Chapter 1470: Flying Birds and Return (XV)

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!!!"

Harry dropped the scalpel in panic and screamed, "It's over!! I haven't even written the summary!! It's all your fault. I would have finished it long ago without you two delaying me!"

"Harry, are you there? Can I come in? I heard from the people on the first floor that you are in this room......"

"Oh, wait a minute, I'm changing clothes!"

Harry put away the tool box in a hurry, waved at the two people vigorously, and said in a low voice, "Hurry, hurry, hide quickly, if he finds you, you're done. "Isn't Bruce Wayne... I mean, isn't he the famous playboy in Gotham? Why should we be afraid of him?" Red Hood was pushed into the closet by Harley, and he kept retorting. Harley pushed him into the closet and looked at him with wide eyes, "Are you serious? ! He built this mental hospital!" Red Robin took a breath and squeezed into the closet with the help of Harley. The two saw Harley open the door through the gap in the closet door, and Bruce Wayne appeared outside the door. Bruce closed the door and said, "I should have come earlier, but I went to the office upstairs to get a letter. I'll come to see your progress and leave. Someone is waiting for me in the office." Harley was relieved immediately. Since Bruce was in a hurry, he definitely didn't have time to read the written conclusion. Fortunately, she just didn't write the summary, and the practical part was already done. Bruce and Harley walked to the operating table. Bruce did not change into surgical gowns, but put on a pair of gloves.

He reached out steadily to push aside the cut abdominal skin, pushed aside unnecessary organs, pinched blood vessels and nerves, and checked the cutting inside. His eyes were calm and a little academically focused.

Then, he reached out and pinched the muscles on the arm of the dissected object, looked up at Harley and said, "You didn't thaw him completely?"

"Well, the thawing room downstairs was full, so I moved it up to thaw naturally, but I didn't expect it to thaw so slowly. I was in a hurry to do my homework, so I cut it like this."

Bruce's expression was obviously a little dissatisfied. Even if this matter had nothing to do with them, the two Robins still felt their hearts in their throats, as if they were back to the time when they were waiting for Batman's evaluation after every mission.

"Next time, remember to wait until the body is completely thawed before cutting. But this is also my inconsideration. The thawing room is too small. What do you think about adding another one in the basement?"

"Will the basement be a bit far?" Harley said while packing up the surgical instruments: "Although it is close to the cold storage, it is still very troublesome to move the thawed body up."

"What about installing a direct elevator?"

"That's no problem. It's great to have money."

"How is your limb slice?"

"Here, I'll show you."

Harley ran to the warehouse "thump thump thump", and then came back with a tray. Bruce checked the limb slices on it, and then began to explain to Harley how to separate the nerves with one of the elbow structure slices.

And the Red Hood hiding in the cabinet gestured to Red Robin, "I said he was crazy, right?"

"I couldn't agree more." Red Robin nodded vigorously and responded with gestures.

But suddenly, Bruce's voice came from outside the cabinet: "I saw blood on the wall over there, what's going on?"

Red Robin's heart was immediately tightened. In the dim light outside the gap of the cabinet, he saw Bruce turned his head to look at the place where he was sitting before. It should be that Harley left a little blood when she took the bullet and didn't have time to wipe it clean.

"Oh, that was when I accidentally dropped it on the ground when I took the scalpel to check the inventory in the warehouse." Harley explained.

Red Robin's heart was relieved.

"Why did you take the first aid kit over there?" Bruce asked again.

Red Hood's heart was lifted again.

"I thought I left my gloves in there, so I went to look for them, but I didn't expect them to be gone. I didn't have time to put them back."

Red Hood's heart was relieved.

Bruce's tone was always calm, as if he was just asking casually, but with the situation of corpses and blood in the room, this normal tone seemed more abnormal and even creepy.

Ten minutes later, Bruce finally finished the class and checked the homework. After he turned around and left, two limp noodles came out of the cabinet.

Red Hood sat on the ground, panting and saying, "I was scared to death. He was just a little bit away from finding out!"

Red Robin was more sober than him, so he reflected, "Why should we be afraid of him? We haven't even been so afraid of Batman!"

"How should I know? When you were in the cabinet just now, you were shaking more than me!"

"I just think it's too evil for him to put his hand directly into the abdominal cavity to check the incision!" Red Robin said in a self-destructive way, "I can't describe it, but the way he dissected the body just now made me feel that if we were discovered by him, we would be lying on the dissection table!"

