Night.

On the top floor of a certain building.

Edward Nigmar and Christine, Kellinger sat facing each other, with a large pile of food in front of them.

"Oh my God, Ed, if only I had run into you sooner." Collinger smiled sweetly and looked at the Riddler in front of him

"It's okay, it's definitely not too late."

The riddle is a thief.

Of course, in a sense, he may no longer be called a Riddler, but only Edward Nigma.

The Riddler became the Riddler because he killed Tom Doherty, resulting in the Riddler personality.

After the two personalities were constantly exchanged, the Riddler personality completely took over the body.

But because Luo Sheng did the murder first, Edward didn't have a chance to do anything to Doherty, so he was just like this all the time.

Of course.

He was still very grateful for what Luo Sheng said that day.

At least because of this, he plucked up the courage to tell Miss Collinger what he wanted, and the other party was very quick to agree.

The atmosphere before the two became more and more ambiguous.

And just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Do you have any guests?" Collinger looked at the door in confusion.

“NO。”

Ed looked confused, and at the same time very unhappy, he walked to the gate and opened the door directly.

"Hey, dude."

At the gate, a man in a black suit with short black hair was smiling at him with a box.

And such an amiable man made him break out in a cold sweat.

Maybe this person usually wears a mask all the time, but to be honest, the mask can only deceive some people.

There are a lot of people who wear suits in Gotham.

Even a salesman on the side of the road might go out in a black suit, tie, and white shirt.

After all, Cutie is the original Riddler.

His IQ is exaggerated, and he can even be called one of the smartest people in all of Gotham.

He only needed to glance at the person in front of him to know.

The Jedi is that person.

The man called the Crazy Cook.

"What are you doing here?" Ed said as low as he could.

"Hey, Ed, who is it?"

Collinger's voice came from the bedroom.

And just when Ed wanted to say something casually, Luo Sheng squeezed in directly with the box.

"Hi, Miss Collinger."

Luo Sheng smiled and walked to the riddler's room, put down the box in his hand very calmly, and opened it.

A cold aroma wafted out.

"This is a dessert specially made for you by Mr. Ed, and I'm the chef of a Chinese restaurant, and this is our best snowy mooncake."

Ed hurried in.

There are really just five small moon cakes in the box, powdery, translucent, and exuding coolness.

"Oh, Ed, you're so sweet." Collinger said as he looked at Edward Igma.

"Oh, of course, this beautiful young lady, you know, this silly boy says every day that he likes you very much, but he just doesn't have the courage to say it."

“OK！ Mr. Karthas, I'd like to settle the bill with you, okay? ”

"Of course." Luo Sheng glanced at Collinger and said, "Really, Miss, try it, you won't be disappointed." ”

After saying that, Luo Sheng and Ed went to the side.

"Please don't hurt Miss Collinger." As soon as he got to the corner, Ed said very directly.