"I suspect that Zatara and Sargon died of murder and were killed by spies." Harley said seriously.
They were lying on the sofa tiredly, pressing their temples with their hands, and asked casually: "What other wonderful ideas do you have?"
Harry frowned, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who talks nonsense?"
"You can turn the dead into alive, and turn giant ferocious beasts into little black beans." Xanadu said calmly.
“In that case, I’ll take my leave.” Harry turned cold and prepared to leave.
Shangdu straightened up, took her arm, and said with a wry smile: "I am at the scene of the channeling ceremony. Everyone is connected and spiritually integrated. There is no possibility of spies."
Harley sarcastically said: “Since you are so confident in your own judgment, why are there such big flaws in the psychic ritual?
Two of the masters closest to the gods died.
Seven of the remaining masters and archmages went crazy, and five became completely useless.
You actually accepted it as a matter of course? It’s unimaginable.”
The carelessness on Xanadu's face disappeared, and he asked in surprise: "What evidence do you have?"
“You should ask me where the spies come from.”
Harley was a little worried about Xanadu's IQ.
How did this woman live to be over a thousand years old?
Well, the reason why you have been able to survive from the time of King Arthur to the present has never been based on intelligence or outstanding ability, but on all kinds of stubbornness and all kinds of unrestrained.
For example, after being abandoned by her "creditors" many times and losing her magic power, she even worked as the humblest concubine in order to make a living.
You must know that she was a forest fairy who was aloof and admired by thousands of people!
Another example, in the era of "witch hunts" when the church was rampant, a rural pastor without extraordinary powers could kidnap and burn to death his girlfriend who was having sex with her.
She watched from the sidelines, but did not dare to save people.
Later, Xanadu simply went to the ‘second sister’ of the Endless family.
The second sister is death.
So, even though she is a little stupid and has no abilities, she has avoided death and lived safely until now.
“Whose spy?”
Harley said: “There is also a hidden SS in the wizarding group. Even the Great Witch Master doesn’t know his identity, but he participated in all the core plans of the wizarding group.
For example, the black pearl that wakes up the little black bean.
For example, the magic circle of the final ceremony.
For example, by forging the frequency map of extraordinary events on Earth, the alliance misjudged the time when Little Black Bean would wake up."
“Is there such a person?” Xiandu was shocked.
“The key is that most of these existences are disguised as good people and hidden in the Wizards’ Council.
I even guessed that he was one of the wizards who participated in the joint channeling that day." Harry said.
"I can't imagine, the information you revealed is too terrible." Xanadu held his head and groaned, "Harley, you should find someone else, I can't handle this kind of thing."
Harry rolled his eyes, "Do you know why I said this to you?"
"Why?"
"Because among the veteran wizards, I only trust you. Constantine and Zatanna are certainly fine, but their knowledge and abilities are not as good as yours," said Harry.
“Thank you for trusting me, but” Xanadu was confused, “I still can’t imagine that a great master of magic actually works as an undercover agent.”
“In your opinion, what kind of person is suitable to be an undercover agent?” Harley asked.
Everyone looked at her directly, "Like you, you are not very strong, but you are cunning and cunning."
Harry said with a dull face: "Do you know the psychic wizard Gorky?"
“He is an amiable gentleman.” Xanadu said with twinkling eyes.
Harry stared at her for a long time, "Do you have a leg?"
None of them were happy to say: "Don't say it so harshly, we once had a very serious love affair."
"What you said doesn't sound serious." Harley glanced at her and said coolly: "Gorky is one of the ace spies of the Wizarding Group in the Wizarding Council."
“Shit, are you sure?”
Even being surrounded and killed by the higher-ups of the wizard group, he narrowly escaped death."
"I'm too lazy to explain to you that the secrets he tortured were not real secrets. Survival is the same as not dying. I just want to say that I saw Gorky at the headquarters of the wizard group."
Xiadu returned to his senses and said thoughtfully: "Did you also hear about the Hidden Wave SS from the Great Witch Lord? That's definitely not wrong.
But why did he want to make trouble during the channeling ceremony?
At that time, the wizards and I were already hiding on Earth to avoid a direct confrontation with Little Black Bean.
Killing us will not be beneficial to the overall situation.
And, how did he do it? We are not ordinary people."
Harley guessed: “Your two questions actually have only one answer.
He is borrowing the magic and spiritual power of Little Black Bean to complete the distortion of his own magic.
You are all his filter.
He had not appeared in the Sahara Cave before, and probably wanted to wait and see the magical distortion effects of other members of the wizarding group.
Later, I announced in public that the core theory of the Wizarding Group was completely correct.
He was tempted.
Then, I declared that the level of the original power of Little Black Bean is too high.
I just did some simple tricks, and finally the entire wizard group was transformed into energy.
He was worried.
So, there was that joint channeling.”
"Wait!" Xanadu raised his hand to interrupt her, "The person who organized us to engage in joint channeling was Zatara, and the original idea seemed to come from Constantine."
“As an excellent undercover agent, he has ten thousand ways to achieve his goals without attracting attention.” Harley frowned.
Everyone looked at her for a long time and nodded: "You are an expert in this field. Since you said so, I completely believe it. You continue."
Harley said with a dull face: "In joint channeling, everyone's mental power is connected together to form a natural magic energy filtering system.
He is the hidden SS of the wizard group. He has participated in the design of the final sacrifice circle. He must know how to summon or introduce the origin of the little black bean.
If he can't bear it, he will transfer the pressure to you.
As it turns out, he was right.
If you didn’t top the tank, the moment Little Black Bean caught his attention, he would be ignited into a torch.
