Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 16 The Thing From Heaven
Falcone's old house was the castle of a nobleman in the 18th century. The way the old man got this mansion was not very bright, but everyone agreed that he bought it with money.

On the side of the front hall of the old castle, in a modern pouring building that doesn’t match the surrounding buildings very well, dense wires lead into it from all sides of the house, and various displays, large and small, are hung on the wall. There are several in the house The person wearing the headset is watching the situation in the various places in the manor marked on the monitor, while constantly switching perspectives, and talking to the guards everywhere.

Before yesterday, the tiny house did not exist in Falcone's family.

How could the majestic His Excellency Falcone encounter an accident in his own home?

Even when the bat first came to Gotham two years ago, it once tied Falcone, who was only wearing underwear, to the bed at night, making him so ugly, Falcone has not been remodeled The idea of ​​my own old house.

He knows that Batman is a seemingly crazy person who has been trying to restrain himself.

That bat doesn't like chaos.

As it happens, the only thing Falcone can guarantee is: as long as he dies, Gotham will definitely fall into chaos for a certain period of time.

The order of chaos is also order.

Batman knows it, and Falcone knows it better.

Because of this, although Batman has always wanted to kill Falcone, he has not found a good opportunity in the past two years.

The situation in Gotham is too complicated. The intrusion of various criminals and organized and premeditated forces from other cities involved Batman's energy, and he had to leave Falcone alive to stabilize Gotham. underground forces.

Batman is a man who can communicate.As long as you are willing to be a passive "tool man" willingly under his arrangement.

Someone always has to take a step back, why not Falcone.

However, the situation is different now.

Batman has been entangled in something. He has mysteriously disappeared for several days.

In Gotham City right now, a lunatic has the final say.

He kills when he wants to, no matter who that person is, no matter what timing and network...

That person seems to be a guy isolated from the whole of Gotham.No one can have a relationship with him, and there is no network of contacts that can restrain him, let alone any conversion of favors, and there is no way to rely on a powerful person to make peace.

Falcone felt that all his hard work these days was useless. This lunatic seemed to pop up suddenly, float down from the upper reaches of the river, and grow out of the ground.

There is no room for maneuver, and there is no right point of coexistence.

Falcone knew how things would turn out.

"...It's nothing more than immortality."

"Your Excellency Falcone, Uronov's call."

"Don't give it to me, tell him, I will go to him in person tomorrow."

"Yes."

The subordinates retreated politely and closed the wooden door.

"...if I still have tomorrow..."

In the study, Falcone said quietly.

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"Can't you just get that thing out yourself?"

"Meow~"

Lynn really wants Schrödinger to call out a demon from hell to help. The hellfire covered in stones before is not bad.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to be crushed by a bullet with a bullet in the end, it also caused him to vomit a helmet.However, their combat effectiveness is indeed good, and it has indeed attracted a large wave of firepower.

In today's tough battle with fewer enemies and more enemies, that thing is definitely more useful.

This time, they were fighting on someone else's home field, and Lynn didn't care so much about whether the house was burned or not.

As long as this guy causes a certain amount of chaos, the moon is dark and stormy, and Lynn can do whatever he wants.

The plan is good, but there is a small problem in the middle.

The little cat said that it couldn't take the initiative to close itself in the box.

This is indeed an active skill, but it has been more than a week since the kitten was born. It still skipped the infancy and growth stages, and directly appeared as a special individual in the mature stage. At present, this active skill is still temporary. Can only be released passively.

"Is that so..."

Lin En hugged the kitten and stroked the hair on the back of its neck.

"sorry."

"Meow?"

The cat's claws floated in the air, and Lin En grabbed the back of the neck and lifted the kitten, with its arms stretched out, swinging outside the balloon.

"I will miss you. In the next life, let's...fuck you! Let's go!"

"Meow! You will not end well!"

The kitten was unwilling to act with Lynn, especially in a scene where it was used as a prop. When it turned around, it gave a paw. Then, Lynn volleyed vigorously and kicked the kitten into Falcone's manor.

Anyway, it will definitely not die.

"Then the next step is to sit and wait."

Tightening the collar tightly, Lynn reached into the jingle cat space bag under his belly... and took out a salted duck.

"Hey! It's still hot! I love it."

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A box fell from the sky and flew into the bushes, which of course shocked the nervous guards in the Falcone estate.

At that time, three people jumped out of the bushes. They were all hidden observation posts, and they were too scared.

First, someone yelled a bomb, and everyone turned around and lay down. After five or six seconds passed, nothing happened, and everyone got up again.

"Go and have a look."

"Why don't you go?"

"Then Joey, go and have a look."

"I'm a bully written on my face?"

Finally, the team leader spoke, and a certain unlucky ghost walked towards the dark bush with his mouth lowered and his head lowered.

"Don't be nervous, it should be just a box, maybe it's a new way of sending messages or something."

The team leader is still reassuring his teammates here, but the Pathfinder over there has not returned for a long time.

Under the illumination of several strong flashlights, the bushes have been shaking slightly, faintly, as if there was a clicking sound.

Something is wrong!
"Battle ready!"

The squad leader shouted, and immediately passed on the news wisely.

At the same time, the branches stopped shaking.

In the next second, piercing screams rang out, and countless rotting mouse-like monsters with insect wings quickly crawled out of the bushes like the tide.

And among them, there was an old monkey about one meter tall, with shaped arms, fangs and claws, and a mouth full of blood.

"Open—fire!!"

Without the command of the squad leader, the flames from the muzzle of the gun had already started to spit out before he could make a sound.

Although everyone is an expert in the industry, and each of them has a few lives on their hands, no matter how experienced and knowledgeable they are, they have never seen this scene!
A dazzling fire lit up in a corner of the manor, and Lynn, who was sitting on a balloon and eating salted duck in the sky, could see it clearly.

"Okay, it's time for me to appear."

Throwing the salted duck, Lynn landed from another direction and went straight to the main house.

At this time, a certain person who was coming out of the bathroom and wiping the water stains on his face looked expressionlessly at the things that fell on the ground in front of him.

"Heaven... and roast duck?!"

Ps: Ask for tickets and collect
(End of this chapter)