I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

The Arkham Asylum, which occupies a very large area, is divided into four major areas according to its functions, namely the office area, mild treatment area, intensive care area, and logistics area. But under Yaken's inspection, it was discovered that there was a special area underground in the madhouse.

Although this area is not large, it is heavily guarded. At least three gates must be passed through, guarded by hundreds of heavily armed guards.

After entering, you can find that all the cells here are made of bulletproof transparent glass. There is only one prisoner in each room, and all the prisoners are wearing tight white prison clothes to ensure that there are no contraband hidden on their bodies.

Neither the guards nor the surveillance cameras found the black tentacles wandering on the ground. Soon Akon found Bruce in these rooms. It was so late, and he didn't sleep. He was standing by the wall, making gestures and chatting with a tall and thin man in the next room.

Bruce has checked carefully. There is nothing wrong with his body. He has not been poisoned or implanted with any positioning monitors. Coupled with the clothes he is wearing and the transparent glass single room, he can basically be sure that he is imprisoned.

Although it is not clear how he was sent in, Bruce can be sure that he is not stunned, so it is very likely that he has been hit by some kind of spell.

But why hide yourself here?

Fortunately, there is a chatty neighbor next to me.

Although the glass room is soundproof, the transparent glass is just convenient for the two to communicate in sign language.

The buddy on the opposite side claimed to be "Jack", and said that he, like Bruce, was imprisoned here for no reason. Of course, only he himself knows how much of this is true or not.

But what Jack said next cheered Bruce up. According to his description, this is a black prison secretly established by the Gotham City Government, the purpose of which is to imprison some people in Gotham City who are against the city system, but because of their sensitive identities, or have value for use. Every once in a while, someone would be taken away by the guards, and those people never came back.

I don't know if those people are alive or dead.

Bruce's face darkened. If what Jack said was true, then the darkness and corruption in Gotham City had far exceeded his imagination.

Thinking that he was sent here in a coma without anyone noticing, and his identity must have been exposed, Bruce looked a little dazed for a while. In such a dark Gotham City, can you really save this city from the darkness just by yourself and A Fu, as well as the Sheriff Gordon who may always insist on justice?

Seemingly seeing that Bruce looked a little sluggish, Jack shrugged and didn't bother him any more. Bruce lay back a little weakly,

Fixed on the bed on the ground, he kept thinking about the information he had just obtained in his mind.

According to his analysis, at least seven or eight percent of what Jack said was true. Of course, the other party must have hidden selfishness, maybe he has recognized his identity and wants to use him, but on the other hand, why doesn't he want to use the other party to obtain information?

The key now is how to escape from this ghost place.

According to Jack's description, the guards here are extremely strict, and except for one hour of alone time to let the wind out every day, they can only stay in this glass room of less than six square meters. Even the meals are delivered by someone and eaten within the price. Going to the toilet is even easier. In one corner of the room, there is a toilet, but at the transparent glass, the whole process of your going to the toilet will be fully exposed.

Even if it is a release, it is nothing more than being taken to a larger glass room. There is not even a skylight, so you can't see the sky, which makes you want to distinguish your position through the sun or stars, but you can't do it.

Bruce frowned. If he wanted to escape from such a heavily guarded place, the ordinary ninjutsu he learned from the Shadow Warrior Alliance would not be useful. The only way is to use the space spells learned from Karma Taj.

However, due to the particularity of his own physique, even though Bruce had mastered all the magic knowledge taught to him by the ancient one, he just couldn't use it smoothly. According to Gu Yi's explanation, it was because Bruce himself was too smart.

As the saying goes since ancient times, many wise men die.

It is no exaggeration to say that Bruce Wayne is a genius, with extraordinary talents, delicious food, and good learning. After wandering outside for so many years, he is good at everything from sliding doors and locks, to martial arts fighting, to hacking skills. Not to mention anything else, he has mastered all basic ninjutsu in the short time since he joined the Shadow Warrior Alliance.

It's because Bruce is too smart and against the sky, if he can still master magic, then he is really not far from death.

Of course, this was Gu Yi's explanation, and Bruce didn't believe it. But after countless experiments, he found that although he was familiar with all the details and theoretical knowledge of spell casting, he just couldn't concentrate the so-called mental power.

This so-called mental power is completely different from your concentration.

Bruce could do it easily if he simply concentrated, otherwise he wouldn't have learned things so fast before, but he just couldn't do magic well.

If it were an ordinary person, facing this situation, I am afraid that he would have given up already. But Bruce is not an ordinary person. For him, the more impossible things are, the more he wants to make them possible. So under his hard research, he finally found a possibility that he could cast magic.

That is... magic is not enough, technology can make up for it.

This is also one of the reasons why Bruce hurried back to Gotham City. After all, his base camp is in Gotham, so it is very convenient to do research. But after I came back, the research had just started, and there was no concrete prospect, so I was locked up here.

Just as Bruce was thinking, a black tentacle that looked like a poisonous snake appeared quietly in front of him. Bruce's whole body trembled, and he almost turned over and sat up.

He is not afraid of snakes.

Strictly speaking, the master has never been afraid of anything other than bats.

The reason he was shocked was because the room was not big, and he had checked it carefully many times, and there was no such dark thing at all.

So how did this thing get in here?

"Hi, Bruce."

The black tentacles with big eyes suddenly spoke.

Bruce's eyes widened.

This voice is so familiar.

"Thanks... Sheron?"

Bruce looked around with some guilt. There are surveillance cameras outside each glass room to ensure that the people inside have no privacy.

"Don't worry, Bruce, no one else can see me or hear me except you."

The black tentacles shook its head with big eyeballs: "It seems that your little life is going well, so I can rest assured. Then leave, I will see you again later."

"What? Didn't you rescue me?" Bruce raised his eyebrows lightly. "Or, you have no choice but to rescue me from here?"