Harry frowned and thought, how many houses had he been an undercover agent for, and where?
It was too much and too messy, she had to sort it out.
Only targeting the wizarding group, she seems to be an undercover agent from Hell, Heaven, and the FBI.
Zatala had tested her earlier, asking her if she still had any contact with the wizarding group, and also had the idea of letting her work as an undercover agent, but she refused.
Now there is another life parliament...
Swamp Thing is powerful and its favors are valuable.
Hallie made her decision quickly.
"Why did you find me? I have completely severed ties with the wizarding group and have never had any contact with him again." She asked curiously.
Swamp Monster chuckled and said, "Don't try to lie to me. Just three days ago, the messenger bird of the Wizarding Group came to see you."
Harry's expression changed and he looked at Ivy.
Ivy quickly shook her head, "I didn't say anything."
Harry looked at the fruit trees and flowers in the yard again, with an ugly expression on his face and said, "Are you spying on me?"
"How much time does it take to keep an eye on a person for twenty-four hours? I don't have that much energy to waste on you. I'm keeping an eye on the messenger bird." Swamp Thing said.
Harley's face slowed down, "Why does the Tree Council interfere with the giant beast?"
“If the skin is gone, how can the hair be attached? The giant ferocious beast threatens the entire multiverse.” Swamp Monster said.
Hallie felt that it was not telling the truth or that it was bragging.
The giant beast is so powerful that it threatens the multiverse. What can you do with a little vegetable salad?
Sending food?
"The wizarding group came to me to sponsor me. They learned that I have now become the Godfather of Gotham and am very wealthy. They want both money and help." Harley said.
“How much did you pay them?” Swamp Thing frowned.
“More than thirty million U.S. dollars, unlaundered black money. They also borrowed the Gotham Pier to transport shiploads of magic materials to Africa.
Even many materials that are available on the market are purchased by me." Harley said.
"Such a great help, your status in the wizarding group is not low, right?" Swamp Monster said solemnly.
“Lich Didier accepted me as his personal disciple. In addition, I was promoted to the ‘ruler’ of the wizarding group on the east coast of America.” Harley said proudly.
“The giant ferocious beast represents darkness and evil. If it destroys hell and heaven, how will the world be spared?” Swamp Monster said earnestly.
“I will hang out with whoever gives me benefits.” Harley said simply.
“The Parliament of Life represents the human world, and Swamp Monster fights for humanity.” Swamp Monster said.
Harry was very skeptical about this.
"Alec," she called him by his previous name, tentatively: "You asked me to help you in the name of dealing with darkness and evil, right?"
“Help me and you are helping humanity.”
“Hey, don’t go too far, I just want to ask, are you making demands of me in the name of dealing with darkness and evil?”
Swamp Monster thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right."
“You also said that I am your friend.” Harley asked again.
This time Swamp Thing didn't hesitate, "You saved my life and Abby's, and - by the way, how did you deal with Anton Arcane?"
“Probably doing research in a biology laboratory.”
“Ah, you let him go?” Swamp Monster was shocked.
“No, be studied.”
Swamp Thing’s salad face twisted, “Don’t play with fire and burn yourself.”
“I don’t expect to learn anything at all, but scientists know better how to deal with monsters.
Like you said earlier, throwing A'Kane into the sea can only seal it for a few years." Harley said.
Swamp Thing asked: "Which laboratory?"
“It used to be Indian Mountain, but now I don’t know where it is.”
Harry didn’t tell the truth this time.
She is a "super criminal" investigator, Anton Akane is a proper super criminal, so naturally, she has to be given to the FBI.
However, in order to hide her identity, she directly gave the ‘Arcane Mince’ to Dr. Hugo, and then informed Sister Laurie.
Sister Laurie contacted the military director of Indian Hill - yes, there is a court in Indian Hill, but the laboratory theoretically belongs to Wayne and is a joint project between Wayne and the military. However, the owl is built in Wayne Enterprises.
The nest.
Hugo Strange, the head of the laboratory, was selected by Caitlin as a preliminary member of the court.
Now Anton Akane has entered the Red Room Laboratory—the most powerful laboratory in DC where Cyborg was born.
“Well, no matter what happens to Anton, you finally helped the green of all things solve a big problem, so I sincerely regard you as a friend.” Swamp Monster said sincerely.
Harry smiled and said, "Since we are friends, I am willing to be honest with you.
You make demands of me in the name of dealing with darkness and evil, and I can grant them to you.
But as a friend, if I call you and seek help from you in the future in the name of dealing with darkness and evil, don’t refuse me, okay?”
Swamp Monster is dumb, can he say no to such a reasonable and high-sounding request?
But it suddenly felt a little regretful.
Perhaps the price he will pay in the future will be much higher than the value of the information about the wizarding group obtained from Harley.
…
That night, at two o'clock in the morning, Harley and Ivy entered the Owl Airship together.
The Limbo engine started, and the spaceship instantly jumped into the shadow realm and rushed out of the water tower like a phantom.
From the gray-white shadow world, three lines of blue, white and blood-red light were pulled out, spanning more than ten kilometers, to the sky above a twenty-four-story high-end apartment building in the Upper East Side.
The luxurious penthouse, lowered in height and two meters close to the rooftop, with a hanging garden below, was the home of old Truman and the residence of Daniel Truman and his wife at this time.
