Chapter 66 18. I saved you for the sake of big sister's prayer-【150】
(Add more updates for the "Dark Loss" brothers, the title is too long to write)
K team's "invitation" operation went very smoothly.
Dr. Leslie's clinic needless to say, that's where Mason works, sneaking in and kidnapping Keke, I mean "inviting" a cold-faced doctor who is dozing off on duty is as simple as eating bread.
Wayne Manor, as Batman's stronghold, is of course very difficult to sneak into, almost hellish.
Among the three people who ran to "please" Alfred's housekeeper, there was a "reserve mistress" of the Wayne family,
Catwoman and her two assistants bypassed all the alarm facilities almost unimpeded all the way, and woke up the old butler who had finally fallen asleep from the bed.
Poor Alfred was even in his pajamas when he was taken off his motorcycle
"Get in!"
The masked kiteman waved a deterrent double-barreled hand cannon, and put it on the back of the expressionless old Ah Fu, pointing to the ground in front of the old man who was a senior MI6 agent in his early years The open suitcase on the table.
Thomas and his wife had served the Wayne family loyally and brought up Bruce Wayne single-handedly. Alfred, who was more of an adoptive father than a housekeeper, felt like ten thousand alpacas screaming and galloping past in his heart.
What does this stupid thief want him to do?
Sneaking into that **** old box in front of you like a clown?
Also, where did they find such a vintage case? Alfred, who is in his sixties this year, vaguely remembers that his father had such a box when he was young.
Is this already an antique?
Just when Ah Fu was thinking about how to use his hidden martial arts skills to grab a gun and knock the three stupid thieves to the ground, he stared dumbfounded at the two thieves walking along the road. The box "climbed" down.
The old man swears that he read correctly.
They really are.
"Hurry up! Steward, Batman is dying. We didn't invite you here in the middle of the night to perform magic tricks for you."
The kite man said helplessly.
Ah Fu immediately caught the key word, and the old housekeeper said sharply:
"Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier?"
After finishing speaking, under the astonished gaze of the kite man, the handcuffed old housekeeper swung his hands, and the handcuffs that trapped him fell to the ground with a bang. They were unprofessional, stepped into the suitcase, and quickly entered the hidden space of the suitcase along the folded ladder.
Fortunately, the space in this place is large enough. Before they came, Mason placed all the "shady" things brought last time far away from the apartment.
In the largest room on the second floor of Old K's magic apartment, Dr. Leslie, invited by Mason, is being examined by Batman with the very professional medical equipment just installed.
As for why a third-floor apartment housed in a suitcase magic space would have plenty of electricity Well, never mind that.
If you have to ask, it is magical magic!
"Alfred, you came just in time, come and help!"
Dr. Leslie, who was wearing a doctor's uniform, pushed his glasses, and greeted the serious old housekeeper to come in and help operate the medical equipment.
Selena is now standing by the bed and looking at her old lover with sad eyes.
Bruce Wayne, who looked very embarrassed after taking off his battle suit and helmet, was lying in front of her with his eyes closed.
The other members of Team K stood at the door, looking at the busyness in front of them.
They are waiting for the report after the high-tech medical examination is completed, so that they can confirm with Mason's results of using alchemy to analyze blood components.
During the whole process, no one spoke, even Zha Kang, who was always venomous, looked at Batman on the bed in silence.
He couldn't help feeling secretly terrified by the master's iron will, considering the complexity and pain of this toxin, the average hero would have collapsed long ago, and Zha Kang didn't think he could withstand this kind of poison. torture.
But Batman persisted.
Of course, the high-efficiency sleeping agent Life-Death Water that Mason gave him also played a big role.
"Why not contact someone else?"
The old housekeeper said in a low voice while helping Dr. Leslie do the examination:
"There are more advanced instruments in the Batcave. Maybe using the Kryptonian technology imitation medical cabin can temporarily stabilize Master Wayne's situation. My God, his skin is as hot as drinking three liters of magma."
"That's the problem, Fu."
Catwoman said hoarsely:
"We don't know who is credible now. Except for Ni and Dr. Leslie, we dare not go to other people in the Bat family. Bruce specifically reminded Mason before he fell asleep that there was a traitor around him.
The bat network is no longer secure, or you should have received Bruce's distress signal before. "
This bad news made the old butler's expression more complicated.
He looked at the unhealed scars on the cheeks of Master Wayne whom he had raised like a son and the blood-stained sheets under him, and the old man was heartbroken for a moment.
After a few seconds of silence, he said:
"Looks like we have to contact the Justice League! Those bad guys attacking Master Wayne is just the beginning, which means darker things are about to happen.
