Gotham Mayor Simulator

At no time in the past did Penguin collapse so much because of the cell problem. This was not his first time in jail.

This is not the first time he has come to Blackgate Prison. Of course, Arkham is more familiar with it, but this time he asked for it. He sent himself to Blackgate Prison. There is one bad thing here - Arkham is mentally ill. In the hospital, the prisoners will not be required to work. They will only provide the prisoners with food, props that cannot hurt themselves, and then let them read, talk, and rest.

But Blackgate, it's different here, especially after the new warden shows up.

Stupid Joseph is gone, and the new warden intends to transform Blackgate Prison into something of her own, but she doesn't understand Blackgate Prison, and the water here is much deeper than she imagined.

Just as Penguin was thinking, he was taken out by the prison guards and was going to participate in today's labor.

——Because of his performance, the status of Penguin, a generation of gangsters, was judged as "safe" and he could participate in labor with other prisoners. Naturally, they would not bring Killer Croc out to clear the sewers, because the risks are not proportional to the benefits.

But today's route was a bit strange. They first went to the warehouse in area b2 to transport a batch of machines, and then installed these machines under the guidance of technicians. Then, they had to start learning to operate these machines.

The person next to the Penguin was holding the cloth in his hand with a confused look on his face: "What exactly are we going to do?"

"What we have to do is add fluorescent agent when making cloth, and then go and do some damn weaving work," Penguin twitched his lips, "But why the stupid green fluorescent agent?"

He stared at the teaching materials that were posted. The final version of the results was shown on the ppt. It was a green hood that was elastic and difficult to take off by external force. The hood was sewn with windshield, and the user would only reveal the windshield. If this thing wasn't fluorescent green, he would suspect it was used to rob a bank.

And on the patchwork piece of cloth linked under the user's chin are black words——

"Sanitation".

"It looks like this is a uniform used by some kind of sanitation organization or workers. It's ugly enough, but it must be conspicuous at night," Penguin thought, "But what does that have to do with me?"

Although he thought so, his men's actions were not perfunctory at all. Under the restrictions of the contract, whether Penguin is willing or not, he will become a model criminal in the prison-what a disgusting title.

After working for a period of time, they received one more sausage and half an apple for dinner than other criminals as payment for their work.

But on his way from the canteen to his cell, he was stopped again:

"Cobot?" The prison guard nodded to him, "I'll change a cell for you. Come with me."

Penguin paused, smiled and said: "Okay, okay, can I ask who it is..."

The prison guard pushed him back to area B2 and opened a door in the corner of the room where they worked today: "The warden thinks you did a good job——"

The prison guard looked calm: "While you were working, you recorded the number of all the hoods and scratched them under the workbench with your fingernails."

Penguin's face twisted for a moment.

"And you tilted your head several times during work," the prison guard tilted his head to indicate to him to look at the surveillance camera, "...it was all because there were seagulls landing on the windowsill. Do you miss it very much? Your ability to train birds is very good. Mr. Cobot , since you were imprisoned in Black Gate Prison, this is the first time you have come from the underground to the ground."

"I just," Penguin laughed, "I just like those little cuties. What does the warden lady want me to do? I think I can always do a good job."

"Do what you did today," the prison guard said. "You will live here. All the hoods will be numbered one after another. You must remember these numbers to ensure that you know the whereabouts of any hood."

After the prison guards left, Penguin was stunned for a moment before sitting on the bed.

Unless these hoods with "sanitation" sewn on them are only used inside the prison, does "knowing where to go" mean... that he has the possibility of leaving Blackgate Prison?

The Penguin gasped for air, clenching and unclenching his palms. If he could leave the prison, he believed he could do a lot, such as finding a magician who was good at resolving curses.

He stared at the shining green outside and the color of the hoods through the window of this door, but now he felt that these things were not ugly at all, they were all his little cuteness.

It just so happened that Weiwei was choosing users for Penguin's little cuties.

