Deep suburbs of Gotham City.

Two large iron fence doors were locked, and there was no sunlight in the sky, and what appeared to be a very old hospital building stood there.

The building was supposed to be nothing more than an ordinary hospital, but during its construction, the architect of the building went crazy and hacked all the workers to death.

But what really turned this general hospital into a madhouse was mainly a man named Amadeus Arkham.

He was the founder of the hospital.

Amadeus's mother suffered from severe mental illness, and in order to prevent her from continuing to suffer, Amadeus euthanized her.

It was because of this that Amadeus wanted to turn Arkham into a center for the treatment of the spirit.

Note that this is still a serious hospital at this time.

But then there is a man named Martin, who is not the junior high school boy who changes his appearance every morning, this guy is a real crazy criminal.

Martin the Mad Dog kills Amadeus' wife and daughter.

That's how Amadeus completely transformed Arkham Hospital into an Arkham Asylum, specializing in high-IQ criminals and lunatics who can't control themselves.

That is, although Arkham is ostensibly a psychiatric hospital, it is actually a prison.

Luo Sheng and the other three got into a car.

There were three people in the car.

A tall and big stupid one, one is tall, and one is the same as a little chick.

Not to mention, two of these people Luo Sheng still know.

According to his memory.

The guy who was high up was Richard Siannis, a millionaire with a yacht and a sports car, although he couldn't compare to a rich man of Bruce Wayne's level.

And a big man.

This guy ......

Luo Sheng felt as if he hadn't paid much attention to what his name was when he watched Gotham, but he often appeared as a trick.

"It's here, get off!"

A couple of strong nurses and police officers stepped forward to pull one or three people down.

A smell of potion and mold scurried around the tip of Luo Sheng's nose, making him couldn't help frowning after smelling the aroma of food during this time.

Luo Sheng was pushed.

"Hurry up! It's almost time for dinner! The caregiver urged impatiently.

Luo Sheng has never been in prison, but he has read a lot of large and small film and television works and other novels, and understands that it is better to follow the other party at this time.

The three were shoved into the disinfection room.

Several nurses still watched impatiently as the three men stripped naked, rinsed them with water, and then threw them on disinfectant powder and pushed them into their cells.

It's been an hour since this set of processes.

Arkham's cell was single.

Iron doors, stone walls, nothing but a small window under each cell below where you could talk.

Luo Sheng shook his prison uniform, black and white stripes, and looked like the clothes of COS zebras.

"It's ugly." Luo Sheng complained.

But ugly is ugly, but Luo Sheng doesn't have any special pleasure for being naked all the time, so he simply puts on his clothes.

A small place of less than three square meters.

A bed, a pothole, a sink, and a table.

For anyone who knows about prisons, they can sigh that this is a five-star luxury cell, at least better than squeezing into a dormitory.

"Whew~"

Luo Sheng lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

"Roar, how do you feel when you get here?"

Listen to the sound to know who it is.

Except for the second personality, Luo Sheng felt that no one would be able to make such a voice and tone that was clearly the same as his own, but very flat.

Not wanting to pay attention to the crazy cook, Luo Sheng turned around.

The face that was exactly the same as himself was looking at him less than three centimeters away from him.

"Mom!" Luo Sheng fell directly from the bed.

"Hey, don't ignore me, don't you get bored sleeping in a place like this." The mad cook sat up straight, his upper body swaying, like a bear child with ADHD.

Luo Sheng didn't even look at the crazy kitchen.

He knew the character of this person, and it was the best thing to do without him, and it would be stupid to communicate with him because of anger or other reasons.

However, Luo Sheng soon discovered that he seemed to underestimate his second self too much.

"Hey, hey, I said, do you want to cook?"

"Luo Sheng Luo Sheng, what did you say about dinner in this ghost place?"

"Hahahaha! There are mushrooms growing on the side of the toilet on Luo Sheng's side! Let's add a meal! ”

Luo Sheng was so annoyed that he couldn't bear it anymore, picked up something on the table and put it against his neck, and yelled at the crazy cook: "If your uncle bothers me again!" I'm going to kill myself right now! ”

"Well, but this thing is a spoon."

Luo Sheng glanced at the thing in his hand.

The black spoon, but with a few pointed ends on the front, is clearly a combination of a fork and a spoon.

"It's still a fork!"

"Ahem, Luo Sheng, calm down, you see, how good it is here, there is food, drink, and accommodation, and you don't have to spend a dime." The mad chef spoke in a tone like a dead salesman.

Luo Sheng leaned against the wall tiredly.

", I can't communicate with Shabi." Speaking of fun, Luo Sheng was like a large puddle of liquid sliding against the wall and falling to the ground, hugging his knees and not speaking.

The mad chef shrugged his shoulders, and silence returned to the cell.

……

Over the next few weeks, a lot happened in Gotham.

For example, Salmaroni's restaurant was looted, and the only bag of money left was hidden by a dishwasher.

Another example is the killing of politicians everywhere.

But to put it bluntly, these things have nothing to do with Luo Sheng, and he doesn't even mean to understand them as news.

As someone who has watched a TV series.

It's as if something you already knew was happening.

One afternoon.

Luo Sheng sat on a stool in the activity area, playing a few playing cards, putting them together one by one, and then breaking them up.

The rest of the people around were doing their own thing.

Arkham has recently been refurbished and reopened.

What was supposed to be a prison for high-IQ criminals was suddenly defined by the mayor as a real psychiatric hospital.

As a result, a lot of mental illness was locked up.

It's like the guy next door to Rason.

This guy is looking blankly ahead, sometimes tilting his head, usually squatting in a chair, and if someone passes by him, this guy will say hello.

And a day later, Luo Sheng realized that this person felt that he was actually a parrot.

"Hello everyone~"

At that moment, a bald bearded man walked in, followed by a black female nurse.

Luo Sheng: (눈_눈)

Why is the voice of this ecstasy so familiar?