Ms. Selena, if I remember correctly, some information in the hard drive you took away earlier suggested that the League of Assassins is conducting an evil plan called 'Advent Day'? "
"Yes."
Catwoman dejectedly said:
"But we can't decrypt the rest of the information on that hard drive, which has been encrypting itself in a very intelligent way."
"Justice League can fix it."
Old Ah Fu gritted his teeth, clenched his fist and said in a low voice:
"Those guys have to pay!"
"Don't try it, it's useless!"
Mason’s voice sounded at the door. The young man held four test tubes in one hand and Batman’s combat belt in the other. He said to Ah Fu:
"I just tried signaling the watchtower with the special mode of his combat belt, but there was no response. If you think about it, maybe the Justice League is busy with other business and can't respond.
But if you think about the worst.
The computer system in the Batcave may be hacked and controlled, and we cannot safely contact the outside world in Gotham City. Those people were well prepared before attacking Batman.
Also, meeting for the first time, Mr. Alfred.
Thank you for helping us during Operation Blackgate Prison. "
"Hi, Mason."
The old butler tried his best to show a kind smile. He stood up and thanked Mason sincerely:
"Thank you for everything you have done for Master Wayne. Without your intervention tonight, I can hardly imagine the consequences."
"It's okay, Batman has saved me more than once."
Mason shook his head and said:
"When he is in trouble, it is my duty to help him. Instead of thanking you, you should probably be prepared to hear a bad news from me."
He glanced at the four test tubes in his hand, which were filled with liquids of different colors.
He sighed and said:
"It's really bad news this time."
"There is even bigger bad news that you may need to find another job, Mason."
Dr. Leslie, who was manipulating the X-ray machine, suddenly said coldly:
"Because you kidnapped me from my clinic tonight and almost gave me a heart attack so you're fired! You don't even want this month's salary!"
"Don't worry about this, Mr. Mason, the Wayne family is more than willing to offer you a lifetime job with a good salary."
Alfred looked at the test tube in Mason's hand, and said:
"Let's talk about how bad the situation is first."
"I used alchemy to separate the components of Bruce's blood. I must regret to tell you that there are at least six toxins taking effect in his blood vessels at the same time."
Mason raised the test tube in his hand and shook it, saying:
"This is only the ingredients I can detect so far. Some strong toxins have penetrated into his body and started to destroy the organs. The reason why he hasn't suffered multiple organ failure is not because he has a strong physique.
It's just because there is a very special substance in his blood vessels that'protects' him. "
The young man took out a test tube with a small amount of dark green liquid, and said to the others:
"If I'm not mistaken, this liquid mixed with toxin should be the 'sacred object' in the hands of the League of Assassins, the water essence of the legendary Lazarus Pool that can bring people back from the dead."
"But that thing won't protect anyone!"
"That stuff is poisonous! It's actually one of the most poisonous things in the world."
"It is true, but there is no doubt that this stems from the fact that the water in the deepest pool of **** can lock vitality."
Mason coughed and said briefly:
"In short, the conclusion I came to after trying alchemy is that if you are worried about Bruce Wayne's life and death then you can rest assured.
He will not die.
These toxins will be excreted after a long time.
He will wake up and live in a relatively healthy posture until he dies with a longer life than other people. "
The young man paused.
Amid the gazes of the others, he looked at Bruce Wayne on the bed and said:
"But Batman is dead!
These toxins will destroy his body in a short period of time, causing him to lose some of the strength and skills he needs to survive, and will also degrade his will and spirit.
He's going to be a normal guy.
But that might not be such a bad thing.
Ms. Selena can seriously consider the choice of marrying Mr. Bruce, and Lord Alfred no longer has to worry about the child he raised with his own hands going out every night to fight criminals.
There will be one less fearsome hero in this world, but one more billionaire with a happy life. "
Mason's conclusion silenced everyone.
The old housekeeper and Catwoman even began to seriously consider Mason's suggestion, while Dr. Leslie, who had been busy all the time, sighed. After a few minutes, she also came up with a very professional and complicated report from the test with medical instruments.
After reading the report for a while, the cold-faced doctor came to a relatively consistent conclusion with Mason.
She pushed her glasses and said:
"Bruce's leg muscles have begun to shrink, his heart rate is also close to normal, and the brain wave activity is weakening. Perhaps the conclusions drawn by Mason's unscientific magic methods are worth considering, but I still need to continue to observe. In order to draw your specific conclusions.
Alfred."
