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Chapter 171, Section 68: The Knights of Light Never Fall

Chapter 171, Section 68: The Knights of Light Never Fall

"The doctor said Harvey's face can recover to about 80-90% of its original size. Just now, he collected some skin from Harvey's buttocks to take back for culture..."

While listening to Royce's report, Qin Wei was distracted, still savoring the man's cold snort.

"What's his name?" he suddenly interrupted Royce.

"Who?"

"doctor."

"Daniel Reed, the best plastic surgeon in all of Gotham."

After receiving the answer, Qin Wei calmly sent the name to Tim, his intuition telling him that this man had a big problem.

But for now, he needs to put aside his doubts for the time being. He hasn't had a proper talk with Harvey since the bus explosion on the snowy night.

Arriving outside Harvey's room, Qin Wei opened the door after obtaining Harvey's permission.

Harvey was writing furiously at his desk, which was piled high with empty eye drop bottles—because he had lost half of his face, he had to apply eye drops every few minutes to keep his eyes moist.

"You've come!"

Harvey laughed, but his once sunny and cheerful smile had become chilling. However, what truly caught Qin Wei's attention was a small gesture he made.

Harvey placed the letter face down on the table.

Qin Wei didn't expose the other person. The two sat down facing each other and chatted about some trivial matters.

"What are your plans for the next step?"

"We're severely understaffed right now, so I need to get people out of prison first. Then I plan to make public all the evidence I've gathered, including the crimes of corrupt cops and the existence of the Court of Owls."

Qin Wei had planned the first step in advance, but the second step was inspired by the newspaper he had just bought on the street.

Since the Court of Owls manipulates media opinion to distort the truth, he can also use the internet to show the public everything that happens in Gotham City.

Since owls are so afraid of sunlight, let them have nowhere to hide under the sun.

But the evidence he has at the moment is not explosive enough. At most, the corrupt cop's actions can exonerate Gordon, and Claw is not a core member of the Owls.

He needs someone who can face the camera, acknowledge the owl's existence, and expose its actions.

This person must meet two conditions: first, he must be a core member of the Owls; second, he must be a prominent figure in Gotham City, otherwise his words will lack credibility.

There are three people who can barely meet this condition.

Oswald is the first choice. His return to the Copport family will inevitably involve the owls, but he has a bad reputation, and the words of a gang leader are not convincing enough.

Secondly, there's Isaiah Thomas and Wayne, who meet both of the above criteria. Although their current stance is unclear, a collaboration is possible.

The last one is the current head of the Elliott family, Thomas Elliott, Bruce Wayne's childhood best friend.

According to intelligence provided by the League of Assassins, Thomas is likely a member of the "Round Table" or the "Divergence Tribunal" in the courtroom.

However, this person is very mysterious. Despite being a nobleman of Elliott, he never shows his face in public, and almost no information about him can be found.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Wei ruled out Thomas first.

As for Oswald, Qin Wei didn't dare tell him about the plan. He was worried that the little penguin would go deep into the enemy's base to help him. Being a spy is exciting, but what if he gets discovered?

So he ultimately set his sights on Isaiah Thomas.

The other person didn't leave any address or contact information before leaving, but from their conversation, Qin Wei learned that the other person was also a strange person who liked to do cosplay in alleys at night. Perhaps going out for a stroll at night and trying one's luck would be a good choice.

Upon hearing Qin Wei's explanation, Harvey's eyes lit up with excitement.

The thought of these rats from the sewers being exposed to the public made him breathe rapidly.

"So just leave everything to me. I'll do whatever you want to do. Tear up that list." Qin Wei's gaze fell on the upside-down letter on the table.

Harvey used too much ink, and the ink saturated the back of the paper.

Although the anti-text was a bit difficult to read, Qin Wei still remembered the names of those people, the names of Gotham politicians whose evidence and scandals were controlled by Maroney.

The backup data in Qin Wei's possession cannot be used as evidence, so it cannot convict these people. However, its exposure on the Internet is enough to cause them social death.

Harvey looked embarrassed and hurriedly crumpled the letter.

He didn't know why he wrote those names down; he was just following his heart. Maybe nothing would happen, or maybe he'd find those bastards one by one with a gun. Who knows?

Qin Wei's presence effectively suppressed Harvey's second personality, but if the two personalities cannot achieve unity, Two-Face will eventually return to Gotham.

