Infinite Throne Chapter 112

   Chapter 112 Explosion, a man's romance (seeking monthly ticket for subscription)

   Gotham City.

   Burnley District.

  【17:00】

   "Where are those two **** criminals!"

   "Run this way!"

"Chase chase chase!"

   "Kill them!"

   "The criminals gave us death in Gotham City ah ah ah ah-"

  The streets were crowded with people.

   is full of people with guns.

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

   This wave of offensive is terrifying.

  The city's police cars have already moved into action to participate in Gotham City's craziest crime-killing operation in 20 years.

  The piercing siren rang out in Burnley.

   "Call—"

  Su Xiaosu hid in a deserted alley with Zhu Yuner, whose whole body was dyed red with blood.

   She lurked silently in the shadows of the alley.

   Witness the passing of the crowd and the police car, and dare not move.

   Su Xiaosu also had a lot of blood on his patient clothes.

   Some are from Zhu Yuner, and some are from her own.

   But at the critical moment just now, although she was also hit by a few bullets, she didn't hit the key point and didn't lose much health.

   Besides, those bullets were stuck by Su Xiaosu's strong muscles, and with a little force, they jumped out of the muscles without any harm.

   It's Zhu Yuner...

  Su Xiaosu looked down at Zhu Yuner, who was confused, and Zhu Yuner's breathing seemed to be calmer in her arms.

  This alley is a dead end.

   There is no way.

but…

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

   Raise your foot.

   bang bang bang.

  —As long as someone goes, that's the way.

   Suddenly.

  Su Xiaosu lowered his head.

   A hint of surprise flashed in those calm eyes.

She subconsciously rolled up Zhu Yun'er's cuff to take a look, and saw that the wound from the bullet had inexplicably stopped the bleeding. There were several worm-like flesh and blood, slowly squirming, and the bullet head that submerged in the arm muscle Squeeze out little by little.

  The wound...is healing on its own!

  Li Erpang was running for his life like crazy.

   I was secretly crying in my heart.

   After being plowed by grenades from Robinson Park, Erpang Li's stomach was already grumbling.

   He finally managed to use the flexible footwork of the fat man to turn around and turn around, and after temporarily getting rid of the bunch of "simple and good citizens", he was finally able to take a breath.

   "Mother, you have to finish the whole thing like this!"

  Li Erpang gritted his teeth.

   Taking advantage of no one to notice, Li Erpang quietly opened the sin list and took a look.

   The sin of all is slow progress.

   He suddenly remembered Irin who had slipped away inexplicably.

   "Ah-bah!"

   spit on his feet and stomped hard.

   to show anger.

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

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

   has a red sign on it.

The    sign is printed with a kind old man.

   An alluring meaty aroma wafted from the fast food restaurant, which seemed to contain onions, chicken, fries, burgers, tomato juice…

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

   "Fuck! Fight!"

  Li Erpang rolled up his sleeves and suddenly rushed into the old grandpa's fast food restaurant!

   "It's almost time."

  Irin looked at the time on her watch.

   This is Yi Rin, who was passing by a watch shop called "Baida Cuili" and grabbed it.

   Earned a little sin by the way.

   I don't know if it's expensive or not, but it looks okay anyway.

  Irin lowered the brim of the gentleman's hat, hooked the corner of his mouth, and stepped on his glossy black leather shoes. He looked like an elegant gentleman, and swaggered into the Gotham Police Station.

  In the Gotham Police Station, there was a cloud of smoke.

   Smoke billows.

   A bunch of shirtless big men, drinking cheap vodka, forming a circle, rolling dice, playing poker, a beaming scene.

  Irin lowered her head and thought for two seconds.

   Make sure you're not in the wrong place.

  This is the police station, yes.

   is that the style of painting is a bit unique.

   Then I thought about it, this is the legendary Gotham, and I think it should be so.

   There are relatively few people in the police station.

   This was also expected by Irin.

   After Zhu Yuner, Su Xiaosu, and Li Erpang start their operations, they will definitely attract most of the police force.

