"Okay, okay."

The other party's consciousness was already frightened and a little unconscious.

According to the original story, the Balloon Man is actually an ordinary nurse, but he starts killing because of a certain financial fraud and the mayor's large-scale capture of street children.

In other words, this is a good old man.

An uncle in his thirties and forties has a slight fatness in his body, and he rarely kills even flies.

Suddenly encountering a person like Luo Sheng can only be said to be unlucky.

His method of killing is to hang people from balloons and then lift them into the air, but Rasen's method of killing people is to hit people with bricks, throw them into the river, or dismember them.

It's a very different feeling.

Luo Sheng even felt that he was a little deceiving himself.

The police inspector next to him was going to die, and then because the other party disturbed his view of the scenery, he forcibly took him down and killed him with his own hands.

"This should be counted on the balloon's head." Luo Sheng muttered quietly in his heart.

He was very worried right now.

What should I say, he just killed someone, he doesn't feel guilty now, and there is an inexplicable excitement, Luo Sheng feels that he is going to find an opportunity to do psychological counseling.

Thinking so, he scratched his head.

Under the frightened eyes of the balloon man, he left the killing field step by step and returned to the dining car.

Seeing that Rasheng was leaving, the balloon man dragged his injured leg forward, and dragged the body of the superintendent to the side of the cart he had used to hold the weather balloon.

He didn't want to stay here anymore.

There is actually a murderer living in this alley of Gotham, and the other party's personality is so weird.

Of course, Luo Sheng didn't know what the balloon man thought, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

Almost immediately after returning to the dining car, he lay down in his chair and began to think.

What's going on with him?

This question is a bit difficult to think about, and it is not difficult to think about, it is nothing more than the problem that he likes to kill people indiscriminately now.

Successfully integrating into Gotham is not like this.

Rasen's original imagination was to blend in with civilians or positive characters, similar to the Batman camp, but his current model seems to be moving towards characters like the Joker or the Riddler.

"No, I need to see a doctor!"

Luo Sheng slapped the chair and stood up directly.

When you are sick, you should go to the doctor.

This is a common idea shared by most Huaxia people, and Luo Sheng, as a standard former Huaxia person, is no exception.

Early the next morning.

Luo Sheng put on a loose short-sleeved suit and a pair of jeans.

In the mirror, he looks very handsome, and his appearance and temperament are very sunny, which is completely different from the villain's evil appearance.

"I'm not a murderer, right."

Luo Sheng smiled at him in the mirror, but he didn't know why, but he felt that the person in the mirror seemed to be smiling a little differently.

I was suddenly a little nervous.

"This broken mirror is actually broken! I don't have time to buy a new mirror today! ”

Rasen, this is called a pain.

After struggling with whether to buy mirrors or go to the doctor first, Luo Sheng finally decided to go to the doctor first.

Psychiatrist.

It's a great career.

When it comes to psychiatrists in Gotham City, most people think of a girl named Harleen Quezel.

This girl is a very strong psychology student.

But I don't know if it's a high-IQ person who goes crazy or a good student who always likes to hang out with bad guys.

The girl fell in love with the Joker, and then followed the Joker into a high-IQ sociopathic maniac, and even changed her name to Harley Quinn, becoming the well-known Harley Quinn.

Of course, Rason can't touch her at this time now, and even in the plane of the Gotham TV series, there is no such person as Harley Quinn.

As for why I want to focus on it here, it's just for the sake of the water word count.

Straight to the point.

Luo Sheng walked around the center of Gotham several times, and finally found a psychiatrist at a relatively high-end medical institution in Gotham.

One hundred dollars an hour.

Luo Sheng's business in the past two days has been really good, otherwise maybe he really looks down on this kind of thing that only rich people can afford.

Lake Hanmo.

One of the many psychiatrists in Gotham City, but to be honest, he's having a good time.

The layout in Gotham City is strange.

The rich are particularly rich, and the poor are particularly poor, and a psychiatrist like him mainly serves the rich.

These well-fed people always don't understand.

Obviously life is very good, but there will always be psychological pressure because of some stupid questions, of course, this problem can be forced to survive by willpower in the poor, as for the unbearable.

Hehe, that kind of person doesn't have a presence in Gotham.

To be dead is to be dead.

And today, Lake ushered in a young man who seemed to be moaning innocently.

He put on a fitted suit.

The hair is fastened with hairspray, giving the impression of a successful person.

"Hello, my name is Luo Sheng."

Lake looked up and down for a moment, revealing a professional smile reserved for a psychiatrist, but his heart was quickly analyzing.

This young master who looks less than twenty-one years old, probably also from a rich family, looks very sunny, his eyes are too pure, and he shouldn't have stepped into society yet.

This kind of person is generally very easy to fool, as for the psychological problem, it is estimated that it is some emotional or learning problem, no matter what, let's talk about it for an hour.

He sneered inwardly, but Lake was very kind on the surface.

"Hello, Mr. Luo Sheng, you can call me Doctor Han Mo, please take a seat." Lake said, pointing to a comfortable couch on the side.

Luo Sheng nodded and sat down on the sofa.

This is the first time he has seen a psychiatrist, and he has had a very good life in his previous life, but he didn't expect to be forced to be like this less than a month after coming to Gotham.

Lake observes Rasen, and Rasheng is also observing Rashi.

The other party is in his early forties.

The figure is very well-proportioned and well-dressed, but the cheekbones are a little long, the two eyes are closer than the average person, and there are very light eyebrows, coupled with that kind of temperament, which makes Luo Sheng feel a little hypocritical.

"Hello, Doctor Han Mo, I've been under a lot of pressure lately."

The corners of Lake's mouth curled.

Sure enough, it was the same as he thought.

"It's okay, Mr. Luo Sheng, I'm very professional, we can talk about it first, and sit a little more relaxed."

"Of course." Luo Sheng should arrive.

Lake flipped through the information page and was directly stunned.

Cook?

Is this person a chef?

Lake glanced up at Rasheng again, and felt that this person didn't look like a chef no matter how he looked, but more like a rich kid.

Continuing to look down, this person fills in the question that sometimes can't help but want to cut off someone's head.

"Goodong~"

Lake swallowed a mouthful of saliva imperceptibly, inexplicably a little nervous.