Red Hood nodded vigorously, indicating his agreement with his idea.

They had never seen Bruce's gesture just now on Batman. Batman doesn't kill people, won't let them see the body, and won't let them see him dissecting the body.

Although they knew that all the actions Bruce did were actually for medical academic purposes, and he was not as evil as some serial killers who played with corpses, they still couldn't help but connect the two together, and then a completely different fear arose from the contradictory feelings.

Humans will panic or erupt in other emotions in an environment beyond common sense, and if they are very calm in the face of a certain environment, it proves that this environment is acceptable and familiar to them-Bruce just acted too calmly.

This made the two imaginative Robins have some terrible ideas. Reason told them that it was impossible, but they didn't have much reason left now.

Red Robin looked at Harley and asked tentatively: "You just said that this mental hospital was funded by Bruce Wayne?"

"Not only that, this mental hospital was designed by him personally. From the building structure to the material selection, he finalized it. Of course, the operation mode was also established by him."

"So, getting the body from the gang is also......"

Harley nodded and said, "Who else can have this kind of way except Wayne?"

After that, she led the two to the window. Harley opened the curtains, and what came into the eyes of Red Robin and Red Hood was a continuous building on the entire island.

In addition to the one they were in, there were at least a dozen different buildings scattered all over the island. From the appearance of the buildings, it can be seen that they have different functions. This place is like an independent world with complete facilities.

Before the two asked, Harley introduced them.

"The building we are in is the regular inpatient department of Arkham Hospital. It has seven floors above and below ground, including more than 600 regular wards and more than 100 special care wards, as well as a two-story patient activity center. The basement is a cold storage for corpses."

"As you can see, the people living here are all terrible serial killers, but they are not that terrible. Look over there, the semi-circular building with a helicopter landing pad on the roof is a sanatorium."

"The sanatorium is full of celebrities, including scholars, wealthy people, and even nobles."

"They don't live here all the time. They only come here to attend academic conferences when invited by professors, or vacation here for one to two weeks in late autumn every year."

"Of course, they also have little hobbies similar to those of patients in regular wards. The higher the floor, the higher the social class, whether it is social status or professional level. I heard that a cannibal living on the top floor is a count."

Harry introduced some living facilities of Arkham Hospital in bits and pieces, including the cafeteria activity area, conference center, etc.

Red Robin looked far away and saw that the entire island was not surrounded by buildings only, but there were three or four buildings in the distance.

"There." Harley pointed to a whole square building complex in the distance and said, "See it? There is a separate bridge leading to the buildings in the North District, where the Gotham gang leaders are active."

Red Hood and Red Robin stood in front of the window and saw that Harley was pointing to a brightly lit building area, where tall buildings stood in rows and neon lights shone. Even in the middle of the night, there were searchlights lighting up the dark night sky.

"There are mansions, dance halls, casinos, bars, etc. that gang leaders need for socializing. People from the twelve families and gang leaders will exchange information and intelligence there. All their cooperation and business since the beginning of this year have been negotiated there."

"And over there." Harley changed direction again, and Red Hood and Red Robin looked in the direction she pointed.

Over there is a slightly quiet low-rise circular building area, located in the densest forest on the entire island. It is blocked by lush plants, and the specific situation is a little unclear, but you can still see a large airport in the center.

"It is the largest and most luxurious mercenary distribution park in the world so far. You can find any mercenary in the world who is open to hire there. Even if they are not there, there must be someone who can contact them."

"And the way I want to tell you to get out of here is to just make a phone call and find a mercenary to escort you out. It's simple, convenient and fast. Since you helped me finish my homework in time, I'll treat you this time."

Red Hood and Red Robin looked at each other, and Red Hood smacked his lips and said, "We will pay you back."

"Thank you for bandaging us, Miss. It's our duty to help you complete your homework. It would be better if the process was not so scary." Red Robin smiled at Harley and said, "We owe you this time. Before we leave, we are ready to serve you at any time."

Harley waved her hand and said righteously, "Okay, I didn't expect you to be so tactful. It seems that I really have to bleed this time."

"Wait, I will definitely call a professional for you!"

Three minutes later, a figure appeared on the roof of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital. Five minutes later, two neat screams came from the building.

"Death Knell??!!!!"