"Wei, it sounds absurd, but did you know all along that I would turn out this way?" Harvey looked up at Qin Wei's eyes as he stared at the crumpled letter.

"Otherwise, none of this can be explained. Every time I'm about to fall, you pull me out of the abyss. You seem to be able to see my fate. Ah~ yes! I come from the future, do you believe it?"

Qin Wei didn't know how to answer, so he could only try to bluff his way out by making a half-joking remark.

To everyone's surprise, Harvey nodded emphatically.

"I believe you, so can you tell me, did we win in the future?"

"I--"

Qin Wei put his fingernails in his mouth.

"I won, but you lost miserably. You lost to your dark side, you lost to Gotham. But that won't happen again, and I promise you that, so you promise me that too."

How should I agree to this?

"The Knights of Light will never fall."

When Qin Wei said those words, that familiar feeling returned.

The space began to vibrate, accompanied by a sharp pain in the brain. The long-silent sounds also rang out again.

"Hahaha, that's it! You've mastered this game. Our old friend might be able to avoid that tragic ending this time, but it's all meaningless. The world will always end, and you will eventually return to reality, just as we promised—"

Qin Wei remembered this voice; it first appeared after Dick's character arc was altered.

At first, he thought it was the clown speaking, but after several rounds of playing with the clown, he could clearly hear the difference between the two; this voice was hoarser and deeper.

It's like the sound of a person who has been driven mad by a deep-seated grudge and can only laugh out loud.

A hint of helplessness crept into his madness: "Wei, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" He patted his head; the pain was gradually subsiding.

Qin Wei stood up to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a silver iron box on a cabinet in the corner.

He had seen it when he first entered the house, but he hadn't noticed it because of the angle at the time. But now, looking at it from the front, it turned out to be a first-aid kit.

"Is this your stuff?" Qin Wei asked. "It seems to belong to Dr. Reed. Why would he leave his medical kit here?"

Harvey had a good impression of Daniel Reed. He spoke softly and gently, which was completely disproportionate to his burly physique. He always had a warm smile on his face, and his every move exuded the demeanor of an old-fashioned English gentleman.

In a filthy place like Gotham, only nobles could raise such descendants.

Harvey believed that Dr. Reed must have accidentally dropped it, but judging from Qin Wei's tone, it seemed as if the other party had planted a bomb.

"Harvey Dent, you need to leave this room!"

Although he didn't understand why, Harvey did as instructed.

Soon, Qin Wei was the only one left in the room.

He licked his chapped lips and pressed his ear against the box.

The good news is that there were no ticking sounds inside, so it's probably not a time bomb. In addition, the bunker walls are extremely thick, and there's a layer of lead mixed in with the concrete. It's basically cut off from external signals except for the cell phones of the people inside, so the possibility of a remote-controlled bomb can also be ruled out.

Qin Wei felt he was being too sensitive; the other party had only snorted coldly, yet he imagined a whole drama unfolding before his eyes as if facing a formidable enemy.

Perhaps Dr. Reed just has some discomfort in his nose.

Nevertheless, he made thorough preparations, first going back to his room to put on a Kevlar bulletproof vest, and then taking out a heat-resistant suit from the bunker's emergency storage.

There's no way around it; this is the aftereffect of dealing with the Joker for too long.

His series of commotions naturally aroused the curiosity of everyone. Jason stepped forward to ask, followed by Selena and Harvey.

Qin Wei carefully carried the box to the open space in the center of the bunker and opened it while everyone watched from a distance.

There were no bombs, and no poison gas coming at us.

All that was there was a bloody bat hood.

It lay there in the very center of the box, its empty eye sockets seemingly staring at Qin Wei.

At the same time, Tim's voice came through the earpiece.

"This Daniel Reed is indeed suspicious. His information in the National Medical Personnel Database shows obvious signs of tampering. The other party is also a skilled hacker, but I am now trying to recover the data by following the remaining clues."

The clattering sound of keyboards filled my headphones.

"I've got it—no, that's not right!"

Tim's voice sounded somewhat flustered.

The moment he restored the data, all the data about Daniel Reed disappeared, but he still tried to recall the name that had just been restored in the name field.

"It looks like Thomas—"

"Thomas Elliott!"

Qin Wei completed the name for the boy.

He clutched his blood-stained hood tightly, his eyes gleaming.