The Richest Man in the DC World

Laszlo Valentine died a miserable death. Linda kicked her against the wall, and her body sank into the stone wall, breaking into a puddle of flesh.

He usually likes to chop "pork" into dumpling stuffing, and now he has become dumpling stuffing himself.

Seeing the continuously falling blood foam, Barbara felt disgusted, shook her head, and sighed again.

Linda said displeased, "Everyone is dead, why sigh, shouldn't he die?"

"He really deserves to die."

Valentine has killed countless people and likes to chop "pork" into dumpling stuffing and put it in food. It is not too much for this kind of person to die a thousand times.

"That's it. Let the damned man die. There's nothing to hesitate."

Barbara shook her head helplessly,

"It should be the law that should sentence him to death, not us."

"Is there a death penalty in Gotham City?"

Barbara's face froze, and she couldn't speak immediately.

Linda sneered, "I remember the saying that there is no death penalty in Gotham City law, no matter how big the crime is, it will go to two places: Arkham Mental Hospital and Blackgate Prison."

"This pig has a history of mental illness. Even if you hand over all the evidence to the police, he will not die. At most, he will be locked up in the Arkham Mental Hospital and become a patient, let alone..." After a pause, his eyes swept away. Pass the "chrysalis" outside the iron gate,

"You asked me to block the police car just to hide the secrets here."

Barbara smiled wryly, "You know all about it."

"I'm not that stupid."

Linda walked up to her friend and gave her a big hug, "The police ate the [pork] hamburger last night, if they knew what they ate..."

"do not talk."

Barbara covered her mouth and vomited directly, and Linda was also disgusted.

That pig is not human at all, more perverted than perverted.

As the saying goes, a animal hurts its kind, and a rabbit dies and a fox is sad. Even hyenas on the African grasslands would not eat their own kind under normal circumstances. This pig is even worse than a dog.

The two girls didn't want to stay here any longer. After confirming that the "pig-headed man" was dead, they started to deal with the scene. The things in the cellar must not be exposed. If the police find out,

One inattentive, Arkham Mental Institute will have a few more lunatics.

Gotham City is chaotic enough, and it has finally stopped for a while, so there can be no more twists and turns.

In order to cover up her tracks, Barbara used Luke's wallet to buy the slaughterhouse and the surrounding land. As for the cellar, it had to be collapsed first, and then the follow-up processing would be done after the wind passed.

"I will never eat pork again."

Barbara nodded approvingly, "Me too."

The two looked at each other, and couldn't help showing wry smiles. The "pig-headed man" was Barbara's first case after becoming a superhero. She was about to show her skills, but she encountered this ending.

A pig butcher, a pig that eats people!

The two women lost interest, so they simply ran to the beach to watch the sunrise. The red line rose from the east, and the sky and the sea intersected, dyed bright with a touch of deep red.

"Is this the pervert you will encounter in the future?"

Barbara shook her head, "I don't know, probably not."

Linda picked up the stone and threw it into the sea,

"Before, I always thought that the so-called superheroes were a group of guys who were idle and liked to show themselves. What happened last night gave me a new perspective."

Barbara was surprised, "You want to come too, we can cooperate, we have thought about this for a long time, how about the bright twins, isn't it very cool."

Linda looked disgusted, "I'm not interested in protecting strangers."

Barbara was a little discouraged, hugging her knees and yawning boredly,

"Sometimes, I think you and Luke really miss it."

"he and I?"

Linda frowned, "We're not alike at all."

"That's because you didn't feel it yourself."

Barbara didn't want to continue discussing this topic. Subconsciously, she had already regarded Luke as her boyfriend. After a few months, she found that her best friend seemed to have such thoughts, but it was strange that the two lived in the same apartment for so long. Haven't been in bed.

Incredible, incredible.

"By the way, how is he, hasn't he come out yet?"

"Don't mention him in front of me, it's annoying to think about it."

Linda snorted and said angrily, "At the beginning, we agreed to only work for four months, but there was no movement until the end of the year. That guy wants me to work for him for the rest of his life."

Barbara hesitated,

"Is something wrong?"

"No, there is a reply every time I send a text message."

"What if it's not me?"

Barbara raised her head, and her face gradually became serious, "From May to now, nearly seven months, you have not seen him, and he has not come out of the underground base, and the only contact with each other is a text message every half a month. Don't you think it's too weird?"

"Luke Xiao is not like the kind of person who can endure loneliness."

Hearing what she said, Linda also frowned, with hesitation flashing in her eyes.

"I don't know exactly what Luke Xiao is researching, but normal people will never lock themselves up for more than half a year without going out. I have been worried that something happened to him."

Barbara grabbed her friend's hand and said in a concentrated voice, "You should go in and have a look, it's almost Christmas, he can't even pass Christmas!"

Linda hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly,

"Well, listen to you, I also want to know what the hell that guy is doing."

...

Thanks to the efforts of Barbara and Linda, the missing persons case did not cause much disturbance. Due to insufficient evidence and the sudden disappearance of the main suspect, Laszlo Valentine, under the instruction of Director Jim Gordon, , Veron and others had to give up and devote their energy to other cases.

As for the slaughterhouse, it was razed to the ground by people sent by Linda, and all the evidence was buried deep under the soil.

The villain Professor Pighead disappeared into the dust of history before he stepped onto the stage.

On the basement floor of Cape Summer Resort, with Barbara's continuous encouragement, Linda finally mustered up the courage to ring the doorbell leading to the underground base.

A three-dimensional figure composed of light and shadow emerges,

"Hello, Miss Danvers, what can I do for you?"

Linda took a breath, "I want to see Luke."

"The young master is at work and cannot see outsiders."

"When is he coming out?"

"The young master did not specify the exact date."

"I must see him."

"I'm sorry, Miss Danvers, but I cannot grant your request."

Linda lifted her right foot and put it down "gently".

boom!

The soles of the feet sank into the concrete floor, the cracks spread around the toes, and there were some cracks in the walls.

"I'll say it again, I want to see Luke."

After a brief silence, the virtual figure bowed slightly,

"Wait a moment, the door will open for you."

Linda grinned, with an undisguised sarcasm on her face, "Luke is right, sometimes you have to use violence to solve troubles, the more you talk about the truth, the fist is the truth."