"No one in the special code said that time travelers would also worry about money!"
Lin En grabbed a handful of his hair: "Isn't it all, I got some money, figured out a way, some family and so on, and now I can't even afford to eat?!"
Suddenly I miss my days in Arkham. At least I have food and shelter!
"The housing problem is easy to solve, but the other issues..."
To say that the dove occupied the magpie's nest is a bit too flattering to Nathan, but there is one thing to say, the house they bought is indeed good, but the decoration style is a bit too nouveau riche, and I want to put everything on the table for people to see.
Lin En searched for a long time in his "new home" and found a lot of wine, but he wasn't hungry enough.
"Who said these people like cash? I found more than two thousand cash in total at home. Do you think they have octopus blood when they collect so many gold watches?"
Nathan didn't know if he was a man who was always ready to run away. Lynn found his hidden safe, which was not very professional. It was placed behind the painting on the bedside.
Lin En couldn't do the delicate work, so he just violently opened the lock. The chain hammer is really useful.
A lot of messy documents, various property rights documents, more than two thousand in cash, and then a lot of gold watches.
"You don't look like a cultured person. This is all...oh! You're still a teenager!"
Linn took a rough look at those documents. How should I put it? No wonder Nathan had so many gold watches hidden away. He was indeed ready to run away at any time, because this guy was obviously the underling of Gotham boss Falcone. But unexpectedly, he was not clear with another big boss.
"It seems that climbing fast is not just because of being ruthless."
You have to have means, even if it's the means of a low-level gangster.
Okay, although there is not much cash, Lin En just wants to solve the problem of eating, so he can't spend much money.
As for the future, he already has a hammer, so is he still worried that he can't find the nails he needs to drive?
"I'm coming to the beautiful Gotham~!"
Lin En was still a little excited. Although she was a little reluctant when she first came here, isn't it common sense that time travelers don't regret the results? This is Gotham!
"I have long been interested in Catwoman... no, in the people and things in Gotham!"
Taking Nathan's money, wearing Nathan's watch, wearing Nathan's suit, and using Nathan's hairspray, I didn't feel bad at all, I used it ruthlessly!
"Get out!"
Ding dong~
Things are always like this. When you are doing nothing, time will stand still for a long time and space will be fixed and unchanging. And once you want to do something, all kinds of things will come to you at once.
Just like playing with your phone all day without anyone looking for it, if you put down your phone to wash your hands, you will definitely miss an important call.
"Is anyone looking for you? Looking for Nathan? A neighbor called the police? Someone delivering a courier?"
Walking to the door, Lin En opened the door with a kind, peaceful and joyful smile that has passed the time.
"Merry Christmas, please find...fuck you!"
Whether it was Christmas or Christmas Eve that children would come to play trick-or-treating. Lynn didn't know, but the guys standing at his door, all wearing suits and sunglasses, were obviously not here to play tricks with him. .
"Um...are insurance sellers forming a group now?"
Carrying forward the style of never dying even if he tries to die, Lin En asked curiously.
No one smiled, or even showed an expression. The two people walked past Lin En and entered the house. They followed the two people to Lin En's side, and they carried him to the black business car.
"Don't! Don't! I, I haven't brushed my teeth yet, and I haven't turned off the TV! Isn't it just insurance? Why don't I buy it?
Help~~! I don’t go to any Big Bird bar! You have the wrong person! "
Maybe it was because Lin En was a bit noisy... Anyway, the leader probably had never seen someone like Lin En before. His expression management was clearly out of control, and his brows were so furrowed that they could kill a fly.
"Viggo, there's nothing."
The person who had just entered the house came out again. Vigo, who was still not feeling soothed, said a few words, and finally pointed at the house and said: "The safe has been opened, and there is nothing inside."
Vigo's expression changed, and he could see the gloominess through his sunglasses.
He turned his head and glanced at the commercial car, and said in a low voice: "Let's go. Nathan's matter must be clarified today."
………………………………
Lin En actually became quiet after getting in the car and stopped talking.
Sitting in the middle of the back row of the car, there was an expressionless man in sunglasses on each side, with a calm face and a steady posture. Lynn, who had a slicked back hair, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and raised his chin.
Apart from a little too much hairspray, which is considered a failure, I look like a big shot going to a party in his own car.
As for the men in sunglasses on the left and right, they are naturally bodyguards.
However, of course, the car did not drive to any party place, and stopped at a large meat factory.
Lin En, who was "invited" to get out of the car, was naturally very magnanimous. He was also very magnanimous when his hands were tied, and he was also very magnanimous when he was hung up by the big iron hook for hanging beef.
"Friend, no matter what relationship you rely on, this is Falcone's place. I hope you can put away that annoying expression, and then ask whatever you want and say what you say. Do you understand, kid?"
Vigo looked up at Linn who was hung up. Behind him, on the workbench used to decompose beef, several boys were sorting out a lot of messy tools.
"It doesn't look like you need to repair furniture, ice pick? Are you still using this thing? How do you use it?"
Lin En looked stupid and bold, and it looked like he had never been beaten by the Heise Club.
"hehe."
Vigo didn't bother to talk nonsense with him and turned around to get the tools. He had seen many people like this. The dividing line between a tough guy and a softie only appears the moment the knife touches the skin.
Bang.
The sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Vigo raised an eyebrow and looked back at Linn standing on the ground in surprise.
"how do you……"
"You mean this?"
Lin En shook the chain on his hand: "Oh, I learned from Guo Gang, and I can enter and exit any bank with a pack of instant noodles."
Originally, Lin En planned to come over to see the world. It's Christmas, and she has to have some fun.
If you are lucky, wouldn't it be interesting to see the Falco cabinet directly here?
But these guys actually dragged him to the slaughterhouse. The little scissors that kid was holding looked like they were used by pigs. Lin En felt that he was a little disrespectful of her.
"you……!"
"Viggo! Outside...outside...he's coming!"
After throwing away the small scissors, Vigo stretched his hands to his lower back when a young man hurried in from outside, saying something incoherent and shouting in panic.
he? !
he!
The bat with the special code is here!
"You go first..."
"Help~~! Someone is here~~!"
Vigo's words were interrupted again, this time from behind.
When I turned around, I saw the kid who had just opened the lock and was already standing on the ground...
Why did he hang himself up again? !
What the hell kind of operation is this! !
