Whoops, low bridge.
What a body.
It'll hurt you a lot more than me.
I'll risk it, will you?
So you're the famous Roxy Rocket.
You're as smart as you are handsome.
I didn't think you were foolish enough to make trouble here.
Well, with Batman missing, other crooks in Gotham are picking the city clean.
I thought I'd try my luck here.
Back up. What do you mean, "Batman missing"?
I thought you'd know. Don't all you spandex boys...
-...have club meetings? -We're not exactly friends.
I'll be your friend.
Sorry, little girl. You're going home.
-What about the alarm? -The cops are swamped...
...and the Bat's a no-show. Who's gonna come?
-There's always the relief pitcher. -Smoke him!
You see where he went?
Let's just get out of here.
It's cold out, better bundle up.
Black and blue are definitely your color.
Batman Schmatman.
I got this down.
Or not.
-You okay? -I could've handled them.
Sure. Now, where's your boss?
-Around. -Okay, let's try this another way.
Where's Bruce?
He called me. Said he'd be away on business...
...and I shouldn't worry. But he was weird.
He wasn't himself.
And he wouldn't just bail without telling Batgirl or Nightwing.
-What do they think? -Batgirl traced the phone call to Romania.
They went over to find some guy who might've kidnapped him.
-"Ghoul" something. -So you're handling the whole city yourself?
During a crime spree?
Not again. It gets worse every time he doesn't show.
Then, this time, he will.
It's been half an hour.
Shut it down, he's not coming.
Good evening, commissioner.
Sorry I'm late.
Where in heaven's name have you been?
Away.
That's it? That's all I get?
Well, if you were trying to prove how much this city needs you, you succeeded.
Crime's up 1 5 percent in the last two weeks.
It's about to get worse.
This was taken by airport security two hours ago.
I thought you'd be interested.
Right here. Look familiar?
-Bane. -Ah, yes. Bane.
Word has it, he's refined his venom formula.
-They say he's twice as strong. -Then, I'll have to be twice as careful.
Thanks, commissioner.
-That was close. -You're telling me.
-The sooner we find your boss, the better. -Right side.
Does he look bigger to you?
Three weeks ago, Bruce went to work like normal.
Then walked out without saying a word to anyone.
We'll start with his computer records.
So how'd you do Batman's voice?
Precise muscle control.
Plus, I have a pretty good ear.
Don't do that again.
I need a gizmo from your belt. Second pocket, on the right.
All units respond to a disturbance on the second floor.
Unit 1 8, on our way.
-Come on. -All this sneaking around isn't my style.
What do you mean? It's half the fun.
Here, this is a vid-mail Bruce sent Lucius Fox...
...the same day he called me.
Hi, Lucius. Sorry to run off yesterday.
I've decided to treat myself to an impromptu vacation.
Hope you don 't mind running things without me for a while.
I know you're used to it.
See what I mean about him acting strange?
He's smiling.
So he tells you he's at work, and he tells work he's on vacation.
Can you track the message?
Already did. New Zealand.
Either Bruce is hopping around the globe--
Or, someone's faking the traces to hide where he is.
Maybe something here will tell us where he really went.
That's strange.
Something's moving on these papers.
Nanites.
-I don't see anything. -They're microscopic robots.
They're all over the phone.
And there's a needle in the earpiece.
Someone's injected nanites into Bruce's body.
He's under some kind of mind control.
Even if I did know where to find the Mad Hatter, I'm no stool pigeon.
Why should I tell you?
A man's life is in danger. Isn't that enough?
You're breaking my heart.
Kick over the desk.
Just do it!
I won't ask twice.
All right, no need to get your feathers ruffled.
It happens our capped compadre...
...is attending a meeting of notable ne'er-do-wells.
They're hatching a plot to capitalize on your purported disappearance.
-Where? -Now he's getting it.
By combining our talents, we will rule Gotham City.
Anyone we wish to imprison...
...you, Riddler, will entrap.
Any from whom we require allegiance...
...you, Hatter, will control.
And any that stand in our way...
...I will break.
I've always wanted to team muscle with my mind.
And any chance to test my new puzzles, of course.
And you, my friend, are you in?
Tweedle-Bane and Tweedle-Brain.
If it's all the same, I'll play your game.
Sorry to bust in.
But we couldn't wait to spoil your fun.
On the contrary, I feared you were gone forever, Batman.
And that would have meant, I'd never feel your spine crumble in my hands.
Hey!
I almost regret that you are defenseless, Batman.
After waiting so long for this day...
...it was, sadly, too easy.
That's not possible.
He's been working out.
It's not fair!
We got a runner.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Can't let you do everything.
I'll tell thee everything I can.
There's little to relate.
These little fishes, I perceive, may have no earthly mate.
No earthly mate.
-The bugs aren't yours? -My, no.
I'd be proud if they were.
I've stolen from the best: Wayne Tech, LexCorp, S.T.A.R. Labs...
...and this circuitry is far more advanced than anything I've ever seen.
I daresay, it may even be of alien origin.
Hi, Lucius. Sorry to run off yesterday.
I've decided to treat myself to an impromptu vacation.
Hi, Lucius. Sorry to run off yesterday.
I've decided to treat myself to an impromptu vacation.
He's really being controlled by aliens?
-I'm deeply hurt. -Sorry.
But what would aliens want with Bruce?
That's the big question.
It's not about ransom.
It's like they need him for something.
And they want the rest of us to think he's okay.
--to an impromptu vacation.
-What? -There's a noise in the background.
-lf you say so. -I'll try to bring it up.
--an impromptu vacation.
-What's that? -It's rocket exhaust.
Where would you need Bruce Wayne to launch a rocket?
Wayne Aerospace.
-Propulsion is go. -Stand by for final trajectory.
Launch in T minus four minutes.
You do have a good ear.
This site was supposed to be mothballed.
That looks friendly.
Actually, it looks Kryptonian.
Bruce.
I'd like to thank everyone for all your hard work.
And for maintaining this project's secrecy.
Now, please, set all systems to pilot control...
...and you can all go home.
-What? -Did he say go home?
-Go home? -Well, I don't know.
That's it, we're done. Thank you.
-Okay. -I don't know.
Ridiculous.
-I don't know. -Go figure, you know.
-Wacky billionaire. -Exactly.
Everybody's gone.
We're alone.
Well done, Mr. Wayne.
Brainiac.
Your usefulness to me has ended.
Bruce, come on. Let's get out of here.
I suspected that we might meet, Batman.
You got into Wayne's computers during his partnership with LexCorp.
-Yes. -You saw his company could build a rocket.
So you took control of Bruce Wayne, and had him authorize the project.
You're every bit the detective that your followers on the lnternet believe.
I also know how you work:
Collect a planet's knowledge, then destroy it.
I can't allow you to leave.
What you allow does not concern me.
While your deductive skills are impressive, you are still only human.
Kal-El. This development was highly improbable.
Today's been full of surprises.
Your flight's been canceled, Brainiac.
I beg to differ.
Stay with Bruce.
I think I can handle that.
Goodbye, Kal-El. It was an unexpected bonus destroying you.
-How are you feeling? -Better.
The nanites are dissolving away on their own.
I guess with that Brainiac guy toasted, they just knew to self-destruct.
I'd check your computer systems anyway.
Brainiac has a way of leaving a little of himself behind.
I hear the city's been busy.
Nothing the kid couldn't handle. I have to say, for a guy...
...who's supposed to be such a loner, you sure know how to pick a partner.
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