Chapter 51 Chapter 51 [VIP]

Megan lives in Arkham Asylum and rarely sees the prison guards.

Her existence is protected. Only the mentally ill criminals imprisoned in the high-risk area are familiar with and understand her. Most people are unaware of the existence of such a little girl in the prison. Not only most of the prison guards, but also those little mice who sneaked in with concealed identities and hid everywhere. Most of them are blinded, and the information they can pass on is also deliberately screened.

After all, compared to those mentally ill patients who have never committed crimes and mentally ill criminals with medium to low levels of danger, most criminals who can be classified as highly dangerous have brains.

Even though they sometimes compete with each other and fight each other to the point of bloodshed, and have no friendship at all, after being imprisoned, they actually have an unspoken understanding on many things. They will safeguard the collective interests and work together to hide the truth from the prison guards, the warden and Batman. Moreover, they are able to cooperate in many cases.

At the same time, for the guards in Arkham, they fear the criminals in the high-risk areas more than Batman. After all, their lives are just a number. Arkham can afford the compensation and does not care about the deaths. It cannot punish the criminals for this, so they will take the initiative to avoid the high-risk areas and directly confirm that it is normal in their daily patrol records.

Apart from those prison guards who are lazy, cowardly, knowledgeable and have interesting opinions, the rest are people from all sides. They can be inserted, are trusted, and are familiar with and strictly abide by various little tricks for survival in the workplace.

These small phenomena add up to the fact that Batman has lost control of the real information inside Arkham, but he has not yet realized it.

Perhaps he realized that the criminals imprisoned in Arkham were already imprisoned, and escaping from prison would require time and opportunity. Unless someone bombed Arkham like Bane did and caused large-scale chaos, even if some people could escape from Arkham, their number would not be large.

However, outside of Arkham, crimes still occur in Gotham.

He invested in Arkham Asylum and strengthened the security of the prison in the name of the investor. He has set up a defense line and will also pay attention to the flow of people in and out of Arkham, as well as the movements of various forces outside.

Batman has taken precautions, and he is concerned not only about Arkham and Gotham, but also about events happening around the world and even in outer space. He has an iron will, but he is still flesh and blood, and he cannot have super vision and super hearing like Superman. All he can rely on is technology, intelligence network, and his brain.

Humans can never function like machines, and the behavior of madmen is even more unpredictable.

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Megan didn't have any impression of Batman. She heard his low and hoarse voice. After her father pointed out Batman to her, she slowly realized that many things in the Joker's cell had bat logos on them and belonged to Batman.

But Dad said it was his trophy and collection.

The clown's collection cannot be shared with anyone, including Megan. He said to the child: "They all belong to me, and you belong to me too, and neither of you can be touched by anyone else, just like-"

He smiled mockingly, "Just like your trash, oh no, your collection, I won't take it." Of course he looked down on those trash! Only Megan had nothing. When she realized that something belonged to her, she would take it back, but she herself hadn't realized this yet and was still so slow and ignorant that it was laughable.

Megan still didn't understand.

But she didn't take the initiative to figure it out, and no one urged her to do so, so she could do whatever she wanted.

It was autumn again, and she was in Poison Ivy's greenhouse, standing on tiptoe, resting her chin on the not-so-high table, looking at her pot of green plants.

"Raising a child is like planting a plant. When you are still a seed, you need to be carefully nurtured and allowed to germinate. Then you are given a new environment. You should absorb nutrients from the outside world, so we create an environment that allows you to grow better and provide you with everything you need."

Poison Ivy sat on the other side of the table and spoke slowly, "But if you want to grow a plant with strong vitality, once you've passed the early stages when it's most vulnerable to death, the plant will face challenges as it grows, allowing you to slowly adapt to various environments. This will help you develop resistance, rather than being willful and easily withered."

She lowered her eyes and saw the child opposite, staring intently at the green plants, but she was neither observing nor recognizing. Most of the time, her eyes were empty. She had stayed in an empty world for too long, and even if she walked out, she would not be able to change herself for the time being.

"Little Megan," Poison Ivy stretched out her hand, which was originally circling her red hair, and easily crossed the table, pinched the end of Megan's hair that was tied into a small bun, and gently brushed it across her nose, immediately attracting her attention.

The child suddenly became lively. The hair brushing against his nose was itchy, and Megan's upper eyelids drooped, as if she was not very happy. In fact, it was an instinctive reaction, because the tail of the hair was taken away too close, and she didn't want the hair to be swept into her eyes.

It was not easy for her, a child who usually had no expression on her face and looked silly, to make any expression, which made Poison Ivy let go of her hair. However, when she seemed to be relieved, she reached out and pinched her face.

Megan's face feels great and is very different from how she looked when I first met her.

At that time, she completely closed herself off, almost numb and rigid, with only a set of operating mechanisms adjusted by the Joker. Even if she could slowly respond in the end, the barrier was too thick, and Poison Ivy was unable to sacrifice for her, break the barrier and bring her out.

But the clown did it. I don't know what method he used, but when he brought the child back again, her eyes were bright and she could even speak.

Poison Ivy just touched her lightly and withdrew her hand. When Megan looked up at her, her eyes were instead on the pot of green plants on the table.

“The plants in the greenhouse can grow well because of me. They are my most obedient children and will grow into any shape according to my wishes,” just like the dark brown vines that crawled under the table, climbed up along the table legs, and finally touched her fingertips.

"But humans are not like that. Human growth should be like that kind of cultivation. Their lives should be respected. They should grow outside the eaves. Even if they are just transplanted into human gardens, they will be cared for in every aspect, and it is their own growth."

