Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 67 K Team Work Report
"Is this your city? Hmm, it looks pretty good."
The foursome from Pirates of the Caribbean stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the top-floor office of the pitch-black Iceberg Bar, admiring Gotham City at dawn.
Captain Jack, dressed in a retro pirate costume, admired the endless "concrete forest" in front of him with amazement. The "prosperity" that was visible to the naked eye but he didn't know what words to use to describe it made him feel that his future life in this world would be quite interesting and definitely more comfortable than he had expected.
The other three people had the same look of amazement in their eyes.
After all, this place is more than three hundred years away from the time when they lived.
The world may still be the same world, but everything is different.
Mason did not disturb his new team members from accepting the new world. He glanced at the door to the world slowly closing behind him.
Zack Connor had just driven the pirate crew of the Black Pearl into the Forbidden Forest of the Hogwarts world. Those noisy guys were very unruly, but fortunately the dark magician had enough means and deterrence to subdue them.
"Take our new team members out for a few days and teach them some common sense about living in Gotham, or assign them a few smarter subordinates."
The captain glanced at the curious little Henry Turner beside him and said to the kite flyer:
"This child is old enough to go to school. How about you find a way to have him go to your son's school and introduce him to your son?"
"He doesn't even have a registered permanent residence."
Charles sighed.
Although he is an old villain in Gotham City, he is different from the all-powerful underworld giant like the Penguin. He does not have so many connections to arrange new identities for four strangers.
Although in the chaotic city of Gotham, it doesn't make much difference whether there is that thing or not.
"Let me do it."
Catwoman reached out and rubbed little Henry's head. She turned back to Mason and Kite Man and said:
"Because of Batman's special 'Robin adoption habit', Alfred has a special 'contact' in the municipal department who is responsible for handling these matters for Batman.
All it took was a phone call to that guy to get Jack and the others a complete set of completely clean new identities.
Of course, this ‘private service’ comes at a high price.”
"Isn't it just money?"
Mason said this in a very Versailles way.
He casually and generously threw the Bat Black Card given to him by Bruce to the Kite Man, who grinned and put it in his arms without hesitation.
"Come on, guys, stop looking! I'll take you to take a shower and change clothes. Jack's hairstyle also needs to be changed. I'll take you out for a meal later as a welcome."
Charles opened his arms and called Jack and the other three to follow him. The next few days should be enough for these guys to adapt to the new place.
They are all outstanding talents in the Caribbean world and their adaptability is beyond words.
After Jack, Angelina, Elizabeth, and little Henry left the office, Catwoman, who was standing in front of the French window, turned around and said to Mason who was changing his clothes:
"Is it really okay to leave Jason and Barbara there?"
"That's what they asked for, Selina."
Mason turned his back to Catwoman, took off his battle suit and changed into his daily clothes, saying:
"Both Ertong and Barbara need time to adapt to their new identities and to relieve each other's trauma from what happened in Gotham.
Don't worry, they can take care of themselves in that world.
Team K does need to leave a liaison officer there. If we lose contact, the cooperation system we have worked so hard to build will fall apart."
At this point, Mason smiled and said:
"I asked my 'friend' to look after them. They will not be in danger."
"'Two barrels'? What kind of weird name is that?"
Catwoman asked in surprise:
"Can't you just call him Jason?"
"Don't you think his helmet really looks like a barrel when he's dressed as the Scarlet Knight?"
Mason pointed his finger at his head, shrugged and explained:
"I still call Grayson 'Big Master', and he never objects to this title. You know, when men give each other nicknames, it means that their relationship has gone a step further.
By the way, are you going to go straight back to Wayne Manor to see your adopted son?"
"Don't mention him! It's annoying!"
Selina nonchalantly unzipped the hidden zipper of her battle suit, stretched her body and pouted:
"The trade fair will be held in seven days, right? I will be back on time. Don't call me during these seven days. I am going to Europe for a vacation to treat myself."
"Can't you just go to the stall and change?"
When Mason turned around, he saw Catwoman's tight battle suit slipping off her smooth skin, and her ripe body was exposed in front of him under the rising sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Selena was still playing with her short hair, revealing her beautiful figure in the sun, like a statue that embodied sexiness and temptation.
