Falcone's old house was the castle of a nobleman in the 18th century. The old man's method of acquiring this mansion was not very bright, but everyone agreed that he bought it with money.
On the front hall side of the castle, there is a modern cast-in-place building that does not match the surrounding buildings. Densely packed wires pass into it from all sides of the house. Various monitors, large and small, are hung on the wall. There are several monitors in the house. The person wearing the headset is paying attention to the situation in various parts of the manor marked on the monitor, while constantly switching perspectives and talking to the guards everywhere.
Before yesterday, Falcone's family didn't have this little house.
How could the dignified Falco cabinet encounter something unexpected in his own home?
Even if the bat just came to Gotham two years ago and tied up Falcone in his underwear on the bed at night, making him so ugly, Falcone never changed his mind. Thoughts about my old home.
He knew that Batman was a man who seemed crazy but always tried to restrain himself.
That bat doesn't like chaos.
As it happens, the only thing Falcone can guarantee is that 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 understands, Falcone understands even better.
Because of this, although Batman has always wanted to kill Falcone, he has never found a good opportunity in the past two years.
The situation in Gotham is too complicated. The endless emergence of various criminals and the intrusion of organized and premeditated forces from other cities has affected Batman's energy and forced him to leave Falcone alive in order to stabilize Gotham. underground forces.
Batman is a man who can communicate. As long as you are willing to be a passive "tool man" under his arrangement, that's fine.
Someone has to take a step back, why not Falcone.
However, the situation is different now.
Batman doesn't know what happened, and he has been mysteriously missing for several days.
A madman has the final say in Gotham City right now.
He kills people when he wants, no matter who the person is, no matter what the timing or network...
That person seems to be a guy isolated from the entire Gotham. No one can have a relationship with him, and there is no network of contacts that can restrain him. There is no conversion of favors, and there is no way to rely on a powerful person to make peace with him.
Falcone felt that all his efforts these days were in vain, as if this madman suddenly appeared, floated down from the upper reaches of the river, and grew out of the ground.
There is no room for change, and there is no right point of coexistence.
Falcone knew where things would turn out.
"...It's nothing more than a fight to the death."
"Falco Cabinet, Ulonov's phone call."
"No need to give it to me. Tell him that I will go find him personally tomorrow."
"yes."
The men politely withdrew 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~"
Lin En really wanted Schrödinger to call out a devil from hell to help him. The hellfire that was covered in stones from before was good.
Although it was a bit embarrassing to have Deadshot's skull shattered with a bullet in the end, it also caused him to vomit all over his helmet. However, his fighting power is indeed good, and he has really attracted a lot of firepower.
In today's critical battle with fewer enemies and more enemies, that thing is definitely more useful.
This time he was fighting on someone else's home court. Linn didn't care so much whether the house burned down or not.
As long as this guy causes a certain amount of chaos, Lin En can do whatever he wants in this dark and windy month.
The plan is good, but there is a small problem.
The kitten said that it could not shut itself in the box on its own initiative.
This is indeed an active skill, but it has only been more than a week since the kitten was born. It still skipped the infancy and growth stages and appeared directly as a special individual in the mature stage. For now, this active skill is still temporary. It can only be released in a passive form.
"That's it..."
Linn held the kitten and stroked the hair on the back of its neck.
"sorry."
"Meow?"
The cat's paws floated in the air, and Lin En grabbed the back of Destiny's neck and lifted the kitten up. His arms were stretched out and dangled outside the balloon.
"I will miss you. In the next life, we will still...fuck you, why are you tickling people! Let's go!"
"Meow——! You will not end well!"
The kitten didn't want to accompany Linn in a play, especially a scene where it was used as a prop. She turned around and slapped her paw, and then Linn kicked the kitten into Falcone's manor with a powerful volley.
It's definitely not going to die anyway.
"Then the next step is to sit back and wait."
After tightening his collar, Linn put his hand into the Jingle Cat space bag under his abdomen and took out a salted duck.
"Hey! It's still warm! Love it."
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A box fell from the sky and flew into the trees, which would certainly shock the nervous guards at Falcone Manor.
At that time, three people jumped out from the bushes. They were all secret observation posts, and they were terribly frightened.
First, someone shouted a bomb, and everyone turned around and fell down. Five or six seconds passed, and nothing happened. You looked at me and I looked at you, and everyone got up again.
"Go and take a look."
"Why don't you go?"
"Then Joey goes and takes a look."
"Is it written on my face that I'm easy to bully?"
Finally, the team leader spoke, and a certain unlucky man kept moving and walked into the dark trees with his head lowered.
"Don't be nervous, it's probably just a box, maybe a new messaging method or something."
The team leader is still here to reassure his teammates, but the pathfinder over there has yet to come back.
Under the illumination of several strong flashlights, the trees were shaking slightly, and there seemed to be a faint clicking sound.
Something's wrong!
"Prepare for battle!"
The squad leader shouted loudly and immediately relayed the news wisely.
At the same time, the branches stopped shaking.
The next second, a piercing shriek sounded, and countless rotten mouse-like little monsters with insect wings quickly crawled out of the trees like a tide.
Among them, there is an old monkey about one meter tall, with abnormally shaped arms, sharp teeth and claws, and a mouth full of blood.
"Turn on the fire!!"
Without the squad leader's command, the flames from the muzzle had already started spitting out before he spoke.
Although everyone is a master in the industry, each of them has several lives hanging on their hands, but no matter how experienced and knowledgeable they are, they have never seen such a scene!
A dazzling fire light lit up in a corner of the manor, and Linn, who was sitting on a balloon eating salted duck in the sky, could see it clearly.
"Okay, it's time for me to appear."
With a throw of the salted duck, Linn landed from another direction and headed straight for the main house.
At this time, a certain person was coming out of the bathroom, wiping the water stains on his face, looking at the things falling on the ground in front of him expressionlessly.
"There's roast duck in the sky?!"
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