"You were the one who called me just now, and you were the one who hit me."
Lin En grabbed the kitten by the back of the neck and looked at the little black cat smiling so hard that his teeth were sticking out. He was so angry that he made a huge swing on the spot.
…
He pinched the kitten, which was already a little dizzy, but still persisted in trying to bite him, under the creaking nest. Linn reacted only when his waist hurt.
"...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 lips, he raised his hand and threw out the letter cutter, with a DUANG sound, and inserted it into the side of the interrogation chair.
Right next to Oswald's ear.
To be honest, he is worthy of being a man who was able to get up from the bottom, become a big boss in the street, an elite in the business world, and almost became the mayor of Gotham.
If nothing else, just this determination makes him a born boss.
Seeing that things were developing in a less physical direction, Oswald was still able to laugh, and he still asked politely: "It seems that theatrical performances are always accompanied by some accidents.
Hello, this unknown gentleman, may I ask who you are..."
"ah?"
Lin En wiped his mouth with the kitten and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Boss, I am your pony boy!"
Oswald's smile faltered.
"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 sorry for visiting late at night."
After saying that, he took off his hat as a gesture, then turned to look at Lin En again: "I don't know how I should express my apology."
As he spoke, he opened his hands to stop the guys behind him who were about to move.
Really, Linn wanted to applaud him when he heard this. This little guy with an unattractive appearance can fight his way up from the bottom and find his way out of Gotham, where the hierarchy has been completely solidified. There is something really special about it.
He can see clearly the form, has a keen "smell", knows the gains and losses of advancing and retreating, understands the exchange of interests, and knows how to balance what the enemy and ourselves need.
Maybe he could actually be a mayor.
At least being the mayor of Gotham is definitely more than enough.
"Lynn..."
Gordon took a few steps forward and came to the position behind Linn. He lowered his head slightly and whispered: "Right now... is really not a good time to start a war. The people behind him are basically ordinary people. People, they were all deceived and deceived, and they did these things under the guidance of thoughtful people.
Lynn. "
Gordon emphasized the emphasis and emphasized his tone: "I think... we should focus on quelling this crisis."
"well……"
Linn sighed suddenly.
Gordon, who was standing behind Linn, felt that with this sigh, Linn's shoulders slumped a little and his stature became a little shorter.
"...That's why Gotham is always like this."
When Lynn spoke, he suddenly became very serious, which made Gordon feel very uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Linn's seriousness seemed to be just his illusion. After Gordon blinked a few times, Linn became the very non-serious look he had in the past.
Slightly raised chin, full smile, pursed lips.
"Director Gordon~"
Lynn's voice was very drawn out, as if she was singing some ugly drama, and it sounded very shrill and annoying.
"Not only the powerful will be killed. The civilians will also be killed."
In a dazed moment, Gordon seemed to see the serious Linn again.
Blinking his eyes, he saw something wrong.
How could such a look of compassion appear on Lin En's face.
What a hell.
…………
"Let's play a game. What do you think?"
Linn put the kitten on his shoulder, and the kitten easily and skillfully climbed to the top of Linn's head and squatted down.
He is holding a black kitten on his head. It looked like he was wearing a strange hat, and he looked like a pharaoh crawling 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 her lips, Linn lowered his head and looked at Oswald who was sitting on the chair.
"My name is Lynn. Lynn-Adrian."
The smile on Oswald's face froze again.
"I am also a part of Gotham...but, like all Gothamites.
I don't like Gotham now. "
Lin walked slowly around Oswald and came behind him. His hands reached through the back of the chair behind Oswald and pressed on his left and right shoulders. He slowly bent over and made an extremely awkward and weird gesture. posture, putting his head close to Oswald's head.
"You...want to be the mayor of Gotham, right?"
"Mr. Linn, I..."
"You want to be the mayor of Gotham, right?"
"…………right."
Gently pulling out the handkerchief adorning Oswald's chest, Linn wiped Oswald's sweat.
"Then, let's play a game."
Linn stood up, walked back to Oswald, knelt down and looked at him.
"This game is divided into two parts."
Linn held out a finger: "The first part is called: I ask, you answer."
"Mr. Lynn...ah-uh! Ugh!"
"Shh..."
Pulling out the letter cutter from Oswald's ear, Lin expressionlessly inserted it into Oswald's thigh.
At the same time, he covered his mouth with his other hand.
"I ask, you answer."
Linn raised an eyebrow and Oswald nodded.
Lin let go of his hand, pinched the handle of the letter cutter, quickly pulled it out, changed hands, and inserted it into Oswald's other leg.
This time, Oswald gritted his teeth and didn't make a 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 finally closed his mouth when he saw Linn not looking back.
Maybe, Lin En is really disappointed with me.
"So, first question. Where did you come from."
"...I am also from Gotham. I was born and raised here..."
"Oh... Got it. Then, the second question."
Linn got close to Oswald, with the tips of their noses almost touching, staring into his eyes closely: "Gotham's underground maze..."
Oswald's pupils shrank for a moment and soon returned to normal.
"Oh~~~!"
Like a child who has discovered some toy, Lin En clapped her hands excitedly and jumped happily: "You really know, you really know!"
The next second, Lin Enfu bent down again and pulled out the letter cutter from Oswald's leg. He stretched out his finger and wiped some blood on Oswald's leg.
Then, he spoke softly, with slight excitement and trembling in his voice, and asked with his eyes widened: "You are not the one who goes there..."
There is a photo of me hanging there. If you go there, you will see it.
Then, can you tell me who went to that place and who asked you to come?
Does that person have such a smile on his face? "
Raising his hands, Lin En drew a bloody smile on the corner of his mouth.
