I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Gotham City.

Burnley District.

【17:00】

"What about those two **** criminals!"

"Run this way!"

"Chase chase chase!"

"Kill them!"

"The criminal died for us in Gotham City ah ah ah -"

The streets were full of people.

It's all crowds with guns.

Even in the crowd, there are a few tall, muscular men carrying portable rocket-assisted grenade launchers on their backs... which are commonly known as RPG rocket launchers.

This offensive is terrifying.

Police cars in the city have already taken action, taking part in the craziest crime eradication operation in Gotham City in two decades.

The harsh sirens resounded through Burnley.

"call--"

Su Xiaosu hugged Zhu Yun'er, whose whole body was stained red with blood, and hid in an empty alley.

She lurked silently in the shadow of the alley.

Seeing the crowd and police cars passing by, he dared not move.

Su Xiaosu's patient coat was also stained with blood.

Some are from Zhu Yun'er, and some are from herself.

But at the very moment of the shot, although she was also hit by a few bullets, she didn't hit the spot, and she didn't lose much health.

Moreover, those bullets were jammed by Su Xiaosu's strong muscles, and with a little effort, they were directly ejected out of the muscles without any harm.

It's Zhu Yuner...

Su Xiaosu lowered his head and glanced at Zhu Yun'er who was confused. Zhu Yun'er in his arms seemed to breathe more smoothly.

This alley is a dead end.

There is no way.

but……

Su Xiaosu silently walked to the end of a dead end.

Lift a foot.

Bang bang bang.

——As long as someone is gone, that is the way.

suddenly.

Su Xiaosu lowered his head.

A trace of surprise flashed in those calm eyes.

She subconsciously rolled up Zhu Yun'er's cuffs and saw that the wound that had been hit by the bullet had stopped the blood inexplicably. There were several worm-like flesh and blood that were slowly creeping, and the bullet head that sank into the arm muscles. Squeezed out little by little.

The wound... Healed automatically!

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...

Li Erpang was madly running for his life.

Secretly groaning in my heart.

After being plowed over the sky by a grenade from Robinson Park, Li Er's fat stomach is already groaning.

He finally used his flexible Fat Master's footwork with seven turns and eight crutches, and after temporarily getting rid of the bunch of "good folks", he was finally able to breathe a little.

"Mother, you have to finish the whole thing like this!"

Li Erpang gritted his teeth.

Before no one noticed, Li Erpang quietly opened the evil list and took a look.

Everyone’s guilt value is slow progress.

He suddenly remembered Yi Lin who had slipped away somehow.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He spit on his feet and stomped hard.

To show anger.

Li Erpang squinted his eyes. Of course, he could only squint his eyes and couldn't open them.

He suddenly saw a brightly lit fast food restaurant not far away.

There is a red sign on it.

A kind old man was printed on the sign.

A tempting smell of meat wafted from the fast food restaurant, which seemed to contain onions, muscles, French fries, burgers, tomato juice...

Li Erpang carefully distinguished the rich taste in the fragrance, dripping saliva unconsciously.

"Fuck! Fight it!"

Li Erpang rolled up his sleeves and Huo Ran rushed into the grandpa fast food restaurant!

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...

"It's almost time."

Yi Lin checked the time of his watch.

This is Yi Lin passing by a watch shop called "Baidu Cuili" and snatched it.

Earned a little bit of guilt by the way.

I don't know whether it is expensive or not, but it seems to be okay anyway.

Yi Lin lowered the gentleman's hat, turned the corner of his mouth, and stepped on shiny black leather shoes. Like an elegant gentleman, Yi Lin swaggered into the Gotham Police Station.

Inside the Gotham Police Station, there was a smog.

Smoky.

A bunch of shirtless old men, drinking cheap vodka, gathered in a circle, shaking dice, playing poker, and a beaming scene.

Yi Lin looked down and thought for two seconds.

Make sure you are not in the wrong place.

This is the police station.

The painting style is a bit unique.

Then I thought about it again, this is the legendary Gotham, and I think it should be so.

There are relatively few people in the police station.

This was also expected by Yi Lin.

After Zhu Yun'er, Su Xiaosu, and Li Erpang started to act, they would definitely attract most of the police.

Now this Gotham police station is actually the most empty time.

Yi Lin silently clicked three likes for the model worker teammates by the way.

One for each.

As for Pan Zhengyi... Yi Lin felt that his guilt value remained motionless, so he probably hid somewhere and happily beaten soy sauce.

