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Half an hour later, Du Wensen, who had changed into a suit, took Mary back to the car. .

"You're so awesome! He's been searching for so many years and couldn't find anything, and you found more than a dozen members of the Court of Owls in less than half an hour." Mary couldn't help but say excitedly.

She still doesn't understand how Du Wensen found hundreds of people related to Penguin based on just a few residences provided by him, and then identified a dozen or so members of the Court of Owls from among the hundreds of people.

Du Wensen glanced at the pigeon in Mary's hand that seemed to have accepted its fate, started the car and said: "No organization can exist locally for hundreds of years and still remain mysterious. Even if they kill all the insiders, they will be lost due to time. Because of their relationship with each other, they left a lot of information that can be found. It’s not that Penguin can’t find them, it’s just because he doesn’t want to check them.”

After saying that, Du Wensen took out the mobile phone he got from the Penguin and dialed the personal numbers of the more than ten people he had just checked, and his voice became exactly the same as the Penguin's.

These ten people are all well-known figures in various industries in Gotham City. They naturally know the identity of Penguin. However, after Du Wensen called everyone, no one answered the phone in person. All of them were answered by his subordinates. .

"We found them!" Du Wensen showed a satisfied look.

"So fast? How did you find it?" Mary looked at Du Wensen in confusion.

"Penguin said that the Court of Owls launched a purge last night, so regardless of success or failure, they should have a gathering today. Now they are not answering Penguin's call. There is only one reason. These people are gathering at this time. Together." Du Wensen accelerated the car in one direction.

Mary nodded in understanding, but immediately asked: "But, what if we know they are at the party, and we don't know where they are?"

"Penguin has told us their location. I think they should be waiting for us there now. Maybe we can have a hearty and delicious lunch!" Du Wensen said and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. .

Mary screamed in fear and put on her seat belt, reminding her.

"Wait a minute, there are only two of us, we need to call for support!"

"That's enough! They are all civilized and polite gentlemen, so why would they use force with us?" Du Wensen said with a faint smile.

Mary was no longer in the mood to ask why. The car was going too fast. She was so scared that she leaned tightly against the seat. Instead, she saw the pigeon in her arms. Her little head was looking around, and it was making "coo-coo-coo" sounds from time to time. She had no idea. what happened.

In a sparsely populated location in the south of Gotham City, there is such a large-scale castle, but it seems to have been abandoned for a long time. Looking from the outside, the weeds in the castle seem to have a bit of a gloomy atmosphere. It makes people afraid to enter, and no one around knows who this castle belongs to.

But today, if someone can get close to the castle, they will hear some unusual sounds.

At this time, the hall in the castle was clean, tidy, and extremely luxurious. Although the curtains were all drawn, candles filled the hall, giving the place a different kind of warm and festive feeling.

I saw a long dining table in the center of the hall, with various precious foods placed on white tablecloths. There were more than twenty men and women in elegant dresses, each wearing a white owl mask. Sitting at the table, talking to each other.

It seemed that because important people had not yet arrived, no one touched the food on the table.

Just as they were chatting happily, the roar of a vehicle suddenly came from outside the door, and everyone immediately turned their heads to look at the door.

A loud bang!

The heavy door was instantly smashed into pieces, and the front of a dark car appeared in everyone's eyes. The speed of the car continued unabated, and it drove towards the dining table.

Everyone was so frightened that they rolled away and the car finally stopped after crushing the entire dining table and then crashing into the wall.

"Bang!" The car door was kicked open.

Du Wensen, who was wearing a dark suit, got out of the car, patted the glass shards off his body, and glanced at the others.

"It looks like I've disturbed everyone's meal!"

Mary held the pigeon and stood carefully behind Du Wensen. She was still dizzy and a little unsteady.

"Who are you! Why did you come here!" A middle-aged man stood up and asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is." Having said this, Du Wensen suddenly squatted down and picked up the red wine that was crushed on the ground until only half a bottle remained.

"Speaking of which, I'm really hungry!" After saying that, he picked up half of the crushed cake and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Just when he was about to squat here and have a big meal, the middle-aged man couldn't help it anymore.

"Sir! Please answer my question seriously, otherwise."

After saying that, several sharp claws holding knives surrounded him.

"Oh! Okay, let's eat after we finish talking." Du Wensen gently put down half the wine bottle and the cake, as if he would come back to eat later.

"Actually, I'm just here to trouble everyone with a small matter." As he said that, Du Wensen pulled Mary over and said, "This is your sharp claw. I hope everyone can give her some face and freedom. How about it?" ?”

Hearing Du Wensen's remark, the crowd suddenly burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Sir, although the claw is just a tool to us, it is also our property. What we want to do with it is our business. If you want it, that is absolutely not allowed."

In their opinion, no matter who Du Wensen was, why he knew they were gathering here and dared to drive a car into the castle alone, there would be only one outcome, death here!

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and five or six sharp claws surrounded Du Wensen.

"Wait!" Du Wensen stopped him: "Maybe you can listen to my conditions."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but become curious when he saw that Du Wensen didn't have any fear at this time.

"What conditions do you have!"

"Arkham! If you are willing to let her go free, I will ensure that all your men locked up in Arkham Prison will be released and acquitted!" Du Wensen shouted.

Du Wensen's words immediately aroused discussion among the people opposite.

"Who are you? Why should I believe you can do it?" the middle-aged man said warily.

Du Wensen reminded: "Why don't you check it yourself?"