"But I want to tell you a more shocking secret, a secret that is enough to change our understanding of Gotham."

Upon hearing this, Falcone frowned, and his eyebrows looked like two tangled caterpillars.

His eyes widened slightly, revealing a bit of vigilance and curiosity.

Falcone leaned forward slightly unconsciously, as if he wanted to get closer to Qin Yang and hear the secret more clearly.

Falconet slowly said: "Qin Yang, who exactly is the secret you are talking about?" There was a hint of urgency in his voice, and there seemed to be a force in his throat pushing him to make a sound.

Qin Yang bowed slightly, his movements elegant and humble.

His body was like a bent bow, showing respect for Falcone.

“Sir Falcone, I do not stand here entirely in my own capacity.

In fact, I have a lot of ties to the Court of Owls. Although I am not an official member, I belong to a conservative faction within the court.

This secret comes from our inside information.”

When Falconet heard this, there was a flash of shock in his eyes, and that look was like a huge wave suddenly rising from the calm sea.

His pupils contracted slightly, and the light in his eyes instantly became sharp.

But he quickly regained his composure and took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the shock in his heart.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched at his sides as he waited quietly for Qin Yang's next words.

Qin Yang continued: "The Court of Owls, this ancient organization hidden in the shadows of Gotham, has an influence far beyond your imagination."

Qin Yang's voice became a little low, as if he was telling an ancient and mysterious legend.

There was a complex light in his eyes, awe and worry.

He began to describe the Court of Owls in detail.

"This court has existed in Gotham for a long time, dating back to the founding of Gotham.

Their headquarters is hidden in an extremely secluded place, a place shrouded in darkness and mystery.

Entering there is like entering a dark world isolated from the outside world.

The walls around were covered with strange symbols and patterns, and those symbols seemed to have life, emitting a creepy aura.

"The members of the court were all dressed in ancient robes, made of what looked like some kind of heavy satin, but with a metallic feel.

They wore strange masks on their faces, and the eyes of the masks flashed a cold light, making it impossible to see their expressions.

They move silently, like ghosts moving through the darkness."

"They have been secretly controlling the trajectory of this city.

Whenever Gotham reaches a certain level of prosperity, the court will think it is time to "clean up", that is, to destroy the existing order and re-establish their rule, thereby deepening their control over Gotham. "

As Qin Yang spoke, he waved his arms around the room, as if to vividly present this terrifying organization to Falconet.

Falcone was silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on the ground, as if he was thinking about something.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he was digesting this shocking information.

The history of Gotham's development over the years came to mind, and those prosperous periods were always followed by sudden disasters and chaos.

His hand unconsciously touched his chin, and his fingers gently stroked his chin.

Falcone said in a low voice: "So, they were also responsible for the murder of the Waynes?" There was a hint of anger and sadness in his voice that was hard to conceal.

The Wayne family is a legendary existence in Gotham, and the death of the Waynes is a huge pain for the entire Gotham.

Qin Yang nodded, his expression becoming serious. "That's right.

The deaths of the Waynes were part of a plan by the court hardliners to intensify the chaos in Gotham and accelerate the destruction of the city."

Qin Yang's voice was full of helplessness and sadness.

Then, Qin Yang began to describe in detail the night when the Waynes were murdered.

“It was a dark night, and a light fog hung over the streets of Gotham.

The Waynes came out of the theater with little Bruce, with happy smiles on their faces.

Mr. Wayne was wearing a smart suit and Mrs. Wayne was wearing a gorgeous evening gown.

They held hands, and little Bruce bounced between them.

“Suddenly, a group of mysterious people rushed out from the dark alley.

They moved quickly and agilely, like a pack of hungry wolves.

Their faces were covered with the Court of Owls' iconic masks, their eyes glowing fiercely in the darkness.

Before the Waynes could react, they were surrounded by them.

Mr. Wayne tried to protect his family and fought bravely, but they were outnumbered and brutal.”

Mrs. Wayne screamed in horror and she hugged little Bruce tightly.

But the men did not let them go, they shot them mercilessly.

Mr. Wayne fell first, his body lying in a pool of blood, his eyes still filled with reluctance and worry for his family.

When Mrs. Wayne saw her husband fall, her eyes were filled with despair.

Soon after, she was also killed by those people.

Little Bruce witnessed all this, his eyes were filled with fear and hatred. "

Their death is not only a family tragedy, but also a turning point in the fate of Gotham.

Since then, Gotham has fallen into a deeper darkness and chaos."

Qin Yang's voice was a little choked, as if he could feel the despair of the Waynes and the pain of little Bruce.

Falcone took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.

He seemed to be trying to calm the waves in his heart, his hands tightly grasped his clothes, and his fingers turned pale from the force.

There were flames of anger burning in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, as if trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

Falconet slowly said: "Qin Yang, your words are undoubtedly a huge blow to my long-held beliefs.

But if, as you say, the Court of Owls really intends to destroy Gotham, how should we respond?" There was a firmness in his voice, a determination not to back down even in the face of a huge threat.

His eyes were fixed on Qin Yang, as if he was looking for the answer in Qin Yang.

His body stood straight, like a big tree that would not bend even in strong winds.

His feet were firmly planted on the ground, as if he was ready for the upcoming battle.

Qin Yang said: "Mr. Falcone, precisely because we know this secret, we can't just sit there and wait for death.

Although I am a conservative, I do not agree with the extreme approach of the court. (End of this chapter)