"Oh, no, no! What are you doing! ”

Jerome was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his feet limp on the ground, as if trying to shrink the whole man into the tent.

The other party cracked his mouth and smiled.

"If I didn't know you, I'd really be fooled by your little monster."

Jerome panicked even more.

"What, what did you murderer say!"

"I said." The other party squatted down, his smile full of madness, "As a thank you gift for being my friend, I helped you solve your mother, how about it?" ”

"What, you're actually, yes, oh my God! I don't want to kill my mom! You can't touch her! I love her! Jerome said excitedly.

"Oh, really?"

"Of course!" Jerome shed a drop of his eye, like a poor child who wanted to protect his mother.

The other party was quiet for a long time.

Jerome cried for ten seconds, and the crying on his face suddenly disappeared, but he imitated the child's playful appearance and brought some disappointment.

"Hey, can't you just hold on a little longer,"

"Oh yes, don't you want to keep interceding for your poor mother?" The other party asked with a smile on his chest with both hands on his chest.

"Poor mother? Hey bro, I just ate, don't make me throw up. Jerome jumped up and exclaimed, "There's no need for such a thing as Mommy!" ”

The man nodded.

"yes, I know, your mom is a disgusting bitch."

"Well...... that's true in a sense, but I have a question, what are you going me to do?"

The man covered his eyes with both hands, showing only a row of teeth, as if he was laughing, and finally managed to cover the laughter that could attract more than a dozen tents around.

Jerome propped his chin with his hands on his lips and looked like a child watching a circus performance.

Finally, the man ended smiling.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry."

The man stuck out his tongue and licked the blood off the knife, and said evilly: "In short, don't forget me, my bet with that person is all up to you." ”

"Uh-uh." Jerome rolled his eyes and looked at the sky, a series of noises coming out of his throat, as if he didn't want to pay attention to the other.

The man didn't say anything, just smiled again, and walked into the tent behind Jerome.

In the tent.

There was a man and a woman gasping, but after a scream, there was no more life in the tent.

……

The next day.

Six o'clock in the morning.

Luo Sheng's fading sleepiness woke him up.

This is a special habit that he has developed only with a perfect biological clock for a long time.

Grabbing the shelf on the side, getting some water and patting his face, Luo Sheng habitually opened the refrigerator as soon as possible.

Sure enough, there was a large vat of minced meat inside.

"I said, where the hell did you buy the materials?" Luo Sheng asked.

It's something he hasn't figured out so far.

Gotham has a lot of pork mills, yes.

But Luo Sheng didn't think that such high-grade meat would be something that those messy pork factories could make.

"Ahh

The voice of the crazy chef's dissatisfaction sounded in Luo Sheng's head, like a child's anger after being woken up.

"You sound sleepy?"

"Nonsense, it was obviously my body last night, you have already slept enough, okay, don't disturb others to sleep casually!"

"Wait, is that the second personality like this? Don't you and I use the same body? The crazy chef didn't make a sound, thinking he was asleep.

"Alas......"

Luo Sheng scratched his head.

He felt as if he needed to find a book on multiple personalities.

Take out the minced meat as you go.

Luo Sheng took out bread and eggs, bacon and soybeans that he had bought a long time ago, and planned to start making breakfast.

What, why not minced meat?

No, no, no.

Those are prepared for customers, and they must be separated from their own food, and they can't open a store today, so they have to eat a little more for breakfast.

……

Arkham Asylum

The full name is Elizabeth Arkham Mental Illness Criminal Asylum, which has a history of more than 200 years.

This madhouse is located on the outskirts of Gotham City and is a place that most people don't want to visit.

In the beginning, Arkham was only positioned as a hospital.

But after the death of the mother of the hospital's founder, Amadeus Arkham, it became a psychiatric hospital specializing in the treatment of mental problems.

Note that Arkham was still a psychiatric hospital at this time.

What really turned Gotham into a madhouse was after that man appeared.

Martin Hawking.

Nicknamed Mad Dog Martin, he is a very standard criminal.

After escaping from prison, he went to Dr. Amadeus' house and killed the doctor's wife and daughter.

After this happened.

Instead of screaming hysterically and crying to the point of a nervous breakdown, Amadeus was calm and turned Arkham into an insane asylum that only recruited high-IQ criminals.

Mad Dog Martin.

This was his first patient, and he was electrocuted to death in his hospital bed by Amadeus six months later.

After that, Arkham was deserted.

Due to the geographical location and the environment of this madhouse, basically no one has been close in the past two hundred years.

And yet, just today.

A man appeared at Arkham's gate.

The man was carrying a large box of tools borrowed from Jack, dressed in old clothes, and had a kitchen knife pinned to his waist.

That's right, this person is Luo Sheng.

Does anyone remember that Luo Sheng made a bet with the crazy chef before?

The contents of this bet are kept secret for the time being.

But Luo Sheng is now beginning to regret it.

"Isn't that a waste of time?"

Luo Sheng complained as he arrived at the gate.

As a building that has been closed for more than 200 years, the gate has become very historic, almost entirely rust and dust.

Luo Sheng took out a hammer.

If he is not mistaken, the lock that has been put on for so long, and it is raining every day, it is estimated that it will be ...... long ago

“WDNMD！ Locks too! ”

There was nothing on the empty iron door in between, let alone a lock, and I felt that the administrator who had closed this madhouse at the beginning thought that no one would come in, so he didn't even tie a rope.

But this behavior made Luo Sheng unhappy.

He'd been preparing all morning just to get a lock, and now you tell him, "This door isn't locked, and you can get in with a four-legged rampage even if you don't prepare for anything." ”。

Who can stand this?

So, Luo Sheng, who did not give up, searched near the gate for a long time to see if there was any hidden latch.

Then, because he moved too much.

The door is open~

Luo Sheng: (눈_눈)

"Is this NM kidding me?"

Luo Sheng kicked lightly again, and the door opened completely with a "squeak~" sound.