The sky city Gotham landed over the east coast of the United States after a burst of magical light.
The temporary meeting room of Arkham Asylum was bustling with activity. The patients who had lived here and the honorary lunatics who had been temporarily invited here were discussing the next plan in full swing.
Penguin knocked on the table hard and said: "I have long said that we should set up a complete ground monitoring system. We should have started when Batman was repairing the power system. He had no time to care about us at that time!"
"To put it lightly, we don't even have our own plane. Do you expect those little birds to help us install cameras?"
Mr. Freeze said in a cold tone: "You were busy working for the gangster family, and no one thought of setting up a laboratory in our base camp. Now you are starting to complain about the lack of technology and equipment. What were you doing?"
"You have no right to criticize us, Victor." Killer Croc snorted and said angrily: "You work for the Wayne family. Is there such a big difference between Thomas and Bruce? How much do they pay you? Ten thousand dollars a week?”
Before Mr. Freeze could say anything, Scarecrow glanced at Killer Croc and said angrily: "Where are you from that country bumpkin? The lowest price for a double doctorate in Gotham right now is thirty thousand dollars a week. We have professorships." .”
"A good man doesn't mention his former bravery." The female ventriloquist sighed and said, "I have to send someone down to find out the situation. Isn't it about the integration of the earth in this universe with other universes? Things may not be that simple."
Poison Ivy turned her attention to the Joker, who was sitting silently in the corner with a sullen face. Her meaning was very clear. As Batman's number one confidant, shouldn't the Joker stand up and take a stand?
"It's so boring." Harley Quinn rolled her eyes, hugged her smaller self and said, "We should jump directly from here. If anyone dares to stop us, we will blow their heads off, haha. ~"
Young Harley rolled her eyes helplessly, jumped off the stool and said, "I'll go talk to the Robins, okay?"
The Penguin's fat face was immediately filled with smiles. He came over to move the chair out of the way for Harley. The folds on his face were so dense that they could trap a fly.
Harley waved her hand and said, "You can't rely on the Bat Family for everything. You'd better build your own ground communication network quickly."
"I don't dare to say that to the Robins of your universe, but if you want to get the broadcast rights from my companions, they will definitely open their mouths."
After Harley left, the clown opened his slightly narrowed eyes and snorted softly. The rolling eyes showed that he had other plans.
What else could interest a clown? He and Batman can always inspire each other amidst chaos and trouble, and become mortal enemies again.
When Gotham went to hell, he left too quickly, and Batman didn't follow him. In other words, Batman chose to run away from home, and the Joker felt bored because of this.
He desperately wanted to play another game with Batman. If the Batman he was familiar with didn't work, then he would find another one.
But there are still troubles to be solved before that, because he knows that there is probably a clown in the city below, and he needs to use the Robins to establish a communication network between Gotham and the ground to determine where this guy is.
Harley soon returned to Wayne Manor, but now there is no Wayne in Wayne Manor, only two sets of Robins, large and small, and they are overhauling the Batfighter in the backyard.
Harley rushed out of the back door of the courtyard in a hurry, carrying a wrench. Jason, whose face was stained with oil, was stunned for a moment when he saw her. Harley waved her hands to everyone and said.
"What a great opportunity, friends, let's put down what we are doing first. The lunatics from Arkham Asylum are willing to hire us and let us fly down the plane to put cameras so they can watch the show. How much do you think we should pay? ?”
Tim on the other side of the plane came out and said: "We were going to go down to investigate anyway. The Red Hoods are already preparing to leave. It's not impossible to give those crazy people the broadcast rights of a line, but they have to promise not to cause any trouble. .”
"Go ahead and dream." Jason shook his head and said, "They will definitely try their best to interfere with us. You can't believe a word of these people's lies."
"But there are benefits to cooperating with them." Dick walked over with a water pipe and said: "Now the huge city under our feet also has the shadow of these criminals. Maybe they can provide us with intelligence about their peers."
"Then it's decided." Harry snapped his fingers and said, "By the way, I'll take their two weeks' salary, which is quite a lot of money."
At this time, the heavily armed Red Hood and Red Robin came out. They were obviously planning to fly down the plane. Red Robin lowered his head to check his belt and said.
"I always feel like there's something weird about the city below. How should I put it? It doesn't look like Gotham. It doesn't give me that depressing feeling."
"Perhaps you will feel it if you go deeper into it." Red Hood walked into the plane and said: "Go down first, put the camera in place, and observe the movements of those crazy people. I guess there will be more super criminals there. We have to first collect information."
"It's really strange. This is what Dick would usually say." Red Robin also got on the plane and said: "But I still have to remind you, we have to go back quickly. Don't go up and shake your fists when encountering criminals. , if we get entangled, our group of uninvited guests may become wanted criminals."
Under the watchful eyes of Harley, Dick, Jason and Tim, the Batfighter soared into the sky and disappeared into a point of light on the skyline.