Yi Lin didn't bother to pay attention to so much.

Next... performance time!

Show? Time!

Follow me like a shadow!

Yi Lin turned on like a shadow and walked into the police station quietly.

Under the effect of the Shadow Follower skill, the sense of presence was reduced by 100%, and the police officers who were immersed in the joy of the sky, no one noticed the existence of Yi Lin at all.

Even if he noticed it, Yi Lin flashed past in an instant, and some people even rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had drunk too much, and somehow had hallucinations.

It's just an illusion.

The Gotham Police Station was far more empty than Yi Lin imagined.

Originally, Yi Lin also prepared 5 sets of plans.

How to sneak into the police station.

Even his throat was well moisturized, and he was ready to make a few "disaster-ridden" attacks, but he didn't expect that the zero crime rate in the past two decades would make the Gotham Police Department rotten to an incredible degree.

suddenly.

Yi Lin thought of the riddle he had set.

Would it be more appropriate to add a "corrupt" adjective in front of the "black and white behemoth"?

While thinking about it, Yi Lin quickly walked through the police hall, concealed the door gracefully, and then walked in the direction of the duty room.

Gotham City is indeed a city with simple folk customs.

Even in the bureau, the police station plan was prepared very intimately, in case of emergency.

Yi Lin came to the duty room unimpeded all the way.

There was a chubby police officer who was lying on the table and slumbering, his mouth was full of saliva.

Yi Lin's eyes flashed.

Blood Jasmine turned her hand and appeared, and wiped her throat casually.

...

[Kill the "excellent" police officers in Gotham City and get +20 guilt points! 】

[Get Chaos Value +25! 】

...

Excellent police officer?

Yi Lin glanced at the fat police officer who did not wake up until his death.

Really excellent.

A wooden board is hung on the wall.

There are many keys nailed to the board.

"File room...interrogation room...dining room...secret room...ordinary cell...special female cell..." Soon, Yi Lin fixed his eyes on one of the keys.

...

[Get the "Arsenal Key"! 】

...

"Ha ha."

This is... the sleeping firework.

...

...

"Huh? Riddle gentleman?"

Little James Gordon, who was sitting in a police car chasing an obese "very heinous criminal", couldn't help being stunned when he heard the news.

Riddle gentleman? Riddler?

Little James Gordon frowned, his face grim.

"How did you tell me?"

"Hey, sir, we thought it was... we thought it was just a prank."

"Say."

On the other side of the phone, the two police officers stammered the puzzle left by the "Riddle Gentleman", telling them verbatim about Sheriff Gordon, who made them awe.

There are two riddles--

[When the day and night are in communication, I bravely stand in front of the black and white beasts. The black and white beasts have already swallowed more disorderly beasts in their belly, and the beasts are gradually decayed into bones in the steel jungle. There are gorgeous fireworks sleeping here, and I will light Gotham with the most gorgeous fireworks and rekindle the first ray of light of the past. 】

[The elegant gentleman is ready to go, and hurried to the black and white behemoth, the elegant gentleman is about to steal the sleeping fireworks, ushering in a lively celebration for the dead Gotham. 】

At first glance, it looks like a prank.

but……

After Gordon listened carefully, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The style of this riddle is somewhat different from the style of "that person" in the impression.

But instinct tells James Gordon Jr. that this is definitely not as simple as a prank.

He seemed to be able to read a playful smile between the lines through the mysterious puzzle.

It's like an elegant criminal is declaring war on the entire Gotham City through this puzzle.

"When the day and night are in communication..."

"Black and white beast..."

"Iron jungle..."

"Fireworks..."

"The old days of Gotham...?"

"celebration?"

suddenly!

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

James Gordon Jr. slapped the front seat hard and told the old driver in the driver's seat to stop the police car.

call out--

A hard brake.

James Gordon Jr. shook his body slightly.

He hung up the phone quickly and made a call as quickly as possible.

And it's a video call.

Soon, the other end of the phone was connected.

"Dr Jack..."

Dr. Jack’s kind smile appeared on the video.

Little James Gordon didn't have any nonsense, his eyes were cold, and he straightforwardly said: "Where is Edward Nigma?"

"Oh! Dear Sheriff Gordon, I happened to be in Edward's ward..."

The camera turns.

Inside the room.

Edward and Fat Goose are playing games happily.

Then Edward chuckled.

Angrily, the fat goose overturned the table directly.

