The best fighting arena in the world, Rooftop Garden.
Surrounded by flowers, there are two lounge chairs and a white lacquered wooden table.
Harley and Ivy lay comfortably on the chairs, enjoying the warmth of the spring sunshine while eating washed fruits from the basket on the table.
Jim Gordon, wearing two thick dark circles under his eyes, squatted on the pony next to him.
"You are too inefficient and wasted two days.
Truman returned to Gotham at noon yesterday.
If you had informed me earlier, I could have started monitoring him last night.
Maybe he met with someone important just last night!" Harley asked with a frown.
She really guessed it right.
Many "Trumans" wake up the owl priest only once in their lifetime - the day they first take over.
Gordon said weakly: "Eighty-five corpses of top dignitaries, do you know how I got here in the past two days?
I feel like I’ve been in hell for a million years!”
Looking at his pale and blue cheeks, Harry couldn't stop criticizing him for being imbecile.
An ordinary person who used black magic 85 times in two days... is still alive, which is already very rare.
Gordon asked weakly again: "Are you sure it's Truman? There are six souls not in hell."
"This 'Sanjay' is the founder of the Gunga Dinner restaurant chain. He is a pure Indian. His soul has gone to who knows which Indian god.
And this lady, Emily, is even crazier than Martha Wayne.
The inheritance left by her father had been squandered on philanthropy decades ago.
Today, I spend 364 of the 365 days a year volunteering in Africa."
"Ms. Emily went to heaven, can that be ruled out?" Gordon said.
Harley tapped the document lightly and thought to herself: Maybe, it’s time to go to heaven and inquire about it, so as not to miss a hidden BOSS.
"Based on your 'hero detective' sixth sense, is there anything wrong with that Truman?"
Gordon nodded slightly, "I think there's something wrong with him."
Then, he told the story of Truman blurting out the "Gallvin" family secret.
"Knowing the secrets of the Galavan family is nothing in itself, it may be a coincidence.
But there was something about his eyes and expression at that time..."
Gordon made unconscious gestures with his hands and murmured: "When an old actor appears in a movie, you can tell whether he is good or bad, stupid or virtuous through his eyes and expressions.
The feeling that Truman gave me was very consistent with the image of the mastermind controlling the court."
Harley thought deeply: "He was not in Gotham before. If there is really a core member of the court in the Truman family, it should be his father."
"Uh..." Gordon was stunned.
"Is my feeling wrong?" he asked blankly.
Harley shook her head slightly, "No, it's more suspicious. If you were just an ordinary second generation, you wouldn't be qualified to inherit your father's position in the court.
This is more reasonable now.
By the way, where does he work now?"
“He said he ‘was’ a soldier, but I checked and found that he is still a lieutenant colonel in the Pentagon’s Advanced Weapons Technology Department.
A proper military position is to be a soldier." Gordon thought thoughtfully.
Harry smiled, "It seems that in the past two days, that is, during the period after Dad's death, he has determined his future of being transferred out of the military.
Let's see, if he goes back to Gotham, he becomes..."
She chewed the strawberry between her teeth, thought for a moment, and said vaguely: "Gordon, I think he will enter a key department that is inconspicuous but very powerful."
"Why are you thinking so much? After all, there are only four of us. Can't we just keep an eye on them all?" Ivy frowned.
Gordon shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's not four people, it's four families.
A century-old wealthy family has spread out and has dozens or hundreds of people. It is difficult to monitor them.
If you miss a few side branches, you may miss the clue."
Harley said: "Go back first and wait for my follow-up orders."
"Order? I'm not your subordinate." Gordon frowned.
"Oh, that's wrong. You go back and wait for the follow-up cooperation tasks." Harley said with a faint smile.
Why don't you just change the term?
Gordon left with a confused look on his face.
...
Half an hour later, meditate in the room.
Harry sat cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, holding a large cross in his hand, communicating with the voice of heaven again, and his consciousness entered the ethereal, distant, vast and sacred realm of Silver City.
"Great Voice of Heaven, what price do I have to pay to know all the secrets of the Court of Owls?" Harley probed skillfully.
If you don't even know how strong the enemy is and just charge in and fight, that would be foolish.
Regardless of whether God has dark hands or a dark heart, at least one thing is certain. The voice of the sky knows many secrets of the DC universe, and basically will not lie to others... at best, he will play word games.
"Based on your current merits, if you increase it a million times, it will be almost enough."
Tianzhi's voice had no emotion or color at all and spoke in a dull tone.
Harley originally spent 100,000 in exchange for "God's Stick", but spent 90,000 and was left with 10,000.
When the terminal transformation first appeared, she asked "if she was targeted by the Supreme and how to deal with it." She spent a sum of money to exchange for the Seal of Heaven (PS), and exchanged it for the power of Heaven several times, either to heal her wounds or to use reverse magic.
For the power of blood...
All in all, there are still over 7,000 meritorious deeds left.
A million times.
Seven billion...
Harry's hair stood on end, and his heart immediately recoiled.
That day she asked about the secret of the Ninth Metal, and it only cost tens of thousands of merits.
The Court of Owls, a mere mortal organization, has far-reaching influence and significance than regular metal...
It's definitely not how powerful or mysterious the mortals are, it must be the "Owl God" behind him.
"The Owl God is not some wild god from another dimension, but a supreme being at the multiverse level?!" Harley realized.
I wonder if Tian Zhisheng feels aggrieved right now.
Just asking for the price once revealed a huge secret that affects the pattern of the multiverse...
However, Harley also knew the importance of the situation. If she didn't encounter any trouble, she would ask Tianzhi to "bug" it.
