Watching the huge bat car swiftly disappear in the burning streets with agile movements that don't match its size, Mason, who got off the car, released his beloved blue motorcycle while mourning for Nightwing for a few seconds.

He already guessed who the traitor in the Bat Family was when he found Batman in the garbage can in the Crime Alley.

Although every member of the Bat Family has their own psychological trauma, the truth is that although the master doesn't understand the atmosphere of a family, he does take care of his children well.

There is only one person in the Bat Family who can make a child make up his mind to betray his "father" in such a painful encounter.

Well, now it should be two.

"Beep beep"

The buzzing sound of the flying motorcycle sounded twice, and then it soared into the sky with the twist of the throttle.

Mason didn't have the mood to appreciate the chaotic Gotham at night. He decided to rush to Batman's hiding place at the fastest speed. The flying motorcycle in supersonic flight was astonishingly fast, and the chaotic night scene around him turned into a psychedelic dance of lights in Mason's eyes.

"This city is already ugly when it's quiet, and now it's boiling like a pot of bad medicine, even the smell is nauseating."

He complained in his heart and then accelerated, only to awkwardly find that he had flown over.

Almost flew to the sea.

There's no way, the speed is too fast.

It's difficult to control the details accurately, always unable to stop at the right place, especially for restless young people.

It took him a few minutes to make himself fall into the abandoned factory in the suburbs of the city under the disguise of the night, and then put away his beloved motorcycle and put on his invisibility cloak to move towards Batman's hiding place.

But before he took a few steps, Mason saw the pin on his collar emitting a faint light.

There is an invisible person nearby!

Mason narrowed his eyes and continued to move forward pretending not to notice. When he turned a corner, he quickly covered the hood of his invisibility cloak on his head and disappeared instantly.

He was very suspicious whether the assassins from the Assassin's League had found their way here.

Or maybe this place has been exposed, and the lunatics from Arkham are planning to surprise their "old friend" by rushing into the Bat Family headquarters?

With such doubts, Mason climbed to a high point under the protection of the invisibility cloak.

He took out the critical hit hunting gun, opened the safety, and with the sound of the bullet being loaded, the combat assistant was activated, and the floating crosshair quickly moved in Mason's field of vision.

This is what he found out before.

The combat assistant function can be turned off in the character card. To be honest, after the shooting skill reaches level 3, except for long-range sniping, the floating crosshair of the combat assistant will affect Mason's "shooting experience" while moving.

But it is still very useful for "catching mice".

Especially in such poor visibility, the young man took a sip of "cat eye" potion.

The world under the night suddenly became clear and turned into "black and white mode" under the disguise of darkness, and everything hidden in the dark could not escape Mason's eyes.

Soon, the floating crosshair captured two figures crawling into the abandoned factory from the outside.

These two guys are very professional! They know how to use cover and shadows to hide. It seems that they are well-prepared. They seem to know that Batman has set up a firepower defense line specifically here, so they are very cautious.

This made Mason squint his eyes because he found that one of the guys looked familiar no matter how he looked at him...

Gordon?

Did he escape from the attack of the Assassin's League on the police station?

But who is the person beside him?

Could it be a spy from the Assassin's League?

Unclear about the enemy, shoot first and ask questions later.

"Whoosh"

The gun with a homemade engineering silencer made a piercing but much quieter sound than a normal gun. The person next to Gordon fell down in response, clutching his leg and rolling on the ground.

Gordon seemed to be startled.

But he didn't run away, but instead stood up and blocked the person who was knocked down in front of him, shouting something towards the direction of the gunshot.

"Is it a friend?"

Mason raised an eyebrow, put away his gun, and playfully removed his hood in front of Gordon, playing a "magic trick" in front of him.

This scene almost gave the former commissioner a heart attack, but after seeing Mason's face, Gordon immediately relaxed.

The commissioner still had blood stains and wounds on his face, and his police uniform was torn and tattered, indicating that he had just rushed out of the battlefield.

But Mason signaled him not to speak.

He pulled out a double-barreled pistol and pressed it against the person who was struggling with pain on the ground. The cold muzzle was against the person's forehead, and he asked loudly:

"How did you find this place?"

"Mason! This is Tim! Tim Drake."

Gordon hurriedly explained:

"He is the third generation Robin! He can be trusted."