It was indeed beautiful, and it did show the healthy beauty of women, but Mason did not appreciate it for a few seconds and turned his head to complain:
"If the master sees this, I won't be able to explain it to him! Please be careful about the impact, okay?"
"Oh, little brother Mason is still so shy."
The cat lady, who had once again inadvertently completed her daily task of "teasing the little boy", covered her mouth and chuckled a few times. She said:
"It's not like I'm naked... All right, don't leave. I'm not going to tease you any more. Here, this is the key to my apartment. It's in the biggest house on Seventh Street in Audisburg.
I have collected a lot of beautiful but not expensive jewelry there. Don’t you want to use them to make some accessories or something?
Use it as you wish. ”
Mason took the key and glanced back at Catwoman who was putting on her skirt. He shook his head and sighed that the master was indeed powerful enough to make such a woman fall in love with him so wholeheartedly.
At the same time, I feel a little sad.
When will I be able to have such a "fairy love"?
Ten minutes later, Mason rode his beloved motorcycle back to his shop.
It was early in the morning and the two girls living here were still sleeping soundly. The young man did not disturb them and went into the basement to start his busy work again.
Research into the Cleaner Corps' commander enhancement potion is far from complete.
Although the first batch of test samples had been distributed to the test subjects, Mason knew that he still had a long way to go before obtaining the perfect strengthening potion, and he was even more unwilling to waste time.
However, in the afternoon, Mason did not continue to practice alchemy. Instead, he sat in front of the counter and opened a notebook to write and draw on it. Occasionally, he frowned and seemed to be thinking about important matters.
Poison Ivy, who had just woken up, and Harley washed up and made an appointment to go out for dinner. Before leaving, Dr. Harley took a curious look at the paper full of words in front of Mason, and she said curiously:
"What are you doing?"
"work report."
Mason said without looking up:
"It needs to be handed over to the superiors."
"Ah? Do you have to write this when you're a nurse in a clinic?"
Harry said in surprise:
"Is Dr. Leslie so strict?"
"Yes, she has always been a very strict person."
Mason did not explain but looked up at the girl in sportswear in front of him and asked:
"How have you been feeling these past few days? Have you suddenly become irritable? "
"well enough."
Dr. Harley rubbed his hair and said:
"I feel very comfortable here with you and there is no pressure. Not having to think about those troublesome problems and taking medicine on time has made my mentality much more stable.
Oh, by the way, Mason, Arkham called me. The director wants me to go back to the asylum to continue my service after the reconstruction is completed. Do you think I should accept it?"
"You yourself have such serious mental problems, yet you still want to treat others? Aren't you afraid that staying with a group of real psychopaths for a long time will make your condition worse?"
Mason squinted his eyes and said:
"I think you should cure your illness first."
“That’s right.”
Dr. Harry, who had been full of anticipation just now, was visibly depressed.
Mason wanted to say a few words of comfort but had nothing to say. This was mainly because Harley's problem was rather tricky and could not be solved with just a few heartwarming words.
A few minutes later, Poison Ivy, wearing a windbreaker to cover her body and a scarf and sunglasses to cover her face, walked down.
She took her good friend's arm and looked at Mason again. With a sense of trepidation like a student handing in an assignment, she placed several bottles of strangely colored potions in front of Mason and asked him to taste them.
"You did this?"
The young man took the bottles of medicine in his hands, looked at them, uncorked them, smelled them, shook his head and said:
"Although it does fall into the category of 'magic potion', its effect is much weaker than the genuine product. It seems that you still need to practice the basic skills. I will teach you when you come back tonight.
Now, Ivy, take Harley out to play. Keeping her in a good mood is more important than anything else."
At this point, Mason suddenly blinked and said to the two girls in front of him:
“It just so happens that a few of my friends have just arrived in Gotham and are in need of a guide to help them get familiar with the wild style of this city. If you are not busy, you can go and help.
Just contact Charles, Ivy, you should have his contact information.
But I want to warn you.”
Mason lowered his voice and said mysteriously:
"Those guys are all marginal figures in the 'magic circle'. They belong to a hermit school that has not been involved in the outside world for hundreds of years. Their understanding of the world is still stuck in the 18th century...
So don’t laugh at them if they do something strange.”
"Guest from the Magic Circle, this sounds really interesting! The way people in the eighteenth century thought and viewed the world is a very good research topic."
Dr. Hallie's beautiful blue eyes suddenly lit up.
