Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 239 Boss, it was all done by the perverted biker.
P.S.: I'll post one chapter first, the second one later.

Seventy-three stories high, the Riddler surveyed the group of supervillains around him with a grim expression.

Solomon Grandi, Mr. Freeze, Killer Croc, Two-Face, Deadshot, Deathstroke, Man-Bat, Poison Ivy, Bike-Bike
Apart from Firefly and Mr. Zass who rushed forward, everyone else stood still, without moving an inch.

“I said, kill them,” he said coldly. “Are you deaf?”

“Boss, you know me.” Ma Zhaodi shrugged. “I’m just an important insurance to ensure we don’t get wiped out, and I don’t have much fighting power.”

“Nigma, you know me.” Two-Face tossed the black and white coin: “The outcome of the coin will determine my actions, and this time, fate has me staying put.”

“Riddler, you know me.” Poison Ivy sighed. “I helped you only to prevent the so-called ‘scorched earth strategy.’ Now that the Joker is no longer a threat, there’s no need for me to waste any more effort.”

“Friend, you know me.” Deathstroke casually toyed with his twin swords. “Our employment ended the moment my mission failed. I’m just here to keep things in order, as a kind of after-sales service for a failed mission.”

“Don’t look at me.” The bat’s voice was hoarse: “I never wanted to be a bad guy, and I don’t like killing people. I’m just here to make up the numbers.”

“Solomon Grandi, born on a Monday.” Grandi stood there blankly, scratching his head as if trying to figure out what the riddle-maker meant.

With each word they spoke, the riddle-maker's face grew darker; he knew these people would probably no longer obey his orders.

"You betrayed me?"

"Don't put it so harshly." Deathshooter raised his gun and pointed it at Zas beside him: "I'm a mercenary, just doing my job for money—unfortunately, you're too late, but don't worry, I'll return the money you paid this time."

The riddle-maker laughed in anger: "Very good, very good! I can see that you all possess extraordinary skills."

“Don’t blame us.” Mr. Freeze also pointed his freeze gun at Firefly: “His offer is better than yours.”

"More than a billion? More than the entire city of Gotham?"

Killer Croc took two steps forward, revealing his sharp claws: "Some things are more important than a billion dollars and the whole of Gotham."

Nigma didn't look at them anymore; he turned to look at Ma Zhaodi beside him.

“Mr. Saul,” he said, “tell me, tell me who bribed you, who you serve—there’s no need to hide it anymore, is there?”

"I'm sorry, boss, but I'm a dedicated supervillain, I would never betray you—"

"Stop playing dumb, Mr. Saul."

The riddle-maker gritted his teeth and interrupted Ma Zhaodi: "Didn't you already betray a lot of my information?"

"Ah? You know?"

“I noticed it from the start. Someone like you, a nobody, is both incompetent enough to seek protection from a supervillain like Two-Face and greedy enough to sell information to the Joker. I originally thought that someone as worthless as you could only be used as a backup plan to spread false information, but if Batman caught you, you might be able to play a bigger role.”

"Later I realized I was right. You're a very useful guy, and your connection with Batman really benefited me, even helping me swap out the Joker's supervillains. So in the final battle, I sent you to the Joker's side—without my intelligence, Batman naturally couldn't capture my men, and from then on, my victory over the Joker was a foregone conclusion." "But then?"

"However, on the very night I sent out Firefly and Poison Ivy, Batman still arrived on the scene in time."

The Riddler stared coldly at Poison Ivy: "I never expected that with only three of my men left, there would be a traitor among them. What I never expected was that the traitor would be Poison Ivy."

“So, Mr. Saul, tell me,” he said. “Perhaps they won’t tell, but a greedy man like you would sell anything for money—Bruce Wayne’s billion is still half left, and now it’s useless to me.”

"Now, tell me that name."

"That's a terrible plan," the Kite Man shook his head. He could tell that Ma Zhaodi was a good man with ideals, and quite intelligent at that. The Riddler was completely wrong about him. He wasn't a fool who would sell himself out for money. Five hundred million dollars might be a lot, but he wouldn't expose himself for it—

"It's the Perverted Bicycle Man! Boss, it was the Perverted Bicycle Man who bribed the others!"

Kite Man: ?

At this moment, Ma Zhaodi, who was standing to the side, was overjoyed. He only knew that the business trip might earn him a lot of money, but he never expected to earn this much.

Upon hearing his answer, the riddle teller reacted in the same way as the kite flyer.

Riddler:?

"You? It's you?! Impossible! Impossible!"

Although he said it that way, when the riddle-maker saw the others around him, saw the expressions on their faces, and saw that they tacitly agreed with Ma Zhaodi's answer, he suddenly realized that this was the truth.

In other words, you are the culprit who betrayed me, and then you come to me with this information to claim a reward?

The riddle-maker suddenly felt dizzy. He clenched his fists, his murderous intent rising, and it took him a while to restrain himself.

“Impressive, Mr. Perverted Bicycle Man.” His venomous gaze was fixed on Ma Zhaodi: “I know you’ve talked to quite a few people, Two-Face, Killer Croc, Deathstroke. But I didn’t expect you to be so eloquent. It seems your disguise is even deeper than I thought.”

“But I don’t understand. You and Poison Ivy had absolutely no connection; you’d hardly ever spoken.” He asked, “Why would she betray me?”

Poison Ivy, standing to the side, smiled.

In fact, Ma Zhaodi had the most conversations with her, but no one could understand them because the language of plants is silent—who, apart from the holder of the magical power of plants, "Green of All Things," could understand the words relayed by a seed?

From the very beginning, after she took the seed from the lighter, Ma Zhaodi's communication with her had already begun, so in reality, Poison Ivy was the first person to be turned.

"What I didn't expect was that you could hire Deathstroke, Deadshot, and even turn Mr. Freeze against you. This isn't about the price; who exactly are you?"

“Boss, I think it’s best if you don’t know.” Ma Zhaodi replied seriously, “Sometimes, knowing too much can make you unhappy.”

(End of this chapter)