Infinity Throne

Gotham City.

Burnley District.

【17:00】

"Where are those two damn criminals!"

"Run this way!"

"Chase chase chase!"

"Kill them!"

"The criminals will die in Gotham City for us -"

The streets were crowded with people.

It was a crowd of people armed with guns.

Even among the crowd, there were several tall, muscular men carrying portable rocket-propelled grenade launchers on their backs... also commonly known as RPG rocket launchers.

This offensive was terrifying.

Police cars across the city have already taken action to participate in Gotham City's craziest crime eradication operation in the past twenty years.

The piercing sound of police sirens rang through Burnley.

"call--"

Su Xiaosu hugged Zhu Yun'er, whose whole body was stained red with blood, and hid in a deserted alley.

She lurked silently in the shadows of the alley.

Seeing the crowd and the police car passing by, I didn't dare to move.

Su Xiaosu's patient gown was also stained with a lot of blood.

Some are from Zhu Yuner, and some are from herself.

But in that critical moment just now, although she was hit by a few bullets, they did not hit her vital points and she did not lose much health.

Moreover, those bullets were caught by Su Xiaosu's strong muscles, and with a little force, they were shot out of the muscles without causing any harm.

But Zhu Yun'er...

Su Xiaosu lowered her head and glanced at the unconscious Zhu Yun'er. Zhu Yun'er's breathing in her arms seemed to be calmer.

This alley is a dead end.

There is no road.

but……

Su Xiaosu walked silently to the end of the dead end.

Lift one foot.

Bang bang bang.

——As long as someone walks, that is the road.

suddenly.

Su Xiaosu lowered his head.

There was a hint of surprise in those calm eyes.

She subconsciously rolled up Zhu Yun'er's sleeves and took a look. She saw that the bullet wound had stopped bleeding inexplicably. There were several worm-like flesh and blood that were slowly squirming. The bullet head that had penetrated into the arm muscles was... Squeezed out bit by bit.

The wound...is actually healing on its own!

…

…

Li Erpang was running frantically for his life.

I was crying secretly in my heart.

After being plowed by grenades from Robinson Park, Fat Li Er's stomach was already growling.

He finally managed to use his nimble fat man's footwork to make seven turns and eight turns, and after temporarily getting rid of the bunch of "good citizens with simple folk customs", he was finally able to take a breather.

"Damn it, if you continue like this, you're going to end up dead!"

Li Erpang gritted his teeth.

When no one noticed, Li Erpang quietly opened the sin list and took a look.

Everyone's sin value is slow progress.

He suddenly thought of Yi Lin who had slipped away for no reason.

"Ah - spit!"

He spat on his feet and stepped on them hard.

To show anger.

Li Erpang squinted his eyes. Of course, he could only squint and couldn't open them.

He suddenly saw a brightly lit fast food restaurant not far away.

There is a red sign on it.

There is a kind old man printed on the sign.

An alluring aroma of meat wafts out from the fast food restaurant, which seems to contain onions, chicken, French fries, burgers, tomato juice...

Li Erpang carefully distinguished the rich flavors in the fragrance, and unconsciously drooled.

"Fuck! Let's fight!"

Li Erpang rolled up his sleeves and rushed into Grandpa's fast food restaurant!

…

…

"It's almost time."

Yi Lin looked at the time on her watch.

Yi Lin passed by a watch shop called "Baida Cuili" and grabbed it.

I earned a little bit of guilt value by the way.

I don’t know if it’s expensive or not, but it looks pretty good anyway.

Yi Lin lowered the brim of his gentleman's hat, raised the corner of his mouth, and wore shiny black leather shoes. He looked like an elegant gentleman and walked into the Gotham Police Station in a swagger.

The Gotham Police Department is in a state of chaos.

Smoke billows.

A bunch of shirtless old men, drinking cheap vodka, gathered in a circle, rolling dice and playing cards, it was a joyous scene.

Yi Lin lowered his head and thought for two seconds.

Make sure you are not in the wrong place.

This is the police station.

It's just that the painting style is a bit unique.

Then I thought about it, this is the legendary Gotham, and I felt that it should be like this.

There are relatively few people in the police station.

This was also expected by Yi Lin.

After Zhu Yun'er, Su Xiaosu, and Li Erpang start taking action, they will definitely attract most of the police force.

Today, the Gotham Police Department is at its most empty.

Yi Lin silently gave three likes to her model worker teammates.