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

   Yi Rin silently gave three likes to the model worker teammates.

   One per person.

   As for Pan Zhengyi... Yi Rin noticed that his guilt value remained unmoved, and he probably hid somewhere to play soy sauce happily.

  Irin didn't bother to pay attention to so much.

   Next...show time!

  ShowTime!

   Go with you!

  Irin directly turned on Follow the Shadow and walked into the police station quietly.

  Under the effect of the ability to follow the shadow, the sense of presence is reduced by 100%, and those police officers who are immersed in joy, no one notices the existence of Irene.

  Even if he noticed it, Yi Rin flashed past in an instant, and some people even rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had drunk too much, and inexplicably had hallucinations.

   is just an illusion.

  The Gotham Police Station is far more empty than Irene imagined.

   Originally, Irin also prepared 5 sets of plans.

  How to infiltrate the police station.

   Even his throat was moistened, and he was about to have a few "disasters", but he didn't expect that the zero crime rate in the past 20 years has caused the Gotham Police Department to decay to an unbelievable level.

   Suddenly.

  Irin thought of the riddle she had set.

   In front of the "black and white monster", would it be more appropriate to add a "decayed" adjective.

   While thinking, Yi Rin quickly passed through the police station hall, closed the door gracefully, and walked towards the duty room.

   Gotham City is really a city with simple folk customs.

   Even in the bureau, the police station floor plan was prepared very carefully in case of emergency.

  Irin went all the way to the duty room without any hindrance.

Inside    there is a chubby police officer, lying on the table and sleeping soundly, his mouth full of saliva.

  Irin's eyes flashed.

  Blood Jasmine turned over and appeared, wiping her throat.

  【Kill the "excellent" police officer in Gotham City, get +20 crime value! 】

  【Get chaos value +25! 】

   Excellent police officer?

  Irin silently glanced at the fat police officer who hadn't woken up until his death.

  Really excellent.

   A wooden board hangs on the wall.

   There are many keys nailed to the plank.

   "Archive room...Interrogation room...Dining hall...Secret room...Ordinary cell...Special women's cell..." Soon, Yi Rin's eyes were fixed on one of the keys.

  【Get the "Arsenal Key"! 】

"Ha ha."

   This is… a sleeping firework.

   "Huh? Riddle Gentleman?"

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

   Riddle gentleman? Riddler?

   Little James Gordon frowned and his face was stern.

   "Why did you tell me?"

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

"Say."

  On the other end of the phone, the two police officers stammered and told the riddle left by the "Riddle Gentleman" word for word to Sheriff Gordon, who made them in awe.

There are two    riddles—

  【When communicating between day and night, I bravely stood in front of the black and white beasts. The black and white beasts had already devoured more disordered beasts, and the beasts gradually rotted into bones in the steel jungle. Gorgeous fireworks are slumbering here, and I will use the most gorgeous fireworks to ignite Gotham and rekindle the first ray of light from the past. 】

   [The elegant gentleman is ready to go, and hurriedly comes to the black and white monster. The elegant gentleman is about to steal the sleeping fireworks and usher in a lively celebration for the dead Gotham. 】

   At first glance, it does look like a prank.

but…

   Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly after listening carefully.

   The style of this riddle is a bit different from the riddle style of "that person" in my impression.

   But intuition tells James Gordon Jr. that this is definitely not as simple as a prank.

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

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

   "When day and night communicate..."

   "Black and white beasts..."

   "Steel Jungle..."

   "Fireworks..."

   "Gotham in the old days...?"

   "Celebration?"

  Suddenly!

   "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

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

   A sudden stop.

   Little James Gordon swayed slightly.

   He hung up the phone quickly and made a phone call with the fastest speed.

   And it's a video call.

   Soon, the phone was connected.

  “Dr Jack…”

   The kind smile of Dr. Jack appeared on the video.

   Little James Gordon didn't have any nonsense, his eyes were cold, and he went straight to the point: "Where is Edward Nigma?"

