[Comprehensive British and American] I open a haunted house in the superhero world

Because he gave up the right to be the first to choose, the Riddler fell behind to start the meal instead.

Calculated in this way, almost all the people sitting on the side with West were the last few to start the meal.

According to the right of selection, from front to back, open one by one.

"Ah, one for everyone." When the first plate was uncovered, the butler smiled, "It seems that we have a red beginning."

There was nothing on the plate, and before West figured out how he knew it was only one hand, the person pushing the dining cart suddenly took out a big knife from under the dining cart, and pressed that hand on the dinner plate. Go up, go down with a knife——

The screams instantly resounded throughout the restaurant, and everyone trembled.

The severed hand was placed on the dinner plate and sent to the owner of the hand.

Then there are condiments such as pepper and salt.

"Please enjoy, sir." The butler continued.

But facing one's own hand, who can enjoy it.

The owner of the hand was trembling all over, and the wound was bandaged by the food delivery man when the hand was cut off. At this time, besides the pain, he was more afraid.

This unexpected scene made everyone tremble. This was just the beginning, and someone lost a hand.

West involuntarily glanced at the Riddler. If he remembered correctly, the dining car was originally behind Nygma.

If this person hadn't been replaced, it would be Nygma who should have lost his hand now.

Nygma's expression was still calm, and he didn't even have the slightest fluctuation when he put his broken hand on the dining table.

he knows? !

West suddenly realized this, and the Riddler knew that there was no good stuff in the dining car behind him?

As he thought this way, the second person's dinner plate had been lifted.

"Oh, a finger." Following the steward's words, the servant behind the man also stepped forward and chopped off a finger.

The next few people each lost more or less a body part.

Finally came to the Riddler.

"Oh, now it's Mr. Nigma who we gave up on." The butler continued, "Look at what he got?"

Those who had their fingers and ears cut off all stared at the Riddler, especially wanting to see if the famous Riddler would also have their hands and feet cut off like them, and even... lose their lives.

"I'll do it myself." Nigma turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand to grab the white cloth, and pulled it away.

"Ah, Mr. Nigma got..." the butler suddenly raised his voice, "It's empty!"

Nothing, no food, no punishment.

The eyes of the people next to him were all wide-eyed, only the Riddler looked calm, as if he had already guessed this point.

Although there is no food, it is a good thing that there is no punishment.

But how did Nygma know?

Then the meal changed, and the bloody scene just now disappeared.

Penguin came out with sandwiches, Dick and Damian came out with bread, and even Tony and Hall, who didn't need food, had a cup of coffee.

And West even offered a whole steak.

"Okay, the meal has been arranged. Now, please start the meal." The butler said politely, and then left.

And the servants who served the meal also left quickly.

The scene was very quiet for a while, until the first person who lost his hand suddenly stood up: "You designed me?!"

He pointed at the Riddler and shouted.

The Riddler raised his eyes: "Do you still need a design?"

This sentence aroused anger, and that person immediately looked like he was about to hit someone.

But at this time, a few servants came in again, bowed their heads and said, "Fighting is not allowed in the castle, it will disturb the lady."

If it continues at this time, no one knows what the result will be.

The man gritted his teeth and sat back.

This meal was eaten without taste, even if the food was placed on the table, no one took a bite.

In the end, several people simply took the bread away.

West vomited as soon as he got back to the room. He didn't eat anything at all, and he just retched at this time.

He admitted that he was hypocritical, but when those stumps were on the table, he really felt disgusted.

Hall just scared him, Billy didn't really let him see the blood, and this time he actually saw the blood.

"Are you okay?" Tony said from outside the door.

West didn't answer right away, and when he couldn't even spit out the water, he wiped his mouth and walked out.

This is normal, only this time he allows himself to be hypocritical, if he really continues to open the haunted house like this, he will definitely see more ghosts, and he will definitely see more disgusting pictures during this period.

"It's okay." He smiled at Tony.

Tony nodded, a rare compliment to him for picking himself up so quickly.

"But I don't think I can complete the task." West said, "I looked at the situation today, and I can't protect everyone."

"So you choose to kill everyone?" Tony said.

West still shook his head: "As a last resort, I choose to give up the mission, anyway, it's just an unknown reward."

