Chapter 10 He used a US dollar attack! (Ch 835783764)

“Don’t do that!” Bruce hurriedly stopped Wayne. The matter was of great importance and he had not yet figured out how to explain it.
Alfred worries about the next generation of the Wayne family every day. If he knew about Damian’s affairs, the old butler would probably gather his men and go to the Assassin’s League himself.
“Okay, your Bat Family’s affairs are really hard to understand.” Wayne didn’t care, he just wanted to see Batman embarrassed.
Speaking of which, he could actually talk about Buckethead, but the timing of his time travel was quite awkward. It’s not known when “Crisis on Infinite Earths” took place, and it’s not clear whether the history of the multiverse was used as a sandbag by Superboy-Prime.
So let’s not talk about Jason for now. In case the Red Hood shows up later, Wayne can use it to blackmail Bruce.
Back to the topic, Bruce found a chair from somewhere and sat on it. The familiar low pressure was released, and his fingers tapped a dull rhythm on the armrests, like a pendulum counting down in the interrogation room.
A psychological technique that can inadvertently increase the other party’s pressure, thereby slowly breaking down the psychological defenses and easily obtaining the clues you want.
Wayne yawned in boredom. On the one hand, he had merged Elias’s memory. When he saw Bruce’s face, his thoughts would always fly to the pool party where there were more money than fabrics. He was not afraid at all.
I can’t get up. Secondly, Batman’s tricks work on criminals, and he is innocent and doesn’t feel anything at all.
“Wayne, what is your purpose in Gotham?” Bruce stared at Wayne’s face, trying to see something from it.
“Of course it’s to save the wallets of you careless rich guys!” Wayne waved a promotional advertisement signed by Bruce.
“Batman-certified spinal trauma treatment. See? Actually, my original plan was to move to the opposite side of Wayne Building to open a clinic, specializing in treating Batman’s scoliosis and the Joker’s laughing gas sequelae. But after that… maybe I have to add Robin’s throat-slitting emergency surgery.”
“Answer my question seriously!”
“…You have no sense of humor.” Wayne rolled his eyes speechlessly. To be honest, he had a trivial purpose in Gotham. He had just traveled through time and space for a few days and he already attacked you and the Joker face to face. Was it his purpose to arouse the hatred between you two, the most terrifying lunatics in the world?
But looking at Bruce’s expression, it was obvious that he had made up his mind that he had some ulterior motive…
Wayne’s brain was working at high speed, and soon he actually found a “purpose” that was suitable for him to give to Batman.
“Bruce, do you know the Court of Owls?” Wayne’s voice was heavy and his face looked familiar. He took out a white owl mask from his arms and asked, “Do you know what it means?”
Hearing Wayne say this, Bruce unconsciously sat up straight. From Wayne’s expression he could tell that the enemy was not simple.
Yes, this is our Batman. Just by hearing the name, without even seeing his appearance, I have already listed him as an imaginary enemy.
“In Gotham, there is a strange song circulating –
Beware the Court of Owls, watching you wherever you go.
Peep at Gotham City from the dark, hiding in the low walls and attics.
He is with you when you are at home; he is also with you when you are in bed.
Never mention his name, or his sharp claws will come for your head.”
As Wayne slowly sang the nursery rhyme, Bruce’s brows furrowed even more, and he hurriedly urged Wayne: “I need all the information about the Court of Owls!”
“Okay, sir, I’ll be right there~” Seeing that Bruce had become interested in the Court of Owls, Wayne had already become a “planner” in his heart.
Batman happens to be free anyway, so why not let him deal with the Court of Owls? Not only will this prevent the court from taking care of him, but he can also get plenty of time to develop.
Don’t worry, Bruce, if you are beaten to death, I will ask Clark and Wonder Woman to help you avenge.
Wayne continued: “The Court of Owls is an ancient organization that has existed in Gotham for centuries. It was formed by many of Gotham’s top families, including the Arkham family and the family to which the Riddler belongs.”
“Wait, you mean it’s made up of various families in Gotham?” Bruce was surprised at the power of the Court of Owls, and wondered why he had never heard of it.
“Except for your Wayne family, because the Wayne family and the court have always been at odds with each other. Your parents seem to know about this. You can ask Alfred about this. He may know something.”
“The Court of Owls calls itself the “maintainers of order” in Gotham, but in my eyes, it represents the deepest symbol of corruption in this city. After all, their so-called maintenance is to protect their own rights by assassinating rebels, manipulating the market economy, and squeezing the blood of the lower-class people.”
“As for the means of force, we have to mention the elite assassins they trained, the Claws. The Claws gain self-healing abilities by injecting a serum called Amber Gold. They are good at using ice machines and have physical strength that can break through the limits of the human body, but low temperatures can put them to sleep. Don’t forget this when fighting them.”
“All members of the court have masks and coins as tokens of trust. If they are exposed or betrayed, they will be eliminated by the claws.”
“…Are your parents also members of the court?” Bruce’s eyes flashed, and he captured the key information. Combined with the fact that Wayne had a court token and his parents died unexpectedly, the answer was obvious.
It is true that the Elias family can only be considered a second-rate family, but the family has been deeply rooted in Gotham for a long time, almost since the founding of the city, and has enough seniority to barely be able to join the Court of Owls.
Wayne nodded and corrected himself, “It should be said that my father and his people used to be, but later they felt guilty and quit, and you know the result.”
Bruce understood, and this made sense of Wayne’s purpose in Gotham. His parents were murdered, and Wayne, who had special abilities, was barely able to protect himself, so he stayed in Gotham looking for an opportunity to avenge his blood feud.
The purpose was to understand, but the amount of information received was too great. Even Batman’s brain could not withstand the impact of the two pieces of news. Gotham’s super criminals had already made him overwhelmed, and now there was a son who needed to reform, and a dark organization existing deep in Gotham.
Bruce rubbed his swollen temples and continued to ask the third question: “Who is Jack Napier? Why did the Joker have such a big reaction when he heard this name?”
Pale Knight Jack Napier, Wayne originally mentioned him just to attract the Joker’s attention, but he didn’t expect that he really existed in this universe and could be awakened, which was really beyond his expectations.
“Like the Joker said, there were once two mentally ill patients in a mental hospital, but that was only on the surface. There was a third person in an unknown corner. He was Jack Napier, the Joker’s righteous personality, or the owner of that body was originally Jack.
Later, the Joker was born, and Jack’s righteous personality was imprisoned in the depths of his consciousness by the Joker. I accidentally awakened him last time, but unfortunately, I’m afraid that madman will come back soon.”
Because the Pale Knight did not have too many settings, Wayne explained Jack Napier’s story in just a few words.
“Who is that old Japanese man?”
“I have used up three questions. I don’t understand the rest. Smite!”
“Ten million!”
Bruce waved his hand and slammed a check worth 10 million US dollars on the consultation table.