"You can't be too fat, you can't be too thin, you can't be extremely strong, and you can't have any iconic tattoos on your body..." She sat on her chair and spun around slowly. When she said this, thousands of copies of the system interface My resume was instantly reduced by half.

Weiwei vaguely felt that the system was easier to use, not that the game optimization had become smarter, but... that indescribable silky feeling, she felt that the running speed was twice as fast!

"Do you want to go talk to Black Mask?" Weiwei continued to spin around, supporting her chin with one hand, "Black Mask's current health value, let me see, 76, surrender, 15... But I really didn't expect it. , is just locking him up like that considered part of the interrogation, because I tortured his mind? "

Do you want to leave first and let him out? Of course not.

Weiwei has to wait until the surrender progress bar is full... She originally had a good plan, but the problem is, these NPCs just like not to go according to plan.

In the early morning of the 29th, the prison guard rushed into the office and found that the warden was not asleep yet, but was staying up late to read the criminal's information.

He didn't have time to think about it: "Ms. Betvin, Black Mask killed his subordinate Cole, you know, they were locked in a room with magical powers, and then he killed him, threatened... threatened us to put him Let it go, if we don't he'll keep killing people, that's what he said."

Weiwei frowned: "He is alone, and there are 27 people in the room. Although they are his subordinates, why can't they resist?"

The prison guard said blankly: "...Madam, that's the Black Mask. That's... the Black Mask!"

Who dares to resist him? That was Roman Sionis, one of the most brutal thugs in Gotham, a master of punishment, and an expert in combat. Even if the gun was pointed at their foreheads, they would not dare to resist.

——They will only be glad in their hearts that Cole was the first to die and not themselves.

Just like Weiwei threatened Black Mask with self-destruction before, Black Mask chose to threaten the warden with the lives of his men.

It doesn't matter even if he fails, he won't suffer anyway - if he kills them all, he will have a clean room of his own, and what will the warden have... The accusations in newspapers, the voices of human rights organizations, the drop To rock bottom fame.

Black Mask thought it was great, it kept his men from dying worthless deaths.

"I've had enough," the young warden threw the pen on the table. "He just saw that I was busy, so he found trouble for me at this time, right?"

She frowned and picked up the pen: "Evacuate everyone in Area A2, turn off the surveillance, then go to Dead Shooter, tell him that his daughter will come to visit this weekend, and the prison will be responsible for transportation, and then put me in the seventh row of Area C5 Give him the gun in the third box."

The prison guard trembled, almost thinking that the warden was going to lynch Black Mask.

"What are you doing standing still?" Weiwei said, "Don't forget to take the tranquilizer bomb next to the gun."

Since Black Mask wants to leave the cell early and enjoy his prison life, that's fine, then Weiwei doesn't mind giving him a torture set for one person.

After driving the prison guards out, Weiwei made a phone call: "Next, watch the sky and the seaside for me. I allow you to shoot any suspicious person you see."

She stared at the dense red dots on the map, zoomed in and out, and then made a "cut" sound.

——If Black Mask wants to take advantage of the opportunity to escape from prison, it is better to organize a platoon of Deathstroke to come over, that way the possibility is higher.

The chaotic weather in Gotham always catches people off guard. When Vivi appeared in the clearing, heavy rain poured down. She stood here as if she would be hit by raging lightning at any time.

The men of Black Mask were kneeling or lying down, no one looked at him, but he stood in the center of the crowd, showing a bloody smile to Weiwei.

Weiwei licked her lips and returned to the corridor on the second floor.

Theoretically - Theoretically, Bella Betvin cannot solve the problem of Black Mask being unable to leave, because it was Vivi who nailed the nail in the beginning, and now it is Vivi White. If "Bella" is allowed to do this , in the boss battle of the game, this behavior is called random hatred.

But Weiwei remembered that she had demonstrated her ability to "teleport" in front of others without any pretense.

Thunder and lightning crackled.

Black Mask squinted his eyes and saw a familiar figure appearing behind the female warden.