They swarmed into Wayne Manor like a swarm of bees and began to adjust the equipment used to display surveillance images. Harley was chatting on the phone with Harley Quinn, seemingly discussing the signal broadcast rights.
Alfred brought biscuits and scented tea. He said, "Eat and work at the same time. Be careful not to let biscuit crumbs fall on the equipment."
Tim quickly connected the camera in the Batplane, and the face of Red Robin piloting the plane appeared in the lens.
"I'm fine." He said while pulling the operating lever: "To be honest, the city after the integration is quite beautiful, but why is the building on the skyline a little crooked? Is this some special construction process?"
"Stop talking nonsense, go to Wayne Tower first." The voice of the Red Hood came, and he said: "It is right to find Batman in this city first. He should be having a meeting in the company at this time."
Red Robin said nothing, nodded and sped up and flew towards the familiar building on the skyline.
But the closer he got to the building, the more doubtful Red Robin's expression became. He said, "There are too many buildings in this place. I'm still not used to it at first glance. What's written on that crooked building?" ?Stark?"
"Is there such a company in Gotham?" Red Hood said with some confusion: "And what kind of aesthetics does this guy have? He writes his name on the top of the company building, for fear that others don't know how to catch the thief first?"
Red Robin shook his head slightly, obviously a little puzzled. This kind of exaggerated style is not what Gotham people like. They still think the Wayne Company building is more beautiful.
While the two were discussing, the camera suddenly shook, and the noise attracted the attention of several children who were busy stuffing cookies into their mouths.
"Please answer Plane 2, please answer Plane 2, what's going on there?" Dick immediately picked up the microphone and shouted over there: "I saw turbulence on the plane, did it encounter turbulence?"
Before he finished speaking, an extremely sharp sound broke through the air. The smoke plume of the missile flew past the edge of the screen. The cabin shook for a while, and then began to spin wildly. It was obviously Red Robin controlling the fighter plane to perform maneuvers.
"We are under attack!!!" Red Robin shouted: "Missiles! There are more missiles!"
"What the fuck is this?!" Red Hood was also yelling, obviously seeing something he couldn't understand.
Due to the violent shaking in the cabin, the mounted camera fell into the gap, and only a small corner could capture the picture in front of the fighter plane.
The surveillance screen finally stayed in darkness. Several people moved the playback time forward, and then saw a mecha rising into the sky in the small corner where the sky could be captured.
"Stark!!!" Harley yelled.
"We're in big trouble." Dick hurriedly walked over to put on the equipment and said: "The Iron Man in this world doesn't recognize the Bat logo at all, and the Bat equipment is not on his white list. The Bat fighter is probably shot down."
"This is unscientific." Jason questioned: "Without asking or warning, just firing a missile and shooting it down doesn't sound like a superhero."
"This only shows that the world is far more dangerous than we imagined." Tim speculated: "He is probably turning on the highest security level. Maybe they are at war!"
"Wait, you want to fly down too?" Jason stopped Dick and said, "You will be shot down too!"
But Harley rolled her eyes and said, "I have a way! Come with me!"
Harley arrived at the underground garage and waved her hand for a few people to get on the bus. The Batmobile sped along and soon arrived at the door of an inconspicuous old apartment close to the suburbs.
Harley stepped forward and knocked on the door. The light from the cat's eye was quickly blocked. Soon, the door opened a crack. Harley pushed the door open and went in, startling the unshaven Constantine in his pajamas. One jump.
"Wait a minute, don't come in yet." Constantine hurriedly pushed Harry out and closed the door. Magic light flashed in the window. After opening the door, the whole room was as clean as new.
"Open a portal for us, John." Harley shrugged and walked into the room as if she was familiar with it, ignoring the cigarette ashes that looked fresh but had no smell.
Constantine seemed to have just finished smoking, and his pupils were not very focused. He walked back into the house and threw himself on the sofa and said, "What's wrong? Where are you going?"
Jason walked in and looked at Constantine carefully and said, "You don't look good. Are you in any trouble?"
"When did you see me look better?" Constantine poured a glass of beer into his mouth, wiped his mouth and said, "I am in some trouble, but that has nothing to do with you. Children, tell me where you are going. .”
Jason noted down Constantine's performance at this time. Obviously he was not as relaxed and comfortable as he wanted to show. Jason didn't ask any more questions, but Harley said: "Please send us to the city below, right?" , right below Gotham.”
Constantine looked at him with some confusion, drank the only beer left in the glass, stood up and said, "Okay, did I miss anything important?"
Constantine walked to the window and opened the curtains, and was shocked by the scene outside the window - his house was located on the edge of Gotham Sky Island. Looking down at this time, he saw that there was no longer a desolate hell under his feet. , but another prosperous new world.
But this sight alone was not enough to shock Constantine. What really made his pupils shrink suddenly was the group of mages wearing yellow robes he saw in mid-air in this huge city.
(End of chapter)
