I want to have a date with Superman

More than a dozen body bags were placed in the storage room on the third floor. The air conditioner was turned on to the maximum, and goosebumps appeared on everyone's exposed skin.

Thinking about what "Witch" Harley was about to do, they felt even more terrified.

"How about we go find the veritaserum?" Ah Fu swallowed and said with difficulty.

Gordon immediately agreed, "You can also put him in jail and starve for a few days."

"Veritaserum may not be useful, and we don't have much time." Bruce frowned and said hesitantly: "The power behind such a well-trained assassin must be very important.

Selina only said that she had seen the killer's face, so they sent elite assassins to assassinate her. Now we hope to learn their identities from the assassins.

They must be even more unbearable.

If we delay, we could all be in danger. "

"Master Xiaobu, if we really knew their identities, wouldn't they be more dangerous?" Ah Fu asked worriedly.

"You are still 007. They are so timid and timid. No matter how strong they are, can they be as strong as the Crusaders? With me here, what are you afraid of!" Harley said impatiently.

Ah Fu glared at her. If the young master's safety was not involved, I would be more aggressive than you, but the young master... the young master cannot be in any danger!

"Afu, the enemies hiding in the dark and unknown are the most terrifying." Bruce supported the butler's arm and comforted him softly.

"Okay." Ah Fu turned to Harley, "What should we do?"

"It's the Halle Show now. You don't have to do anything. Just watch from the sidelines and prepare to applaud."

Harley was also a little excited to have the opportunity to show off in front of Batman.

Take out the devil's horn and insert it into the corpse of an assassin.

Harley gave a few people a proud look as if she was "waiting to witness a miracle", raised her hands in the air, and said in a high and steady voice: "

! Using the devil's horn as a bridge, if this person's soul does not ascend to heaven, please let him answer my call! "

Bruce's eyes widened and his body was shaking slightly.

But nothing appeared.

"Huh--"

Harley frowned and shouted again.

Still nothing happened.

"Impossible, can such a thing go to heaven?" she cried.

"Are you sure there's no problem with magic?" Selina frowned.

Harley didn't answer, so he switched to another assassin and recited the spell again.

Still nothing happened.

Then the third and fourth ones also didn’t respond.

The remaining two people were too close to the melon grenade, and their heads became exploding melons.

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible for four people to go to heaven at the same time." Harley said loudly with a puzzled look on her face.

"Do you really know magic?" Several people began to doubt.

Harley gritted her teeth and inserted the devil's horn into the mouth of the next corpse.

Not an assassin, but her little brother.

"I don't believe it. This guy can go to heaven." She gritted her teeth and chanted the spell.

The next moment, a sinister wind filled the room, the corpse appeared demonic distortion, black spots climbed up from the corners of the wall, the lights lost their color, and the shadow realm descended.

"I'm sorry!" Selina screamed in horror. She wanted to hug Bruce, but failed. When she turned around, she found that her lover was being held tightly in Ah Fu's arms.

"Ah, where am I? It hurts so much. Who is stabbing my waist with a knife--"

The corpse spoke.

"Shit!" Gordon had goosebumps all over his body.

"Buddy, you're dead, remember?" Harley said.

"Ah, Sister Harley, I'm dead." The corpse suddenly became excited, "It was an assassin who killed me, it was an assassin who killed me, it was an assassin——"

The familiar looping broadcast restored Harley's confidence again: her magic was fine.

"Buddy, I have avenged you."

The repeater stopped abruptly.

"Sister Harley, thank you, I really followed the wrong person." The corpse said movedly.

Bruce opened his mouth, stunned.

——Hey, you are a ghost, don’t you know that she sent you to die?

"Buddy, don't worry, I will put more silver coins in your coffin to make your life in hell more comfortable." Harley said sincerely.

After saying that, she took out a Charon silver coin from her pocket and put it on Buddy's eyes.

The next moment, the silver coins quickly disappeared like ashes in the wind.

Harley was stunned, she had not expected this situation.

"Ah, great, it's a Charon silver coin! Sister Hallie, I will pray for you day and night in hell. A good person like you should go to heaven. Hell is really painful!"

Bruce couldn't stand listening anymore.

Harley was also a little ashamed, so she quickly pulled out the devil's horns and let Buddy rest completely.

All the abnormalities disappeared. Harley wiped the saliva from the devil's horn on Buddy's clothes, stood up, and looked at the frightened people with pride.

"How about it, do you believe that I am the Archmage now?"

"You are an evil dark witch!" Ah Fu's face turned pale and his voice was trembling.

Bruce was very adaptable and quickly came to his senses, wondering: "Why didn't the previous people respond?"

"This is the devil's horn." Harley held up the small horn and explained: "The devil's horn can only hear sounds from hell. If the soul of the deceased is not in hell, this magic will be useless."

"If their souls are not in hell, have they all gone to heaven?" Bruce said in disbelief.

Harley thought deeply: "I have a guess. They are all cultists and believers in an evil god from another dimension who is not in hell.

The souls of believers will enter the kingdom of God where they believe in gods.

Therefore, we cannot find them in hell. "

"What to do now?" Ah Fu murmured.

Harry's heart moved, and he walked back and forth among the corpses, and finally pointed at the corpse of a male assassin and said with a strange smile: "As the saying goes, money can make the world go round.

Lying is certainly easier than grinding.

