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"A backup plan? Tsk, buddy, your brain works faster than mine."

Qin Yang grinned, walked over to Nigma, and casually pulled up a chair to sit down. "Alright, you keep an eye on the chip issue. I'll take over the Tokyo base."

Oh, by the way, how's Bruce doing? Is Batman really upset about Gallagher's situation?

Oswald snorted, leaned against the window, and glanced at the Gotham City skyline outside. His tone was somewhat sarcastic: "Skinny? Qin Yang, that's a bit harsh."

Bruce is only thirteen years old, but he's as stubborn as a bull.

When Gallewin wanted him to sell Wayne Enterprises, he retorted that it was his parents' life's work and he would rather die than sell it.

He's currently struggling with his ledger in the Bat Cave, probably until dawn.

"Rather die than sell? Tsk, I like Batman's temper."

A hint of admiration flashed in Qin Yang's eyes as he lightly tapped his fingers on the table. "However, that old fox Gallerwin won't give up so easily."

Wayne Enterprises' books contain the financial flows of the Court of Owls; if Bruce investigates further, he'll likely run into a tough nut to crack.

"Hey buddy, have you found out anything about Gallagher? What's his connection to the Court of Owls?"

Nigma's fingers paused on the keyboard for a moment, and an encrypted file popped up on the screen, titled "Gallervin Malone's Personal File".

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He pushed up his glasses, his tone serious: "Your Excellency Qin Yang, Gallerwin is more cunning than we thought."

The chip mentions that he may be a high-ranking member of the Court of Owls, codenamed 'Grey Owl'.

On the surface, he's Gotham's new mayor, but secretly he's laundering money for the Court of Owls; half of Wayne Enterprises' unusual cash flows are linked to him.

"Grey Owl? Tsk, the codenames of the Court of Owls are getting more and more cringeworthy."

Qin Yang scoffed, his gaze sweeping over the documents on the screen. "Money laundering? No wonder he's fixated on Wayne Group, wanting to swallow Bruce's business and launder the dirty money from the Court of Owls."

Nicholas, send this file to Bruce so he can be mentally prepared.

"That old fox, Gallup, will probably show his true colors soon."

"Send it to Bruce? Mr. Qin Yang, are you sure?"

Nigma frowned, his tone tinged with worry. "Bruce is emotionally unstable right now. Gallevin mentioning his parents' murder has already thrown him into a state of turmoil."

If I give him that file again, I'm afraid he'll just storm into the mayor's mansion and start a fight with Gallagher.

"Fight? Tsk, you're underestimating Batman."

Qin Yang waved his hand, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes, "Bruce may be young, but he's not stupid."

If Gallevan has problems, they will definitely investigate thoroughly before taking action.

Give him his file so he has a clear understanding of the situation and doesn't get led by the nose by Gallup.

Oswald sneered, tapping the umbrella handle on the ground with a dull thud: "Qin Yang, you really know how to shift the blame."

"What are you going to do if Bruce actually storms into the mayor's mansion? Don't tell me you're going to have to clean up his mess again."

"Wipe your butt? Penguin, that's a bit hurtful."

Qin Yang laughed and stood up, patting Oswald on the shoulder. "If Bruce really goes to fight, I'll definitely be there to support him."

However, Tokyo's affairs take precedence. If the Owl Court's 'final ruling' can truly paralyze the global energy grid, Gotham will also suffer.

"Hey, give me the coordinates and equipment details for Tokyo, I'm flying over tonight."

Nigma nodded, his fingers flying across the keyboard, sending a detailed report on the Tokyo base to Qin Yang's watch.

"Your Excellency Qin Yang, the information has been sent."

The base in Shibuya Ward is located in the basement of an abandoned shopping mall. The entrance is disguised as a freight elevator, and there are more than 100 security personnel, plus electromagnetic barriers and a swarm of drones.

The core of the equipment is located on the fifth underground level, overseen by a person codenamed 'White Owl,' whose identity is unknown but whose capabilities are considerable.

"White Owl? Tsk, are the Court of Owls' codenames mass-produced?"

Qin Yang glanced at the information on his watch, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "A hundred-person security detail? An electromagnetic barrier? Sounds exciting."

Okay, Niko, you keep an eye on the chip data. Penguin, you keep an eye on Gotham's docks and don't let those scum from the Court of Owls show their faces again.

I'm going to Tokyo for a short trip and I'll bring back some local specialties for you guys.

"Local specialties? Qin Yang, can you stop talking nonsense all the time?"

