Chapter 646 Who Can Keep a Diary?

In the backyard, the wooden houses are like a honeycomb, one next to the other, but they are not that high.

Each wooden house is so small that people can hardly stand up straight inside.

Right now, every one of the wooden houses is already occupied.

Usually one person per room, rarely two people per room.

There is no way, the room is so big, even if it is only used for sleeping, it is the limit for two people to live in.

In the backyard, all kinds of snoring sounds were heard one after another, just like the various crimes in Gotham, which seemed to never stop.

The daytime in Gotham is now as chaotic as the night.

The Mad Hatter came to "Rescue Room" No. 13 and opened the door that could not be locked.

A homeless man huddled in a blanket inside, woken up by the coldness that poured in after opening the door.

Before the Tramp could react, the Mad Hatter simply broke his neck.

In a room that is less than four square meters, a mattress and a small table are all.

Of course Nighthawk's lair is not this room, this is just the entrance.

The Mad Hatter lifts up the mattress and there is a circular sewer cover under the mattress.

He put a finger into the small hole in the lid, opened it, and jumped out.

Gotham's complex sewer system is like a maze.

There are many special groups of people who will use this place as their nest.

Although Nighthawk "falls from the sky" most of the time, it is not impossible to say that his lair is underground.

The sewer was darker than the outside world, and the Mad Hatter turned on the flashlight he was carrying.

This sewer is not considered a sewage sewer, so the smell is barely acceptable and will not make you vomit immediately.

After a little observation, the Mad Hatter knew he was in the right place.

Not only is it relatively clean, but there are also obvious traces left by people.

Following those traces, the Mad Hatter came to an iron door. He took out a few relatively thick and long needles and opened the iron door.

Behind the door is a fairly spacious underground space.

"It is indeed here!"

The Mad Hatter's eyes lit up.

There was another exit on the opposite side, and there was a generator next to it. The Mad Hatter turned on the generator and then turned on the lights, lighting up the place like daylight.

There is a large table with various miscellaneous items piled on it, and a huge map of Gotham hung on the wall above.

Under the map are photos of many criminals.

The Mad Hatter also saw his own photo.

"Let me find out where your inheritance is!" After a quick glance, the Mad Hatter began to search.

He doesn't have much time.

Quinn might come looking for him at any time.

However, when the Mad Hatter rummaged through the underground room as quickly as possible, he found nothing that could be called a legacy.

If anything, it’s information about super villains like them.

Includes some documentation of weaknesses.

Beyond that, the Mad Hatter can't find what he cares about most - the secret to Nighthawk's power.

Not here.

"Damn it, where's the promised inheritance!" the Mad Hatter cursed, then settled down and continued to search further.

This time there was a little gain.

He found a black book, and after opening it, it seemed to be Nighthawk's diary.

"Nighthawk actually keeps a diary?"

The Mad Hatter hurriedly turned through a few pages and suddenly couldn't bear to read any more.

The content recorded in it is too bloody and cruel.

It records the "crimes" Nighthawk has committed against criminals and villains when he appears in Gotham.

Approximately when, how many people's bones were broken, and even people were directly disabled.

As soon as he saw this, the Mad Hatter felt a dull pain all over his body.

Apparently the effects of the painkillers haven't worn off yet.

Put away the diary temporarily, the Mad Hatter is about to leave from the other side.

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"Where are you going?" Quinn's tall figure stood at the doorway at some point, "Get away from me, right?"

The Mad Hatter was shocked. He didn't expect that this guy Quinn would sneak up and follow him.

Quinn began to pretend that he was not good at sneaking, causing him to let his guard down.

Didn't pay too much attention to whether anyone was following me.

Without any hesitation, the Mad Hatter waved his hand, threw out several thin needles, and ran straight to the front of Quinn's house, running away at the same time.

Quinn raised his hand to block it, and the thin needle actually penetrated into his arm muscle.

Visible power.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Quinn's eyes flashed with anger, he squeezed out the needles and chased after the running Mad Hatter.

On the dark street.

The two moved forward and backward, and the Mad Hatter was gradually pulled closer to the distance by Quinn.

"Quinn, I didn't find the inheritance, only a diary!" The Mad Hatter shouted as he ran, "Stop, we can continue to cooperate!"

"die!"

Quinn roared, grabbed a motorcycle next to him, and threw it at the Mad Hatter.

