However, after shouting these words, there was no response for a long time.
Falcone was not in a hurry; at most, he was a bit annoyed that he had smoked that cigar too quickly earlier, as having it now would at least give him something to do.
After a while, the female voice came again: "In that case, if Mr. Falcone finds out who wants to target Wayne, remember to leave me a message."
Falcone frowned and asked, "What should I call you, friend?"
"Just call me Ivy, or…" The female voice carried a smile, "Poison Ivy."
"Then how do I contact you…" As soon as Falcone finished speaking, there was a soft "snap" from behind him.
He quickly turned around, only to see that the dense vines at the company entrance had vanished without a trace, as if they had never appeared, except for the huge pit nearby.
And directly behind him, a keypad phone lay quietly.
Falcone frowned deeply; in Gotham, he was considered a prominent figure, yet even he typically used a brick phone.
The phone in front of him was both novel and unfamiliar.
He bent down to pick up the phone; it was light in hand and had a smooth casing.
He curiously examined the phone and, after a simple exploration, found that its operation was not complicated.
After a brief familiarization, Falcone quickly got the hang of it.
Looking at the home button in the center of the phone, Falcone frowned.
This Home button… the more he looked at it, the more it resembled a spread-winged Bat.
…A few days later, Gwen's phone screen was densely filled with multiple messages.
That's right, the one who went to find Falcone a few days ago, claiming to be Poison Ivy, was none other than her.
Ahem, you see, Poison Ivy's real name isn't Ivy, and Gwen isn't named Ivy either, but isn't that quite a coincidence?
Also, one of Poison Ivy's characteristics is her reddish-orange hair.
She… was pretty close.
And Poison Ivy can control plants, and so can she!
So why isn't she Poison Ivy?
Why are you called Ivy? Coincidence! I always wanted to go to an Ivy League university.
Why are you called Poison Ivy? Coincidence! Didn't you see I also have vines?
As for why Gwen could 'control' plants, that's thanks to her little broken watch.
Although the initial hero configuration of her little broken watch was largely the same as Ben Tennyson's, there were still differences.
Her little broken watch did not have Ghostfreak or Stinkfly; instead, it had the next two heroes in line, Cannonbolt and Wildvine.
And since Wildvine has been mentioned, it's not hard to guess where Gwen's confidence in impersonating Poison Ivy came from.
First, taking advantage of Falcone's time in the office handling affairs and resting, she took down all the guards in the entire building in just ten minutes.
Believe me, as long as you are fast enough, taking down all the guards in the entire building in just ten minutes is very simple, as long as you are fast enough.
You don't even need Flash; you can just go next door and find a Quicksilver.
Of course, if there's no Quicksilver, our alien hacker still has XLR8.
After knocking out everyone inside and outside the building and moving them outside, she could then wait outside for the little broken watch to finish charging.
By the time Falcone was about to take the elevator downstairs, the little broken watch had already finished charging.
Once they arrived at the door, after such a series of intimidating moves, she could start asking what she wanted to know.
Actually, Falcone is quite easy to get along with, as long as you give him face.
In Batman's first year, it was purely Batman who went too far.
Just imagine, in the middle of the night, a pervert wearing a mask like a philosophical muscle man and a tight-fitting suit bursts into your house, ties you up with only your underwear left.
After you are shamefully rescued by your subordinates, you find out that this jerk drove your car into the sea.
It left a very deep impression; it really maxed out the hatred.
As for why she disguised herself as Poison Ivy… one, Gwen's abilities aligned with Poison Ivy, making it easy to disguise; two, Poison Ivy should be making her official debut soon.
Before going out, Gwen had Alfred help her investigate information about Pamela Lillian Isley and Jason Wood.
Regrettably, Alfred was unable to find any information about Pamela, the future Poison Ivy, but he successfully obtained Jason Wood's data.
However, after some thought, Gwen didn't find this strange.
According to this origin story, Poison Ivy at this time might just be an ordinary female college student who loves plants, with no fame.
Thinking of this, Gwen felt a bit annoyed for some reason.
Hmm… I need to find a time to deal with that idiot Jason Wood.
The more Gwen recalled things related to Jason Wood (or rather, the Plant Master), the angrier she became.
Unlike Poison Ivy, who is also an extreme plant conservationist, from most works, she knows in her heart that her actions are sometimes too radical, and if someone can persuade her well, like Harley Quinn, Harley Quinn, Harley Quinn, etc., she is willing to listen to some of it.
And Poison Ivy, even in the Arkham series, is a beautiful girl!
What's wrong with a beautiful girl making a few mistakes?? It's not like she… uh, it seems that can't be called a small mistake.
But didn't she give up?!
What could a beautiful girl do wrong?
Then look at Jason Wood, this guy who will later become the Plant Master… uh, this guy is purely disgusting.
In his several different origin stories, there is a common feature—for himself, everyone else can be whatever.
In some origins, for the development of plants, he can ruthlessly sacrifice all other creatures.
If you are not a plant, I will kill you all.
Or, to achieve his crazy dream of becoming the Swamp Thing, he would stop at nothing, completely without a bottom line.
Anyway, he is undoubtedly a rotten person.
And if we follow the setting in "Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy," Jason Wood is even more disgusting.
Not only is he a scumbag, but he also tried to steal others' academic achievements and even intentionally locked Pamela in a laboratory full of toxic gas, which is basically intentional murder.
This guy is like a villain who ran out of some romance novel for women and ended up in the American comic World.
Others puff out their chests and say, "Get out of my way, I'm about to show off."
These types of people puff out their chests because they're about to get a beating.
Sighing, Gwen temporarily pushed aside the cluttered thoughts that might only be useful later. She reached out and clicked on the text message Falcone had sent.
But what appeared was not the information she wanted, but a nursery rhyme.
Gwen's gaze had just scanned the text, but then her eyes narrowed.
[Beware the Court of Owls, that watches all the time. Guarding Gotham City from its perch upon the wall. They live in your house, they sleep in your bed. Never speak their names, or the Talon will come for your head.]
No, wasn't the beginner quest Falcone? What the heck is the Court of Owls?