Chapter 67 Batman’s Request for Help (Ch 67)

Just as Ian was quickly thinking about which urban legend this was, the figure suddenly pounced towards him.
The man revealed a mouthful of fangs that did not resemble those of a human, he had gills on his face, the skin under his clothes was covered in fish scales, and there were growths similar to fins on both sides of his arms.
A fishy smell filled the air. The speed of this merman was incredibly slow in Ian’s eyes. He dodged the merman’s attack by turning sideways.
The murloc bit the concrete floor, followed by a series of ‘crunching’ sounds as it chewed.
“You can even eat cement. You have really good teeth.”
Iin complained, and then the murloc stood up, spat out the cement debris in his mouth, and pounced on Iin again.
As Ian dodged, he carefully judged the background of this half-fish man.
After activating Ultra Vision, Ian discovered that there were no signs of stitches on the half-fish man’s body, and he did not look like a product of technological transformation.
The gills on the face, the scales on the skin, the fins on the arms, these organs exist in a very harmonious way, as if they were born that way.
At first, Ian thought that this half-fish man was from the side of the Sea King. After all, they had the “Trench Clan”, which were outright humanoid fish monsters.
But soon, Ian felt a foul and chaotic smell, which made Ian feel disgusted.
“A product of the dark magic side?” Iin punched the fishman in the abdomen when he pounced on him again.
Following a dull ‘bang’, the fishman’s eyes rolled back and he fell backwards with his limbs twitching.
“Is this the work of a dark magician? Or is some old god targeting Gotham?” Ian stepped forward and looked at the merman carefully, trying to find out something.
At this moment, a dark figure fell from the sky and made a slight sound when it landed on the concrete ground.
“The real local boss is here.” Ian turned to look at the newcomer, “Hello, Batman.”
Batman was seen wearing black bulletproof tactical armor, with a bat logo on his chest, a tactical belt around his waist, and a cape made of memory material behind him.
“This is the fifth half-murloc in three days.”
Batman said in a low voice, his eyes also fell on the half-fish man, and then shifted his gaze to Ian. The search module built into the helmet was activated, and it quickly compared Ian’s facial information.
“Rising star of the piano world, Ian Pendragon, what have you found out?”
“There is at least one of the world’s top black magicians behind this matter.” Ian said seriously, “Maybe there is also a god behind this.”
“Dark magic, gods…” Batman lowered his head in thought. After a moment, he looked at Ian and asked:
“Let’s talk somewhere else. Do you want to fly by yourself or take my car?”
“It takes a lot of energy to fly by myself, so of course I’ll take your car.” Ian smiled slightly, then asked:
“Before that, can you tell me how you guessed my identity?”
“You are from National City, and there are only two obvious superheroes in National City. Unless you want to prove that you have women’s clothes…” Batman replied.
“Stop, since you have guessed that I am Ultraman, don’t guess in other directions.” Ian quickly interrupted Batman’s reasoning.
Batman turned around with a triumphant smile, took out the remote control from his tactical belt and summoned the Batmobile.
Superman once talked about ‘Ultraman’ with Batman, and with someone guaranteeing him, Batman naturally thought that ‘Ultraman’ could be a friend.
Moreover, this half-fish-man incident is a difficult problem for Batman, and he needs more emergency alternative plans to deal with it.
A few seconds later, a Batmobile with the armor and firepower of a tank, the mobility of an off-road vehicle, and the speed of a supercar arrived beside them.
The cost of this Batmobile is probably higher than several main battle tanks. It is worthy of being the cash king of Gotham!
Batman tied up the Half-Fish with electromagnetic shackles and placed him in the trunk of the Batmobile before sitting in the driver’s seat of the Batmobile.
Ian also sat in the co-pilot seat behind Batman. As the hatch of the Batmobile closed, Batman stepped on the accelerator, and the Batmobile turned into a rocket and sped away in one direction.
Soon, the Batmobile came to a cliff, opposite which was a waterfall.
Batman didn’t slow down at all, and even stepped on the accelerator deeper.
boom–
The engine roared, and the Batmobile took off into the air, directly through the waterfall.
Behind the waterfall is a lighted path.
The Batmobile landed steadily on the road and moved deeper into the ground until an underground space transformed by technology appeared in front of Ian. Only then did it stop.
This is Batman’s base, the ‘Bat Cave’, a famous attraction in the DC universe.
In addition to various high-tech equipment, there are also many loot here, such as giant clown playing cards, large coins, and dinosaur models.
The hatch of the Batmobile opened, and Ion and Batman jumped out.
The Batcave was so quiet that even footsteps would echo. Iendo glanced at Batman’s ‘wardrobe’, where a variety of bat suits were stored, starting with the most basic Kevlar suit, and each subsequent suit was more technologically advanced than the last.
“Master, is this your new assistant?”
The speaker was a white-haired old man in a black suit, always maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor.
He is the Wayne family’s butler, named Alfred Pennyworth, and he has been taking care of young Bruce Wayne since the death of Batman’s parents.
The relationship between the two was not like that of an employer and a servant, but more like that of a trusted minister and a prince in distress. After a long time, the two even developed a little kinship.
At least Batman trusts Alfred more than the ‘relatives’ who once tried to take over Wayne Enterprises.
“An ally.” Batman replied, “Same old, Alfred, prepare me a cup of black tea.”
“So this is your new friend.” Alfred nodded, and then asked Ian:
“Excuse me, sir, what would you like to drink?”
“Orange juice, please.” Ian replied casually.
“It seems that you pay great attention to your health.” Alfred joked, and then went to prepare drinks for Ian and Batman.
Then, Ian and Batman carried the fish-man out of the trunk of the car and locked him up with his companions.
Batman handed the research data on the fish-man to Ian and said:
“I’ve asked another friend who’s good at alien technology to take a look. Just like what you said, these mutant fishmen are not the creation of technology at all. It’s more like they were cursed by some kind of black magic.”