Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 50 Miss, you really can’t put off treating this illness any longer
Mason didn't know that the unfortunate Mr. Sandstorm was caught by Green Arrow who was lying in wait there when he sneaked into Gotham City. The young man was busy talking to Kite Man at the moment.
Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the League of Assassins in Gotham, Team K was able to easily complete their original goal of robbing the virus vaccine without any risk or pressure.
According to Kite Man, when he arrived at the warehouse of Wayne Industries' medical division, it was empty.
The entire warehouse was even plunged into darkness due to power shortage, and the originally strict monitoring system was taken offline.
If he had not restarted the backup energy in the warehouse in time, those vaccines that needed to be stored at low temperatures would have been completely ineffective in the chaos tonight.
“First, store the vaccine in your bag and then watch from high in the sky to see the outcome of the battle between Mr. Sandstorm and the Justice League. But don’t get close to them and don’t let them discover you.
I'll rush back to join you immediately."
Mason gave Charles a few words of advice before hanging up the phone. He turned back to look at Nightwing who had been thrown into the passenger seat of Batmobile No. 2.
He made an OK gesture to Catwoman, and Selina closed the cabin and took the young master back to the Batcave.
As for Mason himself, he released his beloved blue flying scooter and prepared to fly back to his cabin.
But just as the scooter started, a vine spreading from the ground suddenly grabbed Mason's handlebars, causing the young man to glance in surprise towards the place where the vine spread.
As expected, Poison Ivy was found standing quietly in the shadows of the grove leading to the outside of Arkham Asylum.
Still gesturing to 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 cannon and loaded the cursed bullet on it, then walked over with caution.
"You don't have to be so careful. If I had any ill intentions towards you, the vine just now would have been enough to release deadly hormonal poison to you."
Poison Ivy said coldly.
This female villain, who has long fiery red hair and a weird green skin, but is not ugly at all and instead has a unique kind of seduction, speaks very directly.
And his tone was filled with disgust towards flesh and blood creatures.
This is also normal.
No matter which version of her villain story originates from, the malice of her fellow humans has turned her into a special life form between flesh and blood and plants.
Distrust of humans stems not only from their own tragedies, but also from the instinctive resistance caused by "species difference".
"It is precisely because I know you have no ill intentions that we can stand so close and talk."
Mason patted the pistol in his hand without hesitation. The special power brought by the cursed bullet was sensed by Poison Ivy, causing her to frown and take a few steps away.
Maybe it was nature's warning to her?
"Tell me, why are you waiting for me here?"
Because Mr. Sandstorm was still busy in the city, Mason didn't have much time to play along with the female villain. He did have the idea of bringing Poison Ivy into Team K.
But now is not the time.
This guy is different from Zha Kang.
Zha Kang is the kind of scumbag who is very bad but at least has some conscience.
Most of the time, Poison Ivy is a rather lonely and dangerous person who doesn't care much about "human morality" or even human life.
She is a real "half-plant" and with her temper, she has every reason to shout out bad slogans like "Plant lives are also lives."
"follow me."
The red-haired green lady turned and walked into the shadows behind her. Mason followed her, but after taking a few steps the young man smelled a strong smell of blood.
This made him frown.
After turning a few corners in the grove, Mason saw four or five bodies of black-clad warriors lying on the ground. Their condition was horrific. Each of them died by having their skulls smashed by blunt objects.
This made Mason raise an eyebrow and look at Poison Ivy again.
The green lady waved her hand, and the intertwined grass leaves and vines in front of the two men spread out, revealing Dr. Harley Quinzel, who was hiding among them, holding her head and shivering.
The latter's doctor's coat has disappeared.
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 whole story.
Then he heard Poison Ivy say with great regret:
“She asked me to bring her here, saying she wanted to see if her patient was okay, but I should leave her somewhere safe in the city.
I don't know what happened, but after I was sent back by that red freak and said goodbye to you, I came back and saw her sitting among those corpses crying.
She was terrified.
I strongly suspect that the Joker played some damn trick on her, but she told me before that you cured her of the Joker's hypnotic symptoms."
"The hypnotic symptoms were indeed broken by the stimulant, but perhaps the Joker did more than just hypnosis to her."
Mason took out a bottle of palliative from his arms, put the hand cannon on his waist and walked forward slowly. He stared at Dr. Harley who was squatting there crying silently, and whispered:
"Harley? Remember me? I'm Mason, the alchemist who helped you."
