Chapter 22 (1/2)

In the huge bat cave, only the voice of Vik's shouting is left. She continues her performance in front of the camera, and has decided to take today's date as a lucky number in the future.

Not only survived the death knell, but also saw many dark secrets that had not been thought of before. The big news she got one day today is the same as that of the past year. She is now in a very happy mood and has strengthened her determination to engage in the news industry.

Unfortunately, Barbara's side, she's not so happy.

Originally she thought bat girl was a hero of the city, but it turned out to be like this.

Bat girl has a dark heart, does not believe anyone, just listen to know what kind of life she is living.

Seeing this machine, as well as the surveillance of all the people in the city, Barbara has the emptiness of idolatry disillusionment.

Su Ming looked at her as if she was completely distracted, and now several people are still waiting for her results, reaching out and shaking in front of her.

”I said, if you want to pay a memorial ceremony for your young girl, isn't it time to check the license plate number first? Gordon is still waiting for help. ”

”Well, just a moment.”

Barbara regained her composure and began to type in the license plate engraved on Gordon's glasses.

Yes, bats are good at everything. She is just one of the people in tights. She regards her as the hope of the city. It's silly...

it doesn't matter whether bat's voyeurism is normal or not, but her search program really deserves its reputation. Almost immediately, the registration information of the car appeared on the big screen.

It doesn't matter who the owner is. The name is likely to be a pseudonym. What matters is its trajectory today.

For example, where it often stops in today's area, if it doesn't appear in the past. As long as they have these, the system can draw a small enough range for them to search, and the professional mercenaries can definitely find the clues.

No one can avoid so many hidden probes, and the place people pass by must leave traces.

Barbara called out all the videos, searched and compared them. The big screen in front of her eyes was divided into countless small ones. At the same time, she began to play them crazily. The program would screen all the useful information according to the digital recognition technology.

The worst case that Su Ming expected didn't happen, because the whereabouts of the car today was quickly summed up by the system and the final destination was marked on the map.

”No, not here.”

Seeing the last flashing red dots on the map, Su Ming shakes his head helplessly. Why is such a big Gotham and so many places to hide that he doesn't want most.

”What? Is there anything wrong here? ”

Barbara called up the information of this area. In the data display, the name of this area is Indian mountain, which is a waste car yard near the river transport wharf in the east of Gotham.

Before Gotham was built, it was an Indian reserve, so it got its name. However, with the development of urbanization, the Indians finally succumbed to the power of capital.

They sold the hills where their ancestors were buried, and got a long list of numbers on their checks. Then they left Gotham, which is said to have gone to Las Vegas to open a casino and become a millionaire.

But no one remembers who bought it and what they intended to do. They only remember that long ago, after the invention of the car, it was Gotham's place to deal with scrapped vehicles.

Before the old cars are crushed into metal cubes and sent to the steelworks for reuse, they will be like bricks, piled one by one, and there they will be made into hills.

Nowadays, Indian mountain is more like a tramp mountain. Countless homeless people like to build a nest in the old cars to spend a cold night. Maybe they can make a fire and roast the leftovers they found in the garbage can.

At least, it's a place that no gangsters can look up to. There's no oil and water at all. Even the land is as barren as the people there and can't grow anything. Even the thieves and robbers in the night will not go there, because it is doomed to be in vain.