"Boss Zawulie, Boss Zawulie!"
Once again, Harley started calling her boss.
"Hey, you condensed into shape."
A surprised and gentle male voice sounded in front of him, and Harley saw Zauliel for the third time.
The first time it was the stranger who took her to heaven, and the second time it was Zaw who went to the border of hell to snatch the soul of the Holy Spirit.
Other times, one could only hear her voice but not see her form - Zaulie said that she was right opposite him, but she was just like an ant under the soles of his feet, unable to see the "person's" face clearly.
Now......
Harley looked down, and sure enough she saw her own body that was as illusory as a cloud of smoke - her mental power had been unable to condense into a physical form before.
"The last time I saw you, I felt that your soul and body were several times stronger. Today, your mental power is even more condensed." Zhaulie said.
The last time I met Boss Zha, I asked him if he had ever snatched Astra's soul back... At that time, she took a lot of "will defense experience" from Constantine.
From then to now, she has practiced in seclusion for three months, specializing in concentrating her mental thoughts. Finally, she unified all her thoughts, sent away all the dead souls except Andy, and almost gave birth to the first ray of magic.
"I have been successful in my cultivation recently."
Harley looked at Zawulie carefully and felt that his body was radiating "heat" as thick as a steelmaking pool.
She has indeed grown a lot. She didn't feel anything when she faced the archangel before.
"What do you want from me?" Zaulie asked.
Harley quickly named six names, including "Sanjay" who was previously confirmed to return to the embrace of the Indian god.
"I want to know if they went to heaven?"
Then, she told the time of the explosion the day before yesterday.
There was a troubled expression on Zauliel's face.
He wanted to refuse.
But in the end, he still let his thoughts sink into the "Golden Temple" (the residence of God) in the center of Silver City.
"Sanjay went to Shiva, Keplan slowly died in Limbo, Oster went to Anubis's disk, Emily..."
Zaulie hesitated for a moment, "Emily is a little special, stuck in the dream country, I don't know the specific situation.
Harris Truman and Adam Parker went to an unknown alien god.
Or stuck in a gap in time and space.
Or, if a soul contract is signed during life, the soul immediately returns to the creditor after death...
There are many possibilities, but I am sure that they are not in heaven, nor in any death country that I am familiar with."
"You..." Harley swallowed her "saliva" and exclaimed: "Boss Zha, you are so capable, you even have information about the kingdom of alien gods.
Could it be that a few major religions believe in the Kingdom of God and still engage in data sharing?”
“As long as you recite the name of God or Christ during your lifetime, no matter what your faith, it will be recorded in the Golden Holy Book of the Golden Hall.
In this way, Silver City can know the situation of the believers of the Ability God, but the Ability God knows nothing about us." Zaulie said proudly.
Hallie's mouth twitched a few times and asked: "Does saying 'Omaika' count as reciting the name of God?"
"Of course."
Harley was speechless.
That golden holy book is more overbearing than the actions of Duoduo, Dongdong and Bao in the future to eavesdrop on users’ “keywords”.
It seems that there is no essential difference between believing in God and being a capitalist.
After a few words of murmuring in her mind, the matter passed, and Halli began to seriously think about the information in Zaulie's words.
First, Truman can be identified as a key surveillance target, followed by Adam Parker.
Only two goals can save a lot of effort.
Secondly, Emily is stuck in the Kingdom of Dreams... She knows that there are eight major realms of gods and demons in Limbo, and the Kingdom of Dreams is one of the four major realms.
But this was her first contact with things or people related to the Kingdom of Dreams.
"Why didn't Emily go to heaven?" she asked curiously.
Zhaulie said: "Heaven is divided into two levels: the upper Silver City and the lower heaven. Do you know?"
The lower heaven is the boundary between Limbo and Silver City, similar to the shadow realm between Hell and Limbo.
"Only true believers can enter the upper Silver City.
Not only does one’s behavior conform to God’s teachings, one must also be in perfect harmony with one’s thoughts and ideas.
The lower heaven is mainly prepared for kind and good people. Even if you don't believe in God, you can get a place there.
Emily can enter the bottom paradise, but in her heart she yearns more for the kingdom of dreams.
Throughout her life, she has been building dreams and weaving hope for people in suffering.
Even if he did not know the existence of the Lord of Dreams and the Kingdom of Dreams, his actions and thoughts were consistent with the teachings, and after his death he went to the Kingdom of Dreams, which represents hopes and dreams.”
"That's it..." Harley suddenly realized.
"What does it mean to be stuck in the land of dreams?" she asked again.
A look of hesitation appeared on Zhauliel's face again, "You don't need to know the secret of this supreme existence."
Harry said speechlessly: "This sentence has revealed enough information. Let's finish it in one breath. It has nothing to do with heaven anyway."
Zaulie sighed: "The master of the dream kingdom, the dream god Morpheus, has lost contact.
After losing its master, the Kingdom of Dreams fell into chaos, and Emily could not enter the "Land of Green Grass".
Well, green pastures are paradise in the land of dreams.”
"What does missing contact mean?" Harley thought she was hearing something.
"Gone, lost." Zhaulie said with a wooden face.
"Can a supreme being get lost?" Harley asked doubtfully.
"Maybe he is trapped by another supreme being, maybe he is hiding somewhere for fun, who knows?
Anyway, I don't know.
If you have nothing else to do, just leave." Zaulie said impatiently.
"Last question, my damn dad has been following me around and it's very annoying. Can you use a back door to connect him to heaven, or to the Yongzhen Paradise dungeon?"