Chen Mo and Peter followed Bruce down into the Batcave.
When they came out again, both spiders had their masks on and traveled across the rooftops while the Batmobile turned the corner below.
Of course, it was mainly Bat who needed a change of clothes. A Nanotech Suit required no changing; such cutting-edge nanotech equipment let you put on your Armor while walking down the stairs, looking incredibly cool.
Venom mixed with Nano Armor was even better.
As for why all three of them hadn't taken the Batmobile?
Answer: the Batmobile only had two seats...
The office of a certain supervisor who looked about to die, and therefore didn't deserve a name, was right beside the street.
Harvey had arrived earlier, with two officers beside him.
Seeing the Batmobile stop, he had barely taken half a step forward to meet it when a scream suddenly came from inside.
The street-facing window shattered, scattering broken glass across the ground.
Peter had just landed when he caught the female employee rushing out the door. The woman had lost a high heel and pointed inside, unable to form a complete sentence.
"He, he's going to kill someone..."
"Okay, ma'am, got it. Our Gotham villains are as dedicated to their jobs as ever. They absolutely won't start fighting until the superheroes arrive. Actually, I've always suspected they just want to see me. You could've just called me. Oh, he's a new villain. He doesn't have my number."
Chen Mo chattered away as he vaulted over the windowsill.
Behind the desk, a man was scrambling backward on all fours.
Mr. Freeze, Victor Fries, stood a few steps away from him, tracking his head with the spray gun in his hand. Just as the muzzle dipped, a web wrapped around the barrel and yanked it