John. Harriel returned to his residence, it was a cloudy day again, and while it was still dark, he repaired the electrical circuits in the room while thinking about the Jason he had met.

Jason. Todd, a very clever little ghost, still remembers the first time the kid came to his shop to sell something.

[I have something, do you want $100]

There had never been a little ghost who came to negotiate the price without even taking out the things when he came to sell something, so he was very impatient to bomb the boy away.

But instead of leaving, the boy said another.

[What happened to the man who died on the side of the road last night]

This sentence successfully stopped John's behavior of chasing him away, if he remembered correctly this morning to report that the newly discovered body last night was...

[Little ghost, do you know what that is? 】

[I don't know]

[I don't know if you dare to ask for $100]

【Do you want to】

[$50]

【.. 80】

【Deal】

But instead of giving him something immediately, the boy reached out to him and demanded that he pay first. After thinking about it for a while, John pulled out $80 but didn't hand it directly to the boy, the boy looked at the money in his hand and then pulled out an iron box wrapped in layers of old newspapers from his clothes, and after the two exchanged things, the boy left, and he made a fortune after opening it. The body that night was one of the members of the recent robbery of the jewelry store, the cause of death was supposed to be caused by the uneven distribution of the spoils, and the box was a gem, not too big and not too small, it should have been one of those robbed jewels, probably because it was not too big or small, so it was ignored when disposing of his body. John was quite sure that Jason knew what this thing was, but instead of selling the gems directly, he used such a troublesome method to sell the hundreds of dollars worth of gems for only $80, but it was quite a clever move.

A child with such a valuable gem will soon be targeted, whether the group of jewel robbers turn to the jewel or say that he takes it to sell, the end is easily that he dies and the jewel is robbed. Jason knew this, so he came to sell a "thing that he didn't even know about" just to borrow the identity of the jewelry robber, it is easy to think that he is selling gems, but at the same time he can't be sure, the amount of $100 is worth a block, and $100 for a gem, this kind of business that makes people make sure that no one will come to him for trouble, it is really very smart! Clever is annoying.

"How did that little cub know it was mine?"

John has been doing this business for a long time, and his own original name has long since been abandoned, and he is currently officially registered as John. Harrier, and before that it was Charlie. Robert. After the Himmler incident, in order to avoid being implicated, he directly abolished all the accounts and businesses in Charlie Robert's name, and he was not there

With that fake face, it's just how did a street thug find him??

“... No, that little imp is a big problem, I don't know where he recognized me, but he has to get rid of it."

John replaced the charred safety switch, turned on the last wire, and pulled the switch, and the dimly lit room was immediately lit up, and an unfamiliar male voice was heard:

"Before you go and kill that little imp, I have something I want to ask you," Charlie. Robert ""

John hurriedly pulled out his gun, but the moment he turned around, a dart shot at his left hand holding the gun. The sharp side of the dart slid over his wrist and nailed it to the wall behind him, and he hurriedly used his right hand to remove the pistol that had fallen to the ground, and another dart flew over and nailed the pistol firmly to the floor.

John looked at the person unwillingly, the black background with the blue logo on the chest tights highlighted the muscles that made the woman crazy, the blue mask covered the most important part of the eyes to identify the portrait, judging from the leaking chin, he seemed to be younger than rumored - Nightwing!

Nightwing slowly walked up to him and crouched down:

"What did Himmler hire you for?"

"I... Don't know the person you're talking about."

John denied that he couldn't let this man catch his words, as an intelligence monger, he was quite aware of Nightwing's situation, and that this man had the existence of Gotham legend behind him.

"Oh . . . Isn't it?"

Nightwing spoke in a flirtatious tone, with an unsettling playfulness.

"So let me change the question, what did Lex Luthor hire you for?"

"I don't know the person you're talking about, you're trespassing on a private house, you..."

John's words were interrupted by a stick that poked into the ground and made a sizzling sound. Nightwing believed that his words were true, that Lex Luthor guy would not do such a thing himself, but he must have an agent, and after sifting through the list in his head, he asked:

"Esma. What is Claude looking for you? ”

"I.."

Before John could finish his sentence, Nightwing grabbed him from the ground and slammed him against the wall.

"You don't think that the little boy you sold to Himmler today found you just by chance?"

Nightwing's words successfully broke John's bottom defense, he knew that the outbreak of the Himmler incident was Batman's masterpiece, but he didn't expect Batman to even target him, he thought he was hiding it well, at least he couldn't find any clues related to him from Himmler's side... Why.. Why did that Gotham legend target him?

“... That imp should be Bruce. Wayne adopted, why..."

"I don't think he would mind doing the man who saved him a small favor, aren't you going to say it yet?"

The electric baton bubbling with electricity was less than a finger away from John's face, and John could even smell the burnt smell of the hairs on his face, and after thinking for a long time, John finally gave up resistance:

“.... What do you want to know?"

"Esma, what did that professor of biological neurology entrust you?"

“... He had a study that needed human trials, so he asked me to find him a few volunteers."

"When?"

"Two years ago"

"When?"

"I don't remember the exact time, but I remember that it was about the end of summer and the beginning of autumn two years ago."

Nightwing thought about it in his head, and the timing was basically the same as Luthor's talk to Bruce about working together.

"Did the scarecrow look for you?"

“.... Nope"

"Himmler just came to you to inquire about a few 'goods' that are better in the goods?"

“... No, he first hoped that I could get him some kind of medicine through some channels."

Nightwing thought about it for a moment, and a possibility formed a vague idea in his mind:

"So you introduced Himmler to Esma?"

“... Yes, Himmler hopes to find a medicine for that, and Esma hopes to find a test subject....."

“... Have you ever seen a scarecrow? ”

John thought carefully for a moment and then shook his head, Nightwing carefully observed John's facial expression, he was sure that John was not lying, it seemed that the Scarecrow was directly working with Luther, or...

“.. That..."

"Huh?"

John's voice interrupted Nightwing's thoughts.

"I was once asked to find a chemical plant that was about to close down or be abandoned"