Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 64

"It was you who called me just now, and you were the one who hit me."

Lynn picked up the back of the kitten's neck, and seeing the little black cat bared its teeth when it laughed, it swung its arms around in a rage on the spot.

……

Caught the little kitten who was already a little dizzy, but still persistently trying to bite him, under the creaking nest, Lin En realized a pain in his waist.

"...I seem to have been stabbed, right?"

He reached out to touch the wound on his waist, it was almost healed.

With a curl of his mouth, he lifted the letter cutter in his hand and threw it out. With a sound of DUANG, it stuck on the side of the interrogation chair.

Right next to Oswald's ear.

In other words, he deserves to be a man who can mix from the bottom, is a bigwig on the road, is an elite in the business world, and almost became the mayor of Gotham.

Among other things, with this concentration, he was born to be the boss.

Seeing that things were developing in an unphysical direction, Oswald could still laugh, and still asked politely: "It seems that drama performances always have to be accompanied by some accidents.

Hello, this unknown gentleman, may I ask if you are..."

"what?"

Lin En wiped his mouth with the kitten, and said with a puzzled expression, "Boss, I'm your pony!"

The smile froze on Oswald's face.

"Oh, ah... hehe..."

He turned his gaze to Gordon who had been silent all this time, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Director Gordon, I'm really sorry for visiting late at night."

After finishing speaking, he took off his hat for a moment, then turned to look at Lynn again: "I don't know, how should I express my apology."

While speaking, he opened his hands to stop the guys behind him who were about to move.

Really, Lynn wanted to applaud him when he heard this sentence.There is something really special about this unremarkable little man who can fight his way out from the bottom and make his way in Gotham, where the hierarchy is completely solidified.

Can see the form clearly, have a keen "sense of smell", know the gains and losses of advance and retreat, understand the exchange of interests, and know how to balance what the enemy and the enemy need.

Maybe he can really be a mayor.

At least being the mayor of Gotham is definitely more than enough.

"Lynn..."

Gordon took a few steps forward, came to the position behind Lynn, lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Right now... is really not a good time to start a war. The people behind him are basically ordinary People, they are all bewitched and deceived, and they did these things under the guidance of someone with a heart.

Lynn. "

Gordon bit the accent and emphasized his tone: "I think... the most important thing is to calm this crisis."

"Ugh……"

Lynn sighed suddenly.

Gordon, who was standing behind Lynn, felt that with this sigh, Lynn's shoulders slumped and his stature became shorter.

"...That's why Gotham has always been like this."

When Lynn spoke, he suddenly became very serious, which made Gordon feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Lynn's seriousness seemed to be just his illusion. After Gordon blinked a few times, Lynn became the very unprincipled look he used to be.

A slightly raised chin, a wide smile, and pursed lips.

"Director Gordon~"

Lynn's voice was very drawn out, as if singing some ugly drama, and it sounded very thin and annoying.

"It's not just about killing dignitaries. It's about killing civilians too."

For a moment of trance, Gordon seemed to see the serious Lynn again.

Blinking eyes, misread.

How could such a look of pity appear on Lynn's face?

What a hell.

…………

"Let's make a game. What do you think?"

Lynn put the kitten on his shoulders, and the kitten crawled lightly and skillfully to sit on top of Lynn's head.

He is wearing a black kitten.It seems to be wearing a strange hat, and it seems to be a pharaoh who climbed out of some pyramid.

With his back to Gordon, he walked step by step in front of Oswald. When Oswald tried to stand up, he put his hand on Oswald's shoulder and pushed him back to the interrogation chair superior.

"You may have heard my name."

With a warm smile on the corner of Lynn's mouth, he lowered his head and looked at Oswald sitting on the chair.

"My name is Lynn. Lynn-Adrian."

The smile on Oswald's face froze again.

"I'm also a part of Gotham... But, like all Gotham people.

I don't like Gotham right now. "

Lynn walked slowly around Oswald, came behind him, stretched his hands over the back of the chair behind Oswald, pressed them on his left and right shoulders, bent down slowly, with an extremely awkward and weird position, and put his head next to Oswald's head.

"You... want to be the mayor of Gotham, right?"

"Mr. Lynn, I..."

"You want to be Gotham, Mayor. Right?"

"…………right."

Gently pulling out the handkerchief decorated on Oswald's chest, Lynn wiped Oswald's sweat.

"Then, let's play a game."

Lynn got up, walked back to Oswald, and knelt down to look at him.

"This game is divided into two parts."

Lynn stretched out a finger: "The first part is called: I ask, you answer."

"Mr. Lynn... ah-uh!! Uh!"

"Shh..."

Pulling out the letter cutter from Oswald's ear, Lynn stuck it into Oswald's thigh blankly.

At the same time, with the other hand, he covered his mouth.

"I ask, you answer."

Lynn raised an eyebrow, and Oswald nodded.

Lynn let go, pinched the handle of the letter cutter, pulled it out quickly, changed hands, and inserted it into Oswald's other leg.

This time, Oswald gritted his teeth and made no sound.

"Good boy. Good boy!"

Lin En patted his head kindly, and said gently: "Your mother will be proud of you. You see, when you inserted this knife into my stomach, I was not as strong as you."

"Lynn..."

Gordon raised his arms and opened and closed the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after seeing Lynn not looking back, he still closed his mouth.

Maybe Lynn is really disappointed in me.

"Well, first question. Where did you come from?"

"...I am also from Gotham, I was born here and grew up here..."

"Oh...understood. Then, the second question."

Lynn moved closer to Oswald, with the tip of his nose close together, staring closely into his eyes: "Gotham's underground labyrinth..."

Oswald's pupils constricted for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Oh~~~!"

Like a child who found some toy, Lin En clapped his hands excitedly, jumped happily and said, "You really know, you really know!"

The next second, Lin Enfu bent down again and pulled out the letter cutter from Oswald's lap.Stretching out his finger, he wiped some blood on Oswald's leg.

Then, his words were soft, his voice was slightly excited and trembling, and he asked with wide eyes: "The person who went there was not you...

There is my photo hanging there, you will see it when you go.

Then, can you tell me who went to that place and asked you to come.

Does that person have such a smile on his face? "

Raising his hands, Lynn drew a bloody smile on the corner of his mouth.

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(End of this chapter)