Chapter 176 Chapter 176 [VIP]
Megan didn't know a lot of things, but when she saw the news report in front of the TV saying that Mr. Freeze had been sent back to Arkham Asylum by the GCPD, she wanted to go back to Gotham City.
The Joker's business had already been completed, and of course her wish was fulfilled. He returned directly to Arkham. This time, Mr. Freeze did not return to his laboratory, but was imprisoned in a high-risk area like other mentally ill criminals here. But even so, he could enter and leave the cell freely.
When Megan went over, she saw Mr. Freeze, clad in a tightly packed suit of armor, standing in a high-risk garden. He seemed lost in thought, and remained motionless for a long time. But his armor wasn't just for show; it enhanced his senses and even had detection capabilities. He sensed a young friend approaching, and seeing she hadn't come any closer, he leaned over and greeted her, "Are you looking for me, Megan?"
Mr. Freeze asked the question first, and Megan trotted over and looked up at this man whose body and heart were frozen. The expression on his face was still calm and composed, and Megan couldn't imagine what he looked like when he was angry.
"I heard from Dad that you froze the port and that there are hostages."
She saw on the news that the port and the nearby sea were all frozen, and even ice could not do much. Even if it could be slowly thawed, some things could not be thawed in such a rough way. Moreover, the port transportation was blocked, which undoubtedly affected the local economy and trade of Gotham.
Of course, Mr. Freeze has been locked up back in Arkham Asylum, which proves that those things have been resolved. But now everyone knows what the consequences will be if they anger Mr. Freeze. Even the hosts and guests of various talk shows have become more restrained in their comments about him, for fear of angering this mentally ill criminal who holds a powerful weapon again.
But what Megan was curious about now was why Mr. Freeze was angry. There was no fear in her open eyes, which were so clear that there was no trace of extra meaning.
Mr. Freeze looked at her from behind his eye mask. After a moment's silence, he said, "Then I guess the Joker told you something else?"
"Why did I freeze the harbor? Because someone attacked Nora, stole my research, and even tried to kill my wife. A desolate snow is falling in my heart, and it doesn't need to be hidden or suppressed. I want revenge. I want to bring winter down on all those who are indifferent, unmoved, and unaware."
"Freezing is equal. I have also frozen the rich areas and some politicians, but I know these things cannot determine my fate." He did not launch revenge without reason, but knew that no matter what he did, he could not be killed, and he would return to Arkham alive.
His tone remained calm until this moment. "A few fools bring disaster to the majority of people. This is obviously not a rational act, but I don't care. What's more, I am the one who brings them eternity."
"When time stands still forever, when their lives are frozen for eternity, when God cannot decide their life and death, everything is frozen and thawed..."
He was talking in a way that Megan didn't quite understand. In the gaps between his words, Megan asked, "Victor, what about your research results and Nora?"
Victor squatted down, looking the innocent child beside him in the eye. His tone suddenly softened as he spoke, "The research results were lost, but it was just a paper document. Most of the machines are still under my control. The large machine in the frozen port was also blown up, and I took its core. So even if someone later picked up the remains and tried to replicate it, they would never succeed."
A smile appeared on his face beneath the transparent hood. "Batman promised to help me retrieve my research results. I believe him, but this matter is not very important. As for Nora, I had a brief reunion with her..."
The hibernation chamber where Nora was sealed was deliberately cut off from power. Fortunately, there was a backup power supply in the chamber, and Mr. Freeze arrived in time. When the refrigerant was replaced, Nora woke up briefly. They had agreed that as long as Victor could not suppress his longing for her, he could wake her up, but Victor had not found a way to cure her. Most of the time, he could not bear to wake Nora up and bring her closer to the final deadline of her terminal illness. He watched her more often outside the hibernation chamber.
Mr. Freeze believes that he and Nora have been frozen together for a long time, but he still has the responsibility to cure Nora and wake her up completely, so he is still alive, studying cryogenic technology and paying close attention to current medical technology.
He waited for spring, for a miracle, and endured it, quietly going mad in Arkham, only taking action occasionally.
"She's in a safe place now." The smile on his face lingered as he spoke of his wife Nora.
After Mr. Freeze finished explaining what had happened to him, he looked at Megan. She had been away since summer vacation, possibly even staying with the Joker. Otherwise, she wouldn't have said 'I heard from my dad'. Her sudden return could only be because of him. His expression gradually softened, and he asked, "So, how have you been lately? How have you been?"
The topic suddenly changed, and Megan had already gotten the answer, so she squatted down beside him and whispered to him, "Dad took me to the countryside to play, and made me a wooden car and a puppet!"
She carried the crudely made puppet with her, and the first person she came back to visit was Victor, so he was the first to see it. He took the little puppet from Megan, looked at it carefully, and smiled: "It seems that he loves you very much." If a crazy character like the clown does not have enough patience, how can he make puppets and toys for people.
This puppet is indeed crudely made, but you can clearly see its expression. Just this expression alone is not something that anyone can carve out casually. It does not require talent, but it must require love.
