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Chapter 44 Picnic

"Catwoman" Selena's once supple body stiffened as she forced herself to focus her gaze on the battle in front of Arkham Asylum.

But the sounds that kept coming into her ears made it impossible for Selena to concentrate.

Connors noticed that "Catwoman" Selena was occasionally glancing at him, but he couldn't just idly chat with her, so he pretended not to know anything.

With nothing else to do, let's sing a song—Connors hummed softly:

"I drunkenly strolled through Cold Mountain with wine in hand—"

Poison Ivy looked up when she heard the sound, glanced at Connors with a puzzled look, and found that he had shut his mouth and was acting as if nothing had happened.

The battle between the Joker and Harley Quinn in front of Arkham Asylum was one-sided. One had only ordinary physical abilities and relied mainly on his intellect to commit crimes, while the other was not only intelligent but also had her physical abilities enhanced by "Poison Ivy" Ivy.

Numerous cameras were pointed at the enthusiastic citizen Harley Quinn, and reporters excitedly held microphones, saying things like, "Gotham has its own superheroes too."

If Harley Quinn's oversized mallet hadn't looked so intimidating and swung with such force, some reporters would have even been inclined to hand her a microphone.

Because Harley had joined Connors before she could make a name for herself alongside the Joker in this world, her name was only known among the inmates of Arkham Asylum.

For ordinary Gotham citizens, Harley Quinn was only seen once on television, when she was the "victim" trapped in a dome when the Joker planned to pour the nitrous oxide virus into the Gotham Reservoir.

Poison Ivy seemed to have a clear understanding of the battle in the arena. After all, she had personally enhanced Harley Quinn's physical abilities, and combined with Harley's original agility and skills, she had no problem dealing with the Joker.

Her gaze shifted again, and "Poison Ivy" Ivy looked at "Catwoman" Selena, who was hiding beside the two of them. Seeing that the other woman's body was stiff and motionless, a wicked smile appeared in her eyes.

"Harley! Queen! Harley! Queen!"

On the streets of Gotham, idle young men and women held their phones or looked up at the large screens on the street, cheering loudly for Harley Quinn's easy defeat of the Joker and her imprisonment in Arkham Asylum along with Batman.

Applause erupted from all directions. Zatanna's mouth gaped slightly, feeling that she hadn't had much luck lately.

The magic show was ruined, and he stumbled upon Connors engaging in R-rated activities on two separate occasions while trying to peek at him. He tried to find Batman, but Batman was locked up in Arkham Asylum.

The repeated setbacks made Zatanna desperately want to possess magic such as divination or prophecy so that she could prevent these things from happening.

But right now she's just a stage magician, only capable of basic magic like invisibility, fire, hypnosis, materialization, and healing.

I can't just commit crimes and become a villain; that would only make my journey to find my father even more difficult...

Zatanna walked away slowly amidst the cheers of the surrounding Gotham City delinquents, somewhat troubled by her next plan.

Oh right, I think I just saw Connors get off the tank and get riddled with bullets—I wonder if he's dead or not? If he's not, my healing magic should be able to help him, and that way we can use him to find his father.

Zatanna quickly recalled what she had just seen on the big screen, and hurried back to her apartment to cast the spatial magic that could currently only be used for peeping:

Use your magic wand to cut a small opening in the air.

On the other side, Connors appeared to be unharmed and even seemed to be enjoying himself.

Zatanna subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that nothing was wrong. Then her gaze shifted, and she saw that Ivy, the "Poison Ivy" sitting next to Connors, had a trace of milky white residue at the corner of her mouth, and her throat moved slightly as if she was swallowing.

"Are they fighting over there and having a picnic here?" Zatanna wondered, glancing around but not seeing any picnic equipment. Instead, she spotted the stiff "Catwoman" Selena on the other side.

Once today's events are over, I'll talk to him and see if he can help me with this. Zatanna pondered for a moment, then closed the crack in the air.

My spider-sense has been detecting that someone is spying on me these past few days.

After Ivy, the "Poison Ivy" actress, finished her wild kiss, Connors used his spider-sense to sense the surrounding environment again and again, but found nothing unusual.

At the gates of Arkham Asylum, the Joker had been subdued by Harley Quinn, his hands behind his back, and was escorted by Arkham Asylum guards to a cell.

Batman's hands were also restrained, but they couldn't get their hands on the huge suit on Bane's body, so they could only temporarily lock him in the cage prepared for Bane.

That is the cage that Connors had specially laid out clean bedding for before.