The Mad Hatter squatted down, and the motorcycle almost flew out of his hat, hitting the ground and sliding forward.

"You want to break up, right?"

The Mad Hatter roared and continued running forward, "Believe it or not, I destroyed the diary!"

However, at this time, Quinn had entered a fighting state, his eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he could no longer "hear" the Mad Hatter's words.

"Farke!"

The Mad Hatter cursed and concentrated on running away. He wanted to hold on until others came in to disrupt the situation.

Now Quinn can no longer communicate.

The efficiency of criminals in Gotham is naturally different from that of people in other places.

Five minutes after the Mad Hatter deliberately made the noise, someone had already arrived.

"I have Nighthawk's diary here! If you don't want me to destroy him, stop Quinn!"

The Mad Hatter raised his diary and shouted.

Now Quinn is completely red-eyed and just wants to kill the Mad Hatter, the bastard who wants to monopolize the benefits.

A scuffle breaks out again.

The area became very lively.

"The Mad Hatter got Nighthawk's diary?"

Gordon on the other side received the news quickly and frowned tightly. Normally, he should go there at this time.

But right now, several criminals have taken hostages and are confronting the COP, and he can't leave at all.

"Bill..."

Gordon looked at Bill next to him and told the situation again, "I will give you at most five people. You go take a look and report the situation at any time."

"Okay." Bill nodded, thought for a while and said, "I won't bring anyone with me. It's more convenient for me to go alone. With Quinn's group, it's useless for me to bring five people."

"Okay." Gordon didn't try to persuade him. He really didn't have anyone left.

"Don't take action, just confirm their whereabouts."

Gordon warned.

"Well, maybe they'll all leave when I get there." Bill smiled, got on a motorcycle and drove away.

On the chaotic battlefield on the other side, except for some gangsters who fired cold shots outside, the main force consisted of Quinn, Fire Dog, Mad Hatter and The Butcher.

There is no fixed combination of opponents and friends.

It was a total free-for-all, and everyone was an enemy.

After a period of melee, the sound of gunfire became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared, along with the shooter.

The eerie silence... made everyone move cautiously.

Even Quen, who had the red eyes to kill, also slowly stopped moving, and his pair of red eyes kept looking around, into the darkness where no light could shine.

The terrifying murderous intent locked onto them.

The sense of danger forced several people to stop.

Suddenly, one of Fire Dog's forelimbs exploded.

The whole "dog" fell to the ground and transformed directly into a human form. There was almost no good skin on the whole body.

It is still in the humanoid state of the Fire Dog, with all four limbs intact.

"Ghost Shooter!"

The fire dog lay on the ground without getting up and growled.

In his human form, he speaks with the same clarity as in his fire dog state, so he can't hear clearly.

"Is this guy back?"

"Damn bastard! Come out and challenge me!" Quinn roared.

The Ghost Shooter is a super killer born in Gotham who will kill anyone for money.

Later, the business got bigger, and Nighthawk appeared, and he was arrested several times, and then he slowly left Gotham and started to work more in other places.

During the period when Nighthawk was going crazy arresting people before his death, the Ghost Shooter left Gotham early.

Therefore, he was not arrested, and his hands, feet, spine and so on were taken care of.

Unexpectedly, after Nighthawk died, this guy secretly returned.

Ghost Shooter, as the name suggests, is like a ghost.

The people he kills will not even see his face, and will be shot in the head by bullets that come from nowhere.

Even if you hide in a safe house made of thick steel plates, you will not be immune.

Any ordinary firearm will turn into a super terrifying weapon in his hands.

Its lethality can even rival that of a butcher.

It can be said to be a long-range, normal version of the Butcher.

It can also be said that the Butcher is a melee, abnormal version of the ghost shooter.

The ghost shooter's melee combat ability is very weak, no different from ordinary people. Anyone of the four people present can easily deal with him if they find him.

However, they couldn't find it.

The strong murderous intention shrouded like a black mist, making it difficult for people to detect where it came from.

Even the fire dog whose leg was broken by a shot was no exception, and it was impossible to tell which direction the ghost was.

In the current situation, the ghost shooter has a great advantage against them.

The scene fell silent.

Only some buildings ignited by the fire dogs were burning with flames and making explosion sounds.

"Butcher, there is a big pig over there. Why don't you try to kill it?" The redness in Quinn's eyes gradually faded, and his IQ regained the high ground, and he said to the only butcher who was easy to fool.

