On Arkham's roads at night.
A red-painted motorcycle sped along.
Its custom engine roared at high speed, and pale blue flames streamed from the four exhaust pipes in the rear, like a jet engine.
"Whoa! This bike's pretty great, but where did it come from?"
Miao Mu rode the motorcycle, feeling its breakneck speed. There was no way WM Group could have made something like this.
Forget two months—even two years would not have been enough to produce this custom high-speed motorcycle.
The industrial capability behind it was simply terrifying. Whether it was the engine, the shock-absorbing frame, or the aerodynamic design—
None of it could have been developed overnight.
"I don't know. On my birthday, Aunt Brucie took me somewhere. It was huge and had everything, even cars shaped like armored vehicles."
Jason, wearing a helmet and motorcycle protective gear behind him, shouted, "I remember it seemed to be some kind of partnership, and they said I could pick a commemorative gift, so they let me choose one."
"Huh? Could that place have been Wayne Enterprises?"
Miao Mu thought it over. Gotham only had one place that fit the description: Wayne Enterprises' underground warehouse.
Bane had led mercenaries through tunnels into it and armed enough people to form a special operations unit capable of taking over Gotham.
There were high-tech corporate groups like that, as well as LexCorp's laboratories and warehouses in neighboring Metropolis.
Still, Arkham District had changed quite a lot. The once-barren land had all turned into construction sites.
In some places, lights were still on as materials were being unloaded.
"Where exactly is the funding for all this real estate development coming from?"
Miao Mu shouted back curiously.
Jason answered, "WM Group's construction company won the city government bid, and there's also been a huge amount