Scarecrow, Weiwei has heard of him.

——One of the bad varieties of Gotham that "clearly deserves the death penalty but refuses to die."

It seems that this fugitive criminal also wants to stir up some trouble. Weiwei found herself not surprised at all. Although she hoped that this guy would just run out of Gotham and cause trouble in New York tomorrow, it would be strange if he didn't stir up trouble after careful consideration.

She looked around.

According to Vivi's experience, to activate a mission, one must either meet the prerequisites or encounter an important NPC. Here, Catwoman has always been with her, but she has not been activated before. Catwoman passes, Millie and Minister Hogg are pending, but she has a way to contact them, so there is no rush - but if the important NPC who activates the mission is the green-named criminal with the Red Hood, Vivi will not be able to find him once he blends into the crowd.

...Not necessarily. Green names are very conspicuous in the city.

Thinking of this, Weiwei jumped up from her seat and walked towards the man openly, but she had only taken two steps when she watched the green name in front of her turn into a red name.

Weiwei: “?”

Then, a small bubble representing the emotion of [irritation] appeared on his head, and he put down his beer, paid the bill at lightning speed, and left.

Weiwei: “???”

He stood at the door, paused slightly, and suddenly his name changed from red to green.

With the roar of the motorcycle, the man disappeared into the distance while Weiwei was stunned for a moment.

A soft, boneless hand reached out from behind Weiwei and clasped her neck. "Are you concerned about that guy too? Red Hood, I've heard about him recently. It's said that he wants to become the king of the underground world of Gotham, and has already recruited a group of drug dealers."

Weiwei's expression remained unchanged. She leaned closer to Catwoman's arms and whispered, "Do you think there is any connection between the drug dealer and the scarecrow?"

Catwoman tutted, "Klein? Oh that poor lunatic, if he wants to play with his poison gas on a large scale, he'll need a lot of raw materials at least."

"Some chemicals," Weiwei said. "After the Penguin Man falls, it will be difficult for him to purchase these materials."

Penguin Man, a good friend of criminals, a man behind murders, because as long as he pays enough, he doesn't mind selling the materials for making laughing gas to Xiao Chou - although Xiao Chou may not need it.

"Millie," Weiwei returned to the table and approached Millie, "Pay attention to whether there is anything unusual recently. If you find anything wrong, notify me immediately. Selena, I'm leaving first."

Selena didn't know what she was thinking about, but her eyes suddenly lit up.

If Vivi were gone, she might be able to continue to remain human.

Weiwei raised her right index finger and shook it: "Contract."

Catwoman: “…Tsk.”

In the end, Weiwei didn't get to drink the orange soda. She went out, identified the direction, and rushed to the location of Columbia University.

——At the same time, the half-asleep Penguin opened his eyes. In the dim light, he found himself being led out of the nightmare-like cell by the prison guards. The familiar warden, who made him dare not speak out, stood in front of him: "What materials are used for Scarecrow's fear gas... He must have tried to conceal it when purchasing the materials, but you are not a fool."

As one of the top universities in the United States, Gotham University has exported various talents to various places. In the entire city of Gotham, it has the top three chemical laboratories, the other two are Wayne Enterprises Laboratory and Star Laboratory.

There was no need to force the penguin man when questioning him, and she found that he was indeed hiding something. Suddenly, Weiwei had a flash of inspiration -

"Perhaps as a criminal, Penguin Man knows what criminals are thinking, and his previous business experience actually has many secrets that I have not asked him to reveal."

She controlled the trumpet and smiled at the Penguin Man: "We are planning to capture the Scarecrow, and you, Mr. Penguin Man, provide all the clues you can, without sparing any effort. If it is useful, you may be able to move to another cell."

Penguin Man: “…” Under the contract from C, can he resist?

But when I think about it carefully, it’s really frustrating - just changing the cell and not even reducing the sentence by a single day!

Weiwei climbed into the campus. The security of Gotham University was naturally guaranteed, but she had a teacher who was good at infiltration, and it only took her a few minutes to unlock the combination lock of the laboratory. She put away her gadgets, pushed the door open, temporarily cut off the surveillance, and compared the materials in her package according to the clues provided by the penguin man on the other side, and then took two tubes of green liquid from the shelf.

This liquid, which had a long list of names that she couldn't remember, was also one of the materials that Scarecrow had purchased from Penguin Man, but according to Penguin Man, he didn't stock much because there were fewer buyers.

Weiwei placed a handful of gold coins on the shelf according to the prices.

She locked the door when she left.

Half an hour after Weiwei left, the poor door was pushed open again without any sign. The visitor let out a "tsk" and strode to the shelf. He stared at the empty shelf and then looked at it again. Looking at the handful of gold coins, he took out one from the gold coins, turned around and left.

Weiwei took the medicine and other materials provided by the penguin man to find the violin.

In fact, during this period, Violin mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that Gotan had a new organization responsible for smuggling, but they were all small organizations and not large in scale. They were not like the Penguin People who had used years of hard work to ensure their credibility, so small-scale conflicts always broke out.

——The Penguin Man is in prison. As long as there is a demand for criminals, others will seize this demand and take risks in an attempt to become the next Penguin Man. After all, there is such a big market here.