One per person.

As for Pan Zhengyi... Yi Lin noticed that his guilt value had not moved at all, so he was probably hiding somewhere to enjoy himself.

Yi Lin didn't bother to pay so much attention.

Next up...show time!

Show Time!

Follow me like a shadow!

Yi Lin directly turned on Shadow Follower and quietly walked into the police station.

Under the effect of the shadow-following skill, the sense of presence was reduced by 100%. Among the police officers who were immersed in joy, no one noticed Yilin's existence at all.

Even if he noticed it, Yi Lin flashed past him in an instant. Some people even rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had drunk too much and had inexplicable hallucinations.

It's just an illusion.

The Gotham Police Department is much emptier than Yi Lin imagined.

Originally, Yi Lin prepared 5 plans.

How to infiltrate a police station.

He even moistened his throat and prepared for a few rounds of "disaster-ridden", but he didn't expect that the zero crime rate in the past twenty years had made the Gotham Police Department decay to an incredible level.

suddenly.

Yi Lin thought of the riddle she had set.

Would it be more appropriate to add the adjective "rotten" in front of the "black and white behemoth"?

While thinking, Yi Lin quickly walked through the police station lobby, elegantly closed the door, and walked towards the duty room.

Gotham City is indeed a city with simple folk customs.

Even in the police station, a floor plan of the police station was carefully prepared in case of emergencies.

Yi Lin arrived at the duty room without any hindrance.

There was a chubby police officer inside, lying on the table and sleeping soundly, with saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Yi Lin's eyes flashed.

Blood Jasmine turned over her hands and wiped her throat.

…

[Kill Gotham City's "excellent" police officers and get +20 crime points! 】

[Get chaos value +25! 】

…

Excellent police officer?

Yi Lin silently glanced at the fat police officer who didn't wake up until he died.

Really excellent.

Hang a wooden board on the wall.

There are many keys nailed to the board.

"Archives room...interrogation room...dining hall...secret room...ordinary cells...special women's cells..." Soon, Yi Lin's eyes were fixed on one of the keys.

…

【Get the "Arsenal Key"! 】

…

"hehe."

This is...the sleeping fireworks.

…

…

"Huh? Gentleman of the Riddle?"

James Gordon Jr., who was sitting in a police car chasing a fat "evil criminal", couldn't help but be slightly startled when he heard the news.

Riddle gentleman? The Riddler?

Little James Gordon frowned, his face stern.

"Why did you just tell me?"

"Hey, sir, we thought it was... thought it was just a prank."

"explain."

On the other end of the phone, the two police officers stuttered and told the riddle left by the "Riddle Gentleman" to the awed Chief Gordon, word for word.

There are two riddles in total——

[When day and night meet, I stand bravely in front of the black and white beasts. The black and white beasts have already devoured more disordered beasts in their belly. The beasts are gradually decaying into bones in the steel jungle. Magnificent fireworks are sleeping here, and I will use the most gorgeous fireworks to ignite Gotham and rekindle the first ray of light in the past. 】

[The elegant gentleman is ready to go and hurries to the black and white beast. The elegant gentleman is about to steal the sleeping fireworks and usher in a lively celebration for the deserted Gotham. 】

At first glance, it does look like a prank.

but……

After Gordon listened carefully, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Although the style of this riddle is somewhat different from the riddle style of "that person" in my impression.

But his intuition told James Gordon Jr. that this was definitely not a simple prank.

He seemed to be able to read a playful smile between the lines through the mysterious puzzle.

It's like an elegant criminal is declaring war on the entire Gotham City through this puzzle.

"When day and night meet..."

"Black and white beast..."

"Iron Jungle..."

"Fireworks..."

"Gotham's old days...?"

"celebration?"

suddenly!

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

James Gordon Jr. slapped the front seat hard and asked the veteran driver in the driver's seat to stop the police car.

call out--

A sudden brake.

Little James Gordon swayed slightly.

He quickly hung up the phone and made a call as quickly as possible.

And it’s a video call.

Soon, the call was answered.

"Dr. Jack..."

Dr. Jack's kind smile appeared on the video.

James Gordon Jr. said nothing nonsense, his eyes were cold, and he went straight to the point: "Where is Edward Nygma?"

"Oh! Dear Chief Gordon, I happen to be in Edward's ward..."

The camera turned.

inside the room.

Edward and Fat Goose are happily playing games.

