Chapter 1721 Bruce Wayne and the Prisoner of the Batcave (Part 3)

Stark Group's equipment has always been reliable, not to mention that Jarvis assisted in tailor-made. The projection appeared on the screen very quickly, but the weirdness of the picture exceeded the imagination of everyone present.

The main perspective seemed to be walking in a rather desolate and terrifying mental hospital. The light bulbs in the corridor flickered, and the dark night sky was outside the window. Some strange noises came from upstairs. The perspective turned slightly, and a white hand held a huge boning knife.

How did this scene that looked like a preparatory action for a murder appear? It still has to start with the quarrel a few hours ago.

Constantine drove the children out of the small cellar room like driving ducks. The room outside was a little bigger, but it turned out that although not everyone likes to get a group of children around themselves like Batman, it is true that not everyone can deal with this group of children like Batman.

People often blame Batman for the failure of communication between Batman and Robin because they think he is the one with authority and responsibility. But in fact, teenagers are emotionally unstable and have poor self-control. Even professional psychologists believe that it is much more difficult to communicate with them than with adult mental patients.

"Bruce Wayne, why did you summon that damn god? You stole my victory!" Harley yelled at little Bruce: "I could have chopped that damn mastermind into ten thousand pieces!"

"What do you know." Little Bruce snorted coldly: "I just want to prevent them from succeeding. Whether it is the knowledge in my head or the book, they belong to me. How can they be safe in the hands of others? So of course I have to find a way to take away the power and the book together."

"But you should let me kill the mastermind first. I should kill him. He is a damn idiot, more disgusting than stinky dog ​​shit! I will chop him into pieces!"

"That's enough "What are you doing? Why are you doing these weird things? If you are well behaved, why are we here?"

Suddenly, Harley and Bruce's eyes focused on Barry's face. Harley hugged her arms, stretched out a leg and tapped the ground, narrowed her eyes and said, "How dare you say that, you outsider, you actually took the initiative to contract the mastermind behind the scenes, and ran here to act as a righteous man? !"

"Barry, what's going on? Why does the god who attacked the students exist in your body?" Bruce asked seriously, holding back his headache.

"I'm just keeping an eye on you." Barry shouted aggrievedly: "Besides, how do I know he is..."

"Can't you smell the stink on him? Forget it, get out of the way and let me cut him. I must chop this tasteless idiot into minced meat!"

Harry walked towards Barry with a knife, but at this time Bruce blocked her way and looked at her and said: "You may not be safe either. Didn't you also borrow power from an unknown existence? How can you guarantee that you are under control?"

"Aren't the taboo knowledge you studied even more uncontrollable?"

"That's all within the scope of the plan..."

"Does your plan send you to a strange universe?"

In this way, the three quarreled again. The problems that happened to Bruce, Clark and Lex before also happened to this trio - Barry and Bruce have certain similarities in moral bottom line, but Bruce and Harley are both from Gotham, and Barry and Harley are both against Bruce's research on taboo knowledge.

The three people were not very old, at least the two boys had not passed the puberty period, so the quarrel was particularly sharp. Among them, there were two quick-thinking and fast-talking orators. Constantine felt like he was surrounded by ten thousand ducks.

"Stop! Stop arguing!" Constantine shouted.

"What's your business? Get out of here!" Harley bared her teeth at Constantine. Constantine rolled up his sleeves and walked forward in disbelief. As a result, Harley flicked her wrist and a knife flashed by. Constantine covered his cut arm and screamed.

"Wait, aren't you arguing about magic? I think I can..."

"What magic do you know?" Little Bruce said with a sidelong glance at Constantine.

"But at least you should unite..."

"Is it me who doesn't want to unite?" Barry raised his voice again and said, "It's obviously the two of them who are unreasonable!"

In the end, none of the three could win the argument, and Bruce waved his hand vigorously and said, "I don't want to waste time with you here. I need to find the next door to return to my universe. I still have a lot of knowledge to study."

After that, he climbed up the ladder at the entrance of the cellar and left the room. Harley also waved the knife in her hand angrily and said, "What a damn arrogant person, I don't have time to play with you, I have to chop something!"

Soon, she left too. Barry stomped his feet angrily and said, "Who wants to be with this group of lunatics? I can find my way back by myself!"

After he turned and left, Constantine, Jason and Tim, who witnessed all this, sighed together, then turned their heads and looked at Helen Stark, who also looked helpless.

After leaving the cellar, Harley was filled with anger. She took out the piece of paper from her pocket. Soon the gray mist enveloped the paper, and the Necronomicon reappeared. Harley faced the big black book. Said: "Are you still here? I think they are both crazy. We have to do it ourselves now."

