What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Frankly speaking, this is Penguin's first time visiting the Batcave.

Most of the time in the past years, his communication with Batman took place in two steps:

Step 1: Batman breaks into his office and beats him until he faints without saying a word. The process was extremely rough and the methods extremely cruel, which made his subordinates who witnessed everything extremely frightened.

Step 2: After the Penguin wakes up, he will usually find himself in the Gotham City Police Station tied up, with a bag full of criminal evidence collected by Batman.

That’s not to say that throughout Batman’s decade-plus heroic career, he hasn’t occasionally been thrown into the Batcave and temporarily detained before moving on to Step 10;

But most of the time, he was beaten until his nose was bruised or in a state of shock. Naturally, he couldn't have any mood or opportunity to examine the furnishings in the cave...

Damn it, once I think back to the past, why does this damn Batcave suddenly become a bit spookier?

The Penguin held the umbrella in his hand. It was his weapon. It contained deadly mechanisms and poisons, and could even be used as a submachine gun.

——But when facing Batman, this thing mainly plays a psychological comfort role.

It is precisely because of this that when Batman very politely invited him to visit the Batcave half an hour ago, he quickly agreed to the other party's request.

Although he had to be blindfolded, ears plugged, and then carried by Batman like a yo-yo and swinging like Tarzan among high-rise buildings, he still walked into the Batcave with his mind clear for the first time. No?

"What are you dawdling about, Oswald?" Penguin turned his head and saw the ghostly figure of Batman appearing beside him.

"..."

Hiss...did half of Batman's body just come together from the shadows?

It's like his body is made up of fine black sand... Did I see it wrong?

Batman's expression was a little weird, as if he was enduring some pain.

He reached out and patted Penguin's shoulder, and Penguin confirmed that it was a human hand, which reassured him a little.

"Let's go."

The Penguin continued to move forward uneasily. What exactly is Batman looking for?

You're not going to torture him later, are you?

As he walked, the Penguin began to picture a scene in his mind: he was naked and tied to a cross by Batman, and his fat belly was whipped with dozens of blood marks by Batman.

Batman grabbed his hair with one hand, dripped candles on his belly, and shouted "Say or don't tell", but his mouth was gagged with a ball of saliva, and he couldn't say even a single word...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shuddered with fear.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Yes, sorry!!!"

"?"

After turning around the dark corridor, the ferocious giant dinosaur and the blue bat computer finally appeared in front of the Penguin.

His eyes widened and he saw the man standing in front of the computer...

That person, she is...

"Harley Quinn? How could it be you???" Penguin almost bit his tongue: "How could you be in the Batcave?"

He looked around.

"Poison Ivy? Killer Croc? And you, I remember you, you are Deadshot... Cheshire Cat, a famous rookie mercenary..."

His eyes turned to the ventriloquist crouching next to him trying to disguise himself as a dog: "Arnold?"

"Hey, isn't this Oswald! Oh - you little wrinkled prickly pear, how was your evening?"

Harley happily turned over on the seat belonging to Batman:

"No matter how your day went, I had a great night!"

She climbed onto the console of the Batcomputer upside down, then took out a tape recorder and pressed it on it. Then, the tape recorder came out with Batman's audio, which was obviously spliced ​​by her:

"I, Batman, just want to have sex with bats!"

Harley said, "Try this again!"

She pressed the recorder twice more.

"The Bat→Computer will obey→Harley's→orders immediately!"

Nothing happened.

Penguin watched a weird man wearing a candle hood come over with a tray of food, and said in a weird British accent:

"I'm afraid I have to remind you, Miss Quinn, that if you want to give voice commands to the Batcomputer, you must first say 'Hey, Batcomputer!'"

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore."

Poison Ivy slapped her forehead.

She manipulated the green plant to lift Harley Quinn, who was stuffing the sandwich into her mouth while saying "Thank you Candlehead Monster, but I want to eat pizza", away from the Batcomputer and threw it on the table next to her. Next to Killer Croc feasting:

"That's enough, Harley! Maybe enough beef and suckling pig to close your mouth."

"Would you like a leg of beef?" said Killer Croc.

Penguin feels that the world today is really crazy.

"Oh, by the way, Batman, there's something I forgot to tell you last time. The dog welder has disappeared since the last massacre in the swamp. I haven't been able to find him."

Penguin saw Robin sliding over on the sliding chair: "But it's not an important thing anyway, right?"

He held a large piece of roast chicken in his hand, took a bite, then kicked the ground and slid away again.

The ventriloquist squatted next to him, with a lot of barbecued meat in a bowl on the ground in front of him.

Deadshot sat at another temporary table, tasting Western food elegantly. Seeing the Penguin glance over, he actually raised a glass to greet him.

"How...that..." Penguin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but what he wanted to say was stuck in his trachea.

"Relax, Oswald...we have something more important to talk about."

Chen Tao brought him a glass of champagne: "Would you like something to drink?"

Penguin took it in confusion.

Chen Tao organized his speech: "Well, I'm calling you here this time because I hope you can help betray the scarecrow."

"..."

"Impossible!" Penguin's somewhat messed up mind immediately sobered up.

He said: "Don't you know my relationship with the Scarecrow?"

"He is my beloved friend and sibling ally!"

The fat dwarf said righteously: "How could I betray him?"

Killer Croc watched the scene in front of him with interest.

Three minutes later.

"Your bank card has arrived—five hundred million~"

Penguin calmly read the bank deposit message and coughed lightly as if nothing happened.

"I can help you trick the scarecrow."

Penguin stated the facts and reasoned: "But the problem is that Scarecrow is not a fool, nor is he a subordinate who can come and go when I call him."

"Batman, why do you believe that Scarecrow can be deceived by me?"

He said: "After all, Klein is a cunning lunatic. There is no legitimate reason to go to him. He will only alert others."