Then Edward chuckled.

Fat Goose got angry and overturned the table.

Very pleasant scenes of senior life.

The camera turned around again.

Dr. Jack asked with a smile: "Does Chief Gordon have anything to do with Edward?"

"..."

Snapped.

"Go back quickly! Gotham Police Department!"

The old driver in the front seat was stunned when he heard this: "But sir, that damn fat criminal hasn't..."

"Don't worry about that damn fat guy! Gentleman Riddle, his target is the Gotham Police Department!"

Although this riddle is very fancy.

But James Gordon Jr. is already familiar with this routine.

After removing all the confusing words and thinking about it, it is easy to come up with the answer.

When day and night meet, it means dusk.

There are only two black and white style buildings in Gotham City.

One is the Gotham Police Department.

The second is the renovated Eagle's Nest Club.

But in the Iron Jungle, Gordon didn't notice it at first...

But once associated with the police station, the jungle can be imagined as towering trees, and the steel jungle is clearly in the shape of the prison bars and windows!

In other words... the riddle laid out by this "Riddle Gentleman" points out that a crime will be committed at the Gotham Police Station at dusk!

No wonder there are so many weird criminals today.

A flexible fat man.

A young woman who uses strange cold weapons.

There is also... a strong man nearly two meters tall.

It turns out it was all a conspiracy!

It's all a trick used by the riddle gentleman to lure the tiger away from the mountain!

Gotham's brave police chief James Gordon Jr. has seen through it all!

His eyes flashed with a cold light.

If someone were here, they might be able to tell from the coldness in their eyes that there was a hint of...fire hidden behind the coldness.

James Gordon Jr. after figuring it all out.

He dialed the police station number in the shortest possible time.

"I hope those damn scum aren't drunk."

"Du-ka."

Gordon was stunned.

Just connected... then disconnected?

what happened? ?

…

…

Click.

Yi Lin silently cut the phone cord.

Ah.

The sound is quite crisp.

Yi Lin looked down at the time again.

If I guess correctly, the really smart people are already on their way back to the police station.

After all, the riddles he wrote were not very complicated.

And it’s still in their base camp.

No one would have guessed that this "black and white beast" refers to the landmark building "Gotham Police Department".

This is... the tourist city Gotham, isn't it?

The book "Gotham City Travel Guide" features a 580-degree close-up of the Gotham Police Department.

Various angles, including aerial photography.

"If I guess correctly..."

Yi Lin took out a stick.

As an elegant gentleman, how could he not live without this thing?

After Yi Lin arranged everything, she walked slowly through the smoky lobby of the police station as she had come, and then left the police station.

…

ten minutes later.

【17:58】

Little James Gordon came back in a hurry.

When I saw that the Gotham Police Station was intact and there seemed to be no trouble, I was secretly relieved.

"Looks like I've caught up."

suddenly!

Boom boom boom boom!

Without any warning at all, the continuous explosions started from inside the Gotham Police Station and suddenly turned into a bright fire, rising into the sky.

The setting sun had not yet fully set, leaving only a line.

The Gotham Police Department under the explosion was like the sun of another Gotham, reflecting the dazzling firelight in the dark night sky.

A terrifying heat wave, centered on the Gotham Police Department, violently surged in all directions.

Little James Gordon fell to the ground subconsciously!

Behind him, the old driver and the police car were directly thrown away by the heat wave of the explosion.

In the blink of an eye, the police car and the police car disappeared.

Whirring whirring--

Little James Gordon only felt a hot and sharp pain in his back.

He could even smell the burning skin.

Like barbecue!

I don’t know how much time passed.

The sound of the explosion slowed down slightly.

Little James Gordon got up from the ground with a blank expression.

Looking at the Gotham Police Station that had turned into a sea of ​​fire and shattered into ruins, a sentence suddenly came to my mind -

"I will use the most gorgeous fireworks to ignite Gotham and rekindle the first light of the past."

"!"

This is--

Light up Gotham's fireworks!

"Riddle Gentleman!!"

Little James Gordon roared out the name through gritted teeth.

Right now.

A surprised postman came to little Gordon on a motorcycle.

"Is this Chief Gordon?"

Little James Gordon turned his head expressionlessly.

"Here is a letter from you."

"Letter?" Chief Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly.

on the envelope.

There is no signature in the sender column.

There is only one... question mark!

It's the Riddle Gentleman!

"Who sent it to you?" James Gordon Jr. asked while opening the letter.

