I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 143 The money can make ghosts act

More than a dozen body bags were placed in the storage room on the third floor, and the air-conditioning was turned on to the maximum, and goose bumps appeared on everyone's exposed skin.

Thinking about what "Witch" Harley was about to do, they felt even more terrified.

"How about, let's go find Veritaserum?" Ah Fu swallowed, and said with difficulty.

Gordon immediately agreed, "You can also go to jail and starve for a few days."

"Veritaserum may not be useful, and we won't have much time." Bruce frowned, hesitantly said: "Such a well-trained assassin must have a lot of power behind him.

Selena only said that she had seen the face of the killer, and was assassinated by their elite assassins. Now we hope to learn their identities from the assassins.

They must have been more unbearable.

If we procrastinate, we are all at risk. "

"Master Xiao Bu, if we really know their identities, wouldn't it be more dangerous?" Ah Fu worried.

"You're still 007 thanks to you, such mothers-in-law and timid, no matter how strong they are, how can they be stronger than the Crusaders? With me here, what are you afraid of!" Harry said impatiently.

Ah Fu glared at her. If the young master's safety was not involved, I would be more radical than you, but the young master... the young master can't be in any danger!
"Ah Fu, the most terrifying is the unknown enemy hiding in the dark." Bruce comforted the butler softly while holding the butler's arm.

"Okay." Alfred turned to Harry, "What should I do?"

"Now it's the Halle Show, you don't have to do anything but watch from the sidelines and get ready to applaud."

Harry was also a little excited to have the opportunity to appear in front of Batman.

Pull out the devil's horn and insert it into the corpse of an assassin.

Harley gave several people a triumphant look of 'waiting to witness a miracle', raised her hands high, and said in a cadenced voice: "[email protected]!With the devil's horn as a bridge, if the soul of this man has not ascended to heaven, let him answer my call! "

Bruce's eyes widened, his body trembling slightly.

But nothing appeared.

"what--"

Harry frowned again.

Still nothing happened.

"Impossible, can such a thing go to heaven?" she cried.

"Are you sure the magic is okay?" Selena frowned.

Harry didn't answer, and changed to another assassin, chanting the spell again.

Still nothing happened.

Then the third and fourth ones didn't respond either.

The remaining two were too close to the melon grenade, and their heads became bursting melons.

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible for four people to go to heaven at the same time." Harry said loudly with a puzzled face.

"Do you really understand magic?" Several people began to doubt.

Harry gritted his teeth and inserted the devil's horn into the mouth of the next corpse.

Not an assassin, but her little brother.

"I don't believe it anymore, this guy can also go to heaven." She gritted her teeth and said a spell.

The next moment, the room was filled with gloomy winds, demonic distortions appeared in the corpse, black spots climbed up from the corners, and the lights lost their color. The shadow world descended.

"I buy it!" Selena yelled in horror, and wanted to hug Bruce, but found nothing, turned her head, and found that her lover was being held tightly in Ah Fu's arms.

"Ah, where am I? It hurts so much, who is cutting my waist with a knife—"

The corpse spoke.

"Shit!" Gordon got goosebumps all over his body.

"Buddy, you're dead, remember?" Harry said.

"Ah, Sister Halli, I'm dead." The corpse suddenly became agitated, "The assassin killed me, the assassin killed me, the assassin—"

The familiar looping sound made Harley regain confidence: her magic is fine.

"Buddy, I have avenged you."

The repeater stopped abruptly.

"Sister Halli, thank you, I did not follow the wrong person." The corpse said emotionally.

Bruce opened his mouth wide, transfixed.

——Hey, you are a ghost, don't you know that she sent you to die?
"Buddy, don't worry, I will put more silver coins in your coffin to make your life in hell more comfortable." Harry said sincerely.

After finishing speaking, she also took out a Charon silver coin from her pocket and put it on Buddy's eyes.

The next moment, the silver coins disappeared like ashes in the wind.

Harry was stunned, she didn't expect this situation.

"Ah, that's great, it's Charon silver coins! Sister Halle, I will pray for you day and night in hell. A good person like you should go to heaven. Hell is really hard!"

Bruce couldn't take it anymore.

Harry was also a little ashamed, and quickly pulled out the devil's horn, letting Buddy rest in peace.

All the abnormalities disappeared, and Harry wiped the saliva from the devil's horns on Buddy's clothes, stood up, and looked triumphantly at the few people who were still in shock.

"How, now you believe that I am an archmage?"

"You are an evil dark witch!" Ah Fu's face turned pale, and his voice was trembling.

Bruce was very adaptable, and soon came back to his senses, wondering: "Why didn't the few people respond before?"

"This is the devil's horn." Harry held up the little horn and explained: "The devil's horn can only hear the voice from hell. If the soul of the dead is not in hell, this magic is useless."

"The souls are not in hell, don't they all go to heaven?" Bruce asked in disbelief.

Harry thought about it and said: "I have a guess, they are all cults, believers, and believe in a different dimension evil god who is not in hell.

The souls of believers will enter the kingdom of God where the gods believe in.

So, we can't find them in hell. "

"What now?" Afu murmured.

With a twitch in his heart, Ha Li walked back and forth among several corpses, finally pointing at the corpse of a male assassin, and said with a strange smile: "As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts.

Lying is definitely easier than grinding.

