Chapter 98 50. Miss, your illness really can't be delayed any longer--【3350】
Mason didn't know that the hapless Mr. Sandstorm was caught by the Green Arrow squatting there when he slipped into Gotham City. The young man was busy talking to the kite man.
By taking advantage of the chaos caused by the League of Assassins in Gotham, Team K’s original goal of looting the virus vaccine was easily completed without any risk or pressure.
According to Kiteman, the warehouse at Wayne Industries Medical was empty when he arrived.
Even the entire warehouse was pitch-black due to a power shortage, and the original strict monitoring system was also offline.
If he hadn't restarted the backup energy in the warehouse in time, those vaccines that need to be stored at low temperature might have completely failed in tonight's chaos.
"You first store the vaccine in your luggage and then watch from high altitude to see the results of the battle between Mr. Sandstorm and the Justice League, but don't get close or be spotted by them.
I will rush back to join you immediately. "
Mason gave Charles a few words of advice, then cut off the communication, and looked back at Master Nightwing who had been thrown into the co-pilot of the No. 2 Batmobile.
He gestured an OK gesture to Catwoman, and Selena closed the cabin and took the elder and younger back to the Batcave.
As for Mason himself, he released his beloved blue flying motorcycle and prepared to fly back to his cabin.
But at the same time as the scooter was started, a vine spreading from the ground suddenly grabbed Mason's handlebar, causing the young man to glance at the place where the vine stretched in surprise.
Unsurprisingly, it was discovered that Poison Ivy was standing in the shadow of the grove outside the Arkham Asylum.
Still gesturing to him for him to come over.
Considering Poison Ivy's "great reputation" in Gotham City, facing the invitation of this cute, sweet and vicious female villain, Mason picked up the crit gun and pressed the cursed bullet on it, and then left with vigilance past.
"Don't be so careful, if I have any malice towards you, that vine just now is enough to release a deadly hormonal gas on you."
Poison Ivy said something in a cold voice.
This female villain with long fiery red hair and weird green skin all over her body is not ugly but has a unique allure, speaking really directly.
And the tone is full of disgust for flesh and blood creatures.
This is also normal.
No matter which version of the origin of her villain story, she has become a special life form between flesh and blood and plants because of the malice of the same human beings.
The distrust of human beings is not only caused by their own tragedy, but also because of the instinctive resistance generated by "different species".
"It is precisely because I know you have no malicious intentions that we can stand so close to talk."
Mason clapped the gun in his hand unceremoniously, because the special power brought by the cursed bullet was sensed by Poison Ivy, making her frown and move away a few steps.
Probably nature is warning her?
"Tell me, why are you waiting for me here?"
Because Mr. Sandstorm is still in the city, Mason doesn't have much time to flirt with this female villain, but he has an idea to include Poison Ivy in the K team.
But now is not the time.
This one is different from Zha Kang.
Zha Kang belongs to the kind of scum who is very bad but has a conscience.
And Poison Ivy is a dangerous person who is quite withdrawn most of the time and doesn't care much about "human morality", or even human life.
She is a serious "semi-plant", and her temper has every reason to shout out the terrible slogan "The life of plants is also life".
"follow me."
The red-haired green lady turned around and walked into the shadow behind her. Mason followed, and the young man smelled a strong smell of blood within a few steps.
It made him frown.
After turning a few corners in the grove, Mason saw the corpses of four or five black-clothed warriors lying on the ground.
This made Mason raise his eyebrows and look at Poison Ivy again.
The green lady waved her hand, and the blades of grass and vines intertwined in front of the two of them spread out, revealing Dr. Harley Quizell who was hiding in it, holding her head and shivering.
The latter's doctor's robe is nowhere to be found.
The sportswear she was wearing was covered in glaring blood stains, and she was holding a broken baseball bat in her hand.
"this"
Mason immediately understood the cause and effect.
Then he heard Poison Ivy say with strong remorse:
"She asked me to bring her here, saying she wanted to see if her patient was okay, but I should leave her in a safe place in the city.
I don't know what happened, but after I was sent back by that freak in red to say goodbye to you guys, I came back and saw her sitting among these dead bodies and crying.
She was terrified.
I strongly suspect that the clown has done some **** tricks on her, but she told me earlier that you have cured her hypnosis by the clown. "
"The symptoms of hypnosis were indeed broken by the refreshing agent, but maybe the clown did more than just hypnotize her."
Mason took out a bottle of palliative from his arms, put the hand cannon in his waist and walked forward slowly. He stared at Dr. Harley who was squatting there crying silently, and whispered:
"Harry? Remember me? I'm Mason, the alchemist who helped you."