Very happily elderly life scenes.

The camera turned around again.

Doctor Jack asked with a smile, "Is Sheriff Gordon looking for Edward?"

"..."

Snapped.

"Go back! Gotham Police Station!"

The old driver in the front row was taken aback when he heard the words, "But sir, the **** obese criminal hasn't..."

"Don't worry about that fat man! Riddle gentleman, his purpose is Gotham Police Station!"

Although this riddle is very fancy.

But James Gordon Jr. is already familiar with this routine.

After removing all the confusing words and thinking about it again, it is easy to get the answer.

When the day and night are in communication, it means dusk.

There are only two black and white buildings in Gotham City.

One is the Gotham Police Department.

The second is the refurbished Eagle's Nest Club.

But the steel jungle, Gordon did not notice at first...

But once associated with the police station, the jungle can be imagined as a series of towering trees, and the steel jungle is clearly in the shape of the prison iron bars!

In other words... the riddle laid by this "riddle gentleman" just pointed out that at twilight, a crime will be committed at the Gotham Police Station!

No wonder there are so many weird criminals today.

A flexible fat man.

A young woman using weird cold weapons.

There is also... a strong man who is nearly two meters tall.

It turned out to be all conspiracies!

It's all the tricks of the riddle gentleman to turn the tiger away from the mountain!

Gotham's brave sheriff James Gordon Jr. has seen through everything!

The eyes faintly flashed with icy light.

If someone is here, perhaps from the coldness in his eyes, he can distinguish a strand of...hotness hidden behind the coldness.

James Gordon Jr. figured out everything.

He dialed the number of the police station in the shortest time.

"I hope the **** scum is not drunk."

"Beep—crack."

Gordon was taken aback.

Just switched on... and disconnected?

what happened? ?

...

...

Click.

Yi Lin cut the phone cord silently.

Ah.

The voice is quite crisp.

Yi Lin looked down at the time again.

If you guessed correctly, the really smart people are already on their way back to the police station.

After all, the riddles he wrote are not very complicated.

And it's still in their base camp.

No one would have guessed that this "black and white behemoth" refers to the landmark-like building of "Gotham Police Station".

This is... the tourist city of Gotham, isn't it?

In the book "Gotham City Travel Guide", a close-up of the Gotham Police Department is 580 degrees without blind spots.

Various angles, including aerial photography.

"If I guessed right..."

Yi Lin took out a stick.

As an elegant gentleman, how could there be no such thing.

After setting up everything, Yi Lin walked slowly through the misty police hall as he had come, and then left the police station.

...

ten minutes later.

【17:58】

James Gordon Jr. rushed back in a hurry.

Seeing that the Gotham Police Station was intact, and it seemed that there was no disturbance on the surface, it was secretly relieved.

"It looks like it's caught up."

suddenly!

Boom boom boom boom!

There was no sign at all, the explosions continued, starting from the inside of the Gotham Police Station, suddenly turning into a bright flame, soaring into the sky.

There was only one line left in the setting sun before it could fall completely.

And the Gotham police station in the explosion is like another Gotham sun, reflecting the dazzling firelight in the sky near the night.

A terrifying heat wave, centered on the Gotham Police Station, rushed to all directions.

Little James Gordon lay on the ground subconsciously!

Behind him, the old driver, together with the police car, was directly lifted off by the exploding heat wave.

In a blink of an eye, they disappeared together with the police car.

Whirring whirring--

James Gordon Jr. only felt a burst of heat and pain behind him.

He even smelled the burnt skin.

It's like a barbecue!

I don't know how long it took.

The sound of the explosion slowed slightly.

James Gordon Jr. got up from the ground blankly.

Looking at the Gotham Police Station, which had turned into a sea of ​​flames and shattered into ruins at this moment, a word suddenly appeared in his mind——

"I will ignite Gotham with the most gorgeous fireworks and rekindle the first ray of light of the past."

"!"

This is--

Light the fireworks of Gotham!

"Riddle gentleman!!"

James Gordon Jr. gritted his teeth and roared the name from his mouth.

Just now.

A postman in astonishment, riding a motorcycle, came to Gordon with a toot.

"Is it Sheriff Gordon?"

James Gordon Jr. turned his head blankly.

"Here is a letter from you."

"Letter?" Sheriff Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly.

On the envelope.

There is no signature in the sender's column.

There is only one...question mark!

It's a riddle gentleman!