"Mason?"
Dr. Harley raised her head and looked at Mason with red and swollen eyes, trying hard to smile, but her blood-stained face and that weird smile made the Poison Ivy behind Mason gasp.
This behavior pattern cannot be said to be exactly the same as Zhou K'er's, but it can also be said to be a classic replica.
"This wasn't my doing... I... I don't know what happened here..."
She soon saw the body at Mason's feet, shuddered, lowered her head again, covered her face, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Mr. J is dead. I feel relieved. I saw through the telescope that you had blown his head off. No one can hurt me anymore. I feel safe.
I thought maybe it was time to say goodbye to my past life and start a new life. I remember someone once told me that to start a new life, I had to change my old name.
So I gave myself a new name...
I guess my name is Harley Quinn?"
"You can call me whatever you want, it's your freedom, girl."
Mason approached her and handed her the palliative in his hand. He said softly:
"But you're a doctor, you know? You're in terrible shape, you should drink this pill and let your friend Ivy take you to a comfortable place to sleep.
Just stop worrying about this shit, you know what I mean?
Arkham Asylum is closed, you have lost your job, you should take a good rest for a while and then find another job and submit your resume.
Do you want me to recommend a cool clinic to you?"
"I don't know. I don't know if I am suitable for this career, or should I give up my failed medical career and try to be a professional gymnast again?"
With blood still on her face, Dr. Harley took the palliative from Mason and drank it without even looking at it. This meant that even after some drastic changes in her mental thinking, she still trusted Mason very much.
The palliative took effect quickly, and Harley's condition improved visibly.
She stopped shaking.
The voice no longer suddenly becomes sharp, and out-of-control emotions are much better.
It seems that the original consciousness is slowly returning.
Under the gazes of Mason and Poison Ivy, she glanced at the broken baseball bat in her hand, threw it hard, then pounced on Ivy and was held in Poison Ivy's arms again.
"All right, it's all right. It's all over, dear. It's all over."
Poison Ivy, who was extremely indifferent to other people, was patient and gentle when dealing with Harley. She patted Dr. Harley's back gently and flicked her fingers silently.
Several carnivorous vines crawled out of the woods, rolled up the body at Mason's feet and dragged it deep into the woods.
Even the grass on the ground began to move, digging up and renovating the soil. In just a few seconds, a creepy murder scene was completely restored to normal.
"I've become a monster, Ivy."
Harley sobbed in Poison Ivy's arms and said:
"I remember very clearly that just when I thought I could finally get rid of Mr. J's ghost forever, I fell into the trap he had set for me a long time ago.
It was a vicious psychological suggestion hidden beneath the surface of hypnosis.
I was supposed to be professional.
I should have been able to see through this conspiracy, but I was so eager to understand the Joker's strange psychological workings that I made the last mistake a psychiatrist should make.
Sorry, Mason.
I couldn't tell you this, the Joker made me forget this, or maybe I also wanted to forget that boring past... I did something wrong.
Something went horribly wrong. ”
"It doesn't matter. It's already like this anyway."
Mason sighed as well.
He remembered the conversation the Joker had had with him in the ward at Arkham Asylum when the chaos tonight had just begun.
He should have realized this when he heard Zhou Keer say that the game based on Dr. Harley Quinzel's will was not over yet.
The villain would never simply lay out his schemes and tricks on the table; he always did things in a chain.
Well, this kind of imaginative thinking may be worth learning.
"Take her away."
Mason calmed down and said to Poison Ivy:
"Don't go to the Iceberg Bar yet, the superheroes are there to stop the bad guys, you can go to Dr. Leslie's clinic near Crime Alley.
That's my boss.
She also has some research in psychology, and Harley can receive treatment there recently. My shop is just opposite the clinic.
I will go see her when this is all over."
"And Ivy 's medicine!"
Doctor Harley wiped the blood off her face, turned around and reminded Mason with an evasive look:
"Ivy's condition is much more serious than mine. Only that magical potion can suppress her mania."
"I'll send it over as soon as possible."
The young man waved his hand, looked at the dark sky that was about to dawn, and said:
"How about we go together? My motorcycle can carry both of you."
"Using a motorcycle to pick up girls? Are you a stupid sixteen year old boy?"
Poison Ivy curled her lips in disdain.
Then a few minutes later, Poison Ivy was forced to put on a safety helmet and sit on a flying motorcycle. She stared at Mason riding it soaring into the sky in amazement and wished she could slap herself in the face.