"Mason?"
Dr. Halle raised his head, eyes red and swollen from crying, looked at Mason trying to show a smile, but her blood-stained face combined with that weird smile made the Poison Ivy girl behind Mason take a breath of cold air.
This behavior pattern cannot be said to be exactly the same as Zhou Keer's, but it can also be said to be a classic reprint.
"I didn't do this. I. I don't know what's going on here."
She quickly saw the corpse at Mason's feet, she shuddered and lowered her head again, covered her face and said in a hoarse voice:
"Mr. J is dead, I feel very relieved. I saw through the binoculars that he was blown off his head by you, no one can hurt me anymore, I feel safe.
I thought maybe it was time to bid farewell to the past life and start a new life. I remember someone said to me before that to start a new life, you have to change the old name in the past.
So I gave myself a new name
I think my name should be Harley Quinn? "
"You can call yourself whatever you want, that's your freedom, girl."
Mason approached her and handed over the palliative in his hand. He said softly:
"But you're a doctor, you know? You're in a terrible situation, you should drink this bottle and ask your friend Ivy to take you to a comfortable place to sleep.
Stop worrying about this crap, you know what I mean?
Arkham Asylum is over, you lost your job, you should take a break to let yourself go, and then find another place to send your resume to work.
Need me to introduce you to a cool clinic? "
"I don't know, I don't know if I'm suitable to continue doing this, or should I give up my failed doctor career and try to be a professional gymnast again?"
Dr. Halle, whose face was still stained with blood, took the palliative from Mason and poured it in without looking at it. This meant that even after some drastic changes in her mental thinking, she was still very Trust Mason.
The palliative took effect soon, and Harley's condition improved visibly.
She no longer trembles.
The voice of speaking will not suddenly become very sharp, and the out-of-control emotions are much better.
It seems that the original consciousness is slowly returning.
Under the watchful eyes of Mason and Poison Ivy, she took a look at the broken baseball bat she was holding tightly in her hand, threw it viciously, and then rushed towards Ivy, and was hugged by Poison Ivy again. middle.
"Okay, nothing will happen. It's all over, boy, it's all over."
Poison Ivy, who was indifferent to others, was patient and gentle when she was treating Harley. She patted Dr. Harley on the back and flicked her fingers silently.
Several carnivorous vines crawled over from the woods, rolled up the corpse at Mason's feet and dragged it into the depths of the woods.
Even the blades of grass on the ground moved to excavate and renovate the soil on the ground. In just a few seconds, a permeating murder scene was completely restored to its normal appearance.
"I've turned into a monster, Ivy."
Harry sobbed in Poison Ivy's arms and said:
"I remember very clearly that just when I felt that I could finally get rid of the lingering Mr. J forever, I fell into the trap he had woven for me.
It was a vicious psychological suggestion, hidden under the hypnotic appearance.
I should have been professional.
I should have been able to see through this plot, but I was so desperate to figure out the clown's strange mental activities that I made the worst mistake a psychiatrist could make.
Sorry, Mason.
I failed to tell you this, the clown made me forget this, maybe I also want to forget the boring past and I did something wrong.
"It doesn't matter, things are already like this anyway."
Mason also sighed.
He remembered the conversation the Joker had with him in the ward of Arkham Asylum at the beginning of the chaos tonight.
At that time, he should have realized this when he heard Zhou Keer say that the game that bet on Dr. Harley Quinzel's will was not over yet.
That villain will never simply put his own schemes on the table, he will always do things in a series of tricks.
Well, this kind of unconstrained thinking may be worth learning by yourself.
"Take her away."
Mason tidied up his mood and said to Poison Ivy:
"Don't go to the Iceberg Bar, where the superheroes stop the bad guys, you can go to Dr. Leslie's clinic near Crime Alley.
That's my boss.
She also has a certain degree of research in psychology. Recently, Halle can receive treatment there, and my shop is just opposite the clinic.
I'll go see her when it's all over. "
"And Ivy's medicine!"
Dr. Halle wiped off the blood stains on her face, she turned her head and reminded Mason with evasive eyes:
"Ivy's condition is much more serious than mine. Only that magic potion can suppress her mania."
"I will send it as soon as possible."
The young man waved his hand, took another look at the dark night sky that was approaching dawn, and said:
"How about we go there together? My motorcycle can carry you two."
"Picking up girls on a motorcycle? Are you a sixteen-year-old dumb boy?"
The Poison Ivy curled her lips in disdain.
