Forget it, forget it, don't think about that.

Cobot shook his head and shook out the images that were giving him headaches.

There's nothing to think about about this kind of thing.

People must always be content, at least his current life and achievements are already the envy of most people.

Just as Copot was about to go to sleep with a glass of red wine, a box on the table caught his attention.

Cobot frowned.

He hadn't noticed his desk until three minutes ago.

There was clearly nothing on it before.

Cobot stepped forward and grabbed the box.

The theme color of the box is black, and there is a green question mark on all sides, which makes people feel like they have an egg ache when they look at it.

"Ding Dong~"

As Cobot was studying the box, the box made a human sound, startling Copote.

"Hahaha, question, I'm a, or a group, I'm afraid of any creature, but after touching it, I'm no longer afraid, I'm cold when I'm one, I'm hot when I'm a group, so, what am I?"

Colbert was confused by the beginning of such a paragraph.

This guy who puts the box.

Are you guessing riddles?

Cobot knocked impatiently on the box, not intending to continue thinking about it, but picked up the phone, intending to call someone in and take the thing away.

"Hahahaha, are you sure to give up, once the box is moved, it will explode."

It was at this time that the box made another sound.

This time, Copote's eyes became fierce, and he stepped forward and slapped the table, glaring at the box fiercely.

"Can you hear me, you're nearby?"

"Hahaha, I know you might think I'm nearby, but it's a pity~ It's a pity, this is a recording, I can only say that the behavior patterns of ordinary people are too easy to guess, so, have you guessed the mystery?"

"Explosion, you said it before."

Colbert was upset to give the answer.

"Okay, the correct answer is ~~~............ (●—●) (ノಥ益ಥ)~( ̄▽ ̄~)~(๑><๑), Explosion! Haha, that's right! ”

Cobot rolled his eyes.

"That's right, you may have guessed it at this time, the riddle is wrong, it's still right, it doesn't have anything to do with the explosion, but this box is indeed going to explode, and more than a dozen places in your home are full of bombs, please do what I say, dear mayor,

Of course, to prove that I'm not lying, I'll have to sacrifice your toilet. ”

This sentence has just been finished.

There was a loud bang in the guest room upstairs in Copote, which frightened Copoch and squatted down.

"Ahhh I'll kill you! You bastard who plays riddles! Colbert yelled.

And at this time.

Gordon was having a candlelit dinner at home with his girlfriend.

Leslie sat across from him.

Gordon, on the other hand, was worried, as if he was bothered by something.

"Hey, Gordon." Leslie waved in front of Gordon.

"Oh, what's wrong."

Gordon came back to his senses and found that Leslie was looking at him with a forced smile.

"Gordon, is this sausage pasta hard to eat?" Leslie asked.

"What, noodles, no, it's delicious, it tastes good." Gordon forked a large ball of noodles, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and chewed happily.

Leslie couldn't help but laugh.

"Gordon, I know you very well, let's just say what's wrong with you." The smile on Gordon's face faded into fatigue and bitterness.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm a little confused by what happened in Gotham lately, I thought I could change the city, but it seems like it's getting more and more out of control, and it seems like it's all because of me."

Gordon closed his eyes.

Leslie felt very sorry for Gordon's current appearance, and was about to comfort his man, when the phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Gordon picked up the phone, and the nervous voice of the superintendent came over.

A minute later, Gordon hung up.

"I'm sorry, Rai." Gordon looked at Leslie guiltily.

I was supposed to have dinner with Leslie today, but I didn't expect this to happen.

Leslie was very understanding.

"Is it a matter from the police department, do you want my help?"

"No, it's not a homicide, the mayor's house was bombed by terrorists, it is said that it may be the Riddler, I'm going to go there."

"Okay, stay safe."

When it was over, Leslie gave Gordon a kiss, but Gordon didn't have much of the heart to reminisce.

His mind is now on the Riddler, and catching the other party is what Gordon wants to do most now.

On this side, Gordon left.

Leslie looked at the dinner in front of her, and sighed helplessly.

"Hahaha, what's the matter, dear Miss Forensic, you seem to be very annoyed."

Right now.

The doorway opened, and a man dressed in green, with a black hat, leather gloves on his hands, and question marks on his body, walked in.

"Who are you!"

Leslie stood up, her hand slowly reaching under the table, and below it was the alarm button.

The man at the door laughed for a while.

"Me, if you know me, you want to share me, if you share me, I disappear, who am I?"

Leslie thought for a moment and said, "Secret." ”

"That's right, by the way, Miss Leslie, I cut off the alarm system in your apartment thirty minutes ago, and you can get your hands out from under the table."

Leslie, who was discovered, withdrew his hand.

"Okay, that's good, you can take the money, but I'll pretend I don't know you, so."

“NO！ Wrong! ”

The man suddenly roared, stretched out his two hands, and said, "I'm not interested in money, and as for what I'm going to do, you'll know right away, hahahaha!" ”

As soon as the other party's words fell, Leslie felt a tingling pain in her neck, reached out and touched it, but felt an anesthetic needle.

Then the body lost control.

The man with question marks all over her body walked over, but unfortunately she couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

And at this time.

Gordon had arrived at Copote's house.

The penguin doesn't have much of a sense of belonging to this house, and he can buy another one whenever he wants, if he likes it.

But if it's really blown up, he'll be very faceless.

So, the mess was thrown directly at Gordon, anyway, he was a police officer, which was what he should do, and he himself went to live at his mother's house.

At this time.

Gordon stood in his office.

The Riddler's words were being placed in the box.

"Haha, Mr. James Gordon, hello, introduce yourself, my name is ...... Riddler"