novelraw Chapter 92 Late Night Harbor (Part 2 below)
Chapter 92 Late Night Harbor (Part 2 below)
"Of course not," Bruce shook his head, his smile was only teasing with good intentions, without any accusations, "I just want to say that you are not cautious enough, or you are too impulsive, you should at least contact me before doing it, to see if I have something you don't understand Key Information."
He turned around and said to the three children while operating on the Batcomputer, "Tom—that is, the enemy Voldemort, this is unfamiliar territory for us. I considered consulting Dumbledore. But he... Some of the behaviors are too similar, so I don't trust him. And until I have a good enough grasp of the situation, I will not inform him for a while."
"Because Dumbledore is similar to you, so you don't trust him?" Jason shook his head, "This logic... Could it be that you don't trust yourself?"
Bruce turned his head halfway, "If I need to cooperate with another me, yes, I don't trust myself-because the other me will definitely keep a hand, just like myself."
"So this is my problem with Dumbledore - I won't tell him everything, and he won't give me his heart and soul, and we will definitely be deadlocked. Therefore, I need to grasp a certain key in advance... Key enough to raise the bar on our side. I'm sure he'll do the same."
He stopped dwelling on the issue, and called up a video recording, "Today I, Harry's Potions Professor, and Headmaster Fontana visited the boy who had just been rescued from a basement in a Boston slum by the wizarding police. Mr. and Mrs. Smith - have been mentally controlled by Tom for half a year, so they look a little delirious until now."
Damian walked forward slowly, looking at the interview record intently, "I think the proper term for wizard police is 'Auror'."
"This is to let Jason understand that he hasn't read the latest collection of wizarding world materials." Bruce said, "Besides, Jason has been busy with his own case recently."
"I'm not too busy to take time to protect my little sister." Jason rubbed Harry's hair.
At this time, Titus, who sneaked into the Batcave without knowing when, also leaned over and stared at the display screen.
The dog has recently developed an inexplicable interest in computers.
While the video was playing, Bruce also explained to the three children.
"As Professor Snape has already told us—Tom killed the only Smith son and blackmailed the poor couple into adding him to the family register, using some kind of kinship magic to get away with it— Luckily, he didn't kill the couple immediately afterwards. Probably because Tom thought they were still useful."
He paused the playback, and stopped on Mrs. Smith's pulled-in facial expression, "Here, Mrs. Smith mentioned that Tom carried a diary with him. During a certain interval of mind control, she had glimpsed the words on the diary. The name is Tom Riddle. And when he found out that she had touched the diary, he was furious and tortured her for hours with a spell, and she was almost insane. If it hadn't been for the belief in revenge for her son that had been sustaining her .”
"So this book must be very important to Tom."
Bruce continued to play, "Mrs. Smith also mentioned that Tom has captured three innocent people in the basement in the past six months. Mrs. Smith was in charge of food preparation. She had secretly seen the captured people under Tom's surveillance, Sitting at a desk in another room, writing in a diary. Later, she didn’t see these people walk out alive again.”
After the video was played, Bruce turned around, "I think this book will be the key to our breakthrough. I don't know if you noticed this item when you were at the dock."
"We won't dig out dead people's clothes..." Damian snorted.
"I guessed it," Bruce nodded, "Then your next task is to go to the port of Gotham, find that book, as soon as possible, and bring the body back at the same time."
Uncle Bruce said the word "corpse" so calmly, which made Harry a little confused. She asked timidly, "Are you really not angry?"
Uncle Bruce shook his head, silently encouraging her with warm eyes.
"Given the fact that Voldemort returned in his juvenile form, it is far beyond what science can explain. As Damian said, maybe what you killed was not a human being at all - I mean, not some kind of natural Like those 'claws' of the court of owls, the only thing we can do is keep the dead dead. If I let these unnatural beings endanger my life in order to maintain the 'bottom line' I have The safety of innocent citizens, I would be hypocritical."
The three children nodded silently, rearmed themselves, and prepared to go.
At this time, Titus suddenly bit the hem of Harry's clothes and whimpered.
The big black dog was getting stronger and stronger, and Harry couldn't break free for a while.
"Take it with you," Jason shrugged. "Maybe it can smell the diary."
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"Fortunately, the body is still there." The three left the Batcave, rode a motorcycle, and arrived at Gotham Lane, where they successfully found the cold Tom at the dump site.
"See, even the flies stay away from him." Damian knelt down and observed the corpse from a new perspective, "And, his pupils haven't dilated yet. I wonder if he was like this when he was alive cold."
