the same time as pressing, the elevator door in front of you opened, and what you saw was the face of a scary scarecrow and the green gas ejected from Crane's cuffs.

"Oh, big gift pack! Surprise is not a surprise?"

"Rachel...you sent yourself to hell, I think Bruce · Wayne will love us next time The "gift" he gave him, he thought the League of Shadows would let him and his city go, but for his betrayal, we never forgot! We destroy this place, destroy everything, from you...from Bruce · Wayne The favorite woman begins! Hahaha...ah!!!”

Crane's laughter is not over yet, Rachel, who inhaled the fear of poison qi, felt that the surrounding scenes began to be distorted. Both things stabbed out.

The huge amount of electric current erupting in an instant made Crane's body stay in place, and the dagger in the other hand fiercely pierced into Crane's arm.

But it ends here. As a forward in the League of Shadows, Crane has also undergone rigorous training. The pain is not enough to defeat him. Rachel trembled and struggled, but with bloody air, his nose was puffing. Then, Crane grabbed her beautiful hair, pulled her down, dragged her to the ground, and moved towards the factory where poison qi was processed and walked over.

The blood ticked down on the ground. In the corner of the elevator, on the phone whose screen had been broken, there was an icon shining brightly.

"Send completed".