"It's a gentleman dressed as an aristocrat. He asked me to send the letter to Chief Gordon standing at the door of the Gotham Police Station at 18:10 on time."

"!"

"By the way, the gentleman also said..." The postman hesitated for a moment and decided to speak out: "He said that if the person standing at the door was not Chief Gordon, there would be no need to send this letter. And... "

"What else?" James Gordon Jr. had already taken out a card from the envelope.

"The gentleman first said that no matter what scene you see, don't panic, and you must send the letter to little James Gordon on time. Even if you see bright and beautiful fireworks..."

"..."

Just when Chief Gordon was about to look at the small card.

The postman slowly stretched out his hand: "Please pay $5."

"?"

"Dear Sheriff Gordon, this is a payable letter."

"!!"

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…

"The explosion is indeed a man's romance."

Yi Lin stood in the distance, smiled slightly, and enjoyed the dazzling fireworks show the moment she pressed the button.

Shortly after blowing up the Gotham Police Station, a string of text quickly filled his screen.

…

[In the name of "Riddle Gentleman", destroy Gotham's landmark "Gotham Police Department" and obtain a crime value of +50,000! 】

[Kill Gotham City’s “excellent” police officers and get +19 crime points! 】

[Kill Gotham City's "excellent" police officers and get +21 crime points! 】

[Kill Gotham City’s “alcoholic” police officer and get +12 crime points! 】

[Kill Gotham City's "incompetent" police officers and get +5 crime points! 】

【Kill...】

[Get chaos value...]

There is no chaos value gain from blowing up a police station.

Others have gained a lot of chaos value.

In just a short while, more than 300 Chaos Value was received.

…

really!

It is not only a crime to kill people like Wushuang.

After Yi Lin looked at the "various stories of Batman and various villains falling in love and killing each other", he discovered that the villains who shrouded Gotham City in darkness were not how powerful they were or how many people they killed, but... …the horror of their “name.”

Stern little Harry.

Both virtue and art are good Joker.

A two-faced man with firm beliefs.

The law-abiding Pharaoh Penguin.

In short, the group of villains who ran rampant in Gotham twenty years ago were able to turn Gotham into a city of sin not because of how many people they could kill casually, but because of their crazy criminal deeds!

That's why Yi Lin decided to re-create a villain.

An elegant and charming villain.

A villain whose name is enough to put Gotham in fear.

In this way, the scores can roll in.

Right now.

The "question mark scepter" in Yi Lin's hand lit up slightly.

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…

Pan Zhengyi swaggered into the women's restroom.

There was originally a yellow warning sign at the door of the women's restroom.

It says--

"It's under renovation, please don't let anyone in."

Pan Zhengyi kicked his foot and shouted: "I am... Zhengyi!"

He just kicked down the sign and rushed in.

Fortunately the women's restroom was empty.

There was no bloody plot about a woman who didn't have time to put on her pants and screamed "Ah" before rushing out.

But just after Pan Zhengyi broke into the women's room for no apparent reason, a prompt appeared in front of him.

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[Because you entered the women's restroom shamelessly and intentionally, your crime value +2! 】

…

Pan Zhengyi chuckled and ignored it.

There is a mirror in the ladies room.

Very big mirror.

There is a long crack from the upper left corner to the lower right corner of the mirror, as if the entire mirror is divided into two halves.

Pan Zhengyi looked in the mirror. The crack in the mirror seemed to split him in half, with completely different expressions.

suddenly.

Pan Zhengyi lowered his head.

There were buckets of fresh paint at my feet.

It exudes a pungent smell.

"Yo?"

Pan Zhengyi's eyes flashed and he let out a strange smile.

He slowly squatted down and took a handful from the bucket, his hands covered with paint of various colors.

Pan Zhengyi just smeared it on his face randomly.

Not enough, come again, not enough, come again.

The edge of the paint bucket was sharp and Pan Zhengyi accidentally scratched his finger.

Oozing bright red blood.

Pan Zhengyi faced the cracked mirror.

There was surprisingly silence for ten seconds.

Ten seconds later.

Pan Zhengyi slowly smeared the blood on his fingers on his lips.

Apply from the base of the left ear to the base of the right ear.

It's a scarlet lip.

"Jiejiejie——"

…

[Congratulations on completing the "Clown Painting", the completion rate is 93%...]

"..."

"I, Joker...hehehehe!"