He returned to the Batmobile alone, ignoring the alarms blaring inside Arkham Asylum.
"Let's go."
With a strange smile on his face, Yang Bo spoke softly to Batman.
Batman frowned slightly, looking puzzled beneath his cowl. "You didn't find Harley Quinn?"
"I found her. It's taken care of."
Yang Bo leaned back lazily in his seat, then said, "Now we just need to go to the place Joker told us about."
Batman fell silent, stepped on the gas, and sped away toward the abandoned building on the outskirts.
He was deeply worried about Gordon's safety. He had already learned that Joker hadn't just kidnapped Gordon this time. Gordon's daughter, Barbara, had also gone missing, and it looked as though Joker had taken her too.
The Batmobile raced down the road. Yellow streetlights flashed past on either side, their light alternately illuminating Yang Bo's face and leaving it in shadow.
The atmosphere inside the car was heavy. Batman remained worried about Gordon's safety, but just then, Yang Bo suddenly said, "Mind if I have a smoke?"
"You probably know that smokers always want one when they're nervous or excited."
Batman nodded and pressed a button, activating a powerful ventilation system. Whatever else his Batmobile lacked, it certainly had no shortage of little features.
"Yang Bo, you don't need to be nervous. Gordon will be all right."
He was worried that the situation with Joker might affect Yang Bo's emotional state. Playing with people's minds was what Joker did best, after all, and he had clearly set his sights on Yang Bo.
Yang Bo took out a cigarette and a metal lighter, a gift Gordon had given him after seeing him smoke.
With a crisp click, the flame cast a faint glow. Yang Bo held the cigarette between his lips and took