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

  The camera turns.

  In the room.

  Edward and Fat Goose are happily playing games.

   Then Edward smiled.

   The fat goose got angry and overturned the table directly.

   Very enjoyable elderly life scene.

  The camera turned around again.

  Doctor Jack asked with a smile: "Is there anything that Sheriff Gordon is looking for Edward?"

Snapped.

   "Go back! Gotham Police Department!"

   When the old driver in the front row heard this, he was stunned for a moment: "But sir, that **** fat criminal hasn't..."

   "Don't worry about that **** fat man! The riddle gentleman, his purpose is the Gotham Police Department!"

   Although this riddle is very fancy.

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

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

  When day and night communicate, it means dusk.

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

   One is the Gotham Police Department.

   The second is the renovated Eagle's Nest Club.

   But the steel jungle, Gordon didn't notice at first...

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

   That is to say... The riddle laid out by this "Gentleman of Riddles" exactly indicates that at dusk, a crime will be committed at the Gotham Police Station!

   No wonder there are so many eccentric criminals today.

   A nimble fat man.

   A young woman with a strange cold weapon.

   There is another... a strong man who is nearly two meters tall.

   It turns out that they are all conspiracies!

   It's all the tricks of the riddle gentleman!

   Gotham Brave Sheriff James Gordon Jr. has seen through it all!

   His eyes flickered with a cold light.

  If someone is here, maybe from the coldness in his eyes, he can distinguish a ray of heat hidden behind the coldness.

   James Gordon Jr. after he figured it all out.

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

   "Hope the damned scum didn't get too drunk."

   "Beep-click."

   Gordon was taken aback.

  Just connected...and then disconnected?

what happened? ?

  Click.

  Irin silently cut the phone line.

Ah.

  The sound is quite crisp.

  Irin looked down at the time again.

  If you guessed 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 the base camp.

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

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

In the book "Gotham City Travel Guide", there is a 580-degree close-up feature for the Gotham Police Department.

   Various angles, including aerial photography.

   "If I'm not wrong..."

  Irin took out a cane.

   As an elegant gentleman, how could there be no such thing.

  Irin finished arranging everything, and just like when he came, he walked slowly through the smoky police station hall, and then left the police station.

ten minutes later.

  【17:58】

   Little James Gordon rushed back in a hurry.

   Seeing that the Gotham Police Station was intact, it seemed that there was no trouble on the surface, so I was secretly relieved.

   "Looks like we've caught up."

  Suddenly!

  Boom boom boom boom boom!

   There was no sign at all, and the explosions continued. It started from inside the Gotham Police Station and suddenly turned into a bright fire, rising into the sky.

   There was only one line left in the sunset that had not had time to completely fall.

   And the Gotham Police Station, which is under explosion, is like another Gotham sun, shining brightly in the sky near the dark night.

  A terrifying heat wave, centered on the Gotham Police Department, slammed into all directions.

   Little James Gordon fell to the ground subconsciously!

   Behind him, the old driver, together with the police car, was directly blown away by the exploding heat wave.

   In the blink of an eye, along with the police car, he disappeared.

Whirring whirring-

   Jr. James Gordon only felt the heat and pain behind him.

   He even smelled burnt skin.

   Like barbecue!

  I don't know how long it took.

   The sound of the explosion was slightly reduced.

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

   Looking at the Gotham Police Station, which has turned into a sea of ​​fire and shattered into ruins, a sentence suddenly popped into his mind—

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

This is-

   Light up Gotham's fireworks!

   "The Riddle Gentleman!"

   Little James Gordon shouted the name out of his mouth through gritted teeth.

   right now.

  A stunned postman, riding a motorcycle, came to Little Gordon beepingly.

   "Is that Sheriff Gordon?"

   James Gordon Jr. turned his head blankly.

   "Here is a letter for you."

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

   on the envelope.

   There is no signature in the sender column.

   There is only one...question mark!

   is the riddle gentleman!