She excitedly pulled her best friend Ivy out the door, and Mason threw the car keys over and said:
"Drive my car, be careful not to scratch it, and don't fly around on it. The flight mode is for when you are in danger!"
"Thanks, Mason, you're such a great boss."
Harley whistled, put on her helmet, got on Mason's scooter, and disappeared on the road to the door with her best friend.
Mason watched them leave and frowned.
Dr. Harley may not feel it herself, but Mason, an outsider, can see clearly that her condition is getting worse. The most obvious manifestation is that her personality is becoming more and more "lively" and her lifestyle habits are beginning to change.
A former psychiatrist and psychology expert abandoned the rigid habits he had developed in his 27 years of life and began to actively try a lazier and more casual lifestyle.
This is the external manifestation of personality deviation.
Mason's palliatives and cheerleaders could keep her in a happy frame of mind, but they could hardly reverse the profound changes in her mind and spirit.
Is it true that Harley Quinzel can never escape the fate of becoming "Harley Quinn" in her entire life?
"How great would it be if I had Professor X's abilities?"
Mason sighed, lowered his head to finish his work report, and said softly:
"Not to mention Harley, even Zhou Ke'er's illness can probably be cured, right?"
He stopped thinking about these currently unsolvable problems and focused on the work report at hand.
This thing is certainly not for Dr. Leslie to see.
Mason was summarizing the work of Team K in the past month, and he planned to use the internal postal network of the Star Society to send this report to Mr. Hunter.
In addition to showing my superiors that I have a very formal and positive work attitude, I also have a tentative idea.
After meeting "Old J" Edward Teague in Caribbean World and being reminded by the mysterious old pirate, Mason realized that his biggest crisis at the moment was with Mr. Hunter.
That guy already knew that Old K died in his hands, but he did nothing. Instead, he incorporated Mason's K team into his own direct pioneering team. There is no doubt that this behavior was to achieve certain goals.
Mason has thought it through clearly.
There are only two possibilities.
If Mr. Hunter is one of the "insiders" of the small team marked by the Gwent card, then this behavior is likely to be out of implicit protection and observation.
After all, when Old K left his Gwent cards to Mason, it was equivalent to recognizing Mason's "right of inheritance."
But if she wasn't one of us...
Then Team K is in a very dangerous situation now.
I learned from Mr. Sandstorm before that the casualty rate of Mr. Hunter's direct team is very alarming, plus there is the forced development mission that will begin in a month.
The combination of these two factors is likely to result in Mason and his team being consumed as cannon fodder, like poor mice caught by a vicious cat.
It didn't eat it out of kindness, but out of malicious desire to have more fun.
But there is a method to temptation.
Mason narrowed his eyes and wrote quickly while carefully handling some details in the work report. He wrote down everything that happened in Gotham City.
He didn't even hide the role he played in the incident and how he helped Mr. Sandstorm escape.
Of course, betraying the Star Society could not be written into the story.
However, anyone with a sharp mind can guess some clues without any solid evidence after reading the report.
Mason left this little "hint" intentionally.
He wanted to see Mr. Hunter's reaction to this matter. Perhaps from her reaction he could infer whether the mysterious exploration master was a friend.
This is a very risky behavior.
Sending this letter would most likely result in the "execution force" of the Star Society appearing in Gotham to cause trouble for Team K, but the young man was not unprepared.
He has made his decision.
If the stars react strongly to this, then let's just break off relations!
Zha Kang has also confirmed that the soul curse is only for confidentiality rather than forced control, so as long as Team K does not reveal the secrets about the Star Society, they will not die on the spot even if they betray.
The best part is that in this ultra-dangerous A-level world that has just thwarted the Star Society's operation, Mason already has a strong enough "ally".
The young man took a look at the old flip phone beside him, which contained not only Batman's emergency call number, but also the private phone number of the world's fastest Flash.
He has been integrated into the superhero circle.
And with the support of the entire Justice League superheroes, if the Star Society's execution team dared to come, Mason could ensure that they would never be able to return alive.
It seems that it was a wise decision to reject Mr. Hunter's proposal and resolutely choose this world as the base world!
"So, mysterious lady hunter..."
Mason folded the envelope and took out an antique wax seal to seal it.
He looked at the work report in his hand and said softly:
"Now let me see if you are a friend or not."
