Chapter 12 Owl: Nobody is allowed to talk to Wayne...
[Trigger Hidden Quest 1: Retrieve Claw Dick]
[Trigger Hidden Mission 2: Gain Dick's Approval]
[Mission Background: After his parents died in a fall during a circus performance, Dick, now an orphan, investigates the truth and seeks to kill the murderer, but is captured by the Court of Owls and turned into Claws. Going back to the Grayson family's grandfather's generation, members of this family have a tradition of being created into murderous puppets called "Claws" by the Court of Owls...]
The Owl Court is truly inhumane, taking advantage of an entire family. Wen Yue deeply sympathizes.
With Claws dealt with, Wen Yue quickly stepped forward to check on the victim's condition. She silently prayed that Tim's father was alright; otherwise, it would be too much of a nightmare.
If Claw Dick really did kill Tim's family, it would be a tragedy for both Tim and Dick—Tim would lose his father, and Dick would become a murderer just like the one who killed his parents.
Jack Drake had multiple cuts all over his body, but after a careful examination, none of them were life-threatening. The only problem was that he was in shock due to excessive blood loss. Wen Yue used a special emergency hemostatic patch on him, which had an immediate effect in stopping the bleeding. She also gave him a special treatment injection to ensure that his life was not in danger.
"Thank you, Batman." Seeing that his father was unharmed, Tim regained his composure and expressed his gratitude to Batman.
Player: You're welcome, Detective Duck.
Wen Yue sat down next to Mr. Drake and comforted Tim, telling him about the Court of Owls and asking him if he had any suspects.
This was a murder targeting the Drake family; the Court of Owls' targets included not only Tim's parents but also Tim himself.
With the hints, Tim quickly got an idea and focused on the note he had received earlier, which read: Cooperate with Wayne, and the Court of Owls will sentence you to death.
[New clue obtained: Death notice from the Court of Owls.]
Wen Yue held the note, her lips twitching. She felt a sense of absurdity. Were these owls out of their minds?
Why does this feel like a primary school student stealing a friend? Does the Owl Court have nothing better to do?
When the World Consciousness was managing the Wayne Group, they were all well-behaved and obedient. But as soon as the players arrived, they started pointing fingers and bossing people around. So they just wanted to bully the players, right?
A faint, brief, and urgent ambulance siren could be heard in the distance. Wen Yue picked up Lizhao and said goodbye before leaving.
Back in the bat cave, Wen Yue placed Dick in the medical room for a full-body scan. The amber gold and Dionysus factor within Claw's body would repair and heal the host's body. After confirming that everything was alright, Wen Yue locked him in a transparent isolation room to the side.
This Dick doesn't look very old, maybe fifteen or sixteen at most, but he's definitely older. The first step in making Claw is death. The Court of Owls will first insert an amber-gold tooth into the corpse. Over the years, the corpse will be filled with amber-gold, and eventually, when mixed with Dionysus Factor, the corpse will be awakened into Claw.
Dick was taken away by the Court of Owls at the age of nine. Judging from his appearance, the process of him becoming Claw took more than ten years, meaning that Dick slept for at least ten years before waking up to become a weapon of the court. That's why he looks like a minor.
Wen Yue slightly lowered the temperature in the isolation room, but not too much, just wanting to delay Dick's wake-up time.
Claws are essentially a corpse, and this corpse's activity depends entirely on its constant use of Amber Gold. Therefore, Claws' dependence on Amber Gold is their weakness.
Once Claws are defeated, Warmth can choose to cut off the supply of Amber Gold, as the cold can suppress the self-healing effect of Amber Gold on Claws. Lowering the body's core temperature will affect the energy supply of Amber Gold and Dionysus Factor, hindering Claws' movement or even causing them to remain dormant.
Wen Yue sat in front of the bat-shaped computer and deactivated her nano armor.
Players now have two bat suits: one is a standard bat suit made of Kevlar fiber, titanium, and Nomex reinforced fabric that needs to be put on by the player, with a cape made of electrosensitive and tensile-sensitive memory metal; the other is the Nanobat Armor obtained as a reward.
Because of the threat of claws in the bat cave, Wen Yue left behind a nano armor and controlled a clone to wear a regular bat suit for night patrols.
Tonight's patrol focuses on Arkham Asylum. After stopping several ordinary crimes, Batman heads straight for Arkham Asylum.
"Bang!" A huge monster made of mud slammed heavily onto the glass roof where Poison Ivy was imprisoned. The sharp cracking sound shattered the peaceful night in Arkham, and the glass, unable to withstand the weight, shattered and flew in all directions.
The alarm blared throughout Arkham, and guards rushed to the scene to confront the mud-faced monster.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" the mud-faced man roared excitedly, his mud arms stretching and extending, a large bucket whipping away the leading police officer. As a villain of style, he adhered to the principle of first come, first served, and never showed favoritism, treating the officers immediately following him equally. The large bucket whipped away until it was tiring.