“Andy, let’s go in and take a look. First look for the secret room. If there is no secret room, then look for the vault.” Harley said to the air next to her.
Even after hearing Harley explain it many times, Ivy still shrank her neck and had goosebumps on her back.
“He, he’s gone?” she asked in a low voice.
"Well, Andy is more obedient than when he was alive. If he didn't follow me all the time..." Harley looked complicated.
"found it."
“What?” Harry was surprised.
“What?” Ivy was confused.
Harley looked at the Hanged Man Andy, "Isn't it too fast?"
“I am a ghost and can pass through walls. If I blow around the house like the wind, I can find any secret room instantly.” Andy stuck out his tongue and said proudly.
This guy can be really useful at some point, if he stays further away and never bothers her...
Harley, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was thinking wildly in her mind, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the monitor on the driver's seat.
Then she suddenly froze and stared at the radar scanner.
A strange thought arose in her mind.
“Perhaps you can give it a try.” A strange smile appeared on Harry’s lips.
“What to try?” Andy and Ivy asked at the same time.
“Andy, is the secret room big? Can you stop the spacecraft?”
Andy shook his head, "Hidden behind the wardrobe in the bedroom, it's only the size of a double bed."
“What’s in it?”
“I’ll go take a look.” Andy disappeared like Piao.
After half an hour, it floated back and said: "There are tens of thousands of dollars in cash, real estate certificates, stocks and bonds...
These are all normal.
The only problem is a crystal ball the size of a pineapple, on which I feel a power more evil than hell."
Harry thought thoughtfully, "Truman has no magic power in his body. If he wants to use a magic crystal ball, he must contact the devil or the devil's priest through a spell."
“We’ve found the right person!” Ivy said excitedly.
Harry nodded slightly, "Let's go to Parker's house again."
The Parker family also has a secret room, but no magic or sacrificial items were found, and there was only a white mask in the safe in the secret room.
“Are you a fan of masquerade?”
Hallie first thought of having a mask party.
Soon, she overturned her guess, "No, if it was really a mask for a masked person, he shouldn't have collected just one, but an exhibition hall with countless masks.
There is no need to hide in a secret room and prepare a special safe.”
Harley turned to Ivy with a strange look on her face, "Jerome is really our lucky star. He killed two owls in one go, and both of them have a very high status."
“What is the white mask for?” Ivy asked curiously.
Harry smiled and said: "When attending an owl party, all members will wear masks. This is what Old Kamai told me.
Earlier, I took it for granted that they would wear owl masks, so I didn’t think of it immediately.”
“So Parker or Truman, which one should you focus on monitoring?” Ivy asked.
“Truman.”
…
Back to the fighting arena, Ivy went back to rest first.
From now on, she must always stay in touch with the seed in Truman's body.
Even in her sleep, as long as Zi Zi "hears" the sound of voices, she will be alerted immediately.
Harley stayed on the airship, glancing hesitantly between Andy and the airborne radar.
For a long time, she explained how she got the angel feathers and the functions of the feathers.
“Andy, what do you think?” she asked.
“I want to live, find me a strong body, like that Bronze Tiger!”
Andy’s dead fish eyes started to shine.
"You have very good taste." Harley sneered repeatedly, "It's a pity that you can't possess living people, or even living things."
“Why should you listen to the angels?” Andy said excitedly.
"If you don't obey me, he will come to the world and purify you completely."
Andy said dejectedly: "Can the dead man do it?"
“Any blasphemous behavior is prohibited, the angels would very much like to throw you back to hell——”
Andy rushed over, hugged her legs and cried loudly: "Harry, please, don't let me be trapped in hell forever, oooh, oh, please, hell is too painful!"
"You don't have to go to hell if you get up." Harry said.
Andy floated up and floated a few meters away - Harley often asked him not to come near her.
Harley pointed at the airborne radar and said: "Your ability to ignore physical matter is very useful. I think you can be reborn as a radar."
“Radar?” Andy’s swollen and bruised face became distorted, “Even if you let me possess an inflatable doll, it’s better than radar!”
Harley said with a dark face: "Only when you become a radar can you be useful to me."
"Harry, don't be so realistic, I am your father." Andy said aggrievedly.
“Then tell me, what do you want to become?” Harley asked.
“Can C-3PO (the golden robot in Star Wars) do it?”
“I also want a C-3PO.” Harley said with a dull face.
"Then you go to the mall and buy an Optimus Prime robot. I would rather be an Autobot...at least as a human being." Andy said.
“You must merge with a spiritual being, to put it simply, either a living creature or a demonized object.” Harley said impatiently.
"Are you sure?" Andy saw that she was getting irritable, and he felt a little scared, fearing that if she got angry, he would go to hell.
“I’m sure Aki is a magic-modified artifact spaceship.” Harley said.
“How about I fuse with the Vulcan Cannon?” Andy said.
“You Piao, what kind of Vulcan cannon do you want? Only radar is the best for you.” Harley said loudly.
"Okay..." Andy reluctantly agreed.
Harley first sent a stream of consciousness to the engine, and the spacecraft seemed to come to life, cracking open a hole, exposing the radar device in the cabin.
The radar is half a man tall and has a square shape. Andy is standing in front of it.
Harley used a knife to carve a pentagram circle in the palm of her hand, summon the flames of hell, and ignite the feathers...
The sacredness was desecrated, the pure white turned into gray and black, and the ashes carried an ominous aura and floated towards Andy.