Riddler.

Love to ask questions, high IQ, like a god, the emperor of routines, and a lover of severe middle and second diseases plus death.

Penguin people.

Standard criminal, Gotham is a normal person, beaten all the way, likable, serious mom treasure man plus lack of love teenager.

These two people are very independent super criminals in the original Gotham, and the painting style is also seriously incompatible.

Except for Gotham, Watchmen, V-Word Vendetta, and a few Batman and the original Superman, Luo Sheng has not had much contact with DC's film and television works.

However, in the 21st century, the Internet is indispensable.

The ratings on the Internet and some video websites for the Justice League and what Superman vs. Batman make Luo Sheng feel that the director and editor of the Gotham TV series are still good.

However, such a divine drama has a plot that Luo Sheng can't understand.

The Penguin Man actually fell in love with the Riddler?

What kind of weird CP is this?

Luo Sheng has no opinion on men, but isn't it a little strange that Nima's doping is mixed in a police sci-fi crime TV series?

And Luo Sheng has always been curious, if there is no appearance of that woman, the penguin man really confesses, how can the Riddler refuse the penguin man's confession while maintaining the friendship between the two?

That's right, he's facing such a problem right now.

The time is one o'clock in the afternoon on Wednesday.

The location is an informal cottage infirmary.

Luo Sheng was sitting on the bed sweating profusely, and a doctor was pulling a bullet out of his wound without anesthetic.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine soon."

The doctor took the pliers and slowly reached into the wound and stirred.

"Ahh I'm going to his kitchen knife chopping board chocolate! Mango apple shampoo balm! Luo Sheng screamed.

The doctor couldn't help but frown.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

The penguin man blinked and said, "He's like that, he has a sense of humor." ”

"I don't have a sense of humor, can you please get him to stop screaming." The doctor said very shamelessly.

“OK。”

Copote didn't speak, but Rasheng opened his own mouth, and then closed his mouth, his own mood was very complicated now.

The Penguin Man is considered a successful raider, which is happy.

Shot in the leg, it's grumpy.

It is possible for a penguin person to fall in love with himself, and it is an egg pain.

In short, after mixing with more than a dozen other messy moods, Luo Sheng had a feeling that made him want to go to the toilet a little.

"That's it!"

The doctor's tweezers were pulled out of Luo Sheng's wound, and the severe pain hit again, and Luo Sheng's teeth were almost crushed.

The bullet was pulled out, and the rest was much simpler.

Sterilize, medicate, bandage.

Anyway, after an hour of tossing, it seemed that his dead grandmother was waving to him on the other side of a river.

The doctor left with his bag, and Luo Sheng and the penguin man were left in the infirmary at once, and for some reason, Luo Sheng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Hey, Luo Sheng, are you okay?"

Do I look like I'm okay right now? Luo Sheng complained silently in his heart, but on the surface, he still gave people a strong expression that although I was in pain, I was fine.

"It's okay, it hurts." Luo Sheng smiled.

The penguin man nodded.

"Luo Sheng, fortunately with you, I will definitely avenge you."

"It's okay, are we friends! Right! Luo Sheng showed a bright smile, especially the word friend.

The penguin man seemed stunned for a moment, but then nodded and said, "Yes, we are friends, by the way, my friend, I may have a nightclub soon, do you want it." ”

"I'm going to be a chef!"

Before the penguin man could finish speaking, Luo Sheng quickly interjected.

"Cook, cook?"

"Yes, chef!"

The penguin man thought that he might have heard it wrong, and asked more questions, and after getting the answer, he didn't seem to know what to do.

"Well, Rason, I might have a nightclub next, and then you want to be a chef?"

"That's right." Luo Sheng said very directly.

He has an inexplicable obsession with being a chef since his previous life.

In his last life, he won against his brother.

At first, he thought he was more enthusiastic about opening a restaurant, but he took 50 million yuan of start-up capital to open a restaurant, and became the boss of others for a few days.

Luo Sheng realized that he seemed to just like cooking, and then he went to work in the kitchen.

The penguin man noticed that Rason was very persistent, and finally nodded.

Luo Sheng is relaxed now.

He finally returned to his old profession, and now he has completely stabilized.

……

Jack Clary.

He is the owner of a weapons specialty store and a very boring person.

In Gotham City, he is a much happier man than the richest people, for the simple reason that he is not short of money, but he does not have the bullshit that particularly rich people have to deal with every day.

But that's not a good thing.

Because he also doesn't have the worries that the people at the bottom of Gotham need to think about their livelihood and try to survive.

A few months ago, he met someone he found most interesting.

That's a bum.

The other party actually asked him to use the materials used as a saber to make a kitchen knife, and just looking at his temperament, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary low-level gangster.

"Alas, it's been a long time since I've had such an interesting person, and I don't know where that guy went."

Sighing, Jack took a sip of the milk from the cup.

"Boss! Give me a mask! ”

Luo Sheng kicked the door open directly, making a loud noise, Jack didn't react, and a mouthful of milk sprayed directly on Luo Sheng's face who happened to enter the door.

Luo Sheng's smile froze there.

"Ahh

Ten minutes later.

"Ahem, so, you mean, let me make you a mask?" The corners of Jack's mouth twitched slightly, and his face was full of incomprehension.

Putting down the water glass, Jack said in a somewhat resentful tone, "You should know that I run a weapons store, not a grocery store, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Luo Sheng shook his hand very indifferently and said, "Aren't we very good friends, isn't it normal to ask you for help in this kind of thing?" ”

Jack smiled helplessly.

"Hehe, we've only seen each other three times this time, what kind of calf are you pulling for me?"

Luo Sheng pulled out a drawing from his waist.

"Come on, come on, look, this is the mask I designed, just do it." Luo Sheng took out a piece of paper like a treasure.

"Hey, I don't think I agreed!" Jack called.

But despite saying that, Jack leaned over to take a look, and then froze on the spot.

It's indeed a mask on the paper.

The mask is a human face, all black, with two white holes in the eyes, like two ping-pong balls, no nose, and a smiling face with two rows of teeth exposed, and the corners of the mouth are almost cracked to the root of the ear.