Chapter 1315 Night Exploration Into the Bat Cave 2

The exoneration method that Damian arranged for Poison Ivy is similar to that of Harley Quinn. It is also based on the exoneration of mental illness. For a woman who can kill people to protect plants, no one will believe her if you say she is not mentally ill.

Moreover, she was also the victim of a secret experiment conducted by a botanist with a government background. It would be easier to win the sympathy of the jury. As long as she cooperated with the lawyer and pretended to be pitiful in court, and then found some members of environmental protection organizations to demonstrate and incite public opinion, she would be sentenced. Release from court is possible.

In the past, it was not that Pamela had no chance to escape guilt, but she was a maverick who would rather die than cooperate. She believed in nature above all else and refused to accept the false sympathy offered to her by human parasites.

After learning the true identity of the black-haired boy and whose son he was, Pamela, who had always been rebellious, unconsciously became more obedient and obeyed Damian's arrangements. She thought this was her respect for the spirit of the contract. , when you sign an employment contract, you must respect the boss. The boss is also a strange person who is in perfect harmony with nature. There is no shame in obeying his orders.

As for the real reason...she would never admit that she was a little scared anyway.

After walking out of Poison Ivy's cell, Damian followed Dean Quincy to inspect other cells in the supervillain's prison area. Along the way, he saw "The Riddler", "Two-Face" and "Clayface" one after another like visiting a zoo. "Pig-faced Man", "Calendar Man", "Mad Hatter", "Penguin"...

Damian didn't even bother to talk about these prisoners who were more or less skilled, he just glanced at them coldly and ignored them.

Dean Quincy, who had made two big deals, had a huge change in his mentality. Seeing that the funder was not interested, he took the initiative to promote it, saying: "These prisoners are also rare talents in their respective fields. Your foundation Isn’t it necessary?”

The boy rubbed his temples and said: "Forget it, this is simply a circus freak show! I hate them for two reasons. First, they are men; second, they are ugly. The reasons are sufficient enough, right? ?”

Dean Quincy sighed in frustration: "There are many female super criminals in Gotham City, such as Catwoman, Riddler's daughter Ingmar, Zephyr, Bunny Girl, Violet, Mega Pie... But Batman seems to be interested in Female criminals are not so ruthless, and none of these people have been arrested. Otherwise, when one of them is arrested in the future, I will notify you as soon as possible? "

"When I choose people, I don't just look at their gender and good looks. What's important is whether they have the valuable talents I need!"

Damian said angrily. After scolding him, he handed over a small note: "This is my contact information. Remember to call my secretary when new goods arrive..."

The dirty transaction came to an end for the time being. Dean Quincy was about to send the benefactor off respectfully, but the young man stopped in front of a cell with frosted glass windows. He opened his tablet to check the contents of the cell. Prisoner information.

"'Mr. Freeze' Victor Fries..."

After reading the prisoner's name, the boy looked inside through the glass window and saw a bald man wearing a transparent hood and with ice-blue skin.

"Mr. Ronaldinho, he is a man, and he is also very ugly." Dean Quincy stepped forward and said in a slightly doubtful tone: "Your taste is really difficult for me to accurately grasp..."

"Didn't I say it before!" The boy raised his voice and said, "What I focus on when selecting people is talent! Talent! Talent!"

After stressing it three times excitedly, the young man calmed down and said in a normal tone: "What attracted me to Mr. Freeze was the reason why he was imprisoned - he repeatedly committed crimes in order to resurrect his terminally ill wife. I don't know if it was Why, I have a good impression of this kind of infatuated person, and I always feel that I can hire him to generate electricity for me. Besides, he is bald, and I still don’t know why, but I always feel that he should be very strong. "

“I mean, next time I need to find you a bald, infatuated beauty super criminal?

Dean Quincy scratched his head and said, "I have to say, your conditions are a bit harsh... Do you have to be naturally bald?" Does it count if you shave it now? "

"Whatever you want!" Damian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and pointed at the cell door: "Open the door. I want to go in and talk to him."

Damian walked into the cell, as if he had entered an icehouse. The temperature dropped sharply to minus forty degrees, and the source of the cold air was the blue-skinned bald man who was concentrating on reading a book quietly.

Mr. Freeze heard the sound of the cell door opening. He put down his book and slowly raised his head. His eyes were slightly confused and he said calmly: "Child, this is not the place you should be..."

The strong man with a rough and scary appearance was unusually elegant and polite. He thought thoughtfully: "Let me guess, you are a psychic? The hospital wants to use you to get information from my brain? I can quickly freeze my brain, stop molecular movement and bioelectrical transmission, so that you can't read my thoughts. I don't want to hurt you, please leave and leave me alone."

"Mr. Freese, you firmly believe that freezing is the only way for life to lead to eternity, but do you know about the Lazarus Pool?"

The young man's clothes were very thin, but everything was normal in the low temperature. He seemed not to be affected by the ambient temperature at all. He said in the same plain tone: "The Lazarus Pool can make dying people recover immediately, and can even resurrect the dead. What's your background?" The information mentioned that you have always wanted to find a way to resurrect your frozen dead wife..."

Mr. Freeze suddenly lost his calm, stood up suddenly, and asked hurriedly: "Do you know where the Lazarus Pool is?"

"Of course." The young man still looked calm and indifferent: "That is my bathhouse. Do you want to take your wife to a hot spring?"

…

Damian walked out of Arkham Asylum. Only half of the long night had passed. He stood on a hill on the outskirts of Gotham, looking at the dense fog and neon city night scene in the distance. He could also see A firework exploded from time to time on the roof of a certain building in the city, probably because Batman was using bomb props to fight against his stubborn enemies.

Breathing the cool evening breeze, Damian felt very relaxed. This trip to Arkham was fruitful. He recruited three capable men and was inspired by them to find some lost memory fragments and come up with the idea. There are some interesting future development routes.

If Batman turns around and leaves now while he is entangled by Deathstroke, then the pre-planned action plan will be completed perfectly, that is, the Arkham job fair will be completed without alerting Batman.

After a confused night of fighting with Deathstroke, nothing happened on the second day (Dean Quincy would never reveal the secret of buying and selling prisoners). Batman probably couldn't figure out who was so boring and paid so much money to hire Deathstroke. Come and tease him.

Damian's gaze shifted slightly, from the city to a dimly lit place looming in the distance in the suburbs, which was the location of Wayne Manor.

Just like this, the trip to Gotham ended, and I always felt that something was missing. For some reason, the boy had a burning desire to commit suicide. Since he came to Bat City, if he didn't go to the Batcave, it would be like arriving in Paris and not climbing the Eiffel Tower. The trip to Tokyo is not as complete as going to Akihabara.

The young man touched his chin and muttered: "It's a rare trip. Maybe I should go and take stock of the inheritance I will inherit..."