Harley Quinn wore a bright smile, finally having enjoyed a moment of glory on Gotham's television, having imprisoned Batman in Arkham Asylum.

They also defeated the clown and imprisoned him as well.

For Harley Quinn, today's operation was a complete success.

But what happened next was different from the plan. The Gotham police waited for Harley Quinn to defeat the Joker.

They swarmed forward quickly, guns in hand, and surrounded Harley.

"Drop that mallet! Raise both hands!"

"Our investigation has revealed that you are not Harley Quinn at all, but rather 'Harleen Quinzel,' a criminal psychology consultant hired by Arkham Asylum!"

"You personally released the clown and the other prisoners before. What tricks are you planning this time?"

"You should come into the cage too; that's where you belong!"

The Gotham police, guns at the ready, shouted incessantly, and Harley Quinn's bright smile gradually faded.

She had almost nowhere to escape. The police had already put the safety off their guns and kept enough distance that she couldn't choose a direction to break out.

Instinctively, she lowered her head, trying to get a signal for the next step.

Harley Quinn was not disappointed. On the grass in front of her, the weeds twisted and grew again, forming a line of words:

"Squat down."

So she put her hands behind her head and squatted down as if resigned to her fate, in the eyes of the Gotham police.

Seeing that Harley Quinn seemed to have given up resisting, the Gotham police officers exchanged glances, breathed a sigh of relief, and gradually moved closer to her in a circle.

But Harley's lack of resistance doesn't mean that Connors, Ivy, and the others who were just watching the show wouldn't resist.

Thick wooden spikes rose from the ground and pierced towards the three helicopters in the sky. Poison Ivy was the first to strike.

"Catwoman" Selena drew her long whip, the tip of which lashed out with a sonic boom at the police officers' guns.

Connors then used his "master-level tricks" combined with "intermediate hypnosis" to make the police officers feel dizzy and fall down as if they were drunk.

When they came to their senses, the Battank was still there, but Harley Quinn and the others had vanished.

As for Batman and the Joker, they have both been locked in cages and have not escaped.

Gotham's morning passed by in a way that seemed to start off strong but ended weakly, as if it were someone's prank, and the news on the street's big screens returned to all sorts of TV glitches.

The guards at Arkham Asylum were on high alert, fearing that Batman and the Joker might escape. To avoid any accidents, they even kept their cells closed and didn't bring lunch to the two prisoners.

"We'll soon find out what's under that bat mask. Hopefully, it's not some guy with a face full of tumors."

One of the guards, taking advantage of his boredom, said to his colleague,

"That's just malicious speculation. You can tell he's handsome just by looking at his exposed chin, it's just that I don't know why he's dressed like that."

"I'm bored," his companion said, standing guard in front of the cage where Batman was imprisoned, gun in hand.

Less than a meter away from them, inside a cage made of solid metal walls, lush plants completely cover the metal walls, achieving complete soundproofing.

The empty food wrappers were piled up in the corner. Connors, "Catwoman" Selena Gomez, and Batman sat around a small table in the cage, their faces serious.

"Correct 3."

Batman: "I can't afford it."

Selena: "I'll blow it up."

"—" Connors tossed his cards aside, looked at Batman, and said, "Are you sure you don't need me to pick you up tonight? Can you manage on your own?"

"Um."

Batman also lost his trump card and, with Connors' help, successfully put the Joker back into Arkham, which was an unexpected bonus for Batman, who originally only planned to go to the mental hospital himself.

With the Batsuit he was wearing and the tanks outside to provide support, there was no need to trouble them any further.

Connors nodded, and pulled "Catwoman" Selena to leave, when Batman reminded him again:

"Watch out for Bane."

Connors waved to Batman, then brazenly opened the metal door of the cell in front of the guards and said:

"I'm on my way to find him."

After watching Connors leave, Batman glanced at the two prison guards who were hypnotized and completely unaware of what was happening before them, and then reached out and closed the metal door that had been open.

Driving a supercar, the laughter of the three Gotham sisters—mainly Harley Quinn—was ringing in his ears as Connors opened the system.

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It's over!

A smile flickered in Connors' eyes. Ivy, the "Poison Ivy" sitting in the passenger seat, had nothing to do and leaned closer.

"Are we getting down to business?"

Upon hearing this, Harley Quinn, who had been playfully frolicking in the back seat, immediately leaned forward, her interest piqued.

"What important matter is it?"

"......"

Selena recalled the scene of striving for perfection that morning, and her supple body stiffened once again.