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Chapter 43 Wildblowing
🕑 Added 2025-10-12 14:51:14 +0000 UTC"Catwoman" Selina's originally soft body became extremely stiff. She forced herself to set her sights on the fight in front of Arkham Asylum, but the "gurgling" sound that came from time to time in her ears, and the ups and downs of "Poison Ivy" Ivy's head, made Selina really unable to concentrate.
Connors noticed the gaze that "Catwoman" Selina secretly shot from time to time, but at this point, he couldn't just chat with her. He just pretended to be unaware. If you have nothing to do, then sing, he thought, and hummed a little tune.
"She licked the lollipop, from the top down…"
"Poison Ivy" Ivy raised her head when she heard the sound, pushed out the hair she had accidentally gotten in her mouth with her tongue, and glanced at Connors doubtfully. She found that he was closing his mouth at this time, as if nothing had happened.
In front of Arkham Asylum, the battle of Joker vs. Harley Quinn could be described as one-sided. One was an ordinary person in terms of physical fitness who mainly relied on his mind to commit crimes. The other not only had a good mind but also had her physical fitness strengthened by "Poison Ivy."
Countless cameras were aimed at the enthusiastic citizen Harley Quinn. The reporters excitedly held up their microphones and said things like, "Gotham also has its own superhero." If it weren't for the fact that Harley Quinn's oversized gavel looked too scary as it fluttered through the air, some reporters might have even planned to hand the microphone to her.
Since in this world, Harley had followed Connors before she could make a name for herself with the Joker, her name had only circulated among the inmates of Arkham Asylum. For ordinary Gotham citizens, they had only seen Harley Quinn once on television: the "victim" who was kept in a hood when the Joker intended to pour the laughing gas virus into the Gotham Reservoir.
"Poison Ivy" Ivy seemed to know the outcome of the battle on the field. After all, Harley Quinn's physical fitness had been strengthened by her own actions. Combined with Harley's original agility and skill, dealing with the Joker was no pressure at all. Her eyes shifted again, and "Poison Ivy" looked at "Catwoman" Selina hiding next to them. Seeing her stiff body and motionless appearance, a bad smile appeared in her eyes, and she was ready to invite Selina to come and taste it together.
But her mouth had just opened, and before she could say anything, her head was pressed down by Connors, and the words that would have teased "Catwoman" were choked in her throat.
"Harley! Quinn! Harley! Quinn!"
On the streets of Gotham, idle young men and women held mobile phones in their hands or looked up at the big screens on the streets. For Harley Quinn, who had easily defeated the Joker, they cheered loudly for the act of locking him up in Arkham Asylum along with Batman. Applause was heard in all directions.
Zatanna opened her mouth slightly and felt that she had not been very lucky lately. The magic show was spoiled, and when she peeked at Connors twice in a row, she bumped into his ongoing restricted activities. She wanted to find Batman, but Batman was imprisoned in Arkham Asylum again. The successive encounters made Zatanna desperately want to have magic such as divination or prophecy so that she could avoid these things. But now she was only a stage magician, with magic that remained at the basic level, such as invisibility, fire, hypnosis, illusion, healing, etc.
I mustn't go off and become a scoundrel-like fellow; that would just make my journey to find my father harder. Zatanna slowly walked away amidst the cheers of the delinquent youths in the surrounding city, rather having a headache with her plans for what followed.
By the way, just now I seemed to see Connors get off the tank and get beaten into a sieve by bullets… I don't know if he's dead or not. If he is not dead, my healing magic should be able to help him, so that I can use him to find my father. Zatanna quickly thought of the scene she had just seen on the big screen and hurried all the way back to her apartment to perform that space magic that could only be used for peeping: making a small opening in the air with a magic wand.
Connors, on the other side, did not appear to have been harmed but instead looked like he was enjoying himself. Zatanna was subconsciously relieved. Since it was all right… She then moved her eyes and saw a trace of milky white remaining at the corner of "Poison Ivy" Ivy's mouth, who was sitting next to Connors. Her throat moved slightly, and she was making a swallowing motion.
There's a war over there, and a picnic over here? Zatanna was confused and glanced from side to side. She didn't see any utensils for the picnic but instead saw the stiff "Catwoman" Selina on the other side.
When today's business is over, I'll talk to him and see if he can do me this favor. Zatanna thoughtfully closed the crack in the air.
Has someone been peeking at me with spider-sense for the past two days?
"Poison Ivy" Ivy ended the session. Connors used his spider-sensing to sense the surrounding environment over and over again with some confusion but found no abnormality.