What about the sealed greenhouse? It's a fake environment, a simulated climate where rain, temperature, wind, sunlight, and nutrients are all manipulated to keep the plants growing, regardless of their current season or potential disasters.

Even if the plants growing in the greenhouse are lush, they will not have a real soul because they have never faced the real wind, rain and disasters in the outside world.

Poison Ivy took care of the plants in the greenhouse, and they were all growing well, but when she glanced at the ground and the corners, there were still many uncared-for weeds struggling to grow, and some were simply not adapted to the current simulated climate. But even though they were short, with scorched or dried leaves, they were the most tenacious and beautiful children of vitality here.

It was still summer in the greenhouse and autumn outside, but Megan had just experienced the cold winter and broke through the ground to welcome the new spring.

The red-haired woman showed a happy and beautiful smile. She said, "Good child, keep growing."

Plants are affected by the four seasons, but when people grow to a certain stage, they are no longer affected by the seasons because their souls are evergreen.

Megan was in Arkham, with irregular times for studying and playing. When she walked out of the Joker's cell door, whoever she met, they would either ignore her, play with her, or bring her to another person.

Of course, there are not so many kind people in Arkham, such as Black Mask, Victor Zsasz, Firefly, Professor Pig-faced, Mad Hatter... This is not a safe place, but there is the Joker as a deterrent, and there are many criminals who are close to Megan and give her shelter, and take the initiative to eliminate those hidden dangers.

Killer Croc and Poison Ivy are like this. One has terrifying brute strength and a rational mind, and the other has the ability to control plants, release pheromones and make poisons. They have both expressed their attitudes long ago.

However, after Megan came back, there was another scarecrow, working with a gloomy face. He did not have fear gas on hand, but as a truly capable former psychology professor, it was easy for him to hypnotize some ordinary people.

Get rid of some spies and people with bad intentions as a show for a few "guardians".

Scarecrow has a strong desire for revenge. Recently, he has had more things to do because of Megan. Of course, he thinks this is troublesome, but he can't touch Megan. What's more, Megan is his "research material". Although Megan is still a stupid child now, she will be a little smarter in the future, and maybe she will be away from "danger", so he thinks he should be anxious.

As for pretending to be kind and gentle to trick children? He didn't have that burden.

Anyway, he worked tirelessly for the Joker and Megan for a while without getting paid. Maybe it couldn't really be considered illegal work, after all, he took the initiative. And one morning, he took Megan away directly. He really didn't want to run into Killer Croc or Poison Ivy, so he took the initiative. But in order to avoid misunderstandings...

So they all knew that it was the Scarecrow who took her away.

The scarecrow knew how slowly her short legs could flutter, so he picked her up and carried her away. Megan was not frightened or scared, but looked around all the way. As he strode up the stairs and swayed, she put her arms around his neck.

His eyebrows moved slightly, he glanced at her and sneered, "Do you think everyone will fall for your tricks?"

No way? Just because of the small actions of this child with a congenital defect, a vicious criminal fell for her physically and mentally, and still protected her?

It's crazy.

But it is true that everyone who can get here is crazy.

The Scarecrow thought he was a madman, but at the same time he thought he was still rational. He took Megan to his cell, which was in a remote location with few "residents" around. After all, his fear gas was not very popular among the people, and the Scarecrow had known this for a long time.

When you enter the cell, the first thing you see is the bookshelf that occupies the side wall of the front. There are many books on psychology, chemistry and even neurology. In addition, there are journals, papers, original non-English books, etc.

In front of the bookshelf is a set of valuable tables and chairs. Scarecrow never hesitates to decorate his research site. Even if it is an Arkham laboratory, his theoretical knowledge can still be improved.

When the Scarecrow came in, he kicked the door shut, turned on the light, put Megan on a chair, and moved a chair to sit opposite her.

He is tall and thin, and looks like he can't fight at all. After all, research relies on brainpower. Apart from that, it would be enough for him to know some basic physical skills and practice running ability.

When he sat down, his forearms resting on his legs, his hands interlaced, he leaned over to look at Megan, still much taller than her, with a serious expression and scrutinizing eyes. He asked in confusion, "What did the clown do to you, Megan?"

"If you remember, could you tell me?"

The author has something to say:

I was sick for several days and just discovered it yesterday.

The last chapter was updated late, so I didn't write much. As for the entanglement between the Joker and Batman even after one of them died, you can refer to "Pale Knight"

In Pale Knight, Jack Napier and the Joker are two personalities. When Batman was defeated one time, Jack implanted a chip into Batman's brain. Many years after the Joker's death, the chip was activated and Jack became an "illusion" that only Batman could see.

Chip Jack is super cute! He bickers with Batman, like they're sworn enemies when they're alive, but Jack, knowing he's dead, lets go and becomes sunny and cheerful (no CP romance involved—Harley and Jack have twins. The older sister is Jackie, who has a clown-like personality, and the younger brother is Bryce, who's a good kid).

Jack was really excited to see Harley again, but he keenly noticed a clue that there was love between Harley and Batman, so he felt jealous but tried to bring them together.

I'm getting off topic, but the relationship between Jack and Harley in "Pale Rider" is really great. There is a great cover where Jack is holding Harley, and the size difference and their intimate posture are so great. I saw that page a few years ago and it has always been in my mind.

But there are many wonderful settings in the comics... For example, the eldest brother Jason and Dick came later, and some of the plots are also very emmm, and there are knives.

As for the bad entanglement, just refer to "Arkham Knight". In the game, the Joker really haunts Batman's mind.