You clearly know that he is a mysterious alchemist, so why do you still look at this mysterious guy with common sense?
"Also, I'm seventeen years old."
Mason saw Poison Ivy's strange expression and whispered something through his flight goggles.
Behind him, Dr. Harley Quinzel, also wearing a helmet, hugged the waist of a young man who was ten years younger than her. She looked curiously at the night view hundreds of meters above the sky, and marveled at the little gadgets that Mason took out.
After flying for a few minutes, Harley suddenly said:
"Mason, why is your shop only open at night? Is there any unique rule in your business? For example, there is a legend that you can only open at night, otherwise you will attract misfortune?"
"That's not the case."
The young man said honestly:
"It's just because I'm the only one in the store. I have to go to work at Dr. Leslie's clinic during the day, so I definitely can't take care of the store... Wait, why are you asking this?"
"Can I work for you?"
Dr. Harley pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses with the left lens broken and whispered:
"If it's not too much trouble, I'm afraid to go out to work in my current condition. Before I recover, I can do some odd jobs in your store.
I'll move out after I recover.
I mean, if I ever recover..."
"emmmm"
Mason thought for a moment and said:
"Sure, your professional medical background will come in handy. Ivy can also live in the store with you, so it will be convenient for you to get treatment when the time comes."
"how about you?"
The Poison Ivy girl wearing a helmet suddenly spoke:
"Where are you going to sleep?"
"I can stay at the Iceberg Bar temporarily. Charles has plenty of rooms there."
Mason snorted and said:
"Don't think I'm as dirty as everyone else, Ivy. You're all my patients now."
"That's great! No need to sleep on the streets anymore."
Dr. Harley cheered with a heart-shaking shrill voice, then covered her mouth under the strange gaze of Poison Ivy and whispered:
"I mean, thank you for taking us in, Mason, you're such a nice guy."
"You said I was a good person, and I was very happy."
Mason shook his head and murmured:
"But I have to go back to the Iceberg Bar that I hate because of you. I'm very unhappy. Speaking of which, Ivy, is there any story between you and Selena?
I saw the way you looked at her when you left.
Of course, if it’s inconvenient to say, forget it, I’m just asking casually.”
"There's nothing I can't say."
Poison Ivy, who was sitting in the truck bed and still wearing a silly safety helmet, leaned against it expressionlessly and said calmly:
" She was having a rough time and was addicted to alcohol after she ran away from her wedding to Batman , and I was having a rough time too.
We lived together for a period of time.
We supported each other and walked out of the quagmire of life. Later, when Batboy was besieged by the villains in the city, she left me and ran to find that hateful man.
He didn't even leave a farewell letter.
Have these past experiences satisfied your gossiping mind? Mason, do you need me to tell you some more private details about my relationship with Selena? "
"That's enough. No need to say more."
Mason was impressed that Selena's private life was so "colorful" but he didn't ask for more details.
He accelerated through the air towards Gotham City at dawn.
At the same time, Batman, who was checking the remains of the shattered sand with his companions in the city, also received a bolt from the blue.
The old man turned around and walked quickly into the shadow of the corner under the strange gazes of Green Arrow and Flash. He reached out and pressed the bat ear communicator on his helmet.
It's as if this thing suddenly broke.
He said to the other end of the communicator:
"Wait! Alfred, I didn't hear exactly what you said just now. It might be signal interference. Please say it again. Who are you busy taking care of so you don't have time to help me monitor the entire city?
Who is that to me? "
"Your son, Master Wayne."
The old butler Ah Fu replied slowly:
"I have already given Master Damian a bath and arranged your childhood room for him. I am now preparing suitable pajamas for him. Just five minutes ago, the DNA test results 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 is convenient for you, you should leave all the boring things in the city behind and come back immediately.
Master Damian will probably wake up in an hour, and I think it would be better for him to have his father by his side when he wakes up."
Alfred paused and whispered:
“That’s also what Ms. Selina meant. She said she could accept Master Damian’s existence and was not opposed to continuing a relationship with a single father with a child.
But she wants to have a serious and solemn talk with you about the issue of emotional fidelity.
Do you want me to prepare a candlelight dinner for you two in advance?
This is a very serious issue.
After all, whether the relationship between parents is harmonious will have a great impact on adolescent children.
Master Wayne?
Oh, no, Master Wayne, are you listening?"
