"Catwoman" Selina's originally soft body stiffened, forcing herself to focus on the battle in front of Arkham Asylum.
But the "sounds" that occasionally reached Selina's ears made it impossible for her to concentrate.
Connors noticed "Catwoman" Selina's occasional furtive glances, but at this moment, he couldn't just idly chat with her, so he simply pretended not to notice.
Nothing to do, so let's sing— Connors hummed:
"I, drunk, lift my wine and wander the cold mountains—"
"Poison Ivy" Ivy raised her head upon hearing the sound, looked at Connors doubtfully, and saw that he had closed his mouth and was acting as if nothing had happened.
In front of Arkham Asylum, the battle between Joker and Harley Quinn was completely one-sided. One had the physical fitness of an ordinary person and relied mainly on his mind for crime, while the other was not only intelligent but also had her physical fitness enhanced by "Poison Ivy" Ivy.
Countless cameras were aimed at the enthusiastic citizen Harley Quinn. Reporters excitedly held microphones, saying things like "Gotham also has its own superhero."
If it weren't for Harley Quinn's oversized wooden mallet looking too terrifying and swinging with a fierce wind, some reporters would have even planned to hand the microphone to Harley.
Because in this World, Harley followed Connors before she could make a name for herself with Joker, her name only circulated among the inmates of Arkham Asylum.
To ordinary Gotham citizens, Harley Quinn had only been seen once on television, as the "victim" Harley trapped in a dome when Joker planned to dump the laughing gas virus into Gotham Reservoir.
"Poison Ivy" Ivy seemed to know the battle in the field like the back of her hand. After all, Harley Quinn's physical fitness was personally enhanced by her. Combined with Harley's original agility and skills, she had no pressure dealing with Joker.
Her gaze shifted again. "Poison Ivy" Ivy looked at "Catwoman" Selina, who was hiding beside the two. Seeing her stiff and motionless body, a mischievous smile appeared in her eyes.
"Harley! Quinn! Harley! Quinn!"
On the streets of Gotham, idle young men and women held their phones or looked up at the large screens on the streets, cheering loudly for Harley Quinn's actions of easily defeating Joker and locking him up in Arkham Asylum along with Batman.
Applause resounded from all directions. Zatanna's mouth was slightly open, feeling that her luck had not been good recently.
Her magic show was ruined, she peeked at Connors twice in a row and both times encountered him engaged in R-rated activities. She wanted to find Batman, but Batman was locked up in Arkham Asylum.
The repeated setbacks made Zatanna desperately want to possess divination or prophecy magic so that she could avoid these things from happening.
But now she was just a stage magician, only capable of basic magic like invisibility, fire, hypnotism, materialization, and healing.
I can't just go commit crimes and become a villain. That would only make my journey to find my father more difficult...
Zatanna slowly walked away amidst the cheers of the unruly youth of Gotham City, feeling quite a headache about her next plan.
Right, I think I saw Connors getting off the tank just now and being riddled with bullets— I wonder if he's dead? If he's not dead, my Healing Magic should be able to help him, and I can use him to find my father.
Zatanna quickly thought of the scene she had just seen on the big screen and hurried back to her apartment, casting the spatial magic that could currently only be used for peeking:
She used her magic wand to cut a small opening in the air.
On the other side, Connors seemed unharmed, instead wearing a look of enjoyment.
Zatanna subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that he's okay— Then her gaze shifted, and she saw a trace of milky white remaining on the corner of "Poison Ivy" Ivy's mouth, who was sitting next to Connors. Her throat moved, and she was in the process of swallowing.
Are they having a picnic over there while there's a war going on here? Zatanna was puzzled. She scanned left and right but didn't see any picnic utensils. Instead, she saw "Catwoman" Selina, who was stiff on the other side.
After today's events are over, I'll talk to him and see if he can help me with this favor. Zatanna thought to herself and closed the crack in the air.
My Spider-Sense keeps detecting someone peeking at me these past two days?
"Poison Ivy" Ivy finished her picnic. Connors was a little confused and used his Spider-Sense to repeatedly scan the surrounding environment, but found nothing unusual.
In front of Arkham Asylum, Joker had been subdued by Harley, his hands tied behind his back, and he was being escorted by Arkham Asylum guards and locked in a cage.
Batman's hands were also tied, but they couldn't do anything about Wayne's huge battle suit, so they could only temporarily lock him in the cage prepared for Bane.
That is, the cage where Connors had specially laid clean bedding before.
