I want to have a date with Superman

"What, you don't want to?"

Harley's tangled face made Swamp Monster frown.

"Let me stroke it."

Harry frowned and thought, how many houses had he been an undercover agent for, and where were they?

It was too much and too messy, she had to sort it out.

Only targeting the wizarding group, she seems to be an undercover agent of Hell, Heaven, and the FBI.

Zatara had tested her earlier, asking her if she still had contact with the wizarding group, and also had the idea of ​​letting her work as an undercover agent, but she refused.

Now there is another life parliament

Swamp Thing is powerful and his favors are valuable.

Harley made a quick decision.

"Why did you come to me? I have completely severed my ties with the wizarding group and have never had any contact again." She asked curiously.

Swamp Monster chuckled and said, "Don't try to lie to me. Just three days ago, the messenger bird of the Wizarding Group came to find you."

Harley's expression changed and she looked at Ivy.

Ivy quickly shook her head, "I didn't say anything."

Harry looked at the fruit trees and flowers in the yard again, and said with an ugly expression, "Are you spying on me?"

"How much effort does it take to keep an eye on a person for 24 hours? I don't have that much energy to waste on you. I'm keeping an eye on the messenger bird." Swamp Monster said.

Harley's face softened, "Why would the Tree Council interfere in the matter of the giant beast?"

"Without the skin, how can the hair be attached? The giant beast threatens the entire multiverse." Swamp Monster said.

Harley thought it wasn't telling the truth, or was bragging.

The giant beast is so powerful that it threatens the multiverse. What can you do with your little vegetable salad?

Deliver food?

"The wizarding group came to me to solicit sponsorship. They learned that I have now become the Godfather of Gotham and am very wealthy and powerful. They want both money and help." Harley said.

"How much did you pay them?" Swamp Monster frowned.

"More than thirty million U.S. dollars, unlaundered black money. They also used the Gotham Pier to transport shiploads of magic materials to Africa.

Even many of the materials available on the market are purchased by me. " Harley said.

"With such great help, your status in the wizarding group is not low, right?" Swamp Monster said solemnly.

"Lich Didier accepted me as his personal disciple. In addition, I was promoted to the 'rudder' of the wizard group on the east coast of America." Harley said proudly.

"The giant ferocious beast represents darkness and evil. If it destroys hell and heaven, how will the world be spared?" Swamp Monster said earnestly.

"I will hang out with whoever gives me benefits." Harley said simply.

"The Parliament of Life represents the human world, and Swamp Monster fights for humanity." Swamp Monster said.

Harley was very skeptical.

"Alec," she called it by its previous name, tentatively: "You asked me to help you in the name of dealing with darkness and evil, right?"

"Help me and you are helping humanity."

"Hey, don't go too far. I'm just asking, are you making demands of me in the name of dealing with darkness and evil?"

Swamp Thing thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right."

"You also said that I am your friend." Harley asked again.

This time Swamp Thing didn't hesitate, "You saved my life and Abby's, and - by the way, how did you deal with Anton Arcane?"

"Probably doing research in a biology lab."

"Ah, you let him go?" Swamp Monster was shocked.

"No, studied."

Swamp Thing's salad face twisted, "Don't play with fire and burn yourself."

“I don’t expect to learn anything at all, but scientists know better how to deal with monsters.

As you said earlier, throwing Akane into the sea can only seal it for a few years. " Harley said.

Swamp Thing asked, "Which laboratory?"

"It used to be Indian Hill, but now it's gone."

This time Harley didn't tell the truth.

She is a "super criminal" investigator. Anton Arcane is a proper super criminal. Naturally, she has to be sent to the FBI.

However, in order to hide her identity, she directly gave the ‘Arcain Mince’ to Dr. Hugo and then informed Sister Laurie.

Sister Laurie contacted the military director of Indian Hill - yes, there is a court in Indian Hill, but the laboratory theoretically belongs to Wayne and is a joint project between Wayne and the military. However, the owl is built in Wayne Enterprises. The nest.

Hugo Strange, the head of the laboratory, was selected by Caitlin as a reserve member of the court.

Now Anton Akane has entered the Red Room Laboratory-the most powerful laboratory in DC where Cyborg was born.

"Well, no matter what happens to Anton, you finally helped the green of all things solve a big problem, so I sincerely regard you as a friend." Swamp Monster said sincerely.

Harley smiled and said: "Since we are friends, I am also willing to be honest with you.

In the name of dealing with darkness and evil, you make demands of me, and I can grant them to you.

But as a friend, if I call you and seek help from you in the future in the name of dealing with darkness and evil, don’t refuse me, okay? "

Swamp Monster was dumbfounded. How could he say no to such a reasonable and high-sounding request?

But it suddenly felt regretful.

Perhaps, the price he will pay in the future will be far higher than the value of the information about the wizarding group obtained from Harley.

That night, at two o'clock in the morning, Harley and Ivy entered the Owl Airship together.

The Limbo engine started, and the ship instantly jumped into the shadow realm and rushed out of the water tower like a phantom.

From the gray-white shadow world, three lines of blue, white and blood-red light were pulled out, spanning more than ten kilometers, to the sky above a 24-story high-end apartment building in the Upper East Side.

The luxurious penthouse, which is lowered to two meters close to the rooftop and has a sky garden below, is the home of old Truman and the residence of Daniel Truman and his wife at this time.

