Ririko's fingers slowly loosened around the gun.
She slowly lowered it. "...Are you really Bruce? Then why were you killing people in the casino?"
The man turned his head, tilting it slightly toward the casino.
"They were forcing a woman to pay off her debt with her body in there. It was only right for me to step in, wasn't it?"
Ririko hesitated, then slowly took a step forward. "So that's what happened..."
She looked into his eyes. "It looks like you really are Bruce."
The impostor opened his arms to her and said gently, "Trust me. Let's go back to Wayne Manor together."
Ririko nodded. "Sure."
She took another step forward.
Just as the distance between them shrank to three paces, the fake Bruce suddenly froze.
Supple strands of hair had wrapped around his entire body.
Black hair surged out of the alley's walls and ground like growing strands of dark spider silk, instantly coiling around his entire body and binding his arms and legs.
The fake Bruce tried to break free, but the hair only tightened. Somewhat stunned, he said, "Ririko... did you do this?"
Ririko stood before him and said coldly, "How can I confirm who you are without seeing what's under that mask?"
She quickly reached out and ripped the mask off his face.
But when she saw the face beneath it, her breath suddenly caught-
It really was Bruce's face.
Those blue eyes, those handsome features-they weren't merely similar. They were identical.
The black strands loosened for a moment as she stared in shock.
The fake Bruce abruptly broke free, shoved her aside, and ran deeper into the alley. His figure flashed around a corner and vanished into the darkness.
Ririko stumbled back several steps before regaining her balance, still holding the mask she had