July 8th, night.
A black sedan parked at the entrance of the Wayne Detective Agency. The servant knocked on the door with a secret signal of two short taps followed by a long one. After the third time, he set down a birdcage covered with a black cloth.
There was also a large packet of rat strips.
Wayne, annoyed, climbed over the fence and brought the birdcage inside. Where did this secret signal come from? Did Veronica instruct it, or was this an addition by the servant themselves?
Quite a scene, and quite some drama.
He placed the birdcage on the office desk and lifted the black cloth to reveal the real McCoy.
It was still that fresh and ethereal face that could make a fist clench in anger.
Wayne opened the cage, and the Snowy Owl squeezed its way out. Disliking the cramped cage, it rotated its head 270 degrees, searching for a suitable perch.
After a glance, it seemed Wayne's head was the most suitable spot.
With a flap of its wings, it took flight…