Chapter 71 Chapter 71 [VIP]
Less than two days after the Joker returned, he arranged for Megan to leave Arkham Asylum, but before leaving, he also gave her time to say goodbye to her friends, although this step was unnecessary -
After all, jailbreaks happen from time to time in Arkham. If anyone wants her, they can just break out and see for themselves. It's not a difficult task.
Especially for Killer Croc and Poison Ivy, they do not kill innocent people indiscriminately and have little interest in crime. The danger and alert level in Batman's eyes is not very high. Sometimes when they go out, as long as they don't commit crimes or are targeted by others and try to win them over or use them, Batman usually won't be stubborn about locking them back.
Megan went to say goodbye to them first. Poison Ivy was not surprised by this. The Joker had no intention of using her up yet. She had already noticed this and felt a little relieved. However, she stroked her cheek and moved closer to her.
In their similar green eyes, Poison Ivy seemed even more affectionate than Megan's. She had always been clear about what she loved and hated, but now she felt reluctant to part with the child. She rested her forehead against hers and said softly, "I understand. But wait a moment, okay? I've got a little gift for you."
The small gifts were really small, consisting of a few very mini glass bottles with thick walls, sealed tightly. It was obvious that even a normal impact would not break them, and the bottles contained some green liquid.
Each small bottle was strung with a rope and had a few white ornaments hanging next to it so she could wear it around her neck.
Megan reached out to touch the beads, curiosity evident in her eyes, while Poison Ivy said, "They are seeds. The bottle contains a special culture solution that will allow the seeds to germinate and grow quickly. Use them when you encounter danger. They can protect you."
These are the knights prepared for Megan. There is some secret connection between them and her. When they are induced to come into being, Poison Ivy will also have a corresponding perception. Since she has decided to protect her, she will never go back on her word.
Megan still doesn't understand what danger is. What she feared most was the time when Scarecrow chased her. She only cared about the gift itself. She accepted it with satisfaction and happily, and then went to find Killer Croc.
He was in his own water dungeon. Just after he finished eating the blood of cattle and sheep that his men had brought him as a snack, he heard a familiar sound of footsteps. He calmly turned on the water control switch to wash away the blood and water. When he walked out of the cell door, he stopped Megan just in front of the stairs leading to the water dungeon. It was already humid here, not suitable for human children to stay for a long time.
Killer Croc swung his tail to sweep Megan's heels, just a light touch, and she turned around and walked out. Killer Croc followed. He didn't know what the Joker was planning, he just thought that there would be classes today, maybe some exercise.
Megan stopped in front of the special cell door of Grandy and Clayface and didn't go any further. She turned around and said to Killer Croc, "Dad is taking me away." So she came to say goodbye to them.
Grandy pushed open the door of his cell. He was a big kid and had to sit down to see Megan's face. He stretched out a finger to try to touch her and said stumblingly, "Leave, I, I'll come find you." He had been cleaned up and groomed these days because he needed to stay clean in order to play with Megan.
Once he figured out the cause and effect, he liked his friend more.
Mud Face in the cell next to her didn't say anything. Megan didn't know that he had actually left Arkham, but no one told her about it. After all, it was irrelevant. Even at that moment, Megan was confused for a moment and then put it aside.
Megan reached out and patted Grandy's fingers as a sign of comfort and agreement.
When they stood up together, Megan was not even as tall as his legs. With such a huge size difference, Grandy could hold her with one hand and lift her up. However, he was very cautious when interacting with his friends and never did such a rude thing. He laughed happily when his fingers were tapped. He had emotions and knew whether others had good intentions towards him or not.
Killer Croc didn't give her any additional instructions, but when he stretched out his terrifyingly sharp claws and tried to put them on Megan's head, she rubbed them against him fearlessly and even held one of his sharp claws.
"Goodbye, Waylon, Grundy."
After saying goodbye to these two friends, Megan unexpectedly went to find Mr. Freeze. It seemed that they didn't have much in common, but Megan was unilaterally familiar with Mr. Freeze.
Mr. Freeze's days are filled with scientific research and his wife. Apart from that, he doesn't care about anything else. He rarely commits crimes on his own initiative or when instigated. He spends a lot of time in his laboratory, trying to find a way to save his wife. But since meeting Megan, the kid sometimes comes to him.
She ran to Mr. Freeze's laboratory alone, pushed the door open after a biological scan, and rummaged through the cabinet at the door as if she was familiar with the place. She found a cotton coat and put it on herself. The temperature here was very cold. She exhaled and watched the condensed mist slowly dissipate.
Mr. Freeze was working on an experiment with his back to her. It was actually just a small handicraft. He knew someone was coming and said calmly, "What are you doing here today?"
He seems to be indifferent to worldly affairs, but he has a very well-informed network of information. Otherwise, he would not have mastered the technology of freezing weapons, nor would he have been able to keep his research results intact under the surveillance of Arkham and others. He knew that Megan was going to be taken out of Arkham by the Joker, and she probably would not stay in Arkham for a long time in the future.
