Chapter Five Hundred and Fortieth Three: Die

Chapter 546: Die

Kanzaki Middle School.

animal laboratory.

"Wow woof woof woof!"

"Wow~"

"Wow woof woof~"

A group of graceful dogs, trapped in a cage, barked from time to time and communicated with each other.

When Yi Lin was wearing a black tuxedo and a gentleman's hat, she was holding a brand new black umbrella in her hand.

With enough food and drink, Yi Lin is refreshed.

A pleasant and elegant day is about to begin.

Yi Lin closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Yi Lin chuckled: "Do you think the benefits in reality are very attractive to the apostles?"

"..."

"No conversion."

Yi Lin didn't intend to waste too much time.

On his second day in Gotham City, he had his own plans.

"etc!"

Suddenly, a sweet voice stopped Yi Lin.

It's Su Xiaosu.

After Yi Lin turned around, she saw a card spinning towards her.

Extremely fast.

Yi Lin smiled slightly, lightly tapped the tip of the umbrella in her hand, but secretly used "psychic power" to slow down the speed of the card flying, and then the card seemed to be still, and slowly fell into Yi Lin's other palm.

Seeing Yi Lin's method of lifting weights lightly, Zhu Yun'er's expression was also slightly condensed.

Yi Lin took a quick look, then put the "card" into the storage space.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a stack of cards and counted them, 20 in total.

That is 20 "TNT bombs".

Put it somewhere not far from Zhu Yun'er and Su Xiaosu.

The props of the apostles are inherently unowned, and belong to whoever uses them.

Put it on the ground and anyone can take it.

But once an apostle moves away from a certain range, the cards will be released and turned into real objects again.

Yi Lin smiled, turned and left.

Zhu Yun'er saw Yi Lin's back quickly disappearing on the other side of the bridge,

She finally couldn't help asking: "Sister Susu, what did you use to exchange 20 TNT with him?"

Su Xiaosu shook his head without explaining.

She just looked down at the place where Yi Lin left the card, with a calm expression: "He really found out."

Zhu Yun'er looked down.

really.

The place where the card was placed was only a few centimeters away from the "thing" she had buried.

Even if Yi Lin takes one more step forward, she will step on "that position".

Zhu Yun'er's eyes suddenly became a little colder.

What that guy means is that he is not easy to mess with. Is this trying to give himself a bad blow?

How dare you... give me Zhu Yun'er a blow?

Yi Lin has long since disappeared into the distance.

Zhu Yun'er's eyes flashed brightly, and no one knew what she was thinking in her heart at the moment.

...

...

The second day of criminals reappearing in Gotham City.

Time: 【12:00】

Location: Gotham General Hospital.

Department: Intensive Care Unit.

Little James Gordon looked indifferently, looking at the white ceiling.

Surrounded by the unpleasant smell of disinfectant.

Even if there are curvaceous and hot nurses walking around him with their waists twisted around him, little James Gordon can't get the slightest reaction.

There is only one person in his mind now.

In the dark night, wearing a tuxedo gentleman hat, wearing pure white gloves, deep eyes, that mysterious smile that seems to see through everything, that damned criminal who played the entire Gotham Police Department around.

That's a criminal!

Ever since the death of the clown, since the group of lunatics were completely locked up and gradually adapted to retirement life, criminals reappeared in the peaceful Gotham City!

This morning's morning news, every word and every sentence, was like an invisible knife, stabbing James Gordon Jr.'s chest one after another.

Got a cerebral hemorrhage?

Who has a cerebral hemorrhage!

He could even imagine that his chest was bleeding.

That's a feeling called humiliation.

He hates—

"The patient is here. He woke up at about five o'clock in the morning. The brain CT results showed that there was no serious intracranial trauma."

"Well... it's just that the mental state is not very good, and it seems to have been hit by something. You should be careful not to stimulate the patient's emotions..."

"There's a common condition called PTSD, which in layman's terms is post-traumatic stress disorder... oh shit, I almost forgot Dr. Jack you're an expert on it."

At this time, several people spoke in a low voice and came to James Gordon Jr.'s bedside.

The moment James Gordon Jr. saw the person coming, there was a slight fluctuation in his indifferent eyes.

"dad--"

This short word.

Emotions are suddenly full.

With three points of hoarseness, three points of pain, three points of moving, and one point of imperceptible aggrievedness.

Well, I was really aggrieved.

I was so aggrieved that my emotions were complicated like a fan chart.

The person who came was none other than the famous old Gordon, the last Sheriff of Gotham, who also left a lot of ink in one of the best-selling books "The Legend of Batman".

However, the relationship between Old Gordon and Batman in the Batman legend is also unclear.

There are different versions of gossip circulating in the market.

For example, Old Gordon and Batman are very close, or the two are brothers who have been separated for many years.

It is even more exaggerated to say that Old Gordon's ex-wife Barbara Keane cheated on her, and Batman acted out of justice. After avenging Old Gordon, the two became good friends and were inseparable for life. The kind that doesn't give up.

Of course, no matter which version it is, the only certainty is that the only friend of Batman during his lifetime was James Gordon.

He even witnessed the "final battle" between Batman and the "King of Gotham" Joker twenty years ago, and witnessed the day when all the evils in Gotham City were completely wiped out.