Although a voice in his heart told him that the reward might be important.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of West's room.

When it was opened, not only Dick and Damian, but also Penguin and Riddler were outside.

"Can you come in?" The Riddler said first.

West nodded, turned sideways, and let a few people into the room.

Several people found a place to sit down, gathered together as if to discuss something.

It's weird, especially after knowing that the people in front of them are supervillains and superheroes, it's even more weird for them to sit together in such a peaceful way.

"The current situation is also clear." The Riddler said first, "We can all see that this is not an easy place to escape."

These two sentences are all nonsense, and the people sitting here are very aware of the current situation.

"Cooperate," said the Riddler, touching his chin. "It's better in this place to be with smart people than fools."

The Riddler turned to look at West as he spoke, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

He was right, the Riddler was a smart man, maybe a smart man whose name could be photographed all over the world.

Dick then said, "What do you think?"

"So you are waiting for me to decide?" West said in surprise, "I am not a smart person, you are waiting for me to decide?"

The penguin who hadn't spoken much snorted: "If it weren't for you, Edward and I would never have been with these bat cubs."

"Why?" West couldn't help asking.

He said in his heart, what am I?Protagonist halo?

"There's something trying to affect us, but it's lessened when you're around." Penguin looked up at Dick, "Batboy, don't you feel something?"

West also immediately turned his head to look at Dick. He didn't find anything wrong with Dick, but did the Penguin mean that Dick was also affected?

But what happened to the sentence that if he is not affected by his side, he will be weakened?Because he has a haunted house system?

According to West's analysis, he is very self-aware, and there is nothing special about him except for the addition of a haunted house system.

So he felt that it was because of this that he was not affected by their so-called influence.

Dick touched his chin, and didn't answer immediately, but said, "Has the influence on you been so great that you are so impatient to find an amulet?"

Penguin's expression changed.

"Dick." The Riddler said at this moment, "we all know each other well, there's no need to pretend at this time, it's not a good thing for you to fight alone in this place. You need us, we need you too, give each other a chance, When the painting is out, we can all forget about the things inside.”

He changed three tones in this passage, discussing, threatening, and analyzing the pros and cons.

He also specifically pointed out Dick's identity, which was also a threat.

The Riddler was one of the people who already knew Bruce's identity, so it's no surprise to find out Dick's identity by the way.

Dick was silent for a while, Damian was not very happy, but at this time the decision was in Dick's hands.

Dick looked at West: "What do you think?"

West thought for a while, then nodded.

What happened just now, the Riddler has already shown his wisdom.

The owner of the haunted house would not comment on how deliberate it was, but he knew that the Riddler was really smart.

But he's still curious...

"How did you find out that there was a problem with the dining car behind us?" West couldn't help asking.

"See with your eyes," said the Riddler, with a smug expression on his face, as if he was very proud of his IQ.

Finding that West was still in a daze, Dick continued to explain.

"It's the order in which they came in." Dick explained kindly, "I've always remembered the order in which everyone came in, and I found that by coincidence, those dining cars also came in in the order in which we sat down. Think about it this way, Nig Mar must be the first to sit down."

The Riddler snorted in agreement.

Dick went on to explain: "Because we came in earlier and had more time to observe and think, so for the sake of fairness, the dining cars behind us are in order from worst to best, and the first to come in is the worst. , the last to come in is the best.”

It turned out to be the case.

In other words, in fact, there is no need to change at all. If the people behind did not rush to change the dining car, they would be the ones who lost their limbs now.

"But how do you know that they will definitely change with us?" West said to the Riddler still curiously.

"Because of me." The Riddler raised the corners of his mouth, his smug look was really funny, "Because I'm there, they will always subconsciously think mine is the best."

But actually the one behind the Riddler is the worst.

"So you have already discovered your worst." West said with a look of surprise, "Didn't you get the priority right? Then why didn't you change it? What if they don't have anyone to change your things?"

The Riddler grinned, "They will."

"So confident? What if other people think of what you think?" West asked.

The Riddler chuckled: "Do they have such an IQ? They always think that the one in front must be the best, and they won't touch their rusty brains at all,"

This is extremely arrogant. If the Riddler is dead, those people will definitely do what he imagined.

Seeing West's surprised face, the Riddler was even more proud: "So cooperate?"