Lin En wasn't in a hurry to find Mr. Bateman, but after all, it had already happened.
Even though Gotham seems to be in chaos now, the real trouble will be when the brother with poor makeup skills comes over.
At least, Linn didn't really want to meet that person.
No way, we can't sit down and chat properly~
There is no need to think about it. The person who fell in love and killed Mr. Bateman, Lin En, is a serious person... living a normal life, and is not willing to get involved in these things.
Fighting and killing is too unskilled.
However, it seemed that he couldn't escape, because at this time, Linn was already sure that the shadow of the transvestite clown was behind Oswald's sudden attack.
"No, I have to find time to take a look at the underground maze again.
Well...Old Bat is also looking for it, and Zha Kang is also looking for it. He still owes me something, he has to take me to meet someone.
Dachao... Dachao also needs to go and see him. He must be waiting for me to explain the whole thing. Hmm... I have to bring Alfred with me and two more bottles of wine!
Oops, why are there so many things? I’ve obviously been dawdling around!
Special code, that’s it for now, let’s go eat first. "
"Meow!"
Little Meow also agreed with this.
It's not that Lin En was avoiding or hiding from anything, it was actually that he and the little cat had a miserable time in the different space.
Lin En still hasn't told the little cat that she hid two kilograms of ribs.
This will be an eternal secret...
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It's not too difficult to find a place to eat. Gotham is one of the largest cities in the world, and of course it's a city that never sleeps.
But now...
Every door and window is closed, and there are not many shops and restaurants that are still open.
Even if there was, when people looked at Lin En's appearance, they would turn off the lights after seeing him from a distance, lock the door, hang up the closing sign, and close the business.
After searching hungry for more than 20 minutes, Linn finally found a food truck that had escaped here in the corner of a square.
When Lin En and the kitten finally had a mouthful of hot food and happy water that normal people eat after many days, Lin En made up his mind at this moment.
"Gotham must be purged!"
"Meow!"
"This can never be allowed to happen again!"
"Meow!"
"When I find a house, I'll arrange a cart of top-notch canned cats for you!"
"Meow!"
"Is yours delicious? Break some for me."
"Meow meow meow!"
"Oh, if you don't give it, you won't give it. Who are you tickling? It's really..."
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After finally eating, Linn remembered that he still had to find the missing Mr. Bateman.
So, he found a place to take a shower, changed his clothes, knocked on the door of a certain store, used money far beyond the market price to replenish the inventory of his space bag, and repaired his bicycle by the way...
Finally, finally, finally, I rode my bicycle and wandered towards the place where Oswald said.
Along the way, Lin En met a lot of kind-hearted helpers.
Some of them were in groups, some were on their own, and most of them rushed out from the roadside, holding guns with their teeth and claws, crying and shouting that they wanted to help Lin En. Of course, Lin En would not be able to get such ill-gotten wealth. He would accept it easily, but the other party was too enthusiastic and even forced Lin En to accept their funding through self-harm.
It was hard to refuse such kindness. Lin En enthusiastically hugged each of the martyrs with bruises, swollen faces and broken hands and feet. He patiently untied them from the hanging vines and threw them... and helped them to the ground. After making a promise to see each other again in the future, he spoke sincerely. In the farewell, he rode his car again and left the city of Gotham.
"Good people. Meow, did you see that there are still many good people in Gotham?"
The little meow squatted on top of Linn's head, quietly blowing the Gotham night breeze. From time to time, he looked up at the fireworks lighting up in the night sky somewhere. There was a meow without a word, echoing Lin's chatter. nonsense literature.
Not long after, one person and one cat arrived at the place Oswald mentioned.
"This place doesn't look like a dragon's den or a tiger's den. Hey, kitty, Bateman is trapped here now. Do you think he was trapped here on purpose~
It doesn’t seem feasible for us to rescue him at this time. Will he blame us both? "
The kitten was noncommittal. In fact, the kitten just wanted to find a place to have another big meal.
Linn just grabbed too much of its food.
…
With these thoughts in mind, Linn did not choose to go in directly and solve the problem in the violent way he was best at.
After sowing some tree seeds, Linn leaned against the wall, stepped on the rising branches, and sneaked in quietly.
Inside the building, on the ground floor.
The abandoned parking lot is full of rusty cars, scattered everywhere and parked haphazardly.
The position of the vent is slightly lower than half a floor above the ground. Someone destroyed the gate that had been specially treated for drainage, leaving a hole only big enough for half of the shoulder and head to go through.
At the entrance of the cave, a pair of human eyes and a pair of cat eyes were covering their mouths, watching the story happening in the parking lot.
Mr. Bateman is indeed trapped here, in this small, simple, ordinary underground parking lot.
As for the reason, it probably has something to do with another person in the parking lot.
Oswald was right, he was indeed haunted by a black cat.
Catwoman is here too.
And he was wearing a full combat uniform.
…
"Selena, that's enough!"
Bateman, who was also wearing a combat uniform, dodged Catwoman's whip kick, but did not take advantage of this opportunity to fight back. Instead, he spoke loudly, as if trying to use this method to stop the fight from continuing.
However, this doesn't make any sense.
Judging from Catwoman's movements, she is exhausted and seems to have been fighting for a long time. Her movements are slow, her strength is not strong enough, and her speed is not fast enough. Bateman should not be unable to dodge, nor should she be unable to subdue Catwoman at this stage.
But he has been passively defending and has never even made an effective counterattack.
He just gets hit, then dodges, then loudly tries to shout stop, over and over again.
"Selena, I know you are in a bad mood now, but I have to leave here."
"Why!"
Catwoman took the time to kick out another kick in the gap in the conversation, and kicked her between the crossed arms of Bateman, who did not dodge.
"Why do you do whatever you want? Why do you have to tell me this? If you want to leave, just leave! You have always been like this anyway!"
At the position of the vent, Linn and the little cat's eyes flashed with gossip, and they looked at each other in tacit understanding. Linn took out two small machines and gave one to the little meow, two to save people, and one to record the video. , a recording.
"Selena!"
Mr. Bateman finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He grabbed Catwoman's side-kicked ankle with his hands, locked Catwoman in front of him, and whispered something.
"...What did they say? Did you record it..."
"……Meow……"
"...Why don't they fight?
...Why were they separated?
them……
Where are they?
They found us!
withdraw! "
"Meow!"
