The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 903 Red Arrow Returns to the Nest
Seeing that the Joker was so cynical in the face of his threat, the Mind Pirate's patience had reached its limit. He was ready to teach the Joker a lesson and let this guy without any super powers know what awe is.

"stop!"

A hoarse voice came from behind everyone. Looking back, they saw that it was the neatly dressed Deathstroke standing at the door of the room.

It wasn't a coincidence that Deathstroke came. He had been in the next room monitoring the actions of everyone in this room. After all, everyone in this room was a dangerous element and could not be neglected at any time.

Apart from the quarreling Joker and the Mind Pirate, the room also includes Poison Ivy, Atomic Skull, Extremis, Count Vertigo, Wotan and Black Adam.

Each of them is a well-known figure outside, and each one of them is a criminal worthy of the attention of the Justice League. But now the Illuminati has gathered all of them together.

Deathstroke's words obviously carried some weight. After he appeared, the Mind Pirate stopped attacking the Joker, but looking at his expression, one could tell that he still had some anger in his heart.

"Don't forget the agreement you made with the Illuminati, Psychic Pirate." Deathstroke mentioned the agreement again, and the Psychic Pirate reluctantly put down his hands.

Although Deathstroke is not a leader, his impressive resume does make him know a little bit about everything, and he certainly understands the principle of giving a sweet reward after a slap in the face, so Deathstroke immediately added.

"I've prepared new rooms for you. If anyone can't stand the clown, they can follow me to the new room. Except for you, clown, of course."

"This isn't fair!" The clown watched his 'companions' gradually walking outside and making a lot of noise. It was obvious that no one here could stand him.

"Not only am I the only one kidnapped here, but I also have to suffer your isolation!"

"Behave yourself, Joker." Deathstroke's single eye revealed a hint of impatience. "Have you forgotten what I told you before? You just need to cooperate with the Illuminati to complete this plan."

"If you don't behave honestly, someone will tell Batman about every bad thing you do in the future. You have to trust the Illuminati's intelligence network. We can do this."

"You're trying to ruin a joke?" The Joker said with a horrified expression. "What a horrible bunch of people."

Deathstroke ignored the Joker. He knew that this would only keep the psychopath quiet for a while, but it was enough. After all, it would soon be the turn of them, the baits, to appear.

Yes, it was a bait. Because of the Cadmus Institute and Santa Prisca Island, the Justice League was becoming more and more wary of the Illuminati. Throwing out a bait of sufficient weight at this time was indeed a good delaying tactic.

Therefore, the Illuminati offered generous conditions to gather this group of super criminals. Except for the Joker, everyone here wants something, and the Illuminati does have the capital to give them all what they want.

As long as they can complete the tasks assigned by the Illuminati, the promised rewards will fall into the hands of all of them.

Originally, there was no unstable factor like the Joker among these people, but he was the only criminal who could attract enough attention from Batman, so the Illuminati had to take the risk and kidnap him.

If an ordinary person was kidnapped like this, he would probably refuse to agree no matter what. However, the clown couldn't think with common sense. He just smiled and joined the plan as if nothing had happened.

I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Before closing the door of the room, Deathstroke glanced at the Joker and found that the latter was still smiling, which made this cold-blooded mercenary feel a little more chilling.

The instigator of all this just took out the cards with a smile and started playing the card game alone, as if he was really indifferent to everything.

"Hey Hey…"

That is, provided you ignore his smile. …

After a day of psychological treatment and two days of rest, the children of Young Justice League have almost recovered, at least on the surface.

I don’t know if it was because they didn’t want to worry the adults, but by the third day the children seemed pretty much the same as usual. They not only greeted each other as usual, but also joked around occasionally.

As the team leader, Dick even discussed with everyone whether to tell the adults that they had recovered and could accept missions again.

"I think so." Wally was the first to raise his hand. "I'm getting bored staying here all day."

"If you feel bored, you can go to school." Artemis, who was too poor to go to school and had a shady background, said so.

As the child of two super criminals, Artemis' life was not good before joining the Justice League. Her mother's physical disability and her irresponsible father made her live in poverty.

If it were just poverty, it would be fine, but her birth was indeed a high wall that Artemis, a child, could not cross, so she envied those normal children.

"Let's forget it, then?" Wally slumped down on the dining table like a puddle of mud. "I'd rather go on a mission than go to school."

It's a typical child's mentality. He would do anything except go to school. Even though Wally's grades are not bad, he doesn't have much affection for school.

Seeing Wally wasting something he had always dreamed of, Artemis felt a surge of anger in her heart, but she also knew that she couldn't get angry at Wally no matter what.

After all, people have different experiences, which is why they have different views on the same thing. This is not Wally's fault, it is purely her own fault.

Thinking of Wally's performance in the previous virtual training, Artemis decided to endure it because she didn't want to be involved too much with this stupid boy, so she didn't say anything sarcastic, but just snorted and turned away.

"Humph!"

Wally raised his head only to see a golden ponytail. He touched his head, wondering how he had offended her again.

"We have a visitor, number BO6, fast hand."

Hearing the voice announcement, the children turned their heads towards the passage, where the Red Arrow Roy Harbour, who had not been seen for a long time, was standing.

"Kuaishou is a thing of the past. Now I am called Red Arrow."

Roy corrected the mistakes of the artificial intelligence and then strode towards the Young Justice League.

"Roy!" Wally stood up from his chair and came to Roy in the blink of an eye.

"Long time no see, why did you come back after you figured it out?"

"It's been a while." Roy said with a rare smile. "As for coming back, forget it. I came back this time because I need your help with something."

(End of this chapter)