   "Who sent it to you?" Little James Gordon asked as he opened the letter.

   "It was a gentleman dressed as an aristocrat. He asked me to deliver the letter to Sheriff Gordon standing at the gate of the Gotham Police Station on time at 18:10."

   "By the way, the gentleman also said..." The postman hesitated for a moment, then decided to say it again: "He said that if the person standing at the door was not Sheriff Gordon, this letter would not need to be sent. And..."

   "What else?" James Gordon Jr. had taken a card out of 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 as Sheriff Gordon was about to look at the small card.

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

   "Your Excellency Sheriff Gordon, this is a delivery letter."

   "Explosion, it really is a man's romance."

  Irin stood in the distance, smiled slightly, and enjoyed the dazzling fireworks show the moment he pressed the button.

   Shortly after blowing up the Gotham Police Station, a string of text swiped in front of his eyes.

  【In the name of "Gentleman of Riddles", destroy Gotham's landmark "Gotham Police Station" and get +50,000 Guilty Points! 】

  【Kill the "excellent" police officer in Gotham City, get +19 crime value! 】

  【Kill the "excellent" police officer in Gotham City, get +21 crime value! 】

  【Kill Gotham City's "drinking" police officer, get +12 sin value! 】

  【Kill the "incompetent" police officer in Gotham City, get +5 sin value! 】

  【kill…】

  【Get Chaos Value…】

   Blowing up the police station has no chaos value gain.

   Others have brushed a lot of chaos value.

   After a while, more than 300 Chaos Values ​​were credited to the account.

   Sure enough!

   It is not a crime only to slaughter like Wushuang.

After looking through the "various stories of Batman and a group of villains falling in love and killing each other", Yi Rin found that the villains that shrouded Gotham City in darkness were not so powerful or how many people they killed, but... The horror of their "name".

   The unsmiling little Harry.

  Deyi Shuangxin good Joker.

  Faith is firm and double-faced.

  Pharaoh Penguin.

   In short, the group of villains who ran through Gotham 20 years ago can turn Gotham into a sin city, not because of how many people they can slaughter at will, but because of their crazy criminal deeds!

   Therefore, Yi Rin decided to recreate a villain.

   An elegant and charming villain.

   A villain who makes Gotham fall into fear just by hearing his name.

   In this way, the scores can roll in.

   right now.

   The "Question Mark Scepter" in Irin's hand lit up slightly.

   Pan Zhengyi swaggered into the women's toilet.

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

It says-

   "Under renovation, idlers are not allowed to enter."

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

   just kicked the sign and broke in.

   Fortunately, the women's toilet was empty.

   There is no **** plot of a woman who didn't have time to wear pants, screaming "ah" and then rushing out.

   But just after Pan Zhengyi broke into the women's toilet inexplicably, there was still a line of reminders in front of him.

  【Because you are shameless and deliberately enter the women's toilet, sin value +2! 】

   Pan Zhengyi smiled and ignored it.

  The women's toilet has a mirror.

  Large mirror.

  The mirror has a long crack from the upper left corner to the lower right corner, like dividing the whole mirror into two halves.

  Pan Zhengyi looked in the mirror, the crack in the mirror seemed to split him in half, and his expressions were completely different.

   Suddenly.

   Pan Zhengyi lowered his head.

   There are buckets of fresh paint at the feet.

   has a pungent smell.

"Yo?"

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

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

  Pan Zhengyi just smeared on his face indiscriminately.

   is not enough, come again, not enough, come again.

   The sharp edge of the paint bucket accidentally scratched Pan Zhengyi's finger.

   oozing red blood.

  Pan Zhengyi is facing the cracked mirror.

   was surprisingly silent for ten seconds.

   Ten seconds later.

  Pan Zhengyi slowly applied the blood from his fingers to his lips.

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

   is a scarlet lip.

   “Jie Jie Jie—”

  【Congratulations on completing the "Clown Painting", the completion rate is 93%...】

   "I, Joker...hehehe!"

   (end of this chapter)

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