The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

Who is Jonathan Reed?

On the surface, he is a highly skilled surgeon introduced by Gotham Hospital, but in fact he is indeed doing the work of a surgeon.

So how did the surgeon get the attention of Batman and Reaper at the same time?

Let's start with Batman and get to know the doctor.

The timeline came to the morning when Anyang and they bumped into each other on the rooftop.

Bruce, who woke up slowly, sat at the rich man's version of the dining table in Wayne Manor eating brunch under the gaze of the old butler. Bruce opened today's Gotham newspaper.

Rumors of unidentified creatures have been flying around in Gotham for a long time, he doesn't care about this, Bruce's eyes are more focused on another news.

"The only person who saved the victim was Gotham Hospital's new night shift doctor." He slowly read the news headline, "Vicki's exclusive interview—the most handsome surgeon, Jonathan Reed."

"It seems that our Vicky reporter is going to choose to date someone else." Afu leaned over to refill Bruce's teacup, "The premise is that you continue to be a nocturnal creature."

Bruce has long been familiar with the butler's love preaching from time to time, and he chose to change the subject in time, "I always think his name is familiar."

"It's just a public name, sir." Afu put away the dinner plate and said casually, "There are many people with this name in the United States alone. If I remember correctly, your friend is also a colleague of the Justice League, and the father of Master Kent is It's Jonathan."

"It's different, Ah Fu, I must have seen this name somewhere." Bruce was sure, he stared at the other person's face in the newspaper, and looked at Ah Fu after a while, he suddenly realized, "Book."

"The book you gave me, Alfred." He looked at the bewildered butler, and strode towards the Batcave, "The book about the British flu in 1918, which wrote about the Spanish flu epidemic in England at that time." It's all under control because of a doctor."

Bruce excitedly manipulated the bat computer, and soon two pictures appeared on the computer.

In the black-and-white photo on the left side of the screen, a man in a long suit stands in the center of the crowd, and they take a group photo at a hospital called Pembroke.

On the right side of the screen is the scene of the man in the hospital rounds in this news. He is standing in front of Nina Eisenhart, the only survivor of this case.

"Look, Ah Fu."

"What kind of doctor will keep his face unchanged for nearly 100 years."

"It reminds me of the scene when you investigated Ms. Prince." Afu teased, but then his face became a little sad, "I think the British rumors I told you are true, Master Bruce. "

"The doctor who controlled the flu may be the legendary vampire, so I think you can visit him." Afford paused, "Friendly, using another identity."

"We can't draw conclusions yet, Ah Fu." Bruce said seriously, "Whether he is a real vampire or not, and whether he is really friendly or not, he may be related to the unknown creature circulating in Gotham this time."

"By the way." Bruce came back to his senses and thought of the second son who hadn't shown up so far, "Where did Jason go? Didn't he have class today?"

"I'm glad you asked this question." Afu said, "Master Jason had already gone out alone five minutes before you could count. He said he didn't have enough handmade paper and would go to Chinatown. He also asked me if you had anything to bring back."

Feeling Ah Fu's concept of his infinite 5 minutes, Bruce said dryly, "Uh...no."

"By the way, I hope you pay attention to Master Jason recently. I found traces of something being burned in the bathroom of his room. Through monitoring, I found that Master Jason burned all his handicrafts."

Bruce:? ? ?

What's going on, is there really any new business being launched?

The camera pans to Jason, who is standing at the front desk of Gotham Hospital.

"Hey, hello boy, how can I help you?" The front desk lady noticed Jason who seemed to be looking for something. .

"Hello, I want to see Nina Eisenhart. I just went to her ward and found that she was not there. The nurse told me that her family members helped me change the room." Facing the distrustful eyes of the front desk, Jason Pick up the fruit in your hand and show the other person, "I am her friend."

"You know, boy, she does have a lot of friends these days."

"Please, I'm really her friend." Jason lay on the front desk. "I'm Jason Todd. I visited him with my father a few days ago."

The front desk stared at Jason's face, and exclaimed in a low voice for a while, she quickly tore off a note and wrote down a series of numbers, then reached out and gestured for a phone call, "She's in the single room on the top floor, remember something to ask you Dad called me."

"Bruce, in a sense you are always the most reliable person." Jason said with emotion, and threw the number strip crumpled into a paper ball in his hand into the trash can.

"Then, Nina Eisenhart, what role are you playing?" Jason murmured, "Even Death is paying attention to you."

He pushed open the door of Nina's ward, and happened to meet the eyes of the people in the ward. The boy with silver hair and sunglasses, and a gray-black jacket stood up from the bed. He pushed the sunglasses onto his hair and arrived almost in seconds. At the door, he looked at Jason at the door with an unkind expression.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Hearing this, Jason raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Then why are you asking here?" He remembered that in the survey conducted by Bruce, there was such a person who had contacted Nina recently, "Peter Maximoff?"