In front of Arkham Asylum, the Joker had been subdued by Harley. With his hands cuffed behind him, he was escorted by Arkham Asylum's guards into a cage. Batman was similarly handcuffed, but they had no way of getting their hands on the huge suit on Mr. Wayne's body, so they could only temporarily put him in the cage that was prepared for Bane—the same cage where Connors had used his clean bedding.
Harley Quinn, with a big smile on her face, had finally managed to shine on Gotham's TV stations, putting Batman in Arkham Asylum. And by the way, she had also defeated the Joker and locked him in. For Harley Quinn, today's operation was a complete success.
But the development that followed was different. The Gotham police waited for Harley to defeat the Joker, then swarmed up quickly and surrounded her with guns.
"Drop that mallet! Hands up!"
"Our investigation found that you are not Harley Quinn at all, but a criminal psychology consultant hired by Arkham Asylum, 'Harleen Quinzel'!"
"The Joker and the other prisoners were released by your own hands. What tricks do you want to play this time?"
"Let's go into the cage together! That's where you should stay!"
The Gotham police officers were armed with guns and shouted loudly. Harley Quinn's face, which had a big smile, disappeared little by little. She had little way to escape at this point. These officers had their guns off safety and had distanced themselves enough to prevent her from choosing a direction to break out. Subconsciously, she lowered her head in an attempt to get a signal for the next step.
Harley Quinn was not disappointed. On the grass in front of her, the roots of weeds twisted and grew again into a single word: "SQUAT."
So she hugged her head in both hands and squatted down, as if accepting her fate, in the eyes of the Gotham police. Seeing Harley Quinn seem to give up resistance, the Gotham police looked at each other, relieved, and gradually moved closer together in a circle.
But Harley did not resist, which did not mean that Connors, who had been watching the excitement, and Ivy and the others did not. Stubby wooden thorns rose from the ground and stabbed the three helicopters in the sky; "Poison Ivy" struck first. "Catwoman" Selina pulled out her long whip, and the tip of the whip hit the police officers' guns with a sonic boom. Connors, for his part, wielded the ability to use his "master-level trick" and "intermediate-level hypnosis," leaving the cops feeling like they were spinning and falling down drunk.
When they came to their senses, the Bat-tank remained where it was, but Harley Quinn, along with the others, had disappeared. As for Batman and the Joker, both of them were already in a cage and had not escaped.
Gotham's morning passed like this, in an anticlimax, as if it were someone's prank. The big-screen news on the street turned back into all kinds of TV commercials. The guards at Arkham Asylum were heavily guarded for fear of Batman and the Joker escaping. To avoid an accident, they didn't even open the cage for lunch and sent the two prisoners their food inside.
"You will soon know what the bat mask looks like under it. Don't be a guy with a sarcoma on his face, right?" One of the guards, taking advantage of his boredom, said to his companions.
"You are making malicious guesses. You can tell that he is a handsome guy through his exposed chin, but you don't know why he is dressed like this…" his companion said uninterestingly, standing guard in front of the cage where Batman was locked, with his gun in his arms.
Just less than a meter away from them, in a cage made of solid metal walls, lush plants covered the walls tightly, making them completely soundproof. The packages of eaten food on the ground were piled up in the corner, and Connors, "Catwoman" Selina, and Batman sat around a small table in the cage with serious looks on their faces.
"Pair of 3s."
Batman: "Pass."
Selina: "I'll bomb it."
"…" Connors threw the cards in his hand down and looked at Batman. "Are you sure you don't need me to pick you up tonight? Can you do it yourself?"
"Yes." Batman also lost the single card in his hand. He had successfully locked the Joker back into Arkham with the help of Connors. This was an unexpected gain for him, who had originally planned to just go to the asylum himself. With the Batsuit he was wearing and the tank on the outside to support him, there was no need to trouble others anymore.
Connors nodded and pulled "Catwoman" Selina to leave. Batman reminded him, "Beware of Bane."
Waving his hand at Batman, Connors openly opened the metal door of the cage in front of the guards and said, "I was going to find him."
Watching Connors leave, Batman glanced at the two hypnotized prison guards, who knew nothing about what was in front of them, reached out, and closed the open metal door again.
Driving a supercar, the laughter of the three Gotham City Sirens lingered in his ears—mainly Harley Quinn was romping. Connors turned on the system.
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Sure enough, it's over!
A smile appeared in Connors's eyes. "Poison Ivy," who was sitting in the passenger seat, had nothing to do and leaned over. "Do you want to do business?"
As soon as these words came out, Harley, who was playing in the back seat, immediately poked her head in with high spirits. "What business?"
"…" Selina's eyes showed a scene of excellence from this morning, and her soft body once again became stiff.
