cpa300_4(); Roy had been sitting at a table under a parasol outside a coffee house for more than three hours. ◎ Top Novel,

Unusually, Barbara didn't stay in the apartment today to do logistics, but also sat at the coffee table across from Roy and enjoyed a cup of mocha.

Are they here for a date?

From an outsider's point of view, it seems like that. Otherwise, what could two young people, a man and a woman, sit facing each other for so long?

But only the two people involved know that this is not the case. A week ago, Roy revealed Catwoman's true identity, but decided to give up on capturing her. It was that night that Barbara confessed a lot of things to him, and the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward.

However, this embarrassment did not affect their work together. Whenever Roy needs Barbara's help in a case, she will do her best to help him as before, and Barbara's daily guidance to Roy, a rookie superhero, has not stopped.

But aside from these superficial states, both of them can feel in their hearts that some things are still different.

Today two people will be sitting in front of the coffee house, of course it can't be a friendly date or something. Roy said that he wanted to keep an eye on a resident directly across the street from the café, but sitting alone for too long drinking coffee would be too conspicuous, and finding a pretty girl to sit across from him would undoubtedly ease his doubts.

The house opposite, the man's name is Robert? Mycroft is a guard at Arkham Asylum.

Why would Roy want to peek into the daily lives of the guards at Arkham Asylum?

It all started with his first visit to Arkham a week ago.

Arkham Asylum is known as Gotham City, and it can be said that everyone in the city knows about it. Roy had of course heard of the name of the asylum, but had never visited it in person until a week ago. Jim? Director Gordon went to Arkham Asylum on some business, and Roy expressed some interest in the famous facility and went with him.

Most people, including Director Gordon, didn't notice anything out of the ordeal, but Roy did.

Roy could detect that the doctors inside Arkham were all absent-minded, looking like they could hit the wall when they walked, and all the guards who spoke to them had the strange reaction of shifting their gaze, subconsciously looking away, and even breaking into a cold sweat.

At first, Roy thought it was the guard they met who had done something shady, or that he had made a mistake that he didn't want a police chief to find out. But later, he found out that almost everyone in Arkham was like this, which was weird.

It can't be that everyone in this facility has conspired to do something shady, and you can't help but tremble when you see the police chief, right?

Something is wrong. Roy was sure on the spot.

He then launched a follow-up investigation of all levels of Arkham Asylum.

"Wow, looks like our Mr. Robert is unpleasant again." Barbara took a sip of the thick black mocha and said, "How many times has this been here today?" I began to sympathize with his wife. ”

Roy looked in through that window, and sure enough, he saw the Robert? Mr. McCroft was yelling at his wife, and his two children were too frightened to speak.

"Another grumpy one." Roy said.

This is one of the anomalies observed during this week. The staff inside these Arkham asylums have been suffering from negative emotions on a large scale in recent days, some of them are irritable and easily agitated like powder kegs, and some are depressed all day long and don't say a word like a stuffy gourd.

This made Roy more and more sure that there must be some conspiracy brewing inside the asylum, and that every staff member in it knew about it and was terrified.

What saved the poor wife, who had endured her husband's inexplicable baptism of anger, was the ringing of Mr. Robert's cellphone. Through the window, both Roy and Barbara could see that Mr. Robert had picked up the phone and walked to the window.

Barbara tapped twice on the laptop in front of her, and Mr. Robert's conversation came from the headphones they both had in their ears.

Telephone surveillance was also a part of the week's surveillance operations, as it is likely that one of the guards inadvertently revealed information about Arkham's internal conspiracy on the phone.

Unfortunately, there have been no useful clues so far, and this time is no different.

The call was only from an old friend of Mr. Robert's, who just wanted to invite him to dinner, but Mr. Robert excused himself by saying that he was too busy to take time out in the evening, and that he would make an appointment another day.

"I don't have any useful information." Barbara sighed.

"No, this Mr. Robert's reaction speaks for itself." "The guards we've monitored so far have been living a standard lifestyle for the past week, going to work, getting off work, going home, and then repeating it the next day. Isn't it strange that one or two people are fine, but everyone in the entire unit has not had even the slightest extra activity other than commuting to and from work for a week? ”

"Well, that's probably a bit weird." Barbara shrugged, "But so what?" We've been watching for so long, and it's pretty much certain that something might be going on inside Arkham, but it doesn't look like even if we look for another week that conspiracy or something. ”

"That's easy." Roy looked at his watch and said, "It's probably going to be dark in just over an hour." After dark, the Winged Knight will go to one of the guards to ask for clarification. ”

Meanwhile, in the Arkham Asylum.

In the intensive care cell, the clown is wearing an ugly hospital gown, and his hands and feet are firmly nailed to the bed board behind him with metal shackles, and it looks like he can't even move a finger. This is the highest privilege a psychiatric hospital can offer its patients.

But even at such times, he still maintained that exaggerated and penetrating smile.

"Don't hide it, honey!" He suddenly called out, "We know each other so well, why are we hiding so shyly?" ”

In the darkness, a hand reached out and slammed the clown's head against the steel bed behind him.

It stands to reason that he should have had a concussion by now, and the imaging on the retina is double-layered, but this guy laughed even more crazy.

"There's a saying that's really good, 'beating is kissing and scolding is love', don't you say it's a bat?"

Batman emerges from the darkness and grabs the Joker by the neck with one hand, causing his laughter to twist and distort.

"Answer me! What are you planning? ”