Oswald rolled his eyes, twirling the umbrella handle in his hand. "You'd better be careful about what happens in Tokyo. The equipment at the Court of Owls is no joke."

If you crash, I won't have time to rescue you.

"A crash? Penguin, I'll remember your jinx."

Qin Yang laughed heartily, his figure transforming into a golden light and instantly disappearing from the stronghold.

His lazy voice came through the communicator: "Damn, Penguin, I'm leaving."

See you in Tokyo, buddy!

Two days later, in Shibuya Ward, Tokyo, at midnight.

Neon lights flashed on the street, crowds thronged the area, and giant advertising screens played colorful advertisements.

Qin Yang stood on the top floor of a high-rise building, his watch screen projecting a diagram of the shopping mall's interior.

His gaze swept across the map, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Tsk, the Court of Owls is quite good at hiding. The fifth basement level of the shopping mall? White Owl, you better have some real skills, or you'll make me come all this way for nothing."

"Sir, there are twelve infrared sensors around the shopping center and four armed drones deployed on the roof."

Friday's mechanical voice came through the communicator, calm and efficient: "The entrance to the fifth basement level is behind the freight elevator. It is equipped with a biometric lock and an electromagnetic barrier. We recommend entering through the ventilation duct to avoid most of the surveillance."

"Ventilation ducts? Friday, why do you always suggest I crawl into ducts?"

Is there any new information from Nigma's side? Who is White Owl?

On Friday, it responded, "White Owl's identity remains unsolved, but communications records suggest she may be the chief scientist at the Court of Owls, responsible for the final debugging of the 'Ultimate Judgment' device."

The high-energy reaction on the fifth underground level is intensifying, which may be a precursor to equipment activation. Immediate action is recommended.

"Her? Tsk, the Court of Owls has a female scientist?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes. "Alright, Friday. Locate the fifth basement level. I'll go in and meet this Bai Xiao."

The night in Shibuya is as dark as ink, with neon lights flashing on the streets, reflecting the hustle and bustle of the crowds.

Qin Yang stood on the top floor of a high-rise building, the projection screen of his watch casting a faint blue light in the darkness, the internal structure diagram of the shopping mall slowly rotating before his eyes.

He squinted, a mocking smile playing on his lips. The whiskey bottle in his hand gleamed under the light, and the ice cubes clinked together.

"Where's the ventilation duct entrance on Friday? Don't tell me I have to climb a ten-meter-high chimney."

Qin Yang spoke lazily, his gaze sweeping across the structural diagram and locking onto a winding pipeline route.

"Sir, the ventilation duct entrance is located in the freight area behind the shopping center, about 200 meters from your current location. The entrance is hidden behind a pile of abandoned shipping containers."

A mechanical voice came through the communicator on Friday, calm and efficient: "We advise you to avoid the four armed drones on the roof, which are equipped with thermal imaging and automatic locking systems. There is slight electromagnetic interference inside the ductwork, which may affect some equipment."

"Electromagnetic interference? Tsk, the Owl Court is quite the player."

Qin Yang chuckled, casually stuffed the whiskey bottle inside his coat, and his figure transformed into a golden light, instantly disappearing from the rooftop.

The next second, he appeared behind a pile of rusty containers in the freight area. The night wind blew by, and the air was filled with a faint smell of engine oil and the stench of rotting garbage.

He crouched down and gently pried open a worn-out iron plate, revealing a narrow ventilation duct entrance.

The entrance was covered in dust, with a few fresh scratches faintly visible, as if it had been recently maintained.

Qin Yang frowned and muttered to himself, "Tsk, this place is really secluded."

"White Owl, you better have some real skills, or I'll have made this trip for nothing."

"Sir, we recommend that you wear protective glasses, as there may be dust or chemical residue inside the pipes."

Friday's voice rang in my ears.

"Protective goggles? Friday? You think I'm going to sweep chimneys?"

Qin Yang rolled his eyes, but still took out a pair of tactical glasses from his pocket and put them on.

He bent down and crawled into the pipe, his body sliding nimbly into the narrow space, his movements as light as a cat's.

The air inside the pipe was humid, and tiny water droplets condensed on the metal walls, emitting a low echo.

His watch screen cast a faint light, illuminating the road ahead.

"Hey bro, we've arrived in Tokyo. The pipes are a bit damp. Any new updates from your end?"

Qin Yang spoke softly into the communicator, his fingers lightly tapping the pipe wall, producing a soft "tap-tap" sound.

sound.

