The curtain hung over Arkham like a thick ink stained with sin, and it was only then that the quiet and serene hospital during the day still showed a bit of hideousness hidden in the darkness, and the cold moonlight reflected the former hospital site like a medieval castle, and the cries and laughter there were as terrifying as the entrance to hell. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Old Frank swallowed his saliva and carefully illuminated the huge black iron door of the hospital with a flashlight, and the haunting pattern on the door under the light was as permeated as a totem of sin from another world, and even he, the old guard who had been here for several years, couldn't help but want to escape.

“****！” Whispering a curse, old Frank mustered up the courage to push open the old rusty iron door, and the creaking sound was loud in the silence of Arkham, and he carefully drew his baton and clenched it in his hand, and stepped cautiously into it, gradually disappearing into the depths of the hospital under the cover of night.

When did Arkham start to become so terrifying, all of this should be attributed to that damn guardian of Gotham City, who was obviously a group of social scum criminals who should have been dealt with, but they were thrown into Arkham without leaving any of them. With a meager salary but having to face the most vicious criminals every day, old Frank cursed the savior of this so-called city more than once.

Walking through the corridor of the hospital with his head down, the guard, who usually flaunted his might in front of the patient, was now as worried as a defeated dog with his tail between his legs, for fear that a patient would run out of a certain corner of the corridor at some point, knowing that no matter which one of the patients was imprisoned here, he could easily be dealt with.

Unlike the modern environment of the new hospital, the old Arkham site, where the old Frank is located at the moment, is a medical institution that existed as early as the seventies, and it is full of old medical equipment and machinery, and the dim and yellowish lights on the corridor not only do not play a reassuring role, but make people feel more uneasy and frightened.

In this way, he walked through a not too short journey in fright, and looked at the gray ward that appeared in front of him, and old Frank breathed a sigh of relief, this was the destination of his trip. As in other psychiatric hospitals, the windows of the patients are all made of hard iron rods, which are less than half the size of the palm of the hand, so as to avoid the possibility of these villain patients escaping the hospital as much as possible.

"You're here again, my good friend, hahahaha~" In the empty hallway, wild laughter reverberated throughout Arkham.

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"So, you're my new doctor now?" Looking at the cold-looking blonde woman in front of him, Zhou Ran still spoke in disbelief. After all, anyone who woke up the next day and found that Dr. Martin, who was originally in charge of him, had become such a beautiful blonde doctor and beautiful woman with a slender body in front of him would be equally surprised and a little happy.

"That's right," nodded calmly, the blonde woman wearing a white doctor's coat showed a completely different cold and glamorous intellect from Dr. Martin, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her small nose and motioned for Zhou Ran, who was at a loss in front of her, to sit down, and introduced herself with red lips, "Dr. Martin can't participate in your treatment for the time being for some personal reasons, Mr. Zhou Ran, so Arkham specially arranged for me to replace Dr. Martin's work, my name is Harleen?" Quezel, you can call me Dr. Harleen......"

The beautiful Dr. Harlem has the same excellent psychotherapy skills as his appearance, and is the authoritative representative of Gotham City in terms of psychology.

It turns out that facing a Dr. Martin and a beautiful doctor are obviously two different psychological experiences, the former you will have infinite confidence in the other person's level of expertise, and the latter is more pleasing to the eye. It's not that I haven't seen beautiful women, but Dr. Harleen's every move is full of professional attitude, and it is easier to gain Zhou Ran's trust than Dr. Martin, who has a bright brain.

Looking at the medical record in his hand, Harleen immediately knew in his heart, it was obvious that the Asian man named Zhou Ran in front of him was a normal ordinary person, and the diagnosis in all aspects of psychology met the requirements, according to Arkham's regulations, as long as he was determined to be mentally fine, he could be discharged from the hospital within the one-week observation period, and in this case, the main reason why he was not discharged was that the other party could not remember everything that happened on the day he was admitted to the hospital.

Harleen had heard a little about the Third Street, and heard that a vicious murder had occurred in the old apartment, and the deceased was still a young girl who was brutally murdered by the murderer, but to this day this hateful murderer is still alive and well in the pursuit of the police.

But what does such a murder have to do with the emaciated teenager in front of him? The interest aroused by the unexpected case made Harleen face up to this simple psychological diagnosis, whether the teenager in front of him really didn't know the inside story, or whether he was covering up the crime outside.

As a psychiatrist, Harleen is conducting psychological research, and the first lesson left by the mentor is that you should never judge a person's heart by their appearance. Psychology is an esoteric study, and even a mentor who has been immersed in it for decades can hardly conclude that he understands the heart.

Gotham City, however, offers the best avenues for such a difficult study, where the most dangerous criminals are but also the most valuable treasures.

"Judging from the results on the medical record during this time, it is obvious that there is nothing wrong with you."

Of course I knew I was fine, but I was worried that if I stayed like this, it would be okay. Recalling his gesture to the penguin at the beginning, Zhou Ran was a little afraid, the other party was a super villain who killed people without blinking, and he would provoke the other party with the mentality of how to die.

Knowing that he was complaining about Arkham's procrastination, Zhou Ran asked Dr. Harleen, who was sitting in front of him, "Since there is no problem, then when can I get out of Arkham, doctor, you must know that if I stay in the hospital again, I can't guarantee that the next time I meet, I will not be normal." ”

"Hehe," adhering to the common low laughter in the United States, Harleen was amused by Zhou Ran's self-mockery, stroked her gold-wire glasses and said with a smile, "Don't worry too much, Zhou Ran, I will tell Arkham for you first, let them arrange you to an ordinary hospital, and after a period of consultation, if there is no problem, you can be safely discharged." ”

"I hope so." Zhou Ran sighed helplessly and said, it seems that it will take a while for him to leave Arkham.