Exposure

"But you're still afraid, of us." The old man was, after all, a man of strong will, and quickly calmed his mind. "Because this time, it's not the police department, not the government, but a very powerful department! They have their own army, their own intelligence..."

Bruce walked behind Salvatore, increasing the pressure on him.

"A department like this is destined to only care about results, not about the evidence you talk about... Moreover, you, the leaders of Gotham City's underground gangs, are undoubtedly guilty!"

Salvatore wavered. This was exactly what he feared. He and the other bosses had received no prior warning about this operation, meaning it was entirely the work of forces outside Gotham City. And such a force, as Batman said, would they really care about evidence or not...

So after a moment of silence, the new godfather of the Manoni family spoke.

"All I know is that some desperate individuals have gathered near Papa Degas Tavern at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and Third Avenue. That's a no-man's-land agreed upon by all of us bosses. If the Joker is hiding, he can only be hiding there..."

Bingo!

Whether it was Batman or Nick Fury and the others questioning outside the interrogation room, they all snapped their fingers internally. Perhaps the Joker was cunning as a ghost, but the people under him couldn't have appeared out of thin air. As long as they found these people, they would naturally find the Joker.

And for the gang bosses who controlled all of Gotham City's underground forces, finding a group of people who didn't belong to them or their allies (or rivals) was incredibly easy. After all, the daily necessities and operational equipment of these guys were controlled by these bosses. If they didn't move, it was fine, but once they moved, the bosses would naturally know where they were. As long as they were given time...

After questioning the other bosses, Bruce and Nick, Hill, and the others unanimously agreed that the Joker and his accomplices were hiding at the intersection of Fifth and Third Avenues. They were about to set off immediately when the last gang boss in the interrogation room, a Black person who had always held a grudge against the Joker, Gambo, suddenly said, "I know you want to go after the Joker, but I advise you, sir or madam, this guy is not to be trifled with!"

"Although I don't want to admit it, this guy is completely crazy!" He said to his old enemy, Batman. "Not only did he plan to kill ten civilians, but the entire Gotham City was within his calculations... If it weren't for the soldiers interfering..."

Bruce's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the gang leader by the collar, lifting him up. "What do you know? Tell me!"

"I don't know anything! Batman, me telling you this doesn't mean we're even. I just dislike that guy who makes my skin crawl! Listen, all I know is that he bought a large batch of explosives from Salvatore of the Manoni family. Before that..."

"As for where it will be used," the gang leader laughed like a night owl, "I don't know!"

Black Widow and Hill's eyes narrowed. Just as they were about to say something to Director Fury, Nick waved his hand first. "Go investigate where this batch of explosives went!"

"Yes, sir!"

Hill and Black Widow quickly took their orders and left.

Meanwhile, Batman slammed Gambo against the wall and angrily said, "What else do you know!"

The Black person coughed painfully. Batman loosened his grip slightly and said, "Tell me what you know, and I'll ask the judge for leniency appropriately..."

The gang boss sneered. "The judge? Do you think the underground kings of Gotham City are afraid of Gotham City's judges? Please! If it weren't for the large number of soldiers you found from who knows where, what do you think you could have done to us? Batman!"

Hearing another underground leader so openly disregard and provoke them, even the usually invisible Mayor of Gotham City couldn't help but break out in a sweat.

Nick Fury glanced at him. "Don't worry, Mr. Mayor, we're not here to fight corruption. We're not interested in your mess..."

Whether it was true or not, the high-ranking official's heart settled a little. Forgetting his composure, he said obsequiously, "Then, Officer..."

"Shut up!" Nick's expression suddenly changed.

The Mayor thought he had said something wrong and that this guy was too disrespectful. He only heard Batman in the interrogation room throw the gang boss he was holding in anger, "Are you telling the truth?"

Gambo groaned in pain, then burst into laughter, "Naturally! You just wait to collect the corpses of Harvey Dent and his woman, hahaha~~~"

Aeo's eyes narrowed. He hadn't expected the Joker to kidnap the Two-Face and Rachel from the original plot so quickly. Shouldn't Harvey have put himself in danger, pretending to be Batman to lure out the Joker, and then been captured after Batman, Jim Gordon, and him joined forces to arrest the Joker?

As expected, the plot could only be used as a reference. Anyone who took it seriously was a fool... He quickly asked the Smart Terminal, "Eiffel! Didn't I tell you to monitor Harvey Dent and his girlfriend? How could this happen..."

At this moment, the Smart Butler finally noticed that the targets were in trouble, "Found them. Just now, a group of people hijacked Prosecutor Harvey and his girlfriend Rachel... Master, one is heading towards Second Avenue, and the other is on Cicero Boulevard!"

"Which side is the woman Batman fancies on?" The situation was urgent, and Aeo couldn't hide anything anymore. His feet left the ground, and he floated up—yes, after ten years, Zhou Xiao could fly!

"2505 Second Avenue!" Eiffel stated with certainty.

Whoosh, Fortier, the Galactic Remnant, the Empire's new generation supreme Military Leader, finally bared his fangs!

Beep beep beep.

In the relevant department, the monitoring room responsible for monitoring Gotham City's airspace suddenly sounded a piercing alarm.

"What's going on?" a colonel on duty shouted loudly.

"Uh..." A soldier operating the equipment checked for a while, then wiped his eyes in shock, looking as if he had seen a ghost. "Report, officer, an unidentified flying object is rapidly passing through our airspace... a person?"

"What?" The colonel didn't understand at first and frowned, "You mean Iron Man?"

"No." The soldier's expression was strange, and he hesitated to speak. "It's not the one from the Stark family. That one has our military's identification code. It's..."

"Who is it then?" The colonel was impatient and roared at the innocent private. "Answer my question, soldier!"

The soldier struggled for a long time, then simply brought up the image and said, "Superman?"

"..."