"I want to find someone, can I?" Misha asked, squinting her eyes.

"Of course, I can find anyone in Gotham, of course, if I have to leave this place."

Misha thought for a moment.

Back in the room, he took out the female nurse's ID card, went back to Fishmoony's room, and swiped the card.

The door opens.

The man inside walked out, dressed in a strange bodysuit and two completely different colored eyes.

"Very good, little girl." Fishmooney nodded and said, "Now, let's go." ”

At this time, the situation outside has become more and more serious.

A large number of believers poured into Arkham.

And in a certain ward, Jerome was lying on the emperor's throne, his eyes closed, as if thinking about something.

"Knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door, and Jerome opened his eyes, obviously in a prison, but he waved his hand impatiently like someone who had been disturbed at home.

"Please come in."

"Squeak~"

The door is opened, and at the gate, the mad chef stands in the doorway wearing a security uniform.

"Hi Jerome."

"Oh~, it's you, my friend!"

Jerome sat up from the bed, his arms propped up on the edge of the bed, his shoulders held high, like a child waiting for his father to come home.

"Hey, hey, what's going on, aren't you curious, why am I here?" The mad chef laughed and walked in through the gate.

"Of course, I'm so curious."

Jerome also stood up, clapping his hands, and walked towards the mad kitchen, his oil-painted face like a real clown.

"Well, did you come to see me, huh."

"Oh~ I want to think about it." The crazy chef closed his eyes, seemed to really think for a moment, and said: "No, I'm just here to ask for directions, I want to ask, where is Hugo Strange?" ”

"Hugo, is that bald, hey, I don't know." Jerome smiled and walked up to the mad cook, looked at the mad chef in front of him, glanced at his wrist, and said, "But you seem to be late, shouldn't you show up at the police station with me, hehe." ”

"Poof."

Crazy Cook felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Looking down, a knife had been stabbed in his abdomen, apparently stabbing some important internal organs.

Jerome's evil-soaked eyes just looked at him.

"Hey, hey, you're going to miss me, Jerome, goodbye." The crazy chef's mouth was full of blood donations, and those red eyes looked at each other.

A few seconds have passed.

Crazy Cook fell to the ground, and Jerome wiped the blood from his hands, then fell to his knees and put a handkerchief over Crazy Chef's face.

"Thank you, my dear friend, I will always remember you, ahahahaha!"

With that, Jerome swaggered out through the door.

Three minutes later

"Ahem, ahem."

The mad cook pulled down the handkerchief that covered his face, threw it aside in disgust, and after savoring the bloody taste in his mouth, he stood up.

"Hey, hey, it seems, it's not a good idea to ask him for directions."

Crazy Cook touched his stomach.

The wound on it had almost healed for the most part, and it was not a fatal wound anymore.

"Hey, hey, is that what it feels like to be cut?"

Crazy Cook twisted his neck.

He actually expected Jerome to do this to himself, and he had long expected that Jerome would most likely not care about the affairs of Indian Mountain.

And his purpose was only to quickly cause an outbreak in the entire Arkham Asylum.

“GCPD！”

At this time, a reminder from Gordon, a friendly police officer, came from the gate.

"Aha!" Mad Cook laughed.

He kind of knew why the Gotham criminals ran away so easily before Batman came.

It seems that he has to speed up his progress and find Hugo quickly.

Under the Indian Mountains.

Hugo Strange was hurrying to prepare something.

As long as he can get out of here, he will go to the north of the state to continue his experiments, where there will be no danger as Gotham, and he can have a large number of test pieces.

“OK！”

Hugo packed up and quickly ran out of the office with a small suitcase.

Buses to the north of the state are ready.

It's going to be three hours away, and he's going to have to be fast.

"Wow~, look who I found?"

Hugo passed by a junction.

Fishmooney and Misha walked out, both of them looking radiant and happy to be able to leave.

Hugo saw the two of them and slowed down.

His first reaction was always like this.

Always keep looking your most calm.

Hugo looked at Misha on the side.

"Oh~, it seems that you are hiding some of your special abilities," Hugo made a look of appreciation.

"That's right." Fishmooney stepped forward and said, "Yes, we really want to continue talking, but the two of us still have to catch the bus." ”

"Bus, oh no, no, no, you can't, Lady Mooney, and Lady Misha, if you two and the rest of the bus are exposed to the world, it will cause a revolution and cause the weather."

Hugo said seriously.

"What is this bald man talking about, it's still the apocalypse, have you read too many comics?" Misha had been with Luo Sheng for too long before, and she was also tainted with a little of the other party's way of speaking.

"Oh~, little girl, it's okay, look at me." Fishmooney stepped forward.

The hand began to come closer.

Although Hugo Strange didn't know what Fishmooney's special abilities were, he felt that it was certainly not a good thing.

So, the bald man, who had always been calm, began to retreat constantly.

"Trust me, you won't want to go out, I love you like my daughter, but if you're going to go out, I'd rather kill you, please, choose your life."

Fishmooney nodded.

"If you were to be a pimp, you would be very good."

Misha nodded.

"I think he can be a salesman."

"Ha, I really like this little girl." Fishmooney looked at Misha with satisfaction.

"No, no, no!"

Fishmooney and Misha got closer and closer, and Hugo, who had been carrying a lot of garlic, finally screamed, and then walked over to the other side like a crab with teeth and claws.

But before Fishmooney could ask Misha to chase after him, Hugo himself stopped.

And at the end of the corridor, a man in a suit walked out step by step, with a triumphant smile on the other party's face.

Those eyes were blood-red.

"It's you!"

"Boss!"

Two different voices rang out, one was Fishmooney and the other was Misha.

Obviously, both women thought they knew the man, but in fact they didn't know, they didn't.