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As a dedicated undercover agent, Winster has been doing his undercover work conscientiously, and he goes wherever there are many owls.
Before today, he had passed on news about the owls to the warden more than once. The problem was that even though everyone knew that the owls were guilty, the law could not convict them of their crimes.
Sometimes Winster is also very confused. He wants fairness and justice, not to atone for his own sins, but because there should be fairness and justice in this world, and that should be brought by the law...Now the law is protecting people like them, how can he change this city?
Therefore, even though the list of names he collected grew larger and the information he controlled became more sufficient, his "superiors" did nothing and remained silent. The jealous warden knew everything, and those people continued to enjoy their wealthy lives... Winter could understand that eliminating so many people was not only a matter of legal procedure, but such a major case would also cause social unrest.
Until he informed the warden that he was about to join the core of Owl, and then they issued the action instructions.
Check the number of owls present.
Determines whether all remotely watched and commanded owls are online.
Confirm that all video and voice data will not be transmitted.
The last few words were heard out of thin air by Winster, making him subconsciously follow the other party's instructions -
Winster immediately rushed into the bathroom inside the conference room and locked the door. The bathrooms in high-end clubs often have the best sound insulation. Then, he crawled into the bathroom cabinet and closed his eyes.
He trembled slightly.
There's something... there's something. Without being reminded, Winster could sense that something was coming.
Something is coming.
At that moment, this was the consensus of everyone.
The owl in the room did not notice Winster's escape. Even if they noticed his abnormality, it was too late for them to care... Before their eyes was a scene of demons dancing in disorder.
A strange but pleasant melody lingered in the room. People stared at the surveillance footage. Some had crazy looks on their faces, some were so scared that their cheeks turned pale, and some had flushed faces from excitement. They were clearly looking at the same scene, but it seemed as if they saw different desires deep in their hearts.
A certain gray-haired old lady made a "ho-ho" sound, and then she intermittently uttered a few words in Old Irish, as if she was lost in memories of the past. She was sitting in a wheelchair, a mask covering her face, but she looked... very happy.
It was an uncomfortable, insane feeling of elation, and she raised her right arm and chanted, "I love... this city... I love you, Gotan."
Perhaps because the movement was too large, her porcelain white owl mask fell off during the movement.
If Winston were here, he would be speechless from shock.
This old lady in the wheelchair was also a prominent figure in Gotham fifty years ago. She was the seventh mayor of Gotham and had safely won the election. She was a friend of the Wayne family and was described by all the younger generations as an elder who was so kind that people couldn't help but get close to her.
But when this elder was wearing a mask, he said in a cold tone: "For the court, torture her in the most cruel way and break every bone of her. Gotham doesn't need vigilantes. The next target is Batman... We must take back the city that belongs to the court."
She smiled as she looked at the picture in front of her, but the picture had been cut off, and the screen was dark. Her smile seemed weird.
However, this old lady is still a normal person. Compared to her, the situations of others are more...crazy.
Some people curled up their bodies with all their strength, crossed their fingers on their chests and abdomens, and broke their finger bones unconsciously, but did not utter a single cry of pain; some people danced gracefully, with beautiful and chaotic steps, as if another dancer was guiding them to make twisted postures; some people crawled on the ground, hiding themselves in the darkness and trembling; others had a slightly smaller reaction, and just sat there stiffly, trembling, with tears rolling down their cheeks... The music disappeared along with the video screen, and these people seemed to calm down a little. When Winster walked out of his hiding place, let alone any weird behavior, the room was almost the same as before, except that the lights were turned on, the room was a little messy, and a lot of people had left.
...No, there are some changes.
Winter found that regardless of gender, age or status, everyone seemed to have developed Parkinson's disease within a few minutes. It was not very obvious when they were walking, but after stopping, their expressions were calm, but their limbs were trembling slightly.
No one paid any attention to Winster. They calmly took off their masks, blatantly violating the court's request, not caring about their faces being seen by other members, and then left the house in eerie silence.
Winster stood between them, his hand on the gun handle under his windbreaker, not knowing whether to pull it out.
[Don't play with them,] His phone vibrated slightly, it was a message from Betty Wen, [They are not normal people.]
[Hmm] Winster didn’t feel it before, but now after receiving this message, all the fear and grievances came up at once. He had a lot of things to say, but in the end he only sent one sentence, [Is Gotan City okay?]
About this matter...Weiwei doesn't know either.
She is a person who is not afraid of taking risks when making plans. As long as there is a 30% success rate, she will give it a try, especially after drawing the doctor's gold card. Although the doctor said that "time cannot be turned back", the system interface is not false. Weiwei tacitly assumes that someone will back her up, so she becomes even more unscrupulous.
She is still in the maze.
The blade of the sharp claw missed the target and pierced into Vivi's heart. It might have been an accident or it might have been intentional. As soon as the synthesized prop card was used, Vivi "died".
