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Chapter 12 The Scarecrow's Lifeline

"...Is spider silk used for this?"

Seeing the star singer Xuexi bound up in a unique way by Cindy, Connors was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Harley Quinn's eyes lit up as she looked at the bound Sheryl, then she turned to Cindy Moon:

"How do you tie it? Teach me!"

As for Sheryl, who was tied up and hanging in the air, neither Harley nor Cindy gave her a second glance.

"You..." Connors looked at the star singer and was at a loss for what to do, so he simply picked up a leaf.

The leaf grew rapidly in my hand, then was rolled into a ball and stuffed into the mouth of the star singer Xuexi, blocking it completely.

To ensure it was completely sealed, Connors even left two ropes on the ball to tie behind Sheki's head.

The bitter sap from the leaves made Xuexi frown, and her mouth felt incredibly uncomfortable from being stretched so much that tears streamed down her face.

At this point, Connors ignored her and quickly climbed to a high place, waiting for the scarecrow to arrive.

Even faster than him was Cindy Moon. The girl put on her red mask and rushed out with extraordinary agility, before Connors could even stop her.

Harley Quinn threw away the saw blade she had been holding, and watched as Connors and Cindy disappeared. Then she turned around and saw that the star singer, Sheryl, who was bound in a fancy way with spider silk, was also gone. Only a patch of frost was left in the spot, still radiating cold air.

In a daze, Harley Quinn seemed to see a group of Batmen, but then they disappeared.

Harley Quinn quickly composed herself, as she saw the Scarecrow driving the tanker truck getting closer and closer, less than a hundred meters from the stadium.

During the brief moment when she and Connors Cindy were suspended in the air, Connors had already informed them of his plan.

Harley Quinn is responsible for attracting the Scarecrow's attention, while Cindy Moon is responsible for dealing with any potential helpers.

What Connors had to do was simple: lock it up.

Lock the tanker's inlet, lock the doors, lock everything that can be locked.

As a "lock-picking master", Connors can not only pick locks, but also lock certain special locks in special ways, and can even easily destroy any lock, making it impossible to open it again.

He wants to be involved in the Batman and Scarecrow drama, which may even be related to the Joker, yet he doesn't want to appear as a hero.

Based on this, Connors had no intention of using his other abilities, such as fighting or manipulating plants.

The plan is perfect; the only question is how to implement it.

Just as Cindy had predicted with her powerful spider-sense, the Scarecrow drove the tanker into the alley next to the stadium, where a long hose dangled from above, clearly indicating that someone was there to catch it.

"Hi~ Mr. Scarecrow." Harley Quinn appeared as planned to attract the scarecrow's attention.

Comics and movies are far less intuitive than seeing it in person. The scarecrow is nearly two meters tall, with long arms and legs, a burlap hood over its face, and its body is covered with medicine, tubes, and supports. Some of the tubes are connected to the tips of its ten fingers, each with a sharp needle.

"Harley Quinn?" The Scarecrow pretended to think, not calling Harley Quinn by the name she used as a psychological counselor at Arkham Asylum, but by the new name she announced to all of Gotham in front of the cameras at the reservoir that day.

"Wow, Mr. Scarecrow, I'm so grateful! Besides Little Pa, you're the first person to call me that!"

Harley Quinn said in an exaggerated manner.

The scarecrow, having recovered from its reverie, asked:

How did you know I was here?

Connors only instructed Harley to stall for time, without giving her any specific instructions; everything was up to Harley to do as she pleased.

Hearing the scarecrow ask such a question, he knew that if he answered incorrectly, he would be hit with a needle of "fear gas".

"Biu~" Harley gestured with her hand, then pointed to the closed sports track, "It's rare for so many people to gather in Gotham. If we don't make a big splash, it wouldn't be in line with our status."

Hearing Harley's words, the Scarecrow nodded in agreement:

"That's right, but in the end, it all comes down to skill. The Joker was eliminated first, and my only opponent is Batman. But you're wrong about one thing, Harley, 'us'? You're just an appendage of the Joker."

"I see~ So, esteemed Scarecrow, who were the people involved in this operation?" Harley Quinn smiled exceptionally brightly.

"Bane is four blocks away, and Penguin Dwarf only knows how to rely on his subordinates; I beat them both to it..."

As the scarecrow spoke, he reached out and caught the pipe that his underling on the high-rise building had lowered down, and walked to the back of the tanker truck to prepare to connect it.

When he discovered that the tanker truck's inlet was locked, he remembered that the key was inside the truck, so he had to return to the driver's seat.

Harley Quinn was standing nearby, and the Scarecrow, not daring to turn his back to her, was sitting in the driver's seat. Just as he was about to take out the keys to get out, Harley kicked the car door shut.

"Damn it!"

The scarecrow cursed and reached out to open the car door, but the door wouldn't budge.

The other door was also unable to be opened, and even the windows seemed to be welded shut.

Realizing something was wrong, the scarecrow immediately stepped on the gas and prepared to leave.

But with the brake pedal locked, no matter how loudly the accelerator was pressed, the car wouldn't budge.

I tried to pull the steering wheel off to smash the car window, but the steering wheel was locked.

boom! boom! boom!

He delivered three elbow strikes in quick succession, yet the car window didn't even crack. Scarecrow even saw his underlings being hung in the air, howling and screaming.

"Who exactly is it?"

The Scarecrow isn't afraid of being caught; what he fears is making thorough preparations only to find none of them useful, locking himself in the car, and then being captured by Batman. If word gets out, he'll be laughed at to death.

The thought that he couldn't let this information get out flashed through his mind, and Scarecrow immediately released his "fear gas" in the driver's seat, attempting to spread it outside through the car's air conditioning system.

However, the air conditioner was also locked.

Everything related to "locks" was fixed in place; there wasn't even a button to press inside the car.

Just when he was at his wit's end, a dashing and handsome man appeared beside the tanker like an angel; the scarecrow's lifeline had arrived.

"Do you need me to unlock it?"

"We need to!" Scarecrow shouted quickly. Every second that was delayed increased the chances of Batman appearing and the chances of others succeeding. He couldn't afford to delay any longer.

"Five million US dollars," the angelic man said.

"What?" The scarecrow didn't understand at first.

Connors cleared his throat, making sure he spoke clearly:

"Unlocking, five million US dollars per attempt. Transfer first."

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