The top killer, the big shot in the dark world, Deadshot: Lawton.
He's been in Arkham Asylum for a long, long time.
It's been so long... that he has forgotten what the black cat Lin En raised looks like!
Life in Arkham is indeed fulfilling, but it is also fixed, boring, and unchanging.
During the time that Lawton was here, the most important thing he did every day was to watch the news on the TV. Because he always had a small expectation in his heart that he didn't dare to tell others.
He hoped that one day, if only he could see the news of Lynn's death on the TV news.
Lin En is alive, and Tidu is living an uncomfortable life.
What I didn't expect was that despite all the hope, Linn was not expected to die. Instead, he was expected to come to Arkham!
Isn’t this a joke?
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"Mr. Lin, Lin... What a coincidence, you are also imprisoned in Arkham."
Lao Dun stuttered, and even though he had become the overlord of Arkham through absolute force, he still acted like an elementary school monk who met his class teacher on his way home.
Weak, pitiful, helpless, and so damn stuttering.
"No. What a coincidence."
Lin En sat back at his table, scooped out big chunks of rice with a spoon, and replied incoherently: "I signed up on my own. I've been out for a long time, so I need to go home and recuperate for a while."
Lawton: “…………”
Yes, yes, yes...this is Lynn's style, he is a real lunatic!
How can anyone who comes to a place like this take the initiative and return home? Still cultivating? !
"Pooh!"
Lin En spit out several fish bones with a bad look, and looked at the kitten with an evil expression.
"Mr. Linn..."
I'm not tired, no, I don't want to get involved in this fight between a man and a cat. We are a family, and even if there is a fight, the unlucky ones will definitely be the people watching the fun.
He was the one sitting next to Linn.
Therefore, Lawton seized the opportunity very well and stopped Lin En: "Mr. Lin En, I want to report to you what you told me before. About..."
"You will report back later. I'll get rid of this little kitten who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth first!"
"Meow!"
Lin En made a leap and overturned the dinner plate.
The little cat swung its claws in the air and scattered the fish bones everywhere.
Laodun held his head full of fish bones, borscht, and vegetable leaves... he carefully moved back, then moved, and then moved...
"...I knew it would be like this..."
Farke!
He didn't dare to say the word, he was cursing it in his heart.
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A small-scale battle quickly came to an end.
Lynn and the little cat were very restrained and did not even break a chair. They only damaged a dinner plate, a spoon, a plate, and Lawton received three cat claws and two human feet on his face.
None of this is a big deal.
No one, including Lawton, had any complaints or dissatisfaction.
Lawton even repeatedly said to the deputy dean who came to handle the incident: "No, no, no, I hit it myself. Yes, it was me... I hit it myself..."
A small farce, an episode, was quickly forgotten by Arkham, a group of energetic patients with endless strength and unfailing spirit.
It was as if nothing had happened at all. Even the dark circles on Lawton's face were so light because of his skin color that it was difficult to see.
The world is peaceful, nothing happened in Arkham today.
very good.
But Lin En was still locked up in the dark room.
With Lawton.
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"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!"
Lawton knelt at the door and banged his head against the door. The expression on his face could be called aggrieved or sad.
I've told you eight hundred times that it's okay, but I've told you eight hundred times that it was my own fault!
Why is this happening? Why is this happening!
Is this necessary?
Thinking about it, tears flowed out of the corners of my eyes unsatisfactorily, and they streaked across the wound scratched by the kitten, which made it even more painful.
"Laoden, you can talk during the day. What do you want to tell me?"
At this time, Lin En's voice came from inside.
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Said to be a small dark room, this place is actually much better than the place where Lin En lived before. It looks very much like the place where he lived when he first came here a year ago.
The place is large, with many houses and complete equipment.
Judging from the hooks on the wall and the square marks left on the floor over the years, it's possible that this place was originally a prison cell and an interrogation room, and it was very likely that it also served as a guest room for a long period of time as a prefrontal lobe removal operating room.
As for the traces of the square seal, Linn felt that that place might have been a chair before.
Electrified chairs.
Arkham is indeed a place full of outstanding people!
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Hearing Lin En calling him, Lawton quickly cleaned up all the marks on his face, walked quickly to Lin En's room where he was looking out of the small window, and sat on the small bench at the door, behaved. Sit down.
Lawton has been in Arkham for such a long time, and it’s not like he doesn’t know what’s going on outside.
Whether he got it from TV news or someone specifically collected relevant information and sold it to him, Lawton paid close attention to Linn.
He didn't need to know all the secrets, he only knew that Lin En was stronger than when he fought him.
That's enough.
What's more, this guy is so crazy that he ran to a mental hospital on his own initiative... How can Lawton not be afraid?
Therefore, even though he had just been beaten by Lin En during the day and his face was still hurting now, it did not affect Lin En's glorious image in Lawton's heart at all.
He still has wings, two horns on his head, and looks like a goat's hooves.
That's it.
"Laoden, you said during the day, has there been any progress on what I told you before?"
Lin En's head was still stuck in the small, boxy window, and her voice was vague and somewhat distorted.
Lawton pulled the small stool to stabilize his sitting position, nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Lynn. The woman named Amanda that you asked my attention to before, she contacted me."
"Oh...Amanda..."
Lin retracted his face from the small window, turned around, and looked at Lawton with a strange, disdainful and interested smile: "What did she say to you.
tell me the story. "
The evening sun, covered by the sunset glow, emitted a blood-red light. Through the small window, it shone squarely on half of Lin En's turned face. The black cat squatted on Linn's shoulder, also half-hiding, and looked at Lawton coldly.
Sitting on a very short stool at the door, Laodun raised his head and looked at it from a weird angle in the weak light. Linn seemed to have lost half of his face, had his neck broken, and was raging. Like a burning demon.
Laodun shivered violently, feeling a little cold and a little scared. This strange feeling even made him ignore the pain on his face.
Not good, someone is going to be in trouble.
Great, it's not me that's unlucky.
