"Interesting, I remember that the school bus overturned into the water, and the compensation I signed was also shared by the Kent family."

Lex flipped through the report briefly, then tapped on the table of his desk.

This is a 19th-century table hand-carved by Venetian craftsmen, with a single piece of black walnut on the top.

This desk is not even a problem with taking it to the museum to make antiques.

If it were to be auctioned, it would be impossible for a wealthy collector to go crazy.

But when Lex had read the papers, he casually lay back and rested his feet on the table.

"Yes."

He had been a henchman under Lex for a few years, and the head of the weapons department knew what Lex meant.

"Could this be just a coincidence?"

"Claude, Claude......" Lex shook his head. Will there be so many miracles in this world? ”

"First, the school bus overturned into the river, and as a result, none of the students on the bus were seriously injured. And then our meteorological weapon, after passing through that 'Kent', inexplicably weakened its power and disappeared ahead of schedule? ”

"I'm going to check!"

Lex nodded in satisfaction, there was nothing special about this subordinate of his, he was just very obedient.

Looking at the other party's departing figure, Lex looked at the report in his hand.

Arkham Asylum.

Rorschach followed the caregiver in front of him, step by step, through the hallway, towards the depths.

The office at the end of the corridor has a sign that reads "Hugo Strange".

The sweaty nurse opened the door and leaned sideways to let Rorschach walk through.

"Welcome, Mr. Watchman, or do you have any name you'd like to be called?"

"Whatever you want." Rorschach still looked like he was wearing a mask.

"Well, then I may ask you, why did you break that patient's neck?"

Rorschach looked at the man in front of him - the bruises on his head bulged out, and behind the sunglasses was a pair of sly eyes.

Under the weird smile that showed his gums, there was a well-trimmed beard and a strong physique.

It's hard to imagine that the man in front of him, who has nothing to do with "normal", is a psychologist at Arkham Asylum.

However, it can also be explained that the Arkham Asylum is what it is now.

"Okay, let's get straight to the point, you've met that turtle-like guy who came to give you a psychological test, right?"

"yes...... The guy almost peed his pants. Rorschach almost forgot about this man.

"He's a nobody, but you're different, you're ...... Hehehehehe......"

The man known as "Doctor Hugo" let out a strange laugh of unknown meaning, leaving Rorschach to look at the other party helplessly.

"You're a big man, a being destined to change the world."

Seeing that Rorschach was still in that lazy posture, Dr. Hugo decided to throw out a bombshell news.

"Whatever you need, as long as it's in Gotham, you can ask for it."

"You're not a big man, so you don't have to say this kind of thing."

Rorschach still looked uninterested.

"That's the Owl Court's offer."

Feeling the contempt of the other party, the green tendons on Dr. Hugo's head rose even more.

The Court of Owls, in Gotham, is an organization that is more urban than Batman.

In a terrifying nursery rhyme, you can get a glimpse of them.

Watch out for the Owl Court, which keeps an eye on your travels.

A peek out into Gotham City from the shadows, hidden in a low-walled attic.

He was with him at home, and he was also present in bed.

Don't mention his name, and the claws will look for you.

In the darkness of the night, they are the true rulers of this dark city, and no one can go against their will.

They have been around since the founding of Gotham, and only local nobles can join.

There are a lot of them, they have a long history, and there are killers called "Talon" who help them do their dirty work.

"But as I said, you're a powerless person, you don't even have any brains."

Rorschach tapped his brain.

"You count on the thick incense in this room to numb my nerves."

"And then by your respectful attitude, coupled with the sudden removal of the owl court to scare me, I will be able to hand over my consciousness to you?"

There was sarcasm in Rorschach's tone, and the trick that the other party wanted to play might indeed be enough for ordinary humans.

But he was facing Rorschach, a person who could control all the cells of the black light virus in his body, and was still at the peak of control.

Compared to the generation of protagonists who tortured and killed the original form, the consciousness that was directly constituted by the virus.

Rorschach uses consciousness to control every cell in his body.

But even so, he was able to forge his body to the pinnacle of not devouring other transcendent beings without allowing the virus to spread and infect at all.

It is this kind of willpower that can not be swallowed up by the evil spirit's thoughts of revenge after encountering the evil spirit for the first time.

On the contrary, the evil spirit that dwelt in Rorschach's mind became Rorschach's own power.

It would be a daydream to try to take Rorschach's consciousness with this level of drugs and some mental suggestion.

"Huh...... You found out. ”

Although Dr. Hugo suppressed his anger, his tone was still very relaxed.

Obviously, he didn't feel that he was in any danger right now.

In other words, he really doesn't represent the Owl Court, at most he is a dog who does things for them.

But in terms of the position of this dog, how many people want to be it, and think of various ways to be, but they can't be it.

"It seems that you really didn't understand the relationship between us."

Rorschach shook his head, and a slight fire ignited in his eyes.

To outsiders, the light of the fire was not even half as reflected in Rorschach's pupils.

But in Dr. Hugo's eyes, this is a drawing of hell!

Front, back, left and right, there was a flame with no end in sight.

And in front of him, a skull that burned more vigorously than the surrounding ones was grinning wide, smiling at him at a completely unbelievable angle.

Does Dr. Hugo have capital?

Yes, but in front of Rorschach, it is far from enough.

"Happy?" Looking at the burning corpse in front of him, Rorschach stood up and stretched.

The evil spirit returned to Rorschach's mind, and Rorschach could feel its sigh of contentment.

Rorschach pushed open the door, ignoring the startled nurse and headed out down the hallway.

At the end of the hallway, Edward Nigma was waiting for him elegantly.

"Do you want to guess a riddle?"

Seeing Rorschach nodding slightly, the Riddler couldn't wait to speak at a very fast pace.

"What started out white and then turned red?"

"Harvey Dent in the blender."

To the Riddler's surprise, Rorschach not only answered, but also answered quickly.

"You're interesting, I'm not going to kill you for the time being." Rorschach patted the Riddler on the shoulder, a complex figure conjuring up on his mask.

"But I've been here long enough, so I won't accompany you."

With that, Rorschach walked out of Arkham leisurely through the gate under the gaze of all the patients, following the path he had come.

Along the way, it was the caretakers who opened the locks for Rorschach.