The girl who cheated on him! She is staring at herself!

Black Mask fired a shot straight ahead, but the bullet was deflected by the wall of air. He grinned and pointed the hot muzzle at the men beside him. The men trembled and put down the guns and raised their hands. He said: "Help..."

“Help!” “Help—” “Help, please!”

The warden frowned. She blocked the girl with her body, then pushed her behind the wall. Holding a small hammer in her hand, she said: "You did threaten me, Black Mask. This can solve the problem." Open this prison prop and let the others go!"

"You are really just," Black Mask sneered, "Warden."

See, righteous people are far weaker than the bad guys like them, because they can be threatened, and everyone can become their weakness - even the life of the bad guy himself.

He thought it was extremely funny, and with his character, he would continue to mock a few more words, but as if he just made a mistake, the warden got on a matte black and gold motorcycle, and then the woman stepped on the accelerator to the maximum , suddenly accelerated to the extreme, and rushed towards him——

The wind and rain seemed to stop for an instant, and were torn apart by the speed of the vehicle. The woman threw the hammer from the vehicle, and the black mask's eyes couldn't help but follow the movement of the hammer, just for a moment.

The next second, the sound of the accelerator was close to his face, close to his face.

He thought, he thought that this indestructible wall would at least make some different movements when it disappeared, but it just shattered silently, like a piece of thin paper - and this paper made Black Mask extremely embarrassed.

Sure enough, he...

"Sure enough," he thought, "I am disgusted by these superhuman powers!"

It would be great if it could be used by him!

He blocked the motorcycle with one hand, but slid out for a while, leaving deep marks on the ground. Then there was an almost continuous line of gunshots. When Black Mask raised his head, all 26 of his men around him fell down. In the center of the field Only Black Mask and the Warden were left.

The dead shooter in charge of sniping frowned. He moved forward a short distance, and the faces of the warden and the black mask appeared under the muzzle in turns. But soon, he put down the gun and leaned against the wall.

"This is already an inhuman battle," he curled his lips and turned his head, "Hey, kid, do you still want to stay there?"

The girl hiding behind the wall was barefoot, and her sleeves seemed to be caught by the exposed iron wire of the wall. Fortunately, she was hidden in a windshield, and only the hem of her skirt was blown up and down slightly.

Her brown hair stuck to her face, she didn't pay attention to Deadshot at all, but stared at the battle in the middle of the field——

After a while, tears slowly rolled down from the corners of her eyes, but her expression remained unchanged.

Deadshot frowned: "Child?"

He has a daughter, which makes him have a certain desire to help underage girls. Why does this child cry when watching the battle between Betvin and Black Mask... Who is she?

But the next second, he saw the girl being pulled into the arms of Warden Betvin. The woman raised her chin towards him: "It's time for you to return to the cell, Deadshot."

Then, she put the hammer that seemed to have mysterious power into the girl's hand and said softly: "It's time for you to go back, Weiwei."

The prison guards trotted to pick up the fallen Black Mask and put on the shackles.

Deadshot watched as the girl and the hammer disappeared together, as if she had suddenly teleported away.

Weiwei stuffed the [Human Figure Stand (Weiwei)] and [Useable Hammer] into the package at the same time, clapped her hands: "Why are you still staying there? Do you want to chat with me in the interrogation room?"

Deadshot: "...Remember what you promised! Take good care of my daughter."

Weiwei shrugged.

Of course she does, she takes care of every innocent person in Gotham equally.

Now, she had to go to the interrogation room and talk to Black Mask.

The author has something to say: [As for the cover, because today I have to write about the settlement, I changed it to the mayor’s one-day cover to celebrate the mayor’s settlement. Change it back tomorrow]

The five expressions of the stand-up card include smiling, staring, thinking, anger and crying. In order to prevent the stand-up card from looking too stiff, Weiwei will change it randomly between battles.

Deadshot: Damn it, why is this kid crying?

Weiwei: ...You are thinking too much!

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