After chatting, the Christinas and his family left the ward at the doctor's insistence, but the next one pushed the door open was Sheriff Gordon and his assistant policeman John Blake.

"I said that the patient needs rest, and it is a violation of your actions..."

"We only took two minutes, the doctor, asked some questions and left."

Sheriff Gordon walked to the bed and said to Li Ang with a smile: "Don't be nervous, we are not those from the Immigration Bureau, and we won't check your temporary residence permit - in fact, Miss Jacqueline Harris has used her family background to get you a series of documents."

Li Ang asked in confusion: "Uh, Jacqueline? Who is that?"

Gordon raised his eyebrows and said, "The second daughter of the Harris family, who has three multinational banks, fell into the sewer with you, and finally carried you in a coma all the way to the surface. Don't you remember?"

Li Ang shook his head, "Sorry, when I woke up, I found myself in the ward. I didn't know what happened during this period. Have those clowns been caught?"

Gordon and Blake looked at each other and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, when we arrived at the scene, those clowns disappeared. To be honest, we didn't understand why the bombs exploded in the sewer..."

Li Ang felt relieved when he heard this, but heard Sheriff Gordon continue, "But we will not give up on their investigation, and you just need to lie in the bed and recuperate well."

After saying that, the two policemen greeted the doctor beside him, walked out of the ward, leaving Li Ang looking at the ceiling in a daze.

In this battle, just an ordinary human with fighting skills almost made his gutter capsized. If it weren't for someone's rescue, I'd be afraid that he would have become a pool of carrion now, companionship with flies, insects and rats in the sewer.

There are so many things that can kill him in the world today. Even if he practiced the "Man and Immortal Orifice Refining Method", he was reluctant to linger in front of the foundation-building realm due to lack of spiritual energy.

The so-called foundation building is naturally the meaning of laying the foundation for the Taoist practice. The most important thing is to consolidate the foundation, turn the essence and blood of the whole body into spiritual energy, lead to extreme emptiness, and keep quiet. When the sea of ​​consciousness is filled, the eight extraordinary meridians are unobstructed, and the essence and spirit are not leaked or consumed internally. The whole person is naturally formed, and naturally he will reach the foundation building state of Baoyuan and Shouyi.

If the spiritual energy content required to set foot on the foundation building is compared to 1,000 points, then the spiritual energy accumulated by Li Ang has only been 700 points since he awakened his memory in his previous life. The road is long and the road is about to reach.

We still need to obtain the ability to protect ourselves as soon as possible... Not to mention those heroic criminals who have terrifying supernatural abilities and often fly to the sky and escape, just a few well-trained gun agents and gangsters, they may easily kill him.

Thinking of this, he thought about it, moved his body slightly, picked up the remote control on the cabinet, and turned on the TV facing the hospital bed.

Skipping those boring talk shows and kitsch TV series, Li Ang switched the channel to Gotham TV Station - a report on the reconstruction plan for Gotham port is underway.

Because the Joker's plan was not successful, and the hostages and bank property were protected, their ultimate goal of trying to prevent the renovation of Gotham Port naturally became a terrible.

Li Ang knew very well that more people would jump out to interrupt the renovation process of Gotham Port, specializing in smuggling gangs, Gotham bureaucrats who gained benefits, and even those ignorant and ignorant people, like the most stubborn patients, resisting the doctors to cut off Gotham Port, the malignant tumor that resides in Gotham.

But what does this have to do with him? No matter how big the trouble is, it is just a dog biting his mouth and fur.

Li Angul let out a breath of turbid air, closed his eyes and used the breathing and breathing technique, silently repairing the remaining blood stasis and cracks in the tiny blood vessels on the left arm.

By the time he opened his eyes again, night had already fallen, and the haze erupted from the chimneys of the old factory in Gotham City was like a fine gauze covering the sky above the city. The brilliant lights scattered in the atmosphere, leaving the stars invisible.

Li Ang straightened up slightly from the hospital bed, poured himself a glass of water, and said to the corner of the wall where the light could not be shined: "If I don't speak, will you keep standing there motionless?"

The silk curtains in the ward fluttered gently, like the lightest ballet dancer in his body, moving ups and downs under the command of the breeze.

The dark cloak appeared silently from the corner of the wall, and the armored knight who had hidden in the darkness said in a hoarse voice: "You killed them."

"Who?" Li Ang said in confusion: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Batman said coldly: "I have checked the bullet marks on the sewer walls, and there has been a fierce battle there. Through ballistic analysis, you attacked them from the dome, killing four people with bare hands. The last one was in a stalemate with you, and was shot by someone, that is, Jacqueline from another angle with a gun."

Although Li Ang used the method of deducting the wall to erase most of the bullet marks, the bumpy cracks around the bullet marks were enough to allow Batman to use a supercomputer to calculate the specific ballistics.

"How is this possible? I'm just an ordinary boy with no power, and one arm was broken." Li Ang shook his left arm with a cast, "and was also injected with a large dose of barbital and chlorzosazon. Even Captain America could not be able to fight with these two potions, right?"

Batman stared at Li Ang's eyes and said coldly: "I found the body of the Joker's Gang under Gotham Harbor through a diving device. The angle of the heavy blow they were hit is consistent with your height."

"That doesn't mean anything, right?" Li Ang said with a smile: "There is no stronger evidence, it's just your guess."

Batman silently took out a flat round player from his belt and pressed the play button, "If you have ever seen the map of Gotham's sewer system in 1920, you will find that we are now at the end of the sewer on the coast of the Old Town..."

This is the sound of Li Ang in the sewer.

Li Ang's eyes became cold in an instant. He gently placed the water cup on the bedside table, put his right hand behind his head, and turned his mind to think about countermeasures.

Where is Batman's monitoring equipment installed? He himself? The Joker? and even Jacqueline are his men?

Suddenly, Li Ang suddenly raised his head and said coldly: "Gotham is an ancient city, and its power grid structure is still a product of the last century, so the official cannot perform remote control at all.

You can act as a city for so long and not be photographed by any surveillance camera, which means you must have your own means of blocking the circuit, which means you can control the opening and closing of a certain path in the Gotham power grid."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and looked at Batman, "This means that you must have your own private node in the public grid, just like vines attached to big trees, invading the host through the hub to steal power - a very exquisite method, but this is equivalent to having to set up a 'box' at the main hub of the grid for remote control."

The reasoning context continued to unfold. Li Ang recalled all the scenes in the sewer at that time and finally said: "Then, it is natural to install a wiretap into this box connecting the power grid. You recorded this audio through the central node of the sewer circuit system, that is, the circuit box above the light bulb at the sewer dome, right?"
Chapter completed!