She knew that Violin was paying attention to this secretly, because Violin felt that it was not working hard enough and had no value, so it could not meet "Mr. C". Violin relied on Mr. C's physical characteristics to use his panels to play the trumpet every day: "..."

...Actually, your Mr. C has always been wearing women's clothes.

At 4:50 in the morning, she walked into Iceberg Construction Company with her hands in her sleeves.

In just half a month, this seven-story building in the East District has undergone a major transformation.

This used to be a bare building inhabited by homeless people. The glass and exposed steel had been dismantled and stolen. There were no windows or railings, and people came and went freely. When Weiwei came here for the first time, the best service that Violin could provide her was the sofa and coffee table in the barely clean lobby.

Now, the walls have been repainted, and guardrails and windows have been installed on each floor of the building. However, in order to save economic expenditure, the upper three floors have become residences for key employees, and the lower four floors are divided into conference rooms, material warehouses, function halls, etc. ... According to Violin, he recently tried to cheat from the Metropolitan City, no, invite a reputable architectural designer to join the company, so that he can take on other jobs in addition to the work at the Town Hall.

Violin was indeed experienced. After Weiwei laid out all the materials in front of him, he asked his secretary to find a few old men who had followed the Penguin Man, and then called the director of the company's security department, because the security team also concurrently served as a task to gather information on the black market.

It also has the special style of a gang member changing careers...

Weiwei also compiled a list of these medicines and materials and sent it to Robin. After comparing the information of both parties, they identified three newly emerged small organizations, and these three organizations did have these materials leaked recently.

But what surprised Weiwei was: "...doesn't it include Red Hood's men?"

Violin personally placed a cup of hot milk on Weiwei's desk. When he heard this, he said, "Red Hood? My people have been keeping an eye on him lately."

Weiwei nodded: "Tell me about it."

"No one knows who he is. He suddenly came to Gotham and quickly picked out several big drug dealers in the black market. They usually hide very deeply and avoid official searches, but Red Hood invited them together and shocked them in some way." Violin frowned and thought, "Since then, this force has become a loose organization, and drug dealers have been banned by him from selling drugs to teenagers. You know, this kind of business can't be banned absolutely... After that, he has been reorganizing the internal structure of the organization, and it is said that he also shot and killed several scums among scums."

Banning the sale of drugs to teenagers?

The milk was steaming. The violin was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "But the code name Red Hood...was once related to Chou."

"It is said that the little clown fell into the chemical pool wearing the red hood, and then he changed from an ordinary criminal to the little clown..."

Weiwei: "Huh? Who told you that?"

The violin's expression twisted for a moment, and then he said in frustration: "Xiao Chou said it himself. That madman would tell his own stories when he committed crimes. There were all kinds of stories, and no one knew which part was true... just like no one knew what Xiao Chou's name was..."

He's like the embodiment of sin and chaos, he doesn't even need a name - if they knew that "Xiao Chou" was once just an ordinary man, his followers and ardent fans would probably go crazy!

"It's not the chemical pool and Red Hood that made him like this," Weiwei looked at her phone and stood up without touching the milk. Robin sent her a message, "He became bad just because he could become bad."

If you want to blame someone, just blame the game planner or the AI ​​for randomly generating such a character. There will always be someone who will become the villain boss who opposes the players and drops gold coins and props after being defeated.

However, if you really think about the context of the game - one bad day can turn some bad guys into bad guys, but some people will never become murderers like Chou no matter how terrible their experiences are.

Robin sent her a message saying that they had recently thought of investigating the Scarecrow from the source of the material, but they could not enter the Blackgate Prison to interrogate the Penguin Man.

And one of the three small organizations will make a deal in the abandoned subway in Gotham in two hours -

Ever since the vigilantes became active in Gotan, the gang's trading hours became increasingly tight. In order to avoid the vigilantes, they almost got used to finishing their work quickly in the cold wind of the early morning, and then going back to sleep yawning.

rose garden.

Bruce is wiping down the bookshelf.

In fact, Vivi didn't ask him to do any work. In her words, they had a fair deal. It was enough for him to finish his afternoon work. He didn't even need to collect the roses... Vivi raised her hand and looked out the window. An entire field of roses suddenly fell over. The flowers flew up in the wind and then appeared in various locations in the manor one after another, becoming beautiful decorations.

But Bruce is still used to working, especially in the middle of the night, he is like a bat, hiding during the day and going out at night. He always feels that he has something to do, but he can't remember it. This closed life makes it impossible for him to contact strangers, and the occasional Nightwing will be "driven away" at a certain time. He seems to want to talk to Bruce, but he never has the chance to explain.

Bruce was wiping the bookshelf that Nightwing had flipped through.

Weiwei herself seldom comes to the study room in the manor; instead, only guests have been there.

Bruce scanned the title of the book in front of him from right to left: "The Short Stories of Martha Gellhorn". The next book was "The Short Stories of Thomas". Bruce's brows twitched slightly, and he looked at the title of the next book.

Jason Pigg and his socks

"Martha, Thomas," he murmured, "Jason . . . "

He repeated these three names faster and faster. On the desk behind him, a bunch of fluorescent yellow roses that he had just received today were quietly blooming. The light flickered, like something... that could breathe.