I even suspect that Zatara and Sargon were ritual sacrifices.
I even suspect that he not only completed the distortion of magic power that day, but also "cleansed" his soul.
If my above guess is true, then at this time, he will definitely be completely transformed and his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes."
“Who is he?” Xanadu asked solemnly.
"That's why I'm looking for you. You go and test each one to see whose magic power has changed the most among the survivors that day." Harley said.
“I’m a little afraid, why don’t you go directly to Xiao Heidou and ask him who that person is.” Xanadu said.
Harry said calmly: "Don't say I don't know how to cross the abyss of hell and enter the lower sunless sea.
Now I don’t even dare to go near hell.
Because of envy, jealousy, hatred, and random reasons, countless demons want to slap me to death.
Furthermore, no matter who the black hand is, he is just your enemy and has little to do with me.
There is no reason for you to let me take all the risks while you are happy on the side.”
"Call Zatanna, I can't do it alone." Xanadu said helplessly.
“It’s up to you.” Harley stood up and prepared to leave.
“By the way, I think that blindfolded stranger, Tanarak, is very suspicious.
You can arrest him, interrogate his soul, and check his memory," she said.
“Because he exposed the fact that you have the Heaven Card?” Xanadu said with a twitching corner of his mouth.
Harry said sternly: "He obviously has evil intentions!
Knowing that the heaven card can't save Zatala, who has long been dead for many days, but also said in the general court, let me be stunned by the wizards, hostile, isolated. "
“You are too glorious, that’s why you are hated by others.” Xanadu nodded.
“Well, not being jealous is mediocre. I’ve been used to this since I was a gymnast.”
I don’t know if Xanadu and others are limited in their ability, or if the mastermind behind the scenes is too good at hiding. In the following years, the news of “the last hidden wave of SS in the wizarding group” has already spread in the magic world, making everyone aware of it, but no one has ever heard of it.
Get him out.
Harry has not been living an ordinary life in the past few years.
Whether she is on earth or in the magical world, she has done several great things.
However, compared to the big events in other people's eyes, Hallie is more proud of her trip to China in 2008.
She realized her childhood wish of "returning to China to show off in 2008".
However, not as an athlete.
In 2007, she became the mayor of Gotham and launched a major plan to "adjust Gotham's industrial structure."
To put it bluntly, some low-value-added traditional industries will be transferred to other cities or even abroad, and the main focus will be on the development of service industries and high-tech industries.
In this process, she represented Gotham and carried out very in-depth cooperation with the Great Celestial Empire.
For example, Gotham and China have established an economic strategic partnership that goes beyond sister cities.
So, she didn’t need to buy a plane ticket the next year, she would just run there by herself, and someone would send her the invitation letter.
That taste
Being held up as a big leader is definitely a hundred times more comfortable than an athlete
In 2013, one afternoon in mid-July.
An airport in the southwest of China.
A Gulfstream G500 landed on the runway as smoothly as silk, and its speed naturally slowed down.
Seeing the obvious Wayne logo on the bright white fuselage, at the edge of the airport, a "tramp" wrapped in a turban suddenly stood up, with uncontrollable enthusiasm flashing in his deep, slightly aged eyes.
Especially when the plane stopped, a middle-aged man in a suit who was close to fifty years old hurriedly jumped out of the cabin. Seeing the familiar face with a few wrinkles, the homeless man couldn't help it anymore, took off his turban and coat, and ran over quickly.
“Afu!”
“Master!”
Under the setting sun, one gentleman, one slovenly, and two "middle-aged men" ran towards each other. A string of crystals fell from the corners of their eyes, twinkling in the sunlight.
“Afu!”
“Master!”
They met and grabbed each other's arms.
They stared at each other and looked at each other, speechless and choked.
“Afu, your hair has turned gray.” Bruce sighed with emotion.
“Master, your chin is square, you have a big beard, you are taller and stronger.” Ah Fu said with tears in his eyes.
At this time, several leaders from China came over to say a few words. Bruce waved goodbye to them and entered the cabin with Ah Fu.
After refueling, the Wayne Group's private jet slowly took off again.
“It’s been almost seven years, time flies so fast.”
Ah Fu stared at his young master, feeling that he couldn't get enough of him.
“It’s not that exaggerated, it’s only six years and two months.” Bruce smiled.
“It’s been long enough, I feel like a lifetime has passed.” Afu sighed.
“No, my life has just begun.”
Bruce has stars twinkling in his eyes.
"Yes, you are still young, and a bright future is waiting for you. Gotham will welcome back its own prince." Afu said excitedly.
Bruce was silent for a moment and asked: "How is everything in Gotham?"
“Haven’t you watched the news these years?” Afaqi asked.
“I’ve only read a few Chinese newspapers in the past few days, and I think the news is a bit fake,” Bruce said.
“Are the Chinese people trying to smear our rice emperor?” Ah Fu looked solemn.
“No, they spoke too well of Gotham. Among cities of the same size, Gotham actually has the lowest crime rate?!
Also said that Gotham is a model of modern city.
The photos in the newspaper don’t look much like Gotham,” Bruce said.
Ah Fu had a strange expression, "Master, have you ever thought that the newspaper didn't lie at all?"
“But I have only been away for less than seven years! And the reason why I left is to grasp the power that can pull Gotham out of the abyss.” Bruce said excitedly.
Ah Fu didn’t know what to say in order to make the young master realize the reality without hurting him.
“Master, haven’t you given up on your dream of being a cross-dressing hero?” he asked softly.
Bruce mused: "After the Court of Owls was wiped out by Harley, I stood in front of my parents' graves and swore to avenge them by protecting others from the same tragic fate."