Dr. Leslie took off her glasses, rubbed the bridge of her nose, and said softly:
"Remember the conversation I had with you when I left Gotham? Bruce obviously has a serious mental illness. He is simply a collection of psychological trauma, and he is a 'living teaching material' in the eyes of psychiatrists.
The experience of witnessing the death of his parents when he was a child had a terrible impact on his spirit. At that time, I suggested that you send him to a professional institution for psychological intervention.
Now may be a good time.
Mr. Thomas and Ms. Martha don't want their son to be like this, and the Wayne family doesn't need a Batman.
Maybe, it's time to get his life back on track. "
"But Gotham"
Alfred hesitated, Dr. Leslie shook his head and said:
"There will always be someone who will stand up to save Gotham! Maybe it's the alien in the red and blue uniform, or that heroic demigod.
The world doesn't stop turning without Batman.
And with Gotham as it is now, to be honest, destroying and rebuilding may be a better choice, which is much more useful than Bruce has been trying to repair this dilapidated house. "
"etc!"
The catwoman who was lying on the bed and tightly holding the master's finger suddenly raised her head and shouted:
"Don't you keep thinking that my Bruce is hopeless, can you? You old men and old ladies will never learn to think from his perspective.
Do you think Bruce will be willing to become an ordinary person without the power and identity of Batman?
No!
He's only going to overdo it!
He can use his wealth and influence to do more terrible things, and being Batman has never been the limit of his abilities! That's just the lower limit of his interference in this world!
I don't want to see a crazier Bruce Wayne.
You all know that crazy clown who always says Bruce is his opposite, think about it! Once in Gotham City, there was a combination of the Joker and Batman named Bruce Wayne.
Mason! "
Selena looked up at the young man, and she shouted hoarsely:
"Tell my sister, can you save my lover?"
Mason hesitated.
He looked at the dark green liquid in the test tube in his hand, nodded after several seconds of hesitation, and said:
"Yes! I can even make some special drugs to make Bruce Wayne fully recover without detoxification, but I want to declare that there is a price.
The price was so heavy that it might be more merciful to stab him to death now. "
"what do you need?"
Jack Kang put out his cigarette butt, and asked a question with great interest.
Obviously as a magician he was very interested in Mason's healing methods.
The young man didn't hide anything, he took out the Hogwarts Potions Book, flipped through a few pages, opened it up and said to others:
"The blood of the unicorn combined with some basic medicines can make a pretty magical potion, which is enough to bring Batman back to his prime in an instant, and even heal the dark wounds he left over the years.
But don't be too busy being happy just yet.
As the purest creature in the legend, once you hurt it to take blood, it means that the person who drinks the blood will be cursed forever and become an immortal ghost-like creature.
So here comes the problem.
Do you think if the master is sober, he will be willing to pay this price in exchange for his recovery so that he can fight against the criminals who destroyed his beloved city? "
"Compared with this question, what I want to ask is, where are you going to find a living unicorn? I learned from Xiaozha's family records that the last unicorn in this world was as early as seven hundred years ago are extinct."
Zha Kang asked quietly.
This question obviously represented the views of other people in the room, but the kite man who had been silent for a while suddenly blinked, and he took out a blood-stained key from his pocket, and said:
"Boss, you mean, there are unicorns in the Forbidden Forest?"
"Well, my poor Charles, there's more than just unicorns out there."
Mason curled his lips and closed the Potion Encyclopedia, saying:
"Personally, I don't mind taking another risk there. It's up to you now, my friends. In addition, I must remind you that the essence of Lazarus' pool has begun to corrode Bruce's life essence. So if Batman is not awakened within five days, it will be difficult for him to recover even with unicorn blood."
"He will."
Selina stretched out her hand and gently stroked the master's blood-stained face, which was still resolute in the extreme pain. She bent down and kissed Bruce's withered and pale lips.
she says:
“He will never stop fighting and succumb to the evil oppression. I know what choice he will make, and I also know what I should do to make my little bat feel happy and happy.
Mason.
let's go.
Going to catch a unicorn for my love. "
Mason nodded, looked at Zha Kang and the kite man, and said:
"What about you two?"
"I don't care, boss."
The kite man shrugged and said:
"I will go wherever you tell me to go."
"I do not want to go."
Jack Kang said with a straight face:
"But I know that if I say no, I will be hacked to death by Catwoman in the next second, and if Zha knows that I can save the smelly bat but I stand by, I will never be able to climb into her bed for the rest of my life.
so.
Go to TM, let's go!
Catch unicorns!
Tell me in advance that I want its horn, that thing is very valuable! "
(end of this chapter)