The armor was loaded into a large truck and sent to Archie Goodwin International Airport in northwestern Gotham, where it would be loaded onto a heavy transport plane bound for somewhere near Kansas.
After saying goodbye to Li Jie, Barry and Diana left to make their final preparations for battle.
"Are you scared?" Li Jie glanced at Alfred beside him. "You don't look too good."
"To be honest, Sheriff." Alfred sighed and replied with a polite smile, "Not a day goes by when I'm not afraid. It may be unlucky to say this, but I always worry that one day Master Bruce will leave and never come back."
"Don't worry."
Li Jie patted the butler's arm and consoled him. "Worrying won't help anyway. Even if you tell him, he won't listen."
"Er..." Alfred nodded. "Your way with words is truly... distinctive."
"Everyone says that," Li Jie replied proudly, then called to Bane, who was sitting in a chair, lost in thought. "Let's go. You're not staying for dinner. Oh, right..."
He turned back to Alfred. "Don't let Jonathan and the others know about Clark for now. I'm leaving everything here in your hands."
"Understood. I'll be careful, Sheriff."
Alfred saw them out through the Batcave's secret passage. The two climbed into the Patrol Van, which groaned as if it were on its last legs and crawled slowly along the considerably emptier streets.
Caught in the shock waves during the earlier battle, its body was covered in dents and scrapes, as though a giant's fingers had casually squeezed it. Half the driver's side window was shattered. Bane tugged the door handle, and the passenger door promptly clattered to the ground.
"This is fine. It's cooler this way." Li Jie shrugged. "Makes more sense than the whole vehicle falling apart with only