"Oracle", Barbara Gordon, formerly Batgirl.

When she received the anonymous call from Jason, Vivi had not yet come out of the maze. She just reported safety to them from time to time. However, Barbara raised her eyebrows - normal people would not report the crime to the oracle.

This mysterious man was almost saying, "Hey, I know who you vigilantes are. I also have your contact information. Now the night watchman is in trouble, go find her." If Barbara hadn't guessed who was making the call, she would have almost thought it was a "kidnapping threat" and "provocation."

——The man who dealt with the Moria gang, chopped off the heads of a dozen drug dealers, and threw the other drug dealers who were lucky enough to be alive to the Austin Police Department, Red Hood.

"It's really interesting. He originally controlled those drug dealers and integrated other small gangs. Black Mask, Penguin, Two-Face... were all gone. He had a chance to make a name for himself in Gotham, but he gave up," Barbara tapped on the keyboard and pulled up Red Hood's data. Of course, they had investigated him. "He did a good job in anti-tracking. Weiwei's attitude was also strange... Is he someone we can cooperate with?"

Not really. Red Hood's actions were too brutal, and the information given to Barbara by the informant also showed how cruel and ruthless this gang was to criminals. It seemed that they could not suppress their destructive desires and surging emotions.

Barbara put herself in Weiwei's perspective and felt a little amused: "...using you again?"

Weiwei broke down the wall in front of her, and under the glaring light, she entered the last closed room.

Four rows of red-painted coffins were displayed in the room.

There are about forty coffins here, with photos of children on them. Some of the coffins are open and empty.

The claw that was dragging Vivi suddenly struggled. Vivi glanced at him and disabled the prop. He walked to one of the coffins, disarmed himself, and lay down in it.

Weiwei walked over with frowned brows, looking down at the sharp claws in front of her. The man was tall and well-proportioned, with marks of injuries and training on his body. He was an immortal and powerful assassin, but he was lying in the coffin, hugging his arms, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Are you scared?" Weiwei held her chin and squatted beside him, looking at him, "How do you feel?"

Weiwei's face was reflected in the man's blue eyes, but he frowned in pain: "Light--"

He raised his scarred hands to block the light, like a vampire trembling in the light.

Weiwei pulled out the claws that had been curled up to avoid the light, and then in front of him——

She placed her body in his coffin.

The claws were still dull.

Then, Weiwei took out the nails and sealed the coffin. Now, unless someone has a hammer produced by the system, no one can break the coffin.

Claw didn't seem to give up the mission assigned to him by the court, but facing the impact of the "bear ear headband", he was obviously "broken-minded" and "haunted by fear for the rest of his life". Weiwei decided not to clear his memory for the time being. She could keep this guy by her side and see what he would become under the effect of the props.

She had just finished dealing with the corpse, and when she looked up, she saw Claws lying in another coffin and closing the lid.

?

Weiwei clapped her hands and opened the other coffins one by one. In each coffin lay a dormant killer. The bases of these coffins could provide a constant low temperature. While they were still dormant, Weiwei pulled everyone out and decided to dig a corner of the court.

"I don't know what you saw..." she muttered, "I don't think it was anything scary."

Weiwei also heard the unpleasant voices, as if someone was talking in her sleep. She also looked directly at the thing that could not be looked at, but her shadow was wriggling in the darkness. The player felt a little regretful. She liked horror games very much, but this single-player game was obviously still in the original style.

Weiwei tied all the claws together and threw them into the pool under the statue. Then she ruthlessly opened the coffin lid of Blue-Eyed Claw, covered his head with clothes, and dragged the guy out.

She didn't believe in the random teleportation in the game. It would be fun to be teleported to the Batcave, but she should leave before the countdown ended.

——The job fair held by the Town of South Hinckley at Owl Court was a great success!

About an hour later, Weiwei entered Gotan Harbor from the underground river below, and then found the safe house of the Freeze Man - this was provided to her by the Freeze Man before he was imprisoned, and all the equipment was functioning normally.

During this period, the owls all returned to their "nests", or in other words, Vivi could see that all the [crazy infectious people] on the map returned home, and there were not even any car accidents along the way.

They are quieter than babies... almost as quiet as the claw next to Weiwei.

"I feel much calmer in the dark, but I feel terrified in the light. I am conscious, but my thoughts are fragmented, and I cannot express or communicate accurately. It seems that I have not yet reached the level of being sent to Arkham Asylum, but I have not become a fool either..."

Fear transformed him, and is this also true of owls now?

Owl feels great.

For example, Mr. Douglas.

