Bruce stood silently by the window, his hands in his pockets, looking down at the moving night scene. Tall and muscular, his shirt bulging out like a beacon, he walked in the darkness, yet radiated light for others.
The city is called Gotham, where he was born and raised. As the Dark Knight, he protects this city, allowing more people to sleep peacefully at night. But soon, he will have to take off his mask and face the people as Bruce Wayne.
The Joker wins this round, but that doesn't mean he'll give up. Batman will continue to hunt them down. Both the Joker and Downey, who's as stable as a mountain but secretly stirring up trouble, will have to pay the price for their actions.
Only Harvey can save Gotham. Harvey is the only legitimate light, and he will use the right means to put Gotham back on track.
Light footsteps sounded behind Bruce. The footsteps were really light, as if they were afraid of disturbing Bruce.
"Harvey told me Batman would take off his mask at the press conference."
The woman who was speaking had a face like a lotus, eyebrows like long willows, and a pair of deep eyes that seemed to be out of this world and captivating. Her snow-white skin seemed slightly pale and sickly, which made her look even more charming.
Rachel opened her beautiful eyes without blinking: "Do you think that if you compromise, you can stop the clown from killing people?"
"Maybe not, but there is enough blood on my hands, and I also found that I have to become this kind of person to stop him. Besides, I will restore this city to normal. This is the last thing I can do for Gotham... Rachel, you once told me that when I can take off the mask forever, we can be together." Bruce walked over slowly and gently lifted Rachel's face, but was pushed away.
"You shouldn't make me your only hope of returning to life. People will hate you, but that's what Batman is about," Rachel said.
Bruce didn't respond and continued to look at the scenery outside the window. The bright lights and bustling night scene made him feel a little more at ease.
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Countless media reporters swarmed into the police station's press conference, carrying various cameras and equipment. Today, Officer Harvey would announce an explosive news to the terrified public.
Batman compromises, surrenders to the Joker, and will take off his mask on the spot to reveal his identity to the world.
Many people went crazy, and the onlookers had complicated expressions, a mixture of relief and a hint of pain. Finally, the Dark Knight also compromised. They were safe, but they had also failed.
Coulson and May wore sunglasses and lurked in the noisy crowd in a low-key manner. It was unknown how many agents and people from other departments had mixed into this noisy crowd.
"Are we going to stop Batman from showing up?" May asked quietly.
"We can't stop him, and there's no need to stop him. You've read Bruce Wayne's information. He's a very stubborn man. Even if he takes off his mask, few people can touch him. He's a major shareholder of Wayne Group." Coulson observed the situation around him, especially intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Bruce who was standing aside, as if watching the excitement.
Justice Knight Harvey finally appeared. He walked up to the podium, picked up the microphone, and officially announced the news of Batman to the public.
Countless people watched the press conference live, on television, and on computers. Although the Gotham incident had been suppressed by the authorities, it had eventually spread through the advanced internet. Many people were watching the developments, genuinely curious about who the Dark Knight Batman was and what the face behind the mask looked like.
"Before that, I just want to ask everyone a question - do we really have to compromise with the Joker?" Harvey stared at everyone present, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
"Instead of protecting the personal safety of citizens, you defend a person who abuses lynching?" A media reporter interrupted him.
"Yes,
You're right, he was wrong in some ways. But let me just say that the night is always darkest before the dawn... I promise you, the dawn will come. One day, Batman will pay the price for breaking the law, but it should be us, not a madman. So now, we will take Batman into custody."
"What? That guy was also present?" The crowd was agitated and talking among themselves.
Harvey spoke, and finally looked at everyone calmly, and suddenly opened his arms.
"I am Batman!"
The crowd was in an uproar! Many media reporters frantically pointed their microphones at Harvey and asked him questions. The police officer in charge of maintaining order was also stunned, staring blankly at Officer Harvey, who had a calm face, with a blank expression on his face.
Bruce was also stunned there. He had already taken a step forward. Just one more second and he would reveal the truth that he was Batman.
But all this was stopped by the Knights of Justice.
Harvey opened his arms and shouted, "I am Batman! What are you still doing? Catch me now! I am Batman!" He roared at the top of his lungs, shocking everyone.
Two police officers came up mechanically and handcuffed Harvey amid the uproar.
Coulson, standing in the audience, suddenly broke into an inexplicable smile. Harvey, known as the "Conscience of Gotham City," truly lived up to his title as the Knight of Justice. This city still had many remarkable people... Similarly, Harvey's actions would personally usher in even greater drama...
Harvey is Batman! The Knight of Justice is the Dark Knight!
The news spread like wildfire, and everyone was discussing it, their faces filled with shock and understanding. No wonder Officer Harvey never compromised in the face of evil, even when faced with desperate situations. If Harvey were Batman, this would be understandable.
And those who really have ulterior motives have begun to plan their next step.
"Hehehe, Harvey is Batman? What a hypocritical guy. Batman is really hypocritical, he should stand up and shouldn't let an innocent little police officer take the blame..." The Joker stood in a dim room, madly painting a costume for his already hideous face.
"I will tear off your hypocritical mask with my own hands. You think you're protecting this city, you think you're practicing the right ideals. Hahaha, you're not that noble, and you're certainly not that powerful. Tsk tsk tsk... Soon, I'll tear off your ridiculous mask, throw it in front of you, and stomp on it a few times! And that guy Donnie, um, um, let me think, what should I do next..."
The clown licked his lips desperately, and from time to time reached out to stroke his hair, muttering to himself.