Maybe we can take a gamble and switch Buddy's clothes with his, and then let Buddy's ghost cooperate with us to put on a good show."

The black girl assassin stayed in the dark for half an hour before she saw Detective Gordon again who had tortured her before.

The corner of her mouth curled up with sarcasm, and she closed her eyes and said nothing, just waiting for the next punches and kicks.

But contrary to her expectations, the upright-looking police detective just smiled coldly and carried her downstairs.

Arriving at the storage room on the second floor, the black girl assassin suddenly felt a chill all over her body.

Not just the low temperature of the air conditioner, but also a strange coldness.

No, why are there only black and white here?

Even the lights are dim and cold

"Ah!" She cried out for the first time, full of panic.

The wall peeled off before her eyes, and the world was visibly weathered, with black spots like moss creeping up from the corners.

There was also a body bag on the ground that rotted into pieces before her eyes.

".Stop torturing my soul, let me rest in peace in hell, please, I told you everything I know, I swear, wuwuwu——"

The terrifying sound was like a ghost horn from hell, as if it was played from an old video tape, and it also had an intrusive rustling sound.

But there is no videotape here, the sound comes from——

"Ah, devil, Omaika!"

The black girl assassin saw clearly, there was a demon lying in the body bag, his mouth was pouted like a trumpet, making a scalp-numbing sound.

He saw Witch Harley bending down and pulling out a small black horn. Her voice stopped and the strangeness around her disappeared.

But the black girl assassin was even more scared.

Because the "demon" in the body bag took on a familiar appearance to her.

Enrique's clothes, his bloody face from a headshot

He was her companion, Enrique.

By the way, what did he say when he turned into a demon?

During the torture, he revealed all his secrets to them?

"now you."

Witch Harley turned to her with a "smiling grin".

The black girl shrank a few times and said in panic: "Why is it my turn?"

There was a perverted sense of satisfaction in the witch's voice. She used the devil's horn to summon the souls of the dead, tortured the souls with black magic, and interrogated the souls' innermost secrets. She told them all.

At the end, she licked her scarlet red lips and said to Bruce with lingering thoughts: "It's better to kill her directly. The dead are obviously more honest."

The housekeeper Afu also showed an "evil" smile and agreed: "Anyway, we already know all their secrets, and if we interrogate them now, we will only check for leaks and fill in the gaps.

To be honest, this was my first time seeing black magic, which was strange. "

"No, I still want her to serve as a witness in court!" Bruce said seriously.

"You are devils, devils!"

The black girl assassin finally broke down and shouted with tears: "The Court of Owls will not let you go. The sharp claws will come in an endless stream to tear the bodies of you and your friends and family into pieces."

She didn't notice that at this moment, the expressions of the "devils" across from them changed slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of joy in their eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense. Your companions have already threatened us with the same words."

The witch slapped her in the face.

My head is a bit foggy, but I feel more awake.

"Now, I ask and you answer." The witch said coldly.

The black girl gritted her teeth and said nothing.

"Which organization are you from?" the witch asked.

"Asking knowingly." The black girl said harshly.

"Bang -" the witch quickly drew her gun, shattered her left knee, and giggled: "Bruce, you saw, she was disobedient first, I can't wait to play with her soul!"

Bruce pursed his lips and looked ugly, "Don't die."

The black girl looked at the witch with a frightened look. She was a madman. She just wanted to kill me and then use black magic to play with my soul.

Perhaps, I should listen to Bruce. Even if I go to prison, even if I am eventually silenced by sharp claws, at least my soul can rest in peace.

"Which organization are you from?" the witch asked with a smile.

"The Court of Owls."

"Gender?" the witch asked again.

"Female" she said in frustration.

"Your position at the court?"

"Claw."

"age?"

"27 years old."

"Who is your target?"

"Selina Kyle."

First is the simplest question. The black girl is worried in her heart, but she speaks smoothly.

Then, the cunning witch suddenly repeated the previous question. The black girl couldn't care anymore and just repeated it with a dull face.

Gradually, the problem became complicated. I don’t know when the black girl started talking, and the more she talked, the less psychological burden she felt.

She said almost everything she asked.

"Bang bang bang!" The interrogation was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.

Harley was very angry in her heart, but she kept a calm expression on her face and said calmly: "Gordon, keep asking, I'll go out and take a look."

"Fake, tell you not to disturb—uh, BOSS?" Harry opened the door angrily, and Harry was surprised to see a Roman standing in front of the door with a cane and an expressionless face.

Others, including old Gibbs, stood back and watched secretly from the corner of the corridor.

"BOSS, do you want to watch a boxing match? Just tell me and I will prepare a private room for you in advance and arrange the best boxer for you." Harley squeezed out and closed the door smoothly.

But Old Kamai put his stick against the crack of the door and blocked the door.

After listening for a moment, he was shocked and said: "How did you do it, actually let the claws betray the court?"

——Do you want to kill people and kill old Kamai now? Now wearing armor, the few people he brought with him were useless.

As soon as this idea came to his mind, Harry quickly called back his moral integrity.

——Old Kamai is so kind to me, he is both a teacher and a friend, so I can’t be too ungrateful!

"How about we go in and listen together? Gotham's deepest secret is very interesting." Harley simply opened the door and extended her hand as an invitation.

"Oh, what's so nice to hear? The more you know, the faster you will die." Old Kamai smiled bitterly and shook his head.