Psychopath: Meeting the Real Deal

Sato Miwako pondered for a moment upon hearing this. After a short while, she raised her gaze to look around the empty rooftop, and finally nodded in relief, "Well, let's leave this matter to Miss Bat to handle."

"Miss Bat?"

Fujino could not help but freeze for a second, "Can you determine her gender?"

"Yes!"

Sato Miwako crossed her arms and said firmly, "Although she didn't say whether she was a man or a woman, and even said she was an armed helicopter last time... but judging by how evasive she was, I am completely certain she is a woman!"

Fujino, "..."

So you still think I'm a woman?

And you sound quite determined?

Don't assume Xiao Hei's gender, alright?

Gradually, night fell.

Inside an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs of Tokyo.

Xiao Hei, wearing a white robe, held a bucket of cold water and splashed it straight onto a man who was sitting in the exact center of the warehouse with his hands bound to a chair.

"Ah—!!"

The bomb maker was splashed awake with a start, still screaming before he could recover his senses.

"Slap!"

Fujino reached out, stepping forward with a fierce slap to the face.

The effect of the slap was outstanding.

The bomb maker was snapped back to his senses by the blow.

Regaining his wits, he opened his eyes and looked at the white-robed, hooded figure in front of him, whose face was pitch-black under the hood. He immediately froze in astonishment and blurted out, "Batman?!"

"So you recognize me."

Fujino stepped forward and said playfully, "Mr. Bomb Maker?"

"Y-You're!"

Hearing that familiar voice, the bomb maker instantly recognized the other's identity, "You're the guy from earlier!"

"That's right, looks like you recognized me too."

Fujino nodded, letting out a light chuckle, "Since