Just as her finger touched the dial button, the screen suddenly switched to an incoming call. Harvey was calling her.
Ririko answered. "Hello?"
Harvey's steady voice came through. "Ririko, have you seen the reports online?"
Hugging a cushion, Ririko gave a laugh, trying to sound casual. "The photos with those girls? They must be fake."
Harvey paused, choosing his words before he slowly spoke:
"I think... something's been off with Bruce lately."
The smile on Ririko's lips faded a little. "Off how?"
"Some cases I've come across these past two days seem to be connected to him, though there's no solid evidence."
Ririko's curiosity was immediately piqued. "What cases?"
"A murder," Harvey said briefly. "The eyewitness's description of the killer's appearance, height, and clothes all pretty much matched Bruce."
After hearing him out, Ririko couldn't help growing suspicious herself.
She remembered Ra's al Ghul mentioning that the League of Shadows' pool wasn't simply a place for healing wounds.
People with weak wills would become bloodthirsty, irritable, and hungry for destruction after soaking in it.
And Bruce had been going out as Batman more often lately. Didn't that fit his need to vent through violence?
She asked Harvey, "Do you have any other information?"
Harvey said, "It's not convenient to discuss it over the phone. I'll come over... I'm nearby anyway."
Apparently, he'd wanted to come over all along. She didn't call him out, merely answering softly, "Okay. I'll wait for you."
Before long, Harvey rang the apartment's doorbell.
He brought his laptop, his expression grave, as though he'd been through an exhausting internal struggle.
He opened the laptop on the dining table and pulled up several sets of surveillance camera images.
Harvey pointed to one of the photos. "This is footage from three days ago."
It showed the profile of