Megan visited Mr. Freeze and returned to the Joker's cell. The Joker knew what she had done, but he didn't expect the child to shout at him as soon as she came back: "Daddy! Victor said you love me so much!"
She came back as if she was holding a treasure full of treasures worth collecting. She hugged the clown from behind his chair and rubbed him. Megan felt that she had so much love, which kept pouring out from her heart, almost covering this small cell and making her immersed in happiness. When the clown couldn't help but turn around to look at her, she said, "I also told Victor,"
"I love you so much."
"But he said I'm going to say this to you, so I ran all the way back."
The child had run so fast she was still panting! Her cheeks were rosy from the exercise, and her slightly fuzzy hair was sticking to her face from being damp with sweat. When she and the clown met, her smile widened, her eyes filled with trust, dependence, and love, and his reflection was clearly visible.
The clown looked at her, his smile growing wider and wider, with deep wrinkles on his face. Look how satisfied he was with this child. This was his best work so far. Although it was not perfect, those minor flaws were not a big deal. So he turned around, held the child's cheeks with both hands, and gently kissed her forehead.
"Yes, we are the best father and daughter, the best partners in the world. Without you, I don't know who to find to play this role." His tone was weird and twisted, but he said something 'warm' enough.
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After Megan returned to Arkham, she took her little puppet around, and the second person to see her "treasure" was Poison Ivy.
In the lush greenhouse on a summer day, Poison Ivy's vines were woven into two chairs that would sway slightly by themselves. They sat on them respectively. The red-haired woman held Megan's puppet in her hand, feeling relaxed in her spare time, while Megan sat crookedly next to her. The vines sometimes deliberately swayed in large arcs, which made the children very happy.
They had always been good friends. At first, neither of them could speak, but later, Megan's condition improved and she was willing to speak, leaving Ivy with the only option left to communicate with the child through physical contact. After all, if she released pheromones, Megan wouldn't be able to receive them. Because of their communication barriers, whenever they met, Ivy would get excited, repeatedly confirming through playful interactions that this was still her "large companion animal"—
The vines, which had been identified by Poison Ivy as "large companion animals," would migrate at irregular intervals each year as they grew, making it impossible for Poison Ivy to grasp the patterns. While ordinary plants could only passively wait, the vines had a slight sense of self-awareness and could communicate with Poison Ivy. Sometimes, they would send out signals of missing her at ordinary times.
Poison Ivy watched them play gently. In her perception, the two children's lives were equally passionate and vigorous, which gave her infinite expectations just by watching. She patted the armrest of the chair gently, and the vines brought Megan to her.
She returned the crude puppet to Megan, but suddenly she felt like playing a little and asked with a smile, "Do you still want a puppet? I mean, let me make a new puppet for you with this little guy."
"That's the gift!" Megan nodded in confirmation. She threw herself at Poison Ivy and let the woman hug her tightly, with the deadly lips just within reach. "Pammy, I want it~"
Pamela smiled at her closeness, and her lips gently pressed against Megan's cheek. She could control her own toxins, so of course she wouldn't cause any accidental injuries. She turned the child over in her arms, but still held her in her arms, and said, "Then you watch carefully—"
Then the snake-like vines began to rustle, and it rolled up a piece of wood from somewhere and handed it to Poison Ivy. When she lightly tapped it with her fingers, the wood began to change from the inside out. It seemed to come alive and reshape itself in this rebirth, moving every inch of its skin and internal meridians, and finally fixed itself into the appearance of a spirited little girl.
The little girl has brown skin, dark brown hair, and green eyes. She holds her head high and puts her hands on her hips, her eyes and eyebrows full of vitality, as if she is ready to hit someone if she sees someone who is not in her right place.
Megan took the new puppet, looked at it carefully for a while, then climbed up from Poison Ivy's arms, stood on the ground, and then made the same movements and expressions as the puppet. They looked exactly like each other to the extreme.
Poison Ivy smiled and asked, "But if you take them back, won't your father be jealous?" This question was so thoughtful. She already knew how crazy and petty the Joker was. How would he feel when he saw the two puppets? She was already curious.
But Megan said, "Take the new puppet back and hide it."
Poison Ivy looked at her, and felt a familiar softness in her heart. She stood up, walked over, touched Megan's cheek, and said softly, "I know, you love him the most, right?"
Megan loves her father, but she also likes her friends and is not prepared to compromise for either of them or give up the other. Maybe hiding the gifts is not a good solution, but Megan tries to fight for her rights, even in the face of a clown.
She is the best kid.
He is the only soft yet incredibly tough person in Arkham.
The author has something to say:
Ice Sculptor Mr. Freeze: You can’t carve out an expression just by thinking about it (He is aloof in front of others, but he is crazy about carving ice sculptures for Nora behind others)
This is the master of pure love (thumbs up)
Mr. Freeze (to Megan): Your dad loves you.
Poison Ivy (to Megan): I love you, too.
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