Maybe we can take a gamble and swap Buddy's clothes with him, and let Buddy's ghost play a good show with us."

The black girl assassin stayed in the dark for half an hour before seeing Detective Gordon again who tortured her before.

The corner of her mouth curled into a sneer, she closed her eyes and said nothing, just waiting for the next punch and kick.

But to her surprise, the upright detective just smiled coldly and carried her downstairs.

When he came to the storage room on the second floor, the black girl assassin suddenly felt chills all over his body.

Not only the low temperature of the air-conditioning, but also a strange chill.

No, why is there only black and white here?
Even the lights are dim and cold
"Ahh!" she cried out for the first time, full of horror.

The wall peeled off before her eyes, and the world was weathered visibly, with black spots like moss climbing up from the corners of the wall.

And the body bag on the ground, which rotted and crumbled into debris before her eyes.

"...don't torture my soul anymore, let me rest in hell, please, I've told you everything I know, I swear, woo woo woo—"

It was like the terrifying sound of the hell ghost, as if it was played from an old video tape, with a penetrating rustling sound.

But there's no videotape here, the sound is from—

"Ah, devil, I buy Karma!"

The black girl assassin saw clearly, there was a demon lying in the body bag, with its mouth pouting like a trumpet, making a scalp-numbing sound.

The witch Harley bent down and pulled out a small black horn, the sound stopped immediately, and the strangeness around her also disappeared.

But the black girl assassin was even more scared.

Because the "devil" in the body bag became her familiar appearance.

Enrique's clothes, bloody face from headshot
He is her companion, Enrique.

By the way, what did he say when he transformed into a demon?
During the torture, he revealed all the secrets to them?

"now you."

The witch Harley turned to her with a "grinning smile".

The black girl flinched a few times, and said in panic, "Why is it my turn?"

With perverted satisfaction in the voice of the witch, she told the story of summoning the souls of the dead with the devil horns, torturing the souls with black magic, and asking the souls of the undead for their secrets.

At the end, she licked her scarlet lips, and said to Bruce with insatiable desire, "It's better to kill her directly, the dead are obviously more honest."

The housekeeper A Fu also showed an "evil" smile, and agreed: "Anyway, we already know all their secrets, and interrogating them now is just to check for omissions and fill in the gaps.

To be honest, it was the first time I saw black magic, which was very rare. "

"No, I still want her to be a witness in court!" Bruce said seriously.

"You are demons, demons!"

The black girl assassin finally broke down and shouted with tears: "The court of owls will not let you go, the sharp claws will come in an endless stream and tear the bodies of you and your friends and family."

She didn't notice that at this moment, the expressions of the "demons" on the opposite side changed slightly, as if joy flashed through their eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, your companion has already threatened us with the same words."

The witch slapped her across the face.

My head was a little foggy, but I was a little more sober.

"Now, I ask, you answer." The witch said coldly.

The black girl gritted her teeth and remained silent.

"Which organization are you from?" the witch asked.

"Ask knowingly." Heimei said harshly.

"Bang——" the witch quickly drew her gun, smashed her left knee, and said with a giggle, "Bruce, you saw that she was disobedient first, and I can't wait to play with her soul!"

Bruce pursed his lips, his face was ugly, "Don't die."

The black girl looked a little terrified at the witch's eyes, she was a madman, she wanted to kill me, and then used black magic to play with my soul.

Perhaps, I should listen to Bruce, even if I go to prison, even if I am finally killed by claws, at least my soul can rest in peace.

"Which organization do you come from?" the witch asked with a smile.

"The Court of Owls."

"Gender?" the witch asked again.

"Female" she said aggrievedly.

"What is your position at the court?"

"Claws."

"age?"

"27 is old."

"Who is your target?"

"Selena Kyle."

First came the simplest question, the black girl was fussy in her heart, but she spoke fluently.

Then, the cunning witch suddenly repeated the previous question, and the black girl couldn't care less, so she just repeated it with a dumb face.

Gradually, the problem became more complicated. The black girl didn't know when to start, and the more she talked, the less psychological burden she had.

She almost asked and said nothing.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The interrogation was interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.

Harry was very angry in his heart, but kept his face calm, and said lightly: "Gordon, you keep asking, I'll go out and have a look."

"Fuck, I told you not to disturb—er, BOSS?" Harry opened the door angrily, and Harry was surprised to see the Roman standing in front of the door with a cane and a blank expression on his face.

The others, including old Gibbs, backed away and watched secretly at the corner of the corridor.

"Boss, do you want to watch a boxing match? Tell me, I will prepare a private room for you in advance, and arrange the best fighters for you." Harley squeezed her body out and closed the door smoothly.

Old Cammy pushed his cane against the crack of the door and blocked the door.

After listening for a moment, he was shocked: "How did you manage to make the claw betray the court?"

——Do you want to kill the old Kamai now?Now wearing armor, the little people he brought are a dish.

As soon as this thought came into being outrageously, Harley quickly recalled her integrity.

——Old Kamai is so kind to me, he is also a teacher and a friend, you can't be too ungrateful!

"Why don't you go in and listen together? Gotham's deepest secret, very interesting." Harry simply pushed open the door and stretched out his hand as an invitation.

"Hey, what's so good about it, the more you know, the faster you die." Old Kamai shook his head with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)