When the screen froze, the prop card had only been used for 17 seconds, but in these 17 seconds, many people with new "professions" appeared densely on the map. There were a dozen of them scattered in Gotan County, more than 20 in the harbor house, and a dozen in every corner of the city, including the claw next to him. They had a common profession -
[Crazy Infected]
Weiwei: “…”
She felt something was a little off.
[Bronze (fake) Scene: Shadow that cannot be looked at or heard]
[Summon a scene that is superimposed on any physical object. The object's shadow will be distorted. Those who look directly at the shadow will be shattered by intense fear. Those who listen to the whispers will be haunted by lingering fear for the rest of their lives.]
[Fear breeds madness, madness breeds fear...]
Weiwei superimposed this summoned limited-time scene on her bear ear headband.
The activities of the gargoyles need fear to be maintained, so Vivi has been paying attention to this power. The long and silent night was almost "squeezed dry", and many gargoyles had to tighten their belts and turn into statues again. But in just a dozen seconds, Vivi watched as the power of fear began to grow at a steady and slow pace, and at least a dozen more gargoyles could fly in the sky of Gotan City.
The way Vivi feels now... is like the parents of out-of-school children seeing a kind-hearted person who sponsors their children's education. Apart from anything else, Strange can open teaching classes again.
She chose to resurrect, put away her headband in one second, stopped pretending, took out her gun and instantly eliminated the surveillance above, and then Weiwei returned to her original place——
The claw that had just killed her stayed there, with the occupation on his head still reading "Crazy Infector". He held Weiwei's body in one hand and knelt there without any reaction.
Weiwei took off his mask. His upper body didn't move, but his eyeballs moved horizontally, staring at her with his blue eyes, like a long-haired black stray dog.
Weiwei sighed, put her own body on her back, then took out a water pipe, glued the claws that seemed to be stupid, and looked at the owl statue in front of her -
Only one hand was free, and she used that hand to hold the gun.
Bullets flew out of the barrel of the Desert Eagle. The first shot destroyed the ugly head of the owl statue, the second shot shattered its wings, and the third shot completely broke the load-bearing lower body, and the huge statue collapsed.
[Cleared [Instance: Minos Labyrinth (Damaged)]]
[The Goat House has been strengthened, the current level is lv3]
[lv3: The number of cabin entrances increases from 6 to 9, and the number of mazes that can exist at the same time increases from 3 to 6]
[The current maze will be locked in 15 minutes, and all living things in the maze will be teleported]
[You get a reward: Transparent card x1]
[Transparent Card: You can specify to remove one characteristic of an existing card. After copying, the effect will be gold level, but it can only be used once.]
Only then did she put down her gun, grabbed the Fool's Claw, carried the corpse on her back, and walked towards the only closed and unactivated space on the map.
This square space is clearly inside a maze, but there is no way to get in. But it doesn't matter, Weiwei has a hammer.
She also notified Violin to inform the other allies that the trouble was temporarily solved...but she didn't know if those owls would create new troubles. After exploring the last room, she went to check the situation.
...seems like I forgot something?
…
As soon as he entered the underground, Jason realized that he had made a stupid mistake. If a vigilante encountered problems, he could obviously call for help from other vigilantes instead of him, a criminal, chasing after them to save them.
His tracking skills are pretty good, and he has received instruction from many masters... A few months ago, Jason could hardly imagine that he would think of Batman so calmly, but he would not always be so emotional, because even in the same city, he would always miss the Bat for various reasons.
These missed opportunities gave Jason some time to recover and figure out that what he wanted to do was to save Gotham City instead of fighting with Batman.
Killing Xiao Chou might mean the death of the past Jason, and everything would be completely over.
The dead man got up and killed the murderer, an eye for an eye, fair and just.
——It’s Xiao Chou’s turn to die.
On the way to save people, he encountered a killer and was injured. He arrested a thief who wanted to steal a steel pipe, saved a cat stuck in a wire mesh, encountered an assassin from the Assassin's League and avoided him as far as possible... Time passed by, which meant that the chance of survival of the kidnapped person was getting lower and lower. The man sighed and thought almost in frustration: "No matter why you hid this from Bat... Anyway, I won't cover up for a rebellious child."
Vivi doesn't seem to want to reveal the secret of the underground killer to the old Batman, and Jason doesn't want to either, but if the little brat gets away with it... he doesn't mind letting Batman clean up the mess.
He called...well, he made an anonymous call to Oracle and told her in a gruff voice that the "Night Watcher" was in some trouble. After hanging up the phone, Jason continued his investigation. Another two hours passed, and he didn't encounter the killer again, but this call was in vain.
To make matters worse, he also heard about the explosion in the suburbs and the unusual movements in the church. Undercurrents were surging beneath the peaceful city, and he knew that someone had been killed again.
It was almost noon. The animated film with Batman as the villain was premiering today. People were rushing through the streets. A man wearing a red hood angrily stomped on cigarette butts that were casually thrown away by others, and then made an internationally recognized friendly gesture to the little kid who had thrown away the cigarette butt:
What is happening to the little bastard Vivi White now?