You go and be cannon fodder.

The butcher tilted his head, and his eyes fell on the diary in the Mad Hatter's hand: "Pig-killing... a treasure book."

He said four words.

"This is a diary, not a guide to killing pigs." The Mad Hatter said, "The ones shooting over there are pigs, pigs who can shoot. Aren't you curious? Don't you plan to kill them?"

"Pig-killing Manual."

The butcher stubbornly repeated what he had just said.

"Farke!"

Seeing that the bewitchment was ineffective, the Mad Hatter cursed and then shouted, "Hey, Ghost! What are you going to do? There's no point in being in a stalemate like this! How about we share the contents of this diary together."

The Mad Hatter felt a faint pain in his hands and feet.

If the stalemate continues, he will become the weakest one.

The others did not hesitate to tear his body apart and take the diary from the mangled corpse.

Might as well share.

The diary itself is nothing.

But the content recorded above may be inheritance or may be related to inheritance.

Quinn and the others didn't say anything and acquiesced.

The strong murderous intention gradually dissipated, and obviously, the ghost shooter hiding in the dark agreed.

The Mad Hatter quickly opened the diary, showed it to Quinn Firedog first, and said that he didn't make it up, and then began to read aloud.

The diary was read aloud, no doubt a public execution.

Fortunately, there were only a few people at this time, and Nighthawk Man's diary was full of his "executions" on others.

The Mad Hatter has a loud voice and reads quickly without messing up.

Several people in the audience, including the butcher, didn't look good.

What is written in this diary?

[On March 20th, Quinn caused trouble at the Gotham Pier. After being caught, he broke ten bones. He should be able to calm down for a month. Gotham's crime rate will go down a bit. 】

[On March 29th, tear off and burn all the Mad Hatter’s hats. Should we beat him to amnesia again? 】

[On May 1st, the clown suffered comminuted fractures in both of his feet. He had to be bedridden for at least half a year. He almost killed him if he couldn't hold back. But it maintains law and order in Gotham. 】

[On May 15th, the ghost shooter runs very fast. Next time you catch him, just break his hands and feet. 】

[On May 20th, Fire Dog set him on fire, soaked him in seawater for three hours, and almost killed him. Please be careful in the future. Law and order in Gotham is maintained. 】

[On June 30, the butcher was easier to talk to. If he didn’t get sick, I wouldn’t have to beat him. 】

[Throughout July, security in Gotham was pretty good, but I don’t have much time. Do I want to break my no-kill oath? 】

[Forget it, if I break it, I might become the biggest terror in Gotham. 】

[On September 1st, the Joker should become a vegetable, and it’s Quinn’s turn next. 】

The contents of the diary are very intermittent and are basically records of one sentence.

This diary has no year, only the day and month, and the words "Maintain Public Security" are written on each page.

In the middle of the night, the Mad Hatter was reading and Quon the Firedog was watching. They could see the words between the words. "Beat Half to Death" was written on every page!

Who the hell keeps a diary?

This Gotham Black Knight is not serious either, no, he is just as abnormal a lunatic as the criminals he was fighting against.

As the target of being beaten half to death, Quen and the others were all aching in pain, the fire dog had difficulty breathing, and even the butcher's body was shaking a little.

Words are powerful! It can directly convey pain!

"I'm dying……"

As the Mad Hatter read these words, Quinn and others were immediately pulled away from the painful memories.

The main event is coming!

"I have thought about whether to let Gordon inherit, but forget it, I don't want him to become a madman like me. It is not a good thing to be swallowed up by hatred.

"But what will happen to Gotham in the future? Those lunatics may set the city on fire.

“It’s time to end my selfish vigilante game.

"Vulture, my 'sword' is in my body. If you see it and still haven't given up revenge, then pick it up and end everything. Including yourself, remember, this is a road of no return. .”

Vulture, Nighthawk Man's younger brother and only partner in his early years.

Because of different ideas, he left Gotham three years ago and disappeared.

This diary, in a sense, was left for Vulture, and it also reveals what Nighthawk's legacy is!

"Corpse!"

"Nighthawk's body!"

The legacy is in the body!

So, where is the body?

Farke!

The body was cremated by Gordon!

Today is still a 4K update, please forgive me, but it should be better soon.

Normal updates will resume tomorrow.