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The police station announced that Harvey, the righteous knight of Gotham City, died heroically in the heroic fight against the gangsters.

This caused a huge commotion in Gotham City, and many people were stunned. That good police officer with an upright face actually died like this? Gotham City's once-in-a-century conscience just left so suddenly? Just kidding, he also leads us to fight criminals. Many people thought it was a joke when they first heard the news. Harvey survived the hardest days, why did he suddenly die when the clown was caught?

They cannot accept this result. Under the publicity of the police and the Wayne Group, too many people believed Harvey.

Many people who were directly or indirectly saved by Harvey and received his shelter spontaneously mourned in their own homes, or went out of their homes and came to church to pray for him

In order to commemorate the justice knight who has not appeared for hundreds of years, people from all walks of life came to mourn, led by the police station.

A mournful memorial ceremony was held in the lobby of the police station. Many people came spontaneously, found a place to sit in silence, and looked up sadly at the huge photo of Harvey hanging on the wall in front of them.

"A hero is not a hero we deserve, but a hero we need, as dazzling as a knight..."

...

On a tall building far away from the police station, Batman stood on the top, facing the pattering rain, and generally did not send out. Occasionally a gust of wind blew by, mixed with icy rain and stained his body, Batman was unmoved, just watched the memorial service in a long silence.

No one will know that Harvey is no longer the Harvey that people recognize. He has become an extreme lunatic, brutally killed many people, and was killed by Batman in the end.

This will remain a secret forever buried in the history of Gotham City.

The buzz sounded suddenly, from low to high, from far to near, and reached the top of the building at an alarming speed, and looked at Batman.

"The clown said that you can either be a hero or a villain to live longer. It seems that you have already made a decision... By the way, what kind of obsession is this? You have to find the tallest building nearby before you settle down... ..."

Downey grabbed a flying machine and flew directly to the top of the tall building, staring at Batman, talking and complaining.

He was leaving, and before he left, Downey felt that he should meet Batman for the last time, as a way to see Batman off. The people he supported have already participated in the election for the next mayor,

With the efforts of him and the owl court, it will definitely be successful without accidents.

"There are some things that Harvey can't do, but I can do them, such as being a villain. Harvey has always been the one in the public perception." Under the dark mask, Batman opened his sharp but somewhat tarnished eyes. Eyes, staring at Donnie.

During these days, too many things happened, and Batman, who has excellent psychological quality, felt exhausted.

"So you take everything on yourself? Just because Gotham City needs you to be a criminal, so you are willing to be the type of person you hate the most?" Donnie pointed to the earphones on his ears, Gordon The director officially announced that starting today, the police will try their best to hunt down Batman, because Batman has caused all these terrible things.

From now on, the Dark Knight is Gotham City's most wanted man.

Batman stood like an immortal stone statue, not saying a word. He pursed his lips and refused to say a word. Although he suffered a crushing defeat in front of the clown, at least he chose the way he lost.

Downey had no choice but to jump directly from the small plane to the roof of the building. The small plane changed directly and turned into a tiny Transformer, playing in circles on the roof.

Sometimes, Downey really can't understand the thoughts of some heroes, and would rather define himself as the most hated criminal than destroy the great image of the real criminal in the public mind. But I have to say that this is what Batman should do, otherwise he is not Batman.

Knowing that this is stupid, knowing that this is another form of hypocrisy, knowing the consequences and consequences of doing this, but he still did it. Superheroes, sometimes they are a group of people who are really stupid and hopeless, but I have to say that they are a group of people who need to exist.

Downey could not accept this approach, but this did not prevent him from maintaining respect for those who did such things.

"So, you've made up your mind? Wait for Gordon to smash the bat lamp that summoned you, and then...retire like many dark forces expect?"

Downey scratched his head, thought for a while, then took out another pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and smoked one happily, then he politely handed the pack to Batman—yes, Downey Swear, who the hell doesn't know that Batman doesn't smoke, that would take a little toll on his muscular body, and he's really signaling that out of some kind of human etiquette.

Batman stared at the pack of cigarettes, pondered for a long time, then looked up at Downey, and actually took it.

"I will retire, because this city needs me to be a criminal." Batman said heavily with a hoarse voice.

The cigarette in Downey's mouth fell to the ground. He stared blankly at Batman, rubbed his eyes, and looked like he had seen a ghost. This is the wrong point, you are a mortal dark knight, how can you take away my cigarettes? !

Batman smokes? ! This is big news. Countless media will flock to Downey if he calls out now.

"You don't want to collect my fingerprints, do you want to find my skin flakes from it, so that you can clone me and deal with me in the future?" Downey looked suspicious, thinking that he had guessed the danger of Batman Carefully.

Holding the cigarette, Batman lifted him directly in front of his eyes, staring at Downey through the cigarette case.

"Batman has retired, but my eyes will be on you, no matter where you go, I will be on you. Donnie, don't commit any more crimes, don't kill any more!" said Batman.

"Who wants to fight with you, a reclusive guy? I'm about to leave Gotham City. I have more important things to do... Alas, don't you think about giving me my cigarettes?" Downey said. Still obsessed with his cigarettes.

The dark knight snorted coldly, stuffed the smoke directly into his battle armor, turned around and opened his arms, his huge cloak fluttering in the wind, he glides in the sky, leaving behind the last bat figure in the city.

There is no Batman anymore, and the people of Gotham City have lost him.

But Downey knew that this was nonsense. Batman wanted to retire, but how many years could he hide? Even if he doesn't want to move, Downey will definitely pull Master Wayne out as a thug to protect the earth. Isn't that a tall order? reading net