"Andy, come in and take a look. First look for the secret room. If there is no secret room, then look for the vault." Harley said to the air next to her.

Even after hearing Harley explain it many times, Ivy still shrank her neck and goosebumps appeared on her back.

"He, he's gone?" she asked in a low voice.

"Well, Andy would be more obedient than when he was alive, if he didn't follow me all the time." Harley looked complicated.

"found it."

"What?" Harley was surprised.

"What?" Ivy was confused.

Harley looked at Hanged Man Andy, "Isn't it too fast?"

"I'm a ghost and can pass through walls. If I blow around the house like the wind, I can find any secret room instantly." Andy stuck out his tongue and said proudly.

This guy can be really useful at some point, if he stays further away and never bothers her

Harry, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was thinking wildly in his mind, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the monitor on the driver's seat.

Then she suddenly froze and stared at the radar scanner.

A strange thought arose in her mind.

"Maybe you can give it a try." A strange smile appeared on Harry's lips.

"What to try?" Andy and Ivy asked at the same time.

"Andy, is the secret room big? Can you stop the spacecraft?"

Andy shook his head, "Hidden behind the wardrobe in the bedroom, it's only the size of a double bed."

"What's in it?"

"I'll go take a look." Andy disappeared like Piao.

After half an hour, it floated back and said: "There are tens of thousands of dollars in cash, real estate certificates, stocks and bonds."

These are normal.

The only problem was a crystal ball the size of a pineapple, on which I felt a power more evil than hell. "

Harry thought thoughtfully, "Truman has no magic power in his body. If he wants to use a magic crystal ball, he must contact the devil or the devil's priest through a spell."

"We've found the right person!" Ivy said excitedly.

Harley nodded slightly, "Let's go to Parker's house again."

The Parker family also has a secret room, but no magic or sacrificial items were found, and there was only a white mask in the safe in the secret room.

"Are you a fan of masquerade?"

Harley first thought of a mask party.

Soon, she overturned her guess, "No, if it was really a mask from the Masked Party, he shouldn't have collected just one, but an exhibition hall with countless masks.

There is no need to hide in a secret room and prepare a special safe. "

Harley turned to Ivy with a strange look on her face, "Jerome is really our lucky star. He killed two owls in one go. Both of them have very high status."

"What does the white mask do?" Ivy asked curiously.

Harry smiled and said: "When attending an owl party, all members will wear masks. This is what Old Kamai told me.

Earlier, I took it for granted that they would wear owl masks, so I didn’t think of it immediately. "

"Well, Parker or Truman, which one should you focus on?" Ivy asked.

"Truman."

Back at the fighting arena, Ivy went back to rest first.

From now on, she must stay in constant contact with the seed inside Truman.

Even in her sleep, as long as Zizi "hears" voices, she will be alerted immediately.

Harley stayed on the airship, glancing hesitantly between Andy and the airborne radar.

For a long time, she explained all about the angel feathers she had obtained and the functions of the feathers.

"Andy, what do you think?" she asked.

"I want to live, find me a strong body, like that Bronze Tiger!"

Andy's dead eyes began to shine.

"You have very good taste." Harley sneered again and again, "It's a pity that you can't possess living people, or even living things."

"Why should you listen to the angels!" Andy said excitedly.

"If you don't obey, he will come to the world and purify you completely."

Andy said dejectedly: "Can a dead person do it?"

"Any blasphemous behavior is not allowed. The angels really want to throw you back to hell -"

Andy rushed over, hugged her legs and cried loudly: "Harry, please, don't let me be trapped in hell forever, wuwuwu, please, hell is too painful!"

"You don't have to go to hell if you get up." Harley said.

Andy floated up and floated a few meters away - Harley often asked him to stay away from her.

Harley pointed at the airborne radar and said: "Your ability to ignore physical matter is very useful. I think you can be reborn as a radar."

"Radar?" Andy's swollen and bruised face became distorted, "Even if you let me possess an inflatable doll, it would be better than radar!"

Harley said with a dark face: "You can be useful to me only if you become a radar."

"Harry, don't be so realistic, I am your father." Andy said aggrievedly.

"Then tell me, what do you want to become?" Harley asked.

"C-3PO (the golden droid from Star Wars), okay?"

"I also want a C-3PO." Harley said with a dull face.

"Then you go to the mall and buy an Optimus Prime robot. I would rather be an Autobot...at least as a human being." Andy said.

"You must merge with a spiritual being. To put it simply, either a living creature or a demonized object." Harley said impatiently.

"Are you sure?" Andy saw that she was getting irritable and felt a little scared, fearing that if she got angry, she would directly send him to hell.

"I'm sure Aki is a magically transformed artifact spaceship." Harley said.

"How about I merge with the Vulcan Cannon?" Andy said.

"You Piao, what kind of Vulcan cannon are you using? Only radar is best for you." Harley said loudly.

"Okay." Andy agreed reluctantly.

Harley first transmitted a stream of consciousness to the engine, and the spacecraft seemed to come alive. A hole opened with a "click, click, click," exposing the radar device to the cabin.

Andy stood in front of the radar, which was half a man tall and shaped like a cube.

Harley used a knife to carve a pentagram circle into her palm, summoning the flames of hell and igniting the feathers.

The sacredness was desecrated, the pure white turned into gray and black, and the ashes floated towards Andy with an ominous aura.