There always seemed to be a faint fishy smell in Penguin's mansion. It gave the luxurious ice-and-snow palace a somewhat vulgar air.
"Now that The Batman Who Laughs and the others have run off, what do we do next?" Diana sheathed Vulcan's Sword and looked at Su Ming, who was pacing in circles as if searching for something.
There was nothing particularly valuable in Penguin's treasury. In this day and age, no one kept money at home anymore. The treasures here were things that held special meaning for Penguin but were worthless to everyone else.
Like portraits of past Cobblepot Family members, or some old toys.
"Once I learned that The Batman Who Laughs planned to go underground, I already had a plan. We now also know that, besides him, they have a Batman skilled with firearms, a spellcasting Batman who can use dark energy, and one wearing leather shoes. That should make four of them."
Su Ming raised his head and rolled his neck. There was not a single valuable thing around. A big shot like Penguin did not even keep some gold at home. What a miser.
Oliver pulled down his hood and looked around. He picked up a wooden toy from a shelf, but had no idea what it was supposed to be.
The carving had developed a smooth patina, showing that Penguin often handled it.
"That sounds like good news. At least we don't have more than twenty Batmen standing against us."
"I've cut off their connection to the Dark Multiverse. They can still use teleportation within their own Earth, but at least The Batman Who Laughs won't have reinforcements for a while. It-Things' teleportation should have been cut off too."
"But just as Diana said, the Batmen have gone underground like rats. Gotham's sewers are