"Who sent it to you?" James Gordon Jr. asked as he opened the letter.

"It's a gentleman dressed as a nobleman. He asked me to send the letter to Sheriff Gordon standing at the gate of the Gotham Police Station at 18:10 on time."

"!"

"By the way, the gentleman said..." The postman hesitated for a moment, and decided to say it anyway: "He said that if the person standing at the door is not Sheriff Gordon, there is no need to send this letter. And... "

"What else?" James Gordon Jr. had taken out a card from the envelope.

"The gentleman first said that no matter what scene you see, don't panic. You must send the letter to James Gordon Jr. on time. Even if you see the bright and beautiful fireworks..."

"..."

Just when Sheriff Gordon was about to read the little card.

The postman slowly stretched out his hand: "Please pay $5."

"?"

"Dear Sir Gordon, this is a letter to be paid."

"!!!"

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"The explosion is indeed a man's romance."

Standing in the distance, Yi Lin smiled slightly, and at the moment he pressed the button, he watched the bright fireworks show.

Not long after the bombing of the Gotham Police Station, he was quickly swiped by a string of text before his eyes.

...

[In the name of "Riddler Gentleman", destroy the Gotham landmark "Gotham Police Station" and get +50,000 in crime! 】

[Kill the "excellent" police officers in Gotham City and get +19 guilt points! 】

[Kill the "excellent" police officers in Gotham City and get +21 guilt points! 】

[Kill the "drinking" police officer in Gotham City and get +12 guilt! 】

[Kill the "Incompetent" police officer in Gotham City to get +5 in crime! 】

[Kill...]

[Get Chaos Value...]

There is no chaotic value gains from blowing up the police station.

Others have brushed a lot of chaos values.

Just for a while, more than 300 chaos was worth the money.

...

really!

It's not just a crime to kill with Wushuang in general.

After reviewing the "Various Stories of Batman and the Villains Falling in Love and Killing", Yi Lin found that the villains who shrouded Gotham City in the dark were not how powerful and killed how many people, but... …The horror of their "name".

Little Halle unsmiling.

Deyi is happy with Joker.

A double-faced man with firm faith.

Pharaoh penguin in peace.

In short, the group of villains who crossed Gotham 20 years ago can turn Gotham into a city of sin. It is not how many people they can massacre at will, but their crazy crimes!

Therefore, Yi Lin decided to reshape a villain.

An elegant and charming villain.

A villain who makes Gotham fall into fear just by hearing his name.

In this way, scores can roll in.

Just now.

The "question mark scepter" in Yi Lin's hand lit up slightly.

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...

Pan Zhengyi swaggered into the women's toilet.

There was originally a yellow warning sign at the entrance of the women's toilet.

It says--

"During the decoration, no idlers should enter."

Pan Zhengyi kicked and shouted: "I am...justice!"

He kicked the sign and broke in.

Fortunately, there was no one in the women's toilet.

There was no **** plot of a woman who had not had time to put on her trousers, screamed "Ah" and rushed out.

But just after Pan Zhengyi broke into the women's toilet inexplicably, a line of reminders appeared in front of him.

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[Because you deliberately enter the women's toilet without shame, the crime value is +2! 】

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Pan Zhengyi smiled and ignored it.

The ladies' toilet has a mirror.

A big mirror.

From the upper left corner to the lower right corner of the mirror, there is a long crack, which seems to divide the whole mirror into two halves.

Pan Zhengyi looked in the mirror, and the crack in the mirror seemed to split him in half, with completely different expressions.

suddenly.

Pan Zhengyi lowered his head.

There are buckets of fresh paint by the feet.

Exudes a pungent smell.

"Yo?"

Pan Zhengyi's eyes flashed and he let out a weird smile.

He slowly squatted down and took a handful of it in the bucket, his hands covered with paints of different colors.

Pan Zhengyi smeared it on his face indiscriminately.

Not enough, come again, not enough, come again.

The edge of the paint bucket was sharp and it accidentally scratched Pan Zhengyi's fingers.

Red blood oozes.

Pan Zhengyi faced the split mirror.

There was a strange silence for ten seconds.

Ten seconds later ~www.novelmt.com~Pan Zhengyi slowly smeared the blood from his fingers on his lips.

Apply from the root of the left ear to the root of the right ear.

It is a scarlet lips.

"Jie Jie Jie--"

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[Congratulations on your completion of the "Clown Painting", 93% completion...]

"..."

"Me, Joker...hehehe!"

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