The Death Knell

"It's done, phew!"

In the Batcave, Dr. Quinzel dismembered the disemboweled clown, took out the organs and put them in different boxes, and asked Jack to store them in the refrigerator, while she herself removed the organs that were full of blood. gloves and glasses, and slowly stretched:

"I wanted to cut him into pieces for a long time. Well, I feel much happier."

Barbara, who was standing aside, had already turned her head away. She couldn't bear to look at this kind of thing from the beginning. She retched and asked:

"No, your job ends with dissection alone?"

"Yes." Dr. Quinzel tilted his head and cleared his throat with a dry cough: "Well, what I mean is that the current work is over, and I still have to check the information to research the antidote."

"stare......"

Batgirl narrowed her eyes and turned down the corners of her mouth in a classic expression of suspicion.

For some reason, she always felt that there was something wrong with this so-called doctor Quinzel from another world. However, the clown who called himself the Pale Knight on the side acted like a normal person. His existence made Barbara unable to believe the whole story.

"How long do you need?" Barbara raised an eyebrow, and her little hand secretly touched the batarang on her belt.

"How long? I can't tell you. It depends on where the death knell is... I'm a little tired. Can Mr. Butler take me to the guest room? It's different when you're pregnant. People get tired easily. By the way, prepare a big cake for me, chocolate flavored."

Batgirl was about to say something else, but Jack had already supported the doctor with concern, and the two of them walked upstairs with the housekeeper in their arms. As they walked, they said, "Take a good rest when you are tired. I probably have some problems with this special laughing gas." I have an idea, I will do the next work.”

"That's great. I'll put in a nice word for you, hehe..."

Listening to the incomprehensible conversation and watching the three people disappear at the elevator entrance, Barbara was confused and was only confused, looking at the messy autopsy table in front of her in a daze.

He had obviously promised to develop a serum and treat his father's illness. Why does it seem like Dr. Quinzel is so tired at work?

The pale light shone on the red blood, and the sound of bats flapping their wings was heard in the distance, but the young girl only saw darkness...

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The third sewer system is also the oldest one in Gotham. The great maze of the Court of Owls was once located in a certain section of this system.

Because many areas have been renovated many times by the Court of Owls, the environment here no longer looks like a sewer, but more like a long corridor in a giant office building. From time to time, you will encounter some large gates and various Such debris.

"According to the map, we are not far from the edge of the abyss." Su Ming tapped his temple and looked at Harley next to him: "How is your physical condition?"

"No problem, I'm Harley Quinn, haha!" Harley smiled and grabbed Bobo from Damian's shoulder, holding her in her arms and playing with it like a doll. She seemed to like orangutans very much. Animals with fur.

"The current development is not beyond my expectations. It's just that the backup plan has been advanced. However, I think that since we want to study the clown virus, it is better to look at the performance of living samples." Su Ming continued to look at the flight ahead. Superboy-Prime, who was in various poses and expressions, lowered his voice slightly.

Harley twisted Bobo's ears, looking a little absent-minded: "According to common sense, it's true, but... any mutant poison of laughing gas is not as simple as you think, I need more information and time."

Bobo swatted her hand away and rolled his eyes in displeasure: "That's almost it. A proud mad woman won't pinch a gorilla to play with. She has never twisted my ears."

"What are you talking about?" Damian looked away from the surrounding roads and walked a few steps behind Deathstroke again: "Who are you talking about?"

Bobo coughed and rolled his eyes: "We are talking about Diana. I just told Harley to let her learn more from Dai. Wonder Woman will never bully an orangutan."

"Oh, that's it. I know Wonder Woman likes horses and griffons." Damian shrugged. He felt very at ease walking beside Deathstroke, and his tone became much more relaxed: "But maybe she has changed recently, I Mom once said that women are fickle.”

"What about Thalia? How is she doing recently?" Deathstroke took over the topic, handed Damian a bottle of soda, and touched his head.

Hearing the biological father he knew mentioned his mother, Damian immediately became excited. Although he felt that something was wrong in the previous conversation between Harley and Jason, he no longer cared about those details and followed Deathstroke. The topic came up about my mother's side of things.

From the sinking of the earth to the subsequent 'Leviathan' incident, he talked a lot about her and Louise, and also included some information about Lei Xiaogu.

"By the way, she sent me an email not long ago asking about you."

Damian hinted pointedly, and then opened his eyes wide to see Deathstroke's reaction.

But he is too short. If you look up from the bottom, you can only see the cigarette smoking Death Knell silently raising his head at 45 degrees to the ceiling, slowly exhaling a puff of cigarette smoke, and hearing the calm voice:

"As long as she's doing well."

Robin's little body trembled. Is this the mature attitude an adult has? What happened to him and his mother in the past?

He almost couldn't help but tell the truth, but when he saw Harley beside him, he swallowed his words.

The current situation is much more complicated. Not only does Harley have an ambiguous relationship with Deathstroke, but Wonder Woman is also involved. He can't be too impatient.

'One day, this death knell will admit that I am his son. I need to be patient. Predators in the dark have time...' Robin squinted his eyes and felt confident, then changed the topic and started talking. The matter of Young People's Zhenglian came up.

It was nothing more than Black Wally's game console, Djinn's autism and other trivial matters, but Deathstroke was very patient along the way and listened to him with a smile.

It made him feel better, he had never gotten this kind of warmth from Batman.

However, no matter how beautiful the journey is, there is an end. Superman Supreme, who was leading the way ahead, stopped and gestured to indicate that he was there. Behind the wall that was melted by the heat vision, there was a bottomless hole.

Su Ming floated over and took a look. Below was a stagnant underground lake. Someone brought a yacht in and leisurely rowed on the red lake.

At this time, the lights on the boat were brightly lit and people were passing through. Even though the vertical drop between them was more than three kilometers, crazy laughter could still be heard from there.

"He is indeed a clown. He really knows how to play." Su Ming took off the cloak behind him and motioned for Bobo and Harley to come up. Clayface and Superman Supreme asked them to think of their own solution: "Let's sneak down and eavesdrop on this." What are you going to do when you lie down?"