This gentleman lived near the port of Gotham. His family had been owls for generations, and he had been a "smart" child since he was young. Douglas was thoughtful, energetic, and loved art. Gotham had abundant shipping resources and was also a famous art capital.

Doug loves to paint, and his paintings are famous for their bloody, magnificent, wild and bold colors. However, as he gets older, he rarely paints anymore, not because of his body, but because he has lost his inspiration. As a member of the court, he never has to worry about his life, even if he knows that the wealth he has obtained is stained with the blood of innocent people, but so what... Who asked others to stand in front of the court?

The Owl Court is an international organization that "helps each other".

Doug sat on the sofa in a daze.

Then he stood up, and the whole world was spinning. As he walked, strange notes and weird pictures appeared intermittently in his ears and eyes, but Doug didn't feel anything strange, he felt great.

That note was the sound of his blood flowing through his body. He found himself becoming much stronger than before. He could hear almost everything. He was "filled".

The maid ended her chat when he opened the door and looked at him in horror, but Doug ignored her and strode away into his studio.

He paints whenever inspiration strikes.

The two maids sweeping the door heard a bang. It was Doug slamming the carved door shut. In the past, this master would have lost his temper at the slightest noise.

The two maids looked at each other, and the younger one whispered, "Is Mr. Doug...senile?"

Doug thought he was acting very strong, but in fact, in other people's eyes he was like this -

The master who pushed the door open had a pale face, as if he was extremely frightened. His pupils were constricted and he was visibly shaking. Then, he looked at the maid in horror, as if he had seen a monster. His expression scared the two of them, so they didn't dare to go over at the first time.

Then he stumbled to the studio and pushed the door open with his body. There was a loud bang, and then there was no sound.

The maids looked anxious, not knowing whether they should follow.

Mr. Doug's temper has worsened with age, and if they disturbed his painting, they might be fired.

But a "crackling" sound was heard from the studio, which scared the two of them and they ran over immediately -

The old man in the studio fell to the ground, staring at the painting in front of him and making "ah" and "ah" sounds, and the sound was actually "joy".

The maid uttered a scream of terror.

Doug thought he was painting, and he created a perfect work that made people's heart flutter. In fact... he cut his arm with a knife, and his perfect work was a pattern of "blood splattering" on the drawing paper.

One person was responsible for stopping the bleeding, and the housekeeper who came hurriedly called the private doctor.

The Douglas family is in turmoil today.

On the other side, Weiwei moved all the claws onto the small truck provided by the Freeze Man, and then she remembered what she had forgotten.

"Red Hood?"

Jason called the unfamiliar number on his mobile phone. A familiar voice came from the other end, and the girl fluently gave an address: "You are nearby, come over and collect."

"Pop" the phone was hung up again.

Jason: “…”

Red Hood rode his motorcycle at full speed and appeared at the door in less than five minutes. Weiwei sat in the passenger seat of the truck and whistled. She patted the driver's seat next to her and said, "You can put the car in the back and drive it."

The next second, the man jumped out of the car and punched the seat cushion behind Weiwei.

The black motorcycle slid out due to inertia and smashed the warehouse door with a "bang".

Weiwei was shocked: "This is a frozen man's warehouse. If you want to pay, I suggest you transfer the money to Nora's account."

"The Oracle contacted me," he said. "That's normal, because I left her a clue, so she contacted me to tell me everything was OK."

"No one died, no one was seriously injured, this was a plan, your infiltration plan..."

"Everyone—"

Everyone involved knew about the plan, and Vivi informed them immediately after leaving to solve the problem, except for Jason, who would not even know it was a plan if he did not contact the Oracle.

Everyone knew it, except him.

But it was precisely because he didn't know, his performance, his panic, he chased the killer as if he really cared about his companion, he completed a link in the plan without knowing it, did it better than anyone else, and perfectly deceived the owl's eyes, but everyone in the fucking knew that he was the only one who was a clueless, funny idiot!

Jason's question got stuck in his throat.

There was no need for him to question. He and Weiwei were just in an employment relationship, not partners. There was no connection after the transaction was completed. He had no right to question. He shouldn't even go to find her... That would only make him look stupid, worrying about someone who would not die.

"Um..." The girl blinked her green eyes and said carefully, "Do you still want your motorcycle?"

"It's not damaged." Jason said coldly.

"Then move to the back and help drive the car?" The girl said with a smile, "Hey, don't be angry, I didn't mean to forget you..."

"Isn't my deal with you to tell you where Xiao Chou is?"

Weiwei tilted her head and said, "Let's go find Xiao Chou. To compensate you, I can also tell you the location of the scarecrow. It's free."