Harley Quinn had a brilliant smile on her face. She had finally made a splash on Gotham television, locking Batman in Arkham Asylum.
And by the way, she also defeated Joker and locked him up as well.
For Harley Quinn, today's operation was a complete success.
But the subsequent development was different from the plan. After the Gotham Police waited for Harley Quinn to defeat Joker,
They quickly swarmed forward, holding their guns and surrounding Harley.
"Drop that wooden mallet! Hands up!"
"Our investigation has found that you are not Harley Quinn at all, but the criminal psychology consultant 'Harleen Quinzel' hired by Arkham Asylum!"
"Before, Joker, along with other inmates, were all released by your own hands. What tricks are you trying to pull this time?"
"You go into the cage too! That's where you belong!"
The Gotham Police held their guns, and loud shouts kept coming out. The brilliant smile on Harley Quinn's face gradually disappeared.
At this moment, she was almost cornered. These Police officers had already opened the safety of their guns and kept a sufficient distance, making it impossible for her to choose a direction to break through.
Subconsciously, she lowered her head, trying to get the signal for the next step.
Harley Quinn was not disappointed. On the grass in front of her, the weeds twisted and grew again, forming a line of words:
"Squat down."
So she covered her head with her hands and squatted down, as if accepting her fate in the eyes of the Gotham Police.
Seeing that Harley Quinn seemed to have given up resisting, the Gotham Police exchanged glances and breathed a sigh of relief. They formed a circle and gradually closed in.
But Harley's lack of resistance did not mean that Connors, Ivy, and others, who had been watching the show, would not resist.
Thick wooden spikes rose from the ground, stabbing towards the three helicopters in the sky. "Poison Ivy" Ivy made the first move.
"Catwoman" Selina drew her long whip, and the tip of the whip lashed towards the Police officers' guns with a sonic boom.
Connors, on the other hand, used the abilities of "Master Little Trick" + "Intermediate Hypnotism", making these Police officers feel dizzy and fall down as if drunk.
By the time they came to their senses, the Bat-Tank was still in place, but Harley Quinn and the others had disappeared.
As for Batman and Joker, they had been locked in cages and had not escaped.
The morning in Gotham passed like this, with a beginning like a tiger's head and a tail like a snake, as if it were someone's prank. The news on the large screens on the streets also returned to various television commercials.
The Arkham Asylum guards were on high alert, fearing that Batman and Joker would escape. To avoid any accidents, they didn't even open the cages for lunch to give the two inmates food.
"Soon we'll know what's under the Batman mask. I hope it's not someone with a face full of warts?"
A guard, bored, said to his companion.
"That's just malicious speculation. You can tell from the exposed chin that he's a handsome guy, but I don't know why he's dressed like this."
The companion said uninterestingly, holding his gun and standing guard in front of the cage where Batman was held.
Less than a meter away from them, in the cage made of solid metal walls, lush plants completely covered the metal walls, achieving complete soundproofing.
The finished food packaging on the ground was piled in the corner. Connors, "Catwoman" Selina, and Batman sat around the small table in the cage, their faces serious:
"Pair of 3."
Batman: "No take."
Selina: "I bomb."
"—" Connors threw down his cards and looked at Batman, "Are you sure you don't need me to pick you up tonight? Can you manage on your own?"
"Mm."
Batman also threw down his single card. With Connors' help, he successfully locked Joker back in Arkham. This was an unexpected gain for Batman, whose original plan was just to go into the asylum himself.
He had the Bat-suit he was wearing and the tank outside for backup, so there was no need to trouble others anymore.
Connors nodded, pulled "Catwoman" Selina, and prepared to leave. Batman reminded him again:
"Be careful of Bane."
Waving at Batman, Connors brazenly opened the metal door of the cage in front of the guards and said:
"I'm just about to go find him."
Watching Connors leave, Batman looked at the two hypnotized prison guards who were unaware of what was happening in front of them, and reached out to close the opened metal door.
Driving the supercar, the cheerful laughter of the Gotham Phantom sisters echoed in his ears—mainly Harley Quinn was being playful. Connors opened the system.
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It's finally over!
A smile appeared in Connors' eyes. "Poison Ivy" Ivy, sitting in the passenger seat, was idle and leaned over:
"Are we doing something serious?"
As soon as she said this, Harley Quinn, who was playing in the back seat, immediately poked her head over, full of interest:
"What serious business?"
"..."
The scene from this morning, which had been refined to perfection, appeared in Selina's mind, and her soft body stiffened once again.