Seeing this, the officers who arrived late hesitated, fearing that the big guns would slap them in the face at any moment. To be on the safe side, they raised their guns and aimed from a great distance, warning, "Don't make any rash moves, or we'll shoot!"
"Are you trying to scare me?" The mud-faced man scoffed dismissively and strode forward nonchalantly.
Bullets shot out like lightning, piercing through the mud-faced man's body, yet the mud-faced man moved unhindered, charging into the crowd—all bullet-type physical attacks were useless against him.
The mud-faced man, unscathed amidst a hail of bullets, laughed wildly: "Hahaha, useless! Is this all you've got?"
"Mudface, stop playing around!" Harley Quinn skipped past Mudface and hopped into Poison Ivy's cell.
"Understood. Once you've dealt with all of you, my rescue mission will be complete." The mud-faced man stopped the guards chasing Harley.
He swung his hand towards the crowd, then withdrew it as if electrocuted, nonchalantly changing direction to attack again. A quick-thinking officer's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "He's afraid of electricity!"
Upon hearing this, the remaining officers raised their batons, and the situation was reversed in an instant.
"Alright, alright, looks like I'll have to show you some real skills." The mud-faced man's face wriggled and transformed into the appearance of one of the police officers. "The advantage of being able to shapeshift is that I can blend into your crowd and attack without being detected. Guess which of your teammates is me?" He then transformed into the appearance of another police officer teammate, before his body melted into mud and rushed into the crowd.
The figure of the clay-faced man appeared beside everyone and then vanished instantly, leaving only his words echoing in everyone's ears: "You can't find me, you can't find me, I could be anyone around you."
He achieved his goal; every officer scrutinized the people around him with suspicion and couldn't help but distance themselves from their teammates.
The clay-faced man, having successfully sown discord, silently vanished into the shadows, lunging towards the outermost police officer whose back was turned to him.
Having arrived in Arkham long ago, Wen Yue had secretly laid out all the preparations. Upon seeing this scene, she silently raised her high-pressure water gun—
"Sizzle—" Like all mud and dust impacted by flowing water, the mud-faced man's body disintegrated. But that wasn't all. Wen Yue looked at the writhing mud and threw down a specially prepared high-powered stun gun from her all-purpose bat belt.
The interaction between electricity and water produced a violent physical reaction, accompanied by the release of energy and the burst of dazzling fireworks. For a moment, the crackling sounds and the howls of the clay figures mingled together in an endless symphony.
Ha, so easily defeated. Wen Yue's lips curled into a smirk, feeling quite pleased.
Clayface's arrival in Arkham was not for a stroll or sightseeing; he had a serious mission: to work with Harley to rescue Poison Ivy.
"Oh no, it's Batman!" Harley, who had been watching the show with Poison Ivy from the sidelines, suddenly changed her expression.
"Looks like we're in trouble, Little Ha." Poison Ivy also dropped her previous relaxed and carefree demeanor, now looking as if facing a formidable enemy.
“Okay, looks like that’s it for today. I thought we were going to have some fun…” Harley took off the white lab coat she wore when she infiltrated Arkham, revealing a red and blue contrasting top and sequined shorts underneath. With a nonchalant attitude, she picked up the baseball bat standing in the corner—this was Harley Quinn’s standard outfit.
Wen Yue was shocked and stepped forward to ask Harley, "Have you had a terrible day?"
"No, I'm having a great time every day." Harley was confused. She spent her days dancing energetically and partying in nightclubs until her calves ached.
"Have you ever encountered a scumbag who was charming?"
“I have nothing to say to those lunatics,” Harley shook her head dismissively.
"Perhaps you fell into a chemical pool?" Wen Yue guessed.
"Why did I fall into the chemical pool?" Harley asked with disgust.
"Okay, okay... I understand! You suffer from a mental illness that causes uncontrollable laughter?" With only one possibility left, Wen Yue concluded with absolute certainty.
A bad day, falling into a chemical vat, a psychiatrist encountering the Joker as a patient—these are all origins of the Joker or Harley Quinn. Aside from those external influences, the only remaining possibility is a congenital mental illness.
"I'm not a lunatic!" Harley felt wronged and thought the other person was inexplicably acting like a lunatic.
"Then how did you become Harley Quinn?" After being denied several times, Wen Yue was completely baffled. She couldn't understand how Harley Quinn had turned evil or changed. How could Harley Quinn appear even without the Joker? Did she have a self-awakening?
"Harley Quinn? You mean me? That's such a cool name, it suits me perfectly!" Harley's eyes lit up, and she nodded in approval. "Great, I'll be called Harley Quinn from now on. What do you think, Ai?" She turned to ask her best friend for his opinion.
Poison Ivy gently twirled a strand of hair between her fingers, her movements light and graceful. She smiled slightly to express her approval, "Of course, Little Ha."
The player secretly breathed a sigh of relief: I was just overthinking it!
"You can have whatever you like, but now is not the time to worry about titles." While talking to Harley, Poison Ivy secretly manipulated the growing plants, which had already quietly surrounded Batman...
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