This is good. Megan, a child, shouldn't be here in the first place, but as the clown's possession, can she have a happy future? Maybe even whether she can grow up is a question.
He rarely got involved in the actions of criminals, but he was also aware of the Joker's abilities and dangers. He couldn't help but look at Megan. He didn't expect Megan to have visited Poison Ivy before coming here. She came over with a potted plant with red fruits hanging from its dead branches. He asked in confusion, "What is this?"
Megan put the small potted plant out of the way on the workbench and poked the red beans. "Holly, little holly."
Mr. Freeze looked at the potted plant in silence for a while, guessing that Poison Ivy had contributed to it, but he only said, "Thank you." If someone else was here, he would say that it should adapt to the seasonal and temperature changes outside. After all, life always has an end, and his laboratory does not need green plants to decorate it.
But when a little kid brought him a potted plant, he nodded and accepted it. Without much communication, Megan left.
She happily returned to the Joker's cell and completely forgot about the Riddler. They were good playmates and even played teacher and student, but they didn't develop any feelings for each other. After all, the Riddler only seemed friendly, but he was actually arrogant.
The clown had been waiting for her for a long time. When he saw the little girl come back, he smiled at her and said, "Have you met your friends? Dear, you have been dawdling for a long time. Now it's time for us to set off." As he said that, he stood up and didn't care about the extra things in her hand. He didn't even glance at them.
The clown took Megan out of the house and led her into the hidden passage that Megan had walked through several times. As for how she got out last time, she was unconscious at the time.
As for why she was in a coma and what made her in a coma, only the Joker knows the answers to these two questions.
After sending Megan out, Nelson was already waiting outside. He trusted that strong and big subordinate deeply. The Joker just threw Megan to him and left her alone without even saying goodbye to his own child. He was not good at such sentimental scenes, not to mention there were no audiences here.
Megan watched the clown disappear without saying a word. Nelson opened the car door for her, and now she no longer needed anyone to carry her into the car. She sat down by herself and fastened her seat belt.
When she returned to the two-story house in downtown Gotham, met Bob and her cat friend, and needed to take her medicine at night, but she didn't bring any medicine with her -
The clown appeared.
So back in Arkham, they didn't need to say goodbye at all, after all, it was just 'see you later'.
But when he entered the room, he was dressed as Arthur Damon. As soon as he closed the door, he showed a smile that was unique to the Joker and greeted Megan exaggeratedly: "Do you miss me, my child!" He himself couldn't stop laughing and raised his hand to lift the black curly hair on his head.
Megan sat on the chair and called him, "Dad." It was obvious that she didn't want to.
The clown took out a bottle of medicine from his work clothes pocket and handed it to Megan. Megan took the medicine obediently. He sat on the sofa next to her and suddenly thought of something, "You don't have a teacher now." He had hired a tutor for her before, and she also had a free teacher in Arkham. So was he going to let her go now?
If she is empty-headed, not smart enough, and has no value, it will be difficult for her to survive in Gotham for a long time. What he has to do is to make her truly "valuable", just like the criminals in Arkham who have their own unique skills like him. Only irreplaceable abilities can give her value, and this can only be mastered through learning.
He thought of it! The smile on his face grew bigger and bigger, and he said to Megan: "This matter will be resolved, Megan."
Someone is here to solve this problem for him! And he just needs to act and perform. The turning point comes on the third day after Megan came out of Arkham.
Arthur waited in this small building for the staff of the Special Children's Care Fund under the Wayne Group. In addition to a man he was not very familiar with, there were two other women. One of them was Ms. Carter, and the other was a young lady who handled these matters when Arthur sometimes went to the foundation to submit information.
His disguise was perfect and he took care of every detail, so no one has suspected him until now.
Now he sat a little uncomfortably at the table, listening to Ms. Carter leading the conversation while a young woman named Alia introduced him to the new projects recently launched by the foundation.
"...That's the situation, Mr. Damon,"
"The Wayne Group has opened a childcare center for children with special needs, accepting some qualified children with special needs. The goal is to help reduce the burden on their families and enable them to better manage their labor force."
This condition is indeed very harsh. First of all, special children must be able to adapt to leaving their homes and family care, and not have uncontrollable self-harm and violent behaviors. The former is something that foster institutions cannot be held responsible for, and the latter is for the personal safety of institutional staff. It also requires that the family is short of staff and is really too busy to handle the situation, rather than providing a place where they can abandon special children with peace of mind and leave them alone.
But Arthur meets all these requirements. Given Damon's family situation, he cannot work outside for a long time. Megan's condition has only improved. In fact, autism is impossible to cure. Given her age, she is not yet able to live alone.
Arthur always had to worry about taking care of her, which prevented him from looking for a better job farther away.
He thought of these things, and also of the help the Special Children's Care Fund had given him since its inception. Arthur had been at the bottom of society and had had enough of cold treatment and contempt, so he couldn't help but be moved. He lowered his head and wiped his eyes awkwardly, but even so he couldn't stop or hide his sobs.
"I'm sorry, I really..."
"I don't know how to thank you enough."
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