"You have to calm yourself down." A line of text emerged from the gray vortex.

"I know." Harley grabbed her hair in collapse, with a trace of pain hidden in her frown, and she said, "But I can't help it, I can't control it freely!"

Now, she is dominated by the kind of morbid excitement and violent desire that has been stirred up. It is easy to boil this kind of desire, but it is difficult to calm down. At least the solution that Harley has found so far is to truly She wanted to kill something, but she didn't want to waste her time on murders and evading Batman.

The key point is the latter. Harley, who has already met the Batman of this universe, knows very well that the Bruce Wayne of this world is not so easy to mess with. If she is not careful, she will have to go to jail. She still has business to do. .

Harley seems to really want to get an answer from the Necronomicon, so she has to complete the task assigned by the Necronomicon, which is to investigate Nyarlathotep who bewitched little Bruce. But now the universe has changed. The clues were completely eliminated, and she had to spend a lot of time investigating from the beginning. How could she have time to commit murder?

In the end, Harley chose to return to the stronghold she and Harley Quinn had set up before in this universe, and sure enough, Harley Quinn was sleeping soundly on a pile of banknotes.

"Wake up, wake up, I'm back!" Harley let out a long sigh. Seeing Harley Quinn's eyelids lift a slit, she glanced at her and fell asleep again, Harley said helplessly: "Mom, get up quickly. Your daughter is back from her adventure!"

Harley Quinn jumped up and hugged Harley, constantly stroking her head and said, "Oh my god! You don't know how worried I was about you during the time you were missing... Wait a minute. , You, you went back to the clown in your universe? I can feel that your blood is frighteningly hot. You must have smashed someone's head to pieces, right?"

"Don't mention this." Harley said angrily: "I stepped on the accelerator, but the tires were stuck. I feel like I'm going crazy now."

"Oh, yo, this is a bit serious." Harley Quinn pushed Harley away a little, looked her up and down and said, "I can feel that your little head is about to be cooked. This is not a good thing. Son, you did have some good fun while you were away, do you want to listen to it?"

Harley walked listlessly and sat down next to the pile of banknotes, and said in a lack of interest: "It's okay to talk, but my head is not very clear right now, so I may not be able to listen."

"I'm sure you're interested." Harley Quinn showed a mysterious smile, and then said: "You should know that the city is in chaos now, right? Guess who is the most angry now?"

Harley glanced at Harley Quinn, and her cunning wisdom immediately gave the answer, and then she said with a little interest: "Could it be the original gang of super criminals?"

"That's them." Harley Quinn laughed twice, and then said: "Especially the group that was thrown into Arkham Asylum by Batman. They had been planning a prison break before, and some of them were good at escaping. He ran out, just like that Mudface, and guess what? He rushed into the middle city and almost merged with the earth's crust! "

Harley couldn't help but laugh, and then she felt the excitement getting stronger. She quickly covered her mouth and made a painful face.

"All the super criminals who escaped were beaten back. The lunatics in Arkham Asylum went completely crazy. They thought the United States and China were at war." Harley Quinn said with a "sneer".

"Now, they have some kind of 'joint meeting' and plan to take Gotham back from the gangs. They think this city belongs to them and Batman, not some bullshit gang. Hugo came to see him a few days ago. He asked me, but the clichés in his mouth made me feel bored, so I didn’t agree.”

Harley Quinn put a hand on her cheek and said, "Also, you should know that the FBI's chief agent named Amanda has never given up on Gotham. With this sanction against Gotham, she may be She wants to take over Gotham's villains, and the idiots in Arkham also want to use her, so the two sides hit it off. "

"Boring, boring, boring!" Hallie shouted louder and louder. She jumped down from the pile of banknotes, waved her hands and said, "Why do I always encounter such boring things recently?!"

"I was planning to sneak in among them to have some fun for myself." Harley Quinn pulled Harley over and held her in her arms and said, "I think the image of a single mother will definitely impress these kind and compassionate lunatics. What do you think?"

"I don't have anything to do anyway, so let's go."

Just as Harley and Harley Quinn were on their way to Arkham Asylum, little Bruce, who was also leaving from the cellar, saw a very athletic figure swinging down from the mid-air, landing steadily in front of him, and then Then I heard an energetic voice.

"God! It's so late, why are you still wandering on the street? Where are your parents? How could they be so irresponsible and let such a young child stay on the streets of a dangerous city for so long?! This is going to happen Sentenced and deprived of custody rights!”

"Come on, I'll take you home. No, don't worry, New York... Gotham is a good neighbor and you are trustworthy!"