Chapter 49: Suits
Theo Galavan.
President of the Gotham Chamber of Commerce, important councillor.
It can be described as a young and promising object, which is the envy of everyone.
Of course, no one would believe how such a person could have a connection with the person who attacked the psychiatric hospital today.
in the room.
A whole line of sick people were tied upright to something resembling an iron frame, and in front of them was Theogalavan.
"What the hell is this place?" An ogre named Greenwood asked, confused.
Although none of the others spoke, their inner doubts were the same.
"Welcome, everyone." Theo smiled and walked up to a few people, polite, and very gentlemanly, if you don't know this person well, you would never think that this is the opening villain of the second season of Gotham.
"Guys, I'm Theo Gelleven, and this is my sister Tabitha."
The black girl walked around.
"Oh! Oh my God, it's spicy. The ogre couldn't help but lick his lips, looking like a pig, of course, with his round, short, jagged teeth, it really looked like a pig.
The other man couldn't help but look obsessed.
"I'm going to her sooner or later!"
"Oh, oh, guys, guys." Theo hurriedly called a halt, or his sister might kill them all the next moment.
His next plans were so desperate for these madmen that he didn't have time to find another group of them.
Theo, of course, didn't know.
The craziest two people in the group, one didn't show up at all, and the other was now in a store.
"Mr. Rason, this is the highest grade handmade custom suit, what do you think?"
Suit tailoring shop.
The crazy chef wears a pure black suit with a white shirt underneath, as well as very uniform black leather shoes and black trousers.
"Hmm~, that's very good."
"Right!"
The boss was very excited to introduce: "This is the best suit we have here, only 7,000." ”
As for the price of the suit, Crazy Kitchen is not clear.
He is the same as Luo Sheng, except for things in the kitchen, other things are not very clear.
The boss certainly saw this.
This red-eyed guy was wearing only a security guard when he first came to his shop.
Security guards are the kind of people in Gotham who are standard passers-by.
Whoever wants to enter what, they are the first to kill, obviously they are the same type of profession as police bodyguards, but they are dying every day.
This boss has also seen a lot.
He was very sure that this person was definitely just a little security guard with no money, for some special reason, he got a ticket to a small party of a middle-to-high-end rich man, and wanted to prepare a suit to satisfy his vanity.
What?
What do you think this kind of poor ghost will do if he doesn't give money?
Are you kidding?
This is Gotham, where all the people have guns.
The boss is very sure that if the other party doesn't give money, this is a blatant robbery, then he can use a gun and not violate these two points to scare this little white face into peeing his pants.
Then, he can take this kid to the duck shop and sell it for a good price.
"Oh, by the way, boss, do you have a long purple suit here?"
"Yes, yes!"
The boss smiled and ran to the warehouse on the side.
"Ah, yes, and the blue shirt, and the green waistcoat and tie, oh yes, and the gloves, the brown ones."
After the mad cook finished speaking, he found the boss standing behind him.
"Haha, what are you doing standing behind me, my clothes."
"Huh." The boss smiled meaninglessly and said, "With all due respect, this customer, this suit on your body and the very weird outfit you just said are already over 10,000, what are you going to pay for?" ”
The mad chef tilted his head.
Unlike Rason, he doesn't have the concept of money.
"I don't have any money."
"Oh." The boss narrowed his eyes and looked at the crazy cook coldly: "That young man, you may not be able to leave." ”