There was a sudden strange noise in the basement, and then Mu En, who was in void mode, saw a secret door suddenly opened in the basement.
A bald doctor in a white coat walked out of the secret passage with his hands behind his back.
Behind him were two caregivers also wearing white coats. They were carrying a stretcher, and lying on the stretcher was a comatose bald patient.
"What are they doing?"
The abnormal behavior of these people made Mu En a little curious. Maybe these people were related to the owl.
Following up, Mu En, who was in void mode, didn't worry about being discovered by anyone at all, and followed the doctor quietly.
After passing through the basement where a large number of corpses were hung, they came to an operating room filled with various tools.
"Secure him, I don't want any problems with this operation!"
The doctor, wearing surgical equipment, gave instructions to the two caregivers, but the two caregivers remained silent, seemingly used to this kind of thing.
Mu En stood aside and watched their actions quietly. The two caregivers tied the patient up with ropes and took out a dose of anesthetic to inject the patient.
After their preparations were completed, the doctor took the skull drill and began the operation.
Drill holes were drilled into the patient's skull, and then the doctor used a milling cutter and a wire saw to open the patient's skull.
After finishing all this, the doctor put down the tools in his hands and picked up the scalpel from the side.
And Mu En finally understood what this doctor was trying to do. He was removing the patient's prefrontal lobe.
This doctor had very superb surgical skills, which reminded Mu En of the corpses in the basement. Those corpses probably did not die normally, and they may have contributed to this doctor's surgical skills.
The operation was very successful. The frontal lobe was successfully removed. After suturing the patient's wound, the doctor put down the tools in his hand and ordered:
"Send him back and pay attention to his condition recently."
The two nurses still didn't answer. They carried the patient on the stretcher and walked towards the operating room.
The doctor walked out of the operating room carrying the surgical tray containing the patient's frontal lobe.
Mu En followed him and left through the secret door with them.
After walking out of the secret door, Mu En discovered that on the other side of the secret door was a utility room in the medical area.
The nurse carried the patient towards the ward, while the doctor carried the tray towards another room.
Mu En also walked in. He wanted to know what this guy was going to do with his frontal lobe?
The doctor's room was very large, and Mu En also learned his name from the list on his desk, Hugo Strange.
"If I remember correctly, this guy doesn't seem to be a good person."
He had a little impression of who Hugo Strange was, and it seemed that many of Bruce's enemies were created by this guy.
"The enemy of Little Bat?" Mu En looked at this guy with interest.
But Hugo knew nothing about it. He came to the window with a plate. Soon, an owl appeared at the window.
"Huh? This owl is here to find him?"
This owl is too familiar to him. Isn't this the same one that took him to Arkham Asylum before?
Under Mu En's curious gaze, Hugo placed the plate in front of the owl and said with a smile:
"You've been waiting for a long time, here's your dinner."
The owl was not polite and pecked at the frontal lobe on the plate, making a crisp sound on the plate.
"It turns out that he brought that thing back just for the owl."
Now Mu En understood why the owl flew here. Maybe it was attracted by the food given by Hugo.
When everything on the plate was eaten, the owl flapped its wings and flew away into the distance.
Mu En also left Hugo's room and walked toward the city center.
"Speaking of which, Little Bat's future is worrying. Almost all of his future enemies will be perverts."
He has already met Hugo, and this smiling bald head who feeds owls with his frontal lobe can only be said to be one of Bruce's countless enemies in his heroic career.
Yes, Hugo is not a strong enemy at all among Bruce's many enemies.
He is a very smart person who is well versed in psychology. He always uses people's psychology to achieve his own goals and create chaos for Bruce.
"It's really interesting. I don't know how dire straits Gotham will be in the future."
He is looking forward to what kind of changes will happen to Gotham when Bruce, who has been trained by himself, chooses to become Batman?
Will there be an even crazier clown, or will there be a Bateman with unparalleled combat power?
…
"Mo En, can you teach me how to throw darts now? Alfred has already got my darts back!"
Bruce held a box in his hand, which contained a kunai exactly like Moon's. This was specially customized by Alfred for Bruce.
Of course, apart from being sharp, none of these kunai are edged. This is to protect Bruce.
Moon is an adult and a darts master. The kunai he uses is very lethal, but this does not mean that Bruce can do it as well. He must consider Bruce's safety.
Picking up a kunai in the box, Mu En played with it in her hands, and the depression in her heart about not finding the Court of Owls gradually subsided.
With a twist of his wrist, the small kunai followed the swing of his arm and shot towards the wall on the side.
Ding~
This unopened kunai was firmly nailed to the wall.
"Not bad. It seems that Fu has put a lot of effort into your kunai."
With the force of his throwing just now, if the material was any different, it would definitely fly away.
"Since you want to learn so much, I won't refuse!"
While demonstrating, Mu En explained to Bruce, and Bruce listened very seriously, which made Alfred, who was standing at the door, smile.
He knew that Mu En could help Master Bruce get out of his sorrow.
It has to be said that Bruce's learning talent is really strong. In just a few days, he can master the dart throwing skills very well. Even if he sometimes cannot nail the kunai to the dart board, it is because of his young age and strength.
caused by weakness.
And this also reminded Mu En of Tony, who specializes in manufacturing dart cheating devices. This guy's scientific research talent is indeed very strong, but his mastery of dart throwing skills is really terrible.
We are both rich, so why is the gap so big?
While Moon was thinking wildly, Alfred came over with tea.
"It seems that Master Bruce likes the dart throwing skills you taught him very much." He then brought a cup of black tea to Mu En. "Now he should be able to get over the sadness of the death of the master and his wife."
He doesn't want Bruce to be immersed in sadness all the time. Bruce is the heir to the Wayne family and he must be strong enough.
"Well, this may be attributed to his talent." After tasting the lipstick tea, Mu En smiled and said: "It only takes a few days to be able to use throwing skills proficiently. This is not something ordinary people can do."