Court of Owls

An arrow shot out like lightning, striking the Owl Man precisely in the chest, instantly electrifying his body.

The Owl Man fell heavily to the ground.

Jason, Tim, and Oliver arrived just in time.

"Who is this guy?"

As Tim spoke, he helped Dick up.

"I don't know. The three people who appeared from the manor were also killed by him, and the trail went cold."

Dick's face was grim, his brow furrowed.

"That's not necessarily true. Asking this guy is the same; he definitely knows something."

Jason said this as he walked over to the fallen Owl Man and ripped off his mask.

It was a face that bore a striking resemblance to Dick's.

"How is that possible?"

Dick's eyes widened.

"Calm down, this doesn't prove anything. There are plenty of people who look very similar."

Oliver offered words of comfort.

"... right."

Dick took a deep breath, trying to reassure himself in the same way.

But what a coincidence! What did he mean by that? Am I one of them too?

Suddenly, Dick remembered something, strode to the fitting room, opened the door, and saw a trembling figure.

"Harley Quinn, what are you doing here?"

Harley didn't hear him at all; her eyes were filled with fear, and she muttered to herself.

When the owl comes, no one can escape.

Beep beep beep!

A series of rapid sounds rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the confined space.

"Dick, run!"

Jason's anxious shouts came from behind.

Without thinking, Dick grabbed Harley Quinn and ran outside.

Just a second before I ran out of the store, there was a loud bang behind me.

A powerful Heat Wave erupted instantly, hurling Dick and the others away.

The enormous impact sent them tumbling several meters across the ground, leaving only a buzzing sound in their ears.

The surrounding Gotham City heard the loud noise and the streets instantly descended into chaos.

They screamed and searched for a safe place to hide, such as inside a nearby building, in a basement, or in an alley.

Back in his old apartment, Dick pushed open the door. The room was empty except for the open window, which creaked and rattled in the wind.

"Barbara!"

Dick shouted as he rushed to the window, his eyes fixed on the tiny marks left on the windowsill, trying to find clues.

"It took between two and an hour and a half; they kidnapped Barbara almost as soon as we left."

Dick said with a grim expression, while Oliver and Tim looked pale and clenched their fists.

"Damn it, damn it, tell me everything you know!" Jason roughly threw Harley to the ground, pulled out a pistol, pointed it at Harley's head, and his finger was already on the trigger.

"It's birds, and a hunter. Are you hunting? Hahaha..."

After so much time has passed, Harley has returned to her previous crazy and erratic state.

"Fuck!"

Jason wasn't in the mood for her jokes and raised his pistol, smashing it against her forehead.

Jason stared at the person in front of him, his body stiffening.

Tim wiped the blood dripping from his forehead.

"Jason, I know you're anxious, but Batman said that the more anxious you are, the calmer you need to be. Can you leave this to me?"

"..."

Jason silently put away his pistol, found a chair, sat down, and crossed his arms.

"Harley Quinn, can you tell us what you know? We desperately need it."

Tim looked at Harley, his eyes filled with earnestness.

Bruce's disappearance, the appearance of a hundred Batman, their assumption of the mastermind's death, and the whereabouts of his friend Barbara —all of this plunges him into a state of confusion.

Harley also stopped making funny faces.

"Alright, little bird, I'll let you off the hook for me."

I don't know much either. I was originally buying clothes when those three people suddenly came in, and I had a very pleasant chat with Little Red, one of them.

Suddenly, a man wearing an owl mask appeared. He called himself Talons and vowed to kill every member of the Wayne Family.

"We don't know that man at all; he couldn't possibly be from the Wayne Family."

Dick asked, puzzled, his brow furrowed.

"Haha, really? But when he was chatting with me, he called himself Kino Wayne."

Harley laughed, but a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

"Kino!"

Tim and Dick exclaimed the name in unison, their faces full of surprise.

"You two know each other?"

Oliver frowned and asked, puzzled.

"I don't know him, but a few months ago, Bruce transferred his shares in Wayne Enterprises to a man named Kino. However, Kino never showed up, and today he appeared dead."

Dick rubbed his temples, feeling the situation becoming increasingly perplexing.

The mastermind they initially believed to be behind the scenes is dead, the true identities of the hundred Batman who appeared before are still unknown, and there's also Talons, who looks very much like him today.

"We might be mistaken; that Kino might not be an enemy."

Tim pondered for a moment before speaking, his expression grave.

Kino Wayne?

Regardless of whether it's true or false.

Who killed him?

Tim asked eagerly.

Upon hearing this, Harley's face showed fear, and her body trembled involuntarily.

"When the owl comes, no one can escape..."

Owl?

Tim looked out the window upon hearing this, and saw an owl perched on a branch not far away.

It stood there silently, its round eyes gleaming eerily in the darkness.

"Beware the Court of Owls, who constantly monitor people's movements. They control Gotham from the shadows, hiding among low walls and attics. You can't escape their surveillance at home or in bed. Once their name is mentioned, their Talons will come to take your life."

This is a Gotham for a long time, used by adults to scare children; perhaps it's not just a legend.

Jason spoke slowly, his voice low and suppressed.

"We need to go to the Batcave; the answers we need might be there."

Dick said with a serious expression.

The group quickly decided on their next course of action.

As Harley watched the group leave, a sly smile crept across her lips as she looked to the side and said...

"How was my acting, Little Red?"

Kino, Venom, and Pamela slowly emerged from the air, like ghosts.

"That's fantastic! It's definitely Oscar-worthy!"

Pamela praised with a smile.

"Let's go! The next scene is about to begin."

Kino said, and took the lead, with the others following closely behind, their figures quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Dick quickly arrived at the manor and opened a secret elevator in a secluded corner.

As the elevator descended rapidly, when it finally came to a stop, the group found themselves in a dimly lit Batcave.

Dozens of Batman stood there like statues, silently watching them.

The faint light dappled across them, outlining eerie and sinister silhouettes that sent chills down one's spine.