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Forget about Jason's own amazing adventures alone.

Let's return to the original question, who is the doctor Jonathan who lived from World War I to the present who brought the British flu to an end.

Time went back to Anyang after he left Wayne Manor and returned to the office.

Whoops, family.

If you run away from work for a while, you can't escape forever!

People don't want to train!I want to work!

Everyone is dead, it's useless to turn me into a gymnast!

"Then you can choose to practice using the scythe first or I will teach you some self-defense techniques." Corey, who was supervising my training, said with his legs crossed.

Don't think I don't know you're gloating!

The police car was burned to you by the craftsmen!Just let me go!

"You should tell us, Ann." Corey looked like I didn't save you, but I didn't dare to save you, "Gotham is really not peaceful recently, I rarely see John with other people Go out to work during the day."

"They're all gods of death, and they're still afraid of those people." I wondered, the people in Gotham are simple and honest, so it's not like that.

"No, no, Ann." Corey looked like a child who had never seen the world, "It's not for nothing that there are so many talented people. What's more," he showed a helpless expression, "this kind of talented person does not only refer to the living .”

He sneaked into my ear, "There are still a group of man-made undead in Gotham City. Their souls are imprisoned on the penis, and their bodies are sealed together. Minister Thomas once contacted the higher-ups to bring their souls There is no way to go with Ben."

He looked at me with a dull face, "So you understand, remember to report when you go out in the future."

While the two of us were chatting, the door of the office was slammed open, and John and several other staff who went out with him walked in as if they were holding something.

"Quick! Mary, Ann, close the door quickly! Don't let her run away." The veins on John's forehead bulged, and several other people also pushed behind with a sickle.

I quickly closed the door to isolate the outside world, and I also saw clearly the people John had chained up—or creatures that still had a semblance of sanity.

"My God!" exclaimed Mary.

Don't blame her for being frightened by this. When I saw this person clearly, I couldn't help but have a slight physiological reaction. A little or a few remaining hairs were pulled together on the head, densely packed red envelopes spread all over the whole face, and the smell was thick. The liquid was continuously overflowing from the corner of her mouth along the bloody fangs, and what made people even more physically uncomfortable was the bulging yellow cyst on her right arm.

I can't describe it anymore, family members.

The action of taking a few steps back was really serious, I was about to throw up!

After successfully tying the monster to the entrance with a silver chain, John and the others were very tired, "This blood demon is really difficult to deal with, but fortunately she still has a little sense."

Mary took some brass powder and sprinkled it on the ground to prevent the Gorefiend from running away again, while John began to tell about the adventure.

In fact, during the daytime field work, only one or two people will go out, after all, the sun will cause damage to the god of death.But they sensed a strong kind of vengeful spirit from somewhere in Gotham, and there are often only a few phenomena that can cause such a result.John immediately wondered if the clown led the blood demon to commit crimes again, so he led a few people to the Gotham sewers along the direction of the breath.

"I didn't expect it wasn't the clown, but the blood demon was committing the crime." When they arrived, the water in Gotham's sewer was already stained red, and blood splashed the entire wall.

"No wonder it's like this." I said with emotion, anyone who sees his body being eaten by the murderer after death will feel resentful.

At this time, Julie, who had been checking the number of souls brought back this time, came over. She took the file and looked at the blood demon, and then looked at the file again, with a complicated expression on her face, "Guys, I found a new one." Question. Several souls have not been brought to justice in this case."

She pointed at the Gorefiend with an unclear tone, "And this person, her name is Dorothy Kant." Seeing everyone's confusion, Julie continued, "Death can't take away the soul of the living, do you know?" Come to think of it, some of the souls that weren't brought back in the last case weren't just clowns taking their souls away."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire Gotham office fell into silence. I think that the souls that were not brought back this time will most likely become flesh-eating monsters themselves.

"Wait." I suddenly called out to attract everyone's attention, "The corpses at the scene will be taken away by the GCPD and sent to the hospital, so how did these gorefiends sent to the hospital mortuary escape? If they If you really escaped from the morgue, why is the hospital still safe and sound?"

"Someone let me go..." The monster who had lost his mind gradually came back to his senses at this moment, and Dorothy, who realized what he had done, burst into tears.

"A doctor who called himself Jonathan Reed released me from the freezer in the mortuary. He walked me out of the hospital and told me that I was free. I wanted to go home, but the hunger and thirst filled me." She said. Covering his face and crying loudly, "What the hell did I do..."

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Timeline returns.

When I read the doctor's name.

"Guests from afar, please come in."

A deep and deep voice came from the other side, and the door was blown open by the wind.

With back hair, distinct features, high nasal bone, well-groomed beard, and a mellow and elegant British accent.

The vampire doctor finally showed his true colors!

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The author has something to say:

The new chapter still hopes that the family will like it

In fact, I want to finish writing Gudazi’s side story now if I have time. In fact, the main text is already over.