"No, he is not trustworthy for now."

Mason said without lifting his head:

"There is a traitor in the Bat Family. Batman almost died in the Crime Alley. Why do you think he hasn't appeared for two days in a row?

Tell me!

Tim, how did you find this base? Did you betray Bruce Wayne?"

"I knew it."

Tim, who was pressed to the ground by Mason, is a young man, but he is slightly older than Mason.

He looks about twenty years old, and his short black hair is like Nightwing's. He has a slender figure and obvious muscles, indicating that he has been exercising for many years.

He didn't resist being pressed to the ground, but just gasped in pain and said:

"I knew something was wrong when the Bat Network just went down. I just didn't expect things to get this bad. Mason, although we haven't met, we fought together in Blackgate Prison.

Can you give me a painkiller first?

Your shot almost broke my leg bone."

"The bullet went through the calf, grazed the bone, and flew out the other side. There will be no other sequelae except for pain and scars. Tim, I aimed before shooting!

Don't play tricks."

Mason said coldly:

"You still haven't said how you found this place?"

"I am Gotham's best private detective!"

Tim gasped and said:

"When I sensed something was wrong with the Bat Network, I immediately activated the plan I had been preparing. By observing the movements of the people around Batman and comparing them with the actions of Dr. Leslie and Mr. Lucius, I found this place.

Except for the part where I installed a locator on their car, the other reasoning and judgment processes were not difficult at all."

"That sounds like a good reason."

Mason put away his gun, took a healing potion from his chest, and handed it to Tim at Alfred's gesture.

Tim looked at the strange-colored liquid in his hand and held his nose to drink the sticky potion.

"Orange flavor, I like it."

The young third-generation Robin licked his lips and was helped up by Gordon. They followed Mason and headed towards the base.

He will be able to move on his own in one minute, and when they enter the underground elevator, Tim looks at the already healed wound on his leg in surprise.

It can be seen that the young man's scientific worldview has also been shattered by this magical potion.

And this is exactly what Mason hopes to see.

"Click"

The heavy door of the secret base thirty meters underground opens. When Mason and the other three enter, Batman has already put on his titanium alloy mechanical-style black armor, but without his helmet.

At this time, he is standing in front of the wall full of monitors, and Alfred, holding a cup of coffee, is operating the backup and independent Batcomputer.

And on the monitors scattered throughout the city, you can see the chaotic scenes happening in Gotham now.

Although the man's face is not visible, Mason has already guessed how cold his expression must be, just like the anger burning in his eyes.

Even though Gotham is recognized as a cesspool by the world.

But this cesspool belongs to Batman, and he will not allow these destroyers to run rampant in his city.

"Hush!"

Catwoman, who is also wearing her battle suit next to him, makes a gesture to Mason, indicating that he should not speak at this time.

But Mason shook his head and said softly:

"I just came back from Arkham. The bad news is that the Assassin's League has reached an agreement with the lunatics there. With their efficiency, the super villains in Arkham Asylum are probably the vanguard of the chaos caused by Ra's al Ghul in the city.

They may enter the city soon, and Gotham is about to face destruction.

But that's not the scariest part.

Releasing these scums from the Assassin's League is just to attract your attention and the attention of your warriors. They are secretly preparing for something more dangerous.

That 'Day of Reckoning' plan..."

"Cracking those pieces of information has always been Barbara's responsibility."

Alfred, the butler, said softly.

This old man, who has experienced war and is still a top spy, has apparently guessed some terrible truth. He glanced at Bruce Wayne and chose not to continue.

After nearly ten seconds of silence, Batman finally spoke.

He put on his helmet with his back to Mason and connected the mechanical armor's plates to his face and neck, adjusting the specifications to fit Batman's face and neck.

Finally, with a slight click, the cold and stylish helmet and the main body of the armor made of special titanium alloy were completely connected into an unshakable whole.

This action seems to represent Batman's choice.

The master, with his iconic hoarse and cold voice, said:

"Tim, I need you to leave Gotham City and go to Central City to the Str Laboratory as quickly as possible. Find Dr. Silas Stone and use the professional equipment there to reset and secure the communication of the Justice League Watchtower.

I need the members of the Justice League to get involved in this situation."

"Don't you have a special response mechanism or something?"