For various reasons, after Old Gordon resigned from the police department, it was logical that he was elected as the mayor of Gotham City.

Beside Old Gordon was an old man with a kind face.

James Gordon Jr. was naturally acquainted.

Dr. Jack, the best doctor in Arkham Nursing Home, is also the director of Arkham Nursing Home.

I saw Dr. Jack gently watching James Gordon Jr. with an encouraging gaze. When he met that gaze, James Gordon Jr. somehow felt that the haze in his heart had been swept away a lot, and his shoulders were also relieved. Much easier.

"Hey kid, it's okay, it's not your fault."

Old Gordon said with a smile.

Dr. Jack smiled slightly and said: "Those puzzles are quite interesting. After I heard about them, I showed them to old Edward for a while, oh, you know, that old guy likes such weird things, and he also said they were very interesting. It seems that your opponent, the riddle gentleman, is not easy."

The implication is, child, it's not that you are too weak, but that the enemy is too cunning, so don't take it to heart.

Little James Gordon didn't pay attention to Dr. Jack's subtext, but after hearing this sentence, he somehow felt better.

Seeing that his son's mood gradually improved, the three of them chatted for a while.

No work involved, just gossip.

At the end, Old Gordon looked at Dr. Jack half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Those guys must have escaped from you, right?"

Dr. Jack laughed dumbfounded and waved his hand: "How is it possible? You don't know that my place is full of old guys. The youngest Harley is over 50 years old. These young people who are tossing around in Gotham, Maybe it came from somewhere else? Gotham has a lot of tourists every year, who can tell? Hehehe—”

"That makes sense!" Old Gordon's face was serious: "Those people are all yellow-skinned and black-haired, and they seem to be from the East. In Gotham, there are not many tourists from the East, so it shouldn't be difficult to check. "

Little James Gordon nodded: "Dad! I understand, I will be discharged from the hospital soon, and a warrant is issued!"

"Everyone who commits crimes in Gotham—"

Gordon and his son suddenly looked at each other, and there was a weird smile on the corner of their mouths: "They all have to die!"

Dr. Jack: "..."

suddenly!

Just as a weird atmosphere gradually filled the ward.

A hot nurse in a miniskirt and fishnet stockings rushed in with a panicked expression.

He didn't even bother to knock on the door.

— Fortunately, everyone in the room was fully dressed.

"Watch! TV! Come on! Big news!"

Many people in Gotham General Hospital know that Mayor Gordon is visiting his precious son in this special intensive care unit.

As soon as this was said, everyone couldn't care less about admiring the hot fishnet stockings of the nurse in the miniskirt.

Old Gordon turned on the TV immediately.

Coincidentally, GBC Gotham Radio.

"Hello everyone!"

"Now it's up to me, the sexy and hot unmarried little Pooh, to interrupt an urgent news for everyone!"

"Although we don't know whether the honorable Sergeant Gordon is still in a coma due to a 'cerebral hemorrhage'..."

"But as a professional Gotham news baby, I must broadcast this important news as soon as possible!"

The news host suddenly took out a small white card from below.

On the back of the card is a "question mark" scribbled across the board.

Gordon and his son: "!"

Dr. Jack: "..."

Simultaneously with the broadcast of the program on the television broadcast.

GBC is broadcasting the same news in real time and without delay through Gotham City's city-wide broadcasting system.

"Just ten minutes ago, the mysterious criminal who blew up the Gotham Police Station and the bridge on the Apollo Expressway successively, and hospitalized Sergeant Gordon with a cerebral hemorrhage. The charming 'riddler gentleman', Edward・Rin, a 'Crime Warning Letter' has been sent to our GBC!"

"To poor little Sergeant James Gordon—"

After reading this, the beautiful host gave a chuckle, but she seemed to feel something was wrong, and she immediately turned serious.

"Snapped."

Little James Gordon, who was watching TV, looked livid and accidentally crushed the glass in his hand.

"I will accompany the last ray of sunshine, soar in the sea of ​​knowledge, and steal the life of the king of Gotham. Immediately afterwards... Shhh-listen, that is the short sword, and the long and narrow spear, the moment of the horn, the stars The fall, the beasts attack, and witness the fireworks in Gotham together."

"The signature is—"

"1, 2, 3... Yours sincerely, the busy 'Riddler Gentleman' Edward Rin."

"This is the legendary crime warning letter!"

"This is a challenge from the Riddler Gentleman to Sergeant James Gordon Jr."

"It's a pity! We don't know whether Sergeant Gordon will be able to wake up from the 'cerebral hemorrhage'—"

Who has a cerebral hemorrhage!

Little James Gordon slammed the shard of glass in his hand on the ground.

It seems that there is a hideous stinking face of the riddle gentleman on the ground.

Dr. Jack and Old Gordon looked at each other.

The style of this puzzle...is very weird!

Dr. Jack shook his head helplessly: "This Edward Lin... In short, this is not the style of old Edward, maybe it is a certain crazy fan, I think old Edward should be very happy."

Little James Gordon's livid face suddenly turned cold.

He slammed the needle off his hand.

"I! I want! Out of the hospital!"

[What did you say? 】

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【Say it! Then what happened? 】

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