A human among humans, a bat among bats, Batman Bruce Wayne, who could jump 1.5 meters straight up from a standing start, took Chen Mo's hand.
Using it for leverage, he stepped over the drainage ditch in the Back Alley, then looked down at White Widow, who was slung over Chen Mo's shoulder.
White Widow was looking at him too.
Her mouth was still sealed with webbing.
That did not stop her from using her eyes to finish the cursing she had left unfinished earlier.
The curses were very foul.
Her calculations were very well hidden too.
Three people had escaped through the same ventilation duct.
One was Bruce Wayne, who had suddenly appeared at Tahlara Palace, and another was an Asian waiter who could shoot webs.
Bruce also had Batarangs hidden on him.
It was hard to say just what White Widow had deduced at this point.
But to keep her from getting any closer to the right answer, Bruce released Chen Mo's hand. As Chen Mo turned with White Widow on his back, Bruce slapped the side of her neck with a smack, outside her field of vision.
White Widow's eyes closed.
Before her body went limp, Chen Mo hurriedly supported her head.
"Couldn't you warn me before you do that?"
"She's seen our faces."
"I know, but I'm still carrying her. That hit came so suddenly, you made it look like she was illegal baggage I'd stolen somewhere and you'd just discovered."
Bruce reached out to check White Widow's pupils.
"Twenty minutes."
"You even have a knockout timer? Are you sure she'll wake up after twenty minutes and absolutely won't wake up before then?"
"Not necessarily. Experience."
White Widow lay motionless over Chen Mo's shoulder.
Chen Mo looked at her, then at Bruce, who was taking his