Black Hand Over the Sky

Chapter 26 The Journey to Arkham

"Mr Anthony, are you really going in? Sean reassures himself before we reach Arkham Insane Asylum.

Anthony nodded, followed the gin to open the door from the outside, and didn't look back. "Of course, I'm pretty sure."

Watching Anthony's back disappear into his sight, Sean curled his mouth and said with a look of pity: "It's a pity that such a good partner, I'm afraid I won't see him again."

Of course, Anthony didn't know that Sean was choreographing himself behind his back, but if he did, he wouldn't care. He had more important things to do right now, and that was to meet the director of Arkham Asylum.

"Hello, Mr. Jonathan, this is Anthony from an appointment," Anthony greets the urbane figure before him with a smile.

"Hello," said Jonathan, with an equally friendly face, and then held out his hand. "Welcome, Mr. Anthony."

Anthony shook his gloved hand for a moment, then quietly withdrew and continued chatting and laughing with him. No way, this guy is the scarecrow Jonathan Crane, the famous super criminal of Gotham City in the world of Comics and CD, who knows if his hands are daubed with the kind of fear gas that can make people feel their own deep fear.

After a few pleasantries, Jonathan looked at Li Donglin with a look of curiosity and a hint of playfulness and asked, "To be honest, I have one thing that I'm curious about. You know, I'm glad Mr. Anthony came to visit us, but to tell you the truth, our institution has a bad reputation. I don't know what it is that Mr. Anthony wants to see us about. Even the Elliott family connections. '

Anthony smiled and didn't answer the question directly. Gesturing to the gin behind him, Anthony turned into the case I was carrying, took out my tight stuff and placed it on Jonathan's desk.

Jonathan took a curious look at what was in front of him. He saw that the package was in the shape of a small painting. Then, in particular, he turned his eyes back to Anthony, waiting for an explanation.

"A little present. I hope Mr. Jonathan will like it," Anthony said mysteriously.

Jonathan frowned, then took a meaningful look at the tightly wrapped item lying on his desk. Sending himself something? Listening to the other person's breath and seeing their face may be worth a lot of money, but paying attention to them is definitely worth something.

I want to see if the things you send can impress me, Jonathan is not welcome, directly open the same thing as the oil painting, it is a small size of the oil painting.

"This is... !" Jonathan to see the true character of the oil painting, surprise way: "was Mr Ronnie moose, Bosch" TheGardenofEarthlyDelights "!"

"I'm glad Mr. Jonathan likes it," Anton said with a smile.

Jonathan looked at it carefully for a moment, then carefully put it away and looked at Antony with a deep sense of meaning. "I didn't think Mr. Antony knew I liked this style of painting. That's really thoughtful."

Antony smiled and, without continuing, said the purpose of his visit. "Mr. Jonathan, the purpose of my visit to Arkham is to see Mr. Victor Fries, alone!"

"Victor? So, Mr. Anthony, you're after him, "Jonathan said after a pause, looking embarrassed." That's a little hard for me, you know, because it's easy for the rest of us, but Victor is a felon who almost froze Gotham City just after Batman arrested him. It's..."

"Fifty million dollars!" "Anthony said directly.

"What? Jonathan's eyes were greedy.

Anthony took out his checkbook, added to it, and playfully handed it to Jonathan. "Swiss bank, is that OK?"

"Sure," Jonathan quietly put the check away with a positive look on his face, then patted his chest for assurance, "but not for long."

"Yes," and a dirty business was done.

"Who are you? Victor Flix, A.K.A. DC World's freeze man, coldly looks at Anthony and Gin.

"It's not an important question, is it? Your concern should be why have we called you here? What can we do for you?" Anthony smiled and lit up a cigar. Then pulls out a pen, twists it on the table, and looks up and down at the DC world Gotham's famous villain, Cryfreeze.

Zap ~ "Whoops! Bastard!" In a monitoring room near the room, Jonathan took off his earphones and exhaled. When he recovered his strength, he screamed.

It seemed as Antony had expected. Although the crafty Jonas had openly agreed to leave Antony alone with the Freeze, he was still secretly listening in on the room. But Antony went one better, using a pen that interfered with the listening device to teach the scarecrow of Gotham's future a lesson.

"I don't think you have much to offer me, and I don't have much to talk about with your kind," said Freeze, looking Anthony and Gin up and down.

Since his mutation caused by the frozen gas leak, his senses are more acute than normal, so he can easily feel the bloody smell emanating from Anthony and Gin.

Gin, in particular, smelled like something he'd only ever felt in the super-criminal felons who lived with him in Arkham. So he didn't think there was any communication between himself and his partner.

"Don't be so sure," Anthony took a notebook from Gin, opened a video, turned it around, pushed it to Freeze's face, and smiled. "Check it out. It might surprise you."

After just taking a look at the beginning of the video, Freeze looks up at Anthony in surprise and keeps his eyes fixed on the footage, until he finally decides the video is too slow and puts it into fast-forward mode!

'Is this really the case? !" The freeze directly pounced on Anthony and grabbed him quickly: "Do you really have a cure for degenerative diseases in your hands? !"

Anthony was not offended by his rudeness. This was the reaction of a man who had frozen the earth for the sake of his wife, and who now saw the hope of her recovery. With a smile on his face, Anthony said: 'You can tell if it's true. You have to trust your professionalism, don't you?'

Freeze calmed down a bit, then went back to the table and double-checked the video to see if it was fake. He then stifled the excitement on his face and said in a deep voice to Anthony, 'What do you want?'

"You see, it's a good start, isn't it?"