Nigma's slightly tired voice came through the communicator: "Your Excellency Qin Yang, your efficiency is as frightening as ever."

Just as some residual data from the chip was unearthed, the Owl Court's backup plan may involve a secondary device, codenamed 'Dark Owl,' whose location is unknown but is speculated to be somewhere in Europe.

Tokyo's 'final verdict' is the main device; crippling it can delay their plans, but it won't solve the problem completely.

Bai Xiao's identity is still unclear, but her recent communication records mention an "energy core," which may be a key component of the equipment.

"Energy core? Tsk, that sounds like a super weapon from a comic book."

Qin Yang grinned, sliding forward inside the pipe to avoid a protruding bolt. "Alright, Nige, you keep digging for data. We'll talk about Europe after I've dealt with Tokyo."

How's it going with Bruce? Is Batman still struggling with the ledger?

"Bruce? Hmph, that kid'll probably be up until dawn."

Oswald's voice suddenly broke in, tinged with sarcasm, "I just spoke to him. He found out that a sum of money from Wayne Group went to Tokyo, possibly for equipment purchases for the Owl Court."

"Qin Yang, be careful in Shibuya. That old fox Gallagher might be watching you too."

"Gallervin? Tsk, that Gray Owl guy really is a persistent ghost."

Qin Yang sneered, his gaze sweeping across the watch screen. A faint light had appeared at the end of the pipe. "Alright, Penguin, you keep an eye on Gotham for me, don't let Gallagher cause any more trouble."

"Hey bro, update the coordinates, I'm almost at the fifth basement level."

"Coordinates have been updated. The entrance is 10 meters in front of you. There is a biometric lock behind the freight elevator. We recommend breaking it directly."

Nigma's voice was calm and precise, "However, Your Excellency Qin Yang, Bai Xiao may have a private guard, and his strength is not weak. I suggest you be cautious."

"Cautious? Tsk, Nige, that's not like me."

Qin Yang laughed heartily, his body suddenly accelerated, and he transformed into a golden light, rushing out from the end of the pipe.

He landed in a shadow beside the freight elevator, surrounded by dim lighting and a low mechanical hum.

The elevator doors were closed, and a red biometric light was flashing on a metal panel next to them.

Qin Yang stretched out his hand, a golden light condensing at his fingertips, and gently touched the panel.

The electric current buzzed.

With a beep, the panel short-circuited instantly, and the elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a passage leading to the fifth basement level.

A faint smell of burning filled the air, mixed with the smell of machine oil.

"On Friday, scan the fifth basement level for any activity."

Qin Yang asked in a low voice, his body pressed against the wall, moving forward silently.

"Sir, a high-energy reaction has been detected on the fifth underground level. The energy core is operational, and there are thirty armed personnel around, equipped with electromagnetic pulse weapons and tactical drones."

The White Owl's signal is in the core area, about fifty meters away from you.

Friday's voice remained calm: "We suggest you detour via the left-hand passage to avoid the main security area."

"Thirty people? Tsk, the Court of Owls is really willing to spend money."

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Alright, Friday. Locate Bai Xiao's position, and I'll go talk to her directly."

His figure flashed, transforming into golden light, and instantly passed through the left passage.

The passageway was dimly lit, with walls covered in a complex network of pipes and cables, and a chilling metallic aura permeated the air.

In the distance came the sound of heavy footsteps and the buzzing of a drone. Qin Yang slowed down and observed from the corner of the wall.

At the end of the passage was a huge underground space, in the center of which stood a giant device, its surface shimmering with a ghostly blue light, like some kind of high-tech reactor.

Dozens of fully armed guards stood around the equipment, their helmets' infrared scanners flashing in the darkness.

Several drones hovered in the air, their cameras emitting a faint red light.

"Wow, this scene is quite spectacular."

Qin Yang muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on a figure beside the equipment.

It was a woman dressed in a white robe, her face hidden under a hood, holding a data tablet in her hand, and adjusting the equipment.

Her movements were elegant and precise, as if she were completely immersed in her work.

"On Friday, was that Bai Xiao?"

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes, his tone tinged with interest.

"Confirmed. Target is White Owl, identity unknown. Biological scan shows she is carrying high-energy weapons. We advise approaching with caution."

He responded on Friday.

"High-energy weapon? Tsk, this woman is pretty cool."

Qin Yang grinned, his figure transforming into golden light, instantly appearing behind Bai Xiao. (End of Chapter)