Mason said suspiciously:

"Even with Superman's super hearing, he should be able to rush here first when something happens in Gotham, right? After all, you have such a good relationship..."

"I can't tell you the answer yet, Mason."

Batman shook his head and said:

"All I can say is that the Justice League is responsible for something very important. Compared to the seriousness of that matter, what is happening in Gotham is insignificant.

We reset the team's operating mode several months ago.

Unless a member actively requests it, other members will not intervene in similar situations. But now it seems that this new operating mode is being exploited by Ra's al Ghul."

"How can I get there?"

Tim, the third-generation Robin, was not afraid, but he was very troubled and said:

"The original Bat Network has been infiltrated by the Assassin's League. They are monitoring the entire city. There is no way to leave here with ordinary transportation.

Unless we use the Batwing.

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But the Batcave... I guess it has been occupied, right?"

"Thirty minutes ago, elite black-clad assassins entered Wayne Manor."

Alfred sighed and said:

"They imprisoned all the servants in the manor and destroyed my favorite car. You're right, Tim, the Batcave has been taken over.

They are

cracking the security program there.

If we don't take action, in at most two hours, all the weapons there will be used by them.

In addition, the Red Knight who attacked Master Wayne also attacked Wayne Tower before, and Lucius and everyone in the tower were taken hostage..."

At this point, the old butler glanced at Mason with a strange look and said:

"But because Wayne Industries' R&D lab was recently 'robbed', the Batman's combat equipment stored there was looted, indirectly causing the Assassin's League's raid to be in vain.

This is an unexpected good thing."

The young man shrugged.

He exchanged a glance with Catwoman and almost laughed.

"We must act separately!"

Master Wayne looked at the monitor on the wall.

He tried hard to suppress his anger and maintain the necessary calmness. He turned around and projected a three-dimensional sand table of Gotham City on the high-tech console.

He said to everyone in front of him:

"After Grayson comes back, he, Tim, Selina, and Alfred will go to reclaim the Batcave. Gordon, I will go to Wayne Tower to rescue the hostages there. You should gather as many police officers as possible and contact the nearby National Guard to enter Gotham.

After recapturing the Batcave, Tim will immediately set off to Central City for help.

After leaving the range of Gotham, you can send a signal to Star City. It is closer to us, and Green Arrow should be able to come to support in the most critical moment.

We must advance our tasks at the fastest speed. This chaos must be ended tonight!

Once it is delayed until tomorrow, once the super villains from Arkham Asylum join this "carnival," more people will die."

"I have two questions!"

Mason raised his hand and said:

"First, you haven't fully recovered! You should lie back in bed so as not to waste the final stage of strengthening your body with my potion.

At least delay your departure for an hour to let it take effect as much as possible.

I know you are in a hurry.

But don't rush."

The young man looked at the silent master and asked the second question:

"I came here with a gun. Don't you plan to give me a task? Is it because I disgusted you with the massacre at the Iceberg Lounge?"

"There are reasons and concerns in this regard."

Master Wayne raised his head, and the eyes under the more textured metal helmet stared at Mason without any guilt.

He said:

"Grayson had already controlled the situation, but you still chose to kill them. This is no longer self-defense, Mason, you are creating a massacre.

But...

I still invite you to join tonight's operation!

My personal likes and dislikes cannot be placed above the lives of countless people in this city. Your behavior in the past period has also proved that you follow your own more radical standards of good and evil.

At this moment, you can be trusted.

I really hope you can restrain the cold killing intent in your heart, Mason.

But if the situation requires it, I won't force it."

The young man looked at Batman in astonishment.

He had already prepared to be reprimanded and even prepared to be kicked out of here.

He knows very well how cold-hearted this man in front of him is, and his determination is as firm as the most hopeless mental patient.

But he didn't expect tonight's master to accept the massacre he had just committed so calmly. Actually, thinking about it carefully, Batman had just instructed Tim to seek Green Arrow's help.

Green Arrow's style... well, except for the unique and quite chic knockout arrow, anything else he takes out is much colder and darker than Mason's actions tonight.

Maybe, as the master said, the situation forced it?

Mason didn't expect Batman to spend time explaining these to him. At the same time, Alfred put down his coffee cup, and the old butler looked at the monitor in front of him.

He said in a low voice:

"Young Master Wayne, Master Dick has returned, and he brought... Barbara."