Putting on the rubber gloves he took out of his belt, he commanded Red Hood, "I'm in charge of finding the diary on Tom; Todd, you go and check the trash cans around—someone may have already checked the pockets of this corpse, The diary is worthless and might be thrown away."
He nodded to Harry who was standing silently at a loss, "You just wait here obediently, we will pack the body after we find the diary."
"Why don't you dig through the trash can!" Jason protested, the little devil didn't grow up to be any cuter.
"I'll go." Harry raised his hand and volunteered.She still feels guilty about Brother Jason because he has to dig through the trash can.
"Forget it..." Jason was discouraged, "I'll go, you wait with the dog."
The two brothers just tossed and turned in the port silently.Titus circled Tom, wheezing.
"I can't find the diary!" Brother Jason threw away a bag of rotten fruit dug out of the trash can with a distorted expression, and waved to Titus, "Come and smell it?" The black dog's ears drooped, his expression Obviously disgusted.
"Titus can't work." Brother Jason said irritably.
Harry looked at Tom who was lying on the ground, and chatted for a while, "By the way, Tom chased me at school."
Jason crushed a cup, "What are you talking about? Really or not?"
There was a pause in Damian's movements too, and there was a rattle that sounded like it ripped Tom's clothes
"Maybe he wanted to use the 'beauty trick'? I don't understand, he was very popular with other girls at the time. But his expression and behavior of chasing me are very fake, even more fake than Vickyvale chasing Uncle Bruce."
"You're only 12 years old! How did you know so much! You're not allowed to fall in love! You're not allowed to watch Bruce fall in love!" What Jason wanted to say was...don't talk to boys!
Jason felt that the world was about to collapse. The younger sister who broke into his world suddenly and made him feel softer was about to be abducted by a stinky boy!Boys in this age group are very evil!Full of bad thoughts!He knows it clearly!
"I'm almost 13!" Harry protested, "You're also getting tired of Artemis every day, so I can't watch it?"
"Yes, I can't watch it!"
"I'm not fascinated by Tom's handsome face...Why are you so fierce..." Harry retorted softly, "Uh—Titus, I don't think the diary will be on Tom's face..."
The black dog is now sniffing Tom's face...
Hearing what Harry said, the black dog looked at her, and actually began to bite the face that Harry had praised... Damian didn't seem to intend to stop it at all.
"Don't bite..." Harry quickly stepped forward to hold Titus, "What if Tom has some kind of infectious disease... such as a zombie virus or something!" But he accidentally touched the corpse.
With a squeak, Tom's face seemed to be on fire, even crumbled from the center where Harry touched it.
"This... what... did I add some special powers? Like the X-Men?"
"How is it possible?" Damian took her hand, "Look, I'm fine."
"He mentioned that he can't touch me or something... This is too exaggerated..." Harry squatted down, frowning and looking at Tom's face, which was broken into pieces of skin by himself.
"This shows one more thing, Tom is not human." Jason was also attracted.
"I can't find the book, maybe someone else has taken it away—it seems that the book is not a simple book."
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Tom's half-faced body was pulled into the laboratory of the Batcave.
Uncle Bruce really couldn't find anything - science couldn't explain why good human tissue burned when it touched Harley.You can only invite Zatanna and Constantine.
At the same time, Bruce has been interrogated and found out that the book originally went through Johnny "Trash"-Johnny "Trash" obviously regrets that he undersold the price-baby that even Batman is after, he really can't sell it for $200 shot.
What made Bruce wary was that Johnny said that this book can reply to anything you write in it...
Items with the ability to think independently... In Bruce's experience, they have never been a good thing.
Johnny and the traveler buyer traded in cash, and it was difficult to track. Bruce could only search the camera and conduct cross-searches—such as local news reports about a magical notepad on the Internet or in any newspapers and magazines. .
In the end, it was found that the diary appeared at the annual national science fair for high school students in New York - and was regarded as a new type of "artificial intelligence".
This must be some kid who is fishing in troubled waters, using a magic that comes with the book to fool the judges...
Since the diary has the ability to think, how to sneak into this small science exhibition is a question that needs to be considered-Bruce Wayne appeared in an ordinary high school exhibition?Too ostentatious.
Damian snorted: Easy.He spent half an hour tinkering with a spacecraft model... and sent it to the competition jury,
The next day, I received the notification of entering the final... The lines were filled with eloquent praise, which almost lifted him to the sky.