In the traffic behind them, I occasionally thought about a few long honks of police cars and ambulances, and they should be in a hurry to go to the convenience store that had just called the police, but the congested streets were like the intestines that had been constipated for two weeks, and they couldn't get out of the slightest gap.

So the police and paramedics had to rush to the convenience store a block away on stretchers, and if they were lucky, they should be able to get the poor clerk back in time.

None of this was Quinn's concern, though, she just politely turned sideways to make way for the doctors who rushed past her, and then continued to flip through the newspaper in her hand.

Hamilai Golf Course Celebrates Its Anniversary

"Investor Zod cuts the ribbon for Wayne Group's new project"

These two pieces of news occupy two of the newspaper's headlines, and you don't have to look down to know that today's newspapers are equivalent to writing nothing.

There were no homicides, no bank robberies, not even a single explosion...... If it weren't for the faint sight of Gotham City's iconic Wayne Tower at the end of this street, Hallie. Quinn even thought he had picked up the wrong newspaper.

But it doesn't matter, maybe the cuties have been tired lately, or have been caught in Arkham Asylum again, and it just so happens that they can go and rescue their little pudding again, which is really the perfect greeting gift.

So, Quinn tossed the newspaper in her hand and began her blissful journey to find her lovely Mr. J.

Her first stop was a restaurant......

【Iceberg Club】

It's the biggest restaurant on 75th Street in Gotham City, and of course, as the name suggests, there's a lot more to it than just eating.

The casinos here can bet on everything you want to gamble on, and no one will pay for it, where you can buy everything you want, as long as the price is reasonable, and the people who can enter here are not ordinary citizens, maybe this table is talking about an operation to blow up the town hall, and the next table is arguing about a big arms business.

This restaurant is one of Gotham City's most orderly and notorious places for the crime trade.

And the owner of this restaurant is called Oswald Chesterfield Copote.

People like to call him the Penguin Man, of course...... You can't call him that to his face unless you never want to see your tongue again.

On this day, at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, before the opening hours of the Iceberg Restaurant arrived, a woman with a hot body walked in.

"Hi Miss, we haven't opened yet." A doorman about the size of a sumo wrestler stops Quinn.

"Who says that a restaurant must be open to receive customers?" Halle. Quinn asked rhetorically.

The man frowned, and thought to himself, you have to go in before it opens, do you want to sit in there and watch the ceiling alone? However, he still didn't say such rude words, and after working here for a long time, he knew that people who came here were not so easy to mess with, so the security guard replied politely: "This...... It's the rule here. ”

"Oh, I see." Quinn nodded, "But...... It's not my rule. ”

With that, the giant man's expression changed suddenly, from cold to intense pain, and then he collapsed holding his abdomen, while Quinn shook the blood from the fruit knife and pushed open the door of the restaurant.

Just like the strong man at the door said, there was no one in the Iceberg Restaurant at all, only a few waiter-like people were cleaning, they saw Quinn walking in, they didn't say anything, just stunned for a moment, and watched Quinn walk to the bar of the restaurant.

"Jingle Bell"

Quinn rang the bell in front of the bar.

After a while, a bartender-like man walked out: "Hello...... Miss, how can I help you? He was obviously a little confused about the woman who broke in, but he still said very politely.

"Where's the Penguins?" She said straight to the point......

"Oh, dear lady...... the bartender replied with a smile, "we don't have the penguin people you call here." ”

This time, it was Quinn's turn to be stunned: "Oh? Are you sure? The 'penguin man' I'm talking about is the one with a single eye on his eye, a sharp-beaked monkey gills but a big belly, short and frustrated, and always likes to wear a children's suit...... Well...... What's it called, oh, yes, Copote! ”

Quinn accented again, and said with a tone of obvious mockery.

The bartender's expression finally loosened a little, it is true that the owner of this restaurant is named Copote, but, according to the majesty of the Copote family, is it really good that this woman has said such slanderous and disrespectful words here?

Of course not.

So as soon as the words fell, several doors of the Iceberg Restaurant were suddenly pushed open, and several tall men rushed out, and then surrounded Harley. Quinn.

"Can you bring me a glass of juice?" Quinn still looked like no one else, and he was a little unsure of what to pay attention to, choosing the taste of the juice.

"I'm sorry, ma'am." A polite voice came: "I'm afraid, now is not the time to drink juice." ”

Quinn finally laughed, and she naturally heard the penguin man's high-pitched voice.

"Haha, I don't want to call you out this way, but I can't help it...... Well, it......'s been a long time," she said, and she turned around, but the next second she froze.

Because, in front of her, it was not the penguin people, to be precise, not the penguin people she was familiar with.

Although the man in front of him was short, he was not fat, even a little thin, and he did not have the monocle on his eyes, and he obviously looked much younger than the image in his memory...... Penguin Man ......

Maybe it was seeing Hallie. Quinn looked surprised, and Mr. Cobott smiled: "I'm sorry ma'am, if I'm not mistaken, the person you just described, the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, short and frustrated, should be a member of our Copote family, although the family is impartial and law-abiding, but they don't want to be attacked by unfair remarks, and they don't like to see their employees being bullied." So...... You have 10 seconds left to convince me not to throw you into the shark pool.

10......

5......

2......”

"What year is it?" Quinn asked suddenly....... She seemed to realize that she had made a very stupid mistake.