Criminal erasers; cowl wearing clue chasers.
Costumed,
Crusading,
Constantly crime-fighting two-facers.

Egads
No real mistakes by the guru doing Kung-Fu:
Calm as Sulu
Simply sampling fingerprints of clues just to enthuse
Any evil on the loose: No excuse

Impartial to dangerous sharks, he’s got repellent spray
Master of all martial arts, in each apparent way
Perfecting corrections to ******* a simple blade
Inspecting collections of riddles, stenciled and sprayed

He lurks in the dark,
Look for the signal in the sky
The rodent that flies,
And gives bad vibes to bad guys

He acts prudishly;
Lives reclusively.
Actuality:
Delivers swift justice with impunity.

Fighting like every breath: the last
His knowledge is vast,
His fortune’s never few from the cash he’s amassed
And his strength is never surpassed

Steadfast; he’s on the enigmatic hunt.
Overly-dramatic with an acrobatic stunt