Then a few minutes later, she was forced to put on a safety helmet and sit in the bucket of the flying motorcycle. The Poison Ivy girl stared dumbfounded at Mason riding this thing soaring into the sky, and wanted to give herself two mouths.
You know that he is a mysterious alchemist, so how can you treat this mysterious guy with common sense?
"Also, I am seventeen years old."
Mason saw Poison Ivy's strange expression, and whispered while wearing flying goggles.
Dr. Harley Quizell, who was behind him, was also wearing a helmet and hugged the waist of a young man ten years younger than her. While curiously looking at the night scene hundreds of meters above the sky, he looked at the gadgets that Mason took out. Be amazed.
After flying for a few minutes, Halle suddenly said:
"Mason, why does your small shop only open at night? Are there any unique rules in your industry? For example, there are legends that you can only open at night or you will attract misfortune?"
"Not really."
The young man said honestly:
"It's just because I'm the only one in the store, and I have to go to Dr. Leslie's clinic to work during the day, so I definitely won't be able to come to the store, etc. Why are you asking this?"
"Can I work for you?"
Dr. Halle pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with a broken left lens, and whispered:
"If it's not troublesome, after all, I am afraid to go out to work in this situation. Before I recover, I can do odd jobs in your shop or something.
I will move out after I recover.
I mean, if I ever get better."
"emmmm"
Mason thought for a while and said:
"Yes, your professional medical background will come in handy. Ivy can also live in the store with you, and it will be convenient to go to the hospital when the time comes."
"how about you?"
The Poison Ivy woman with the helmet on her head suddenly said:
"Where are you going to sleep?"
"I can temporarily live in the Iceberg Bar, Charles has a lot of rooms."
Mason snorted and said:
"Don't think I'm as dirty as everyone else, Ivy, you are all my patients now."
"Great! No need to sleep on the streets."
Dr. Halle cheered in that shrill voice, and then covered his mouth under the weird gaze of Poison Ivy, and whispered:
"I mean, thank you for taking us in, Mason, you're such a nice guy."
"I'm happy when you say I'm a nice guy."
Mason shook his head, and whispered:
"But I have to go back to the Iceberg Bar, which I hate because of you, and I am very upset. Speaking of which, Ivy, did you have any stories between you and Selena?
I saw the way you looked at her when you left.
Of course, if it’s not convenient to say it, forget it, I’m just asking casually. "
"There's nothing you can't say."
The Poison Ivy Girl sitting in the back of the car and wearing a silly safety helmet leaned there expressionlessly, and said in a calm tone:
"The time after she ran away from Batman's wedding before was having a bad time and getting drunk, and I was having a bad time.
We lived together for a while.
We helped each other out of the quagmire of life. Later, when Bat Boy was besieged by villains in the city, she left me and ran to find that annoying man.
Didn’t even leave a farewell letter.
Have these pasts satisfied your gossip? Mason, need I tell you some more intimate details about my relationship with Selena? "
"That's enough, there's no need to say more."
Mason felt that Selena's private life was so "rich and colorful", so he didn't ask for more details.
He accelerates through the air towards Gotham City at dawn.
At the same time, Batman, who was checking the wreckage left by the shattered wind and sand with his companions in the city, also received a news like a bolt from the blue.
The old man turned around and quickly walked to the shadow of the corner under the strange gazes of Green Arrow and Flash. He reached out and pressed the bat ear communicator on the helmet.
It seems that this thing suddenly broke down.
He said to the communicator:
"Wait! Alfred, I didn't hear the specific content of what you said just now. It may be signal interference. Say it again. Are you busy taking care of someone so you don't have time to help me monitor the whole city?
Who is that mine? "
"Your son, Master Wayne."
The old housekeeper Ah Fu replied slowly:
"I have helped Master Damian take a bath and arranged for him the room you had when you were a child, and now I am preparing a well-fitting pajamas for him. Just five minutes ago, the comparison results of the DNA test came out.
I used seven different instruments and cross-checked the results.
He is your child, the next generation head of the Wayne family.
If it's convenient for you, you should leave the nonsense in town and come back immediately.
Master Damian may wake up in another hour. I think it would be better to have his father by his side when he wakes up. "
Alfred paused, and whispered again:
" This is also what Ms. Selena meant. She said that she can accept the existence of Master Damian and does not resist continuing to fall in love with a single father with a child.
But she wants to have a serious and serious talk with you about emotional fidelity.
Do you need me to prepare a candlelight dinner for the two of you in advance?
This is a serious question.
After all, whether the relationship between parents is harmonious or not will have a great impact on adolescent children.
Master Wayne?
Oh no, Master Wayne, are you listening? "
(end of this chapter)