American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

The Riddler, Edward Nygma, is one of Gotham's super villains. He does not have any super powers, but he uses his high intelligence to commit crimes and those key riddles.

He has deduced Batman's true identity, deceived Catwoman, and has achieved the high achievement of ruling Gotham, albeit for a limited time.

But now, he is just an unhappy clerk and very annoying.

At least no one will thank him today.

Miaomu understood this very well. After all, after the dissection, Nygma used Miaomu to mock everyone.

At that moment, Miao Mu was extremely embarrassed, and felt like someone else's child. Everyone was not in a good mood, especially since they had to take the chopped body back...

Some things can be said and some things cannot be said. Everyone understands this.

But Nygma seemed to be out of his mind, perhaps because he looked down on those people in his heart, like trash.

He disdains to go along with them, let alone to have good relations with them. Except for himself who is a genius, everyone else is trash in his eyes, the difference is at most between big trash and small trash.

A simple description is that his ambitions are as high as the sky, and no one is worthy of competing with him. He is the most aloof and arrogant one.

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"This is the case we are investigating, code name: Puppet Master!"

The Arkham Police Department's conference room was dark, with only the blue light from the projector projecting pictures on the wall.

Director Wei Fei, who was sitting in the upper seat, covered his mouth with his hands and had a cold look on his face. If you turned on the light, you would find that his face was pale and his throat was choked with sobs, and he was about to vomit.

The photos on the projector showed deformed, stitched monsters that could no longer be called human.

The hands became feet, the legs were transplanted to the stomach, the skin on the face was peeled off and sewn back together, and the two people were put together into one.

They were sewn together like toy dolls, but without exception they were all corpses, flashing by one after another as the slides passed.

Many policemen with poor mental abilities in the conference room ran out in the dark and rushed into the toilet to vomit.

Miaomu and the others standing at the back also looked unhappy, as if they were watching a horror movie, but what happened during the day had raised their threshold.

Now looking at it, that’s it.

"This is the situation. This criminal has committed eleven crimes in a row, and nineteen people have been confirmed dead."

The policeman standing by the wall, introducing with a baton in his hand, said that the slide changed again and it was a map of Gotham.

"We have checked many places and narrowed down the scope a lot. Now we can basically confirm that he is here!"

The black baton hit a triangular area on the map, and Director Wei Fei's face looked even worse.

That's where Arkham District is located, and it's also the most chaotic place in all of Gotham.

"I wonder what Director Wei Fei has to say?" Brock took out a Camel cigarette and tapped it on the conference table.

He has not stopped smoking since the projector light came on, and all the cigarette butts in the ashtray are smoked by him.

"No, we will cooperate with all our strength!"

Wei Fei quickly said that knowing there was such a pervert in his jurisdiction, he couldn't sleep well at night, and maybe it was time to consider moving to a safer place.

Last time, my house was emptied without anyone noticing, and now I've encountered this kind of pervert again...

"Ahem, let me say a few words."

Brock stood up, picked up his lighter and lit a cigarette, then glanced around the room. There were not many people left.

"The Gotham Police Department will go all out this time. Originally, this case was in charge of Sheriff James Gordon, but because of the Red Hood robbery, he is temporarily unable to spare time, so I will be in charge."

"I only have one request, make sure this perverted bastard is finished off!" Brock clenched his fists and slammed them heavily on the conference table. His stern eyes were much stronger than his sloppy appearance.

"Well, I have a problem!"

Naegi raised his hand and said, "Although the code name is Puppet Master, do we have any information or details about the other party?"

"no!"

Brock said it directly and to the point, as if he had said something very remarkable.

"..."

"I've only been in charge of this case for a few days, so I don't know the details, but some information will be delivered to you tonight."

Brock turned to look at Director Wei Fei and said, "We need to set up a command center here, and we need help from manpower. I hope to get your support."

"No problem, take your pick."

Wei Fei agreed immediately. As long as he was not chosen, anything was fine, as for the credit.

As long as it is in Arkham District, if the case is solved, he will definitely be on the list of credits. Even if it is not solved, his hard work will be credited to it.

"That's good..." Brock turned his head and looked into the conference room. There were not many people there, and some of them were just holding on.

"Those people come with me and let's set up an office first." Brock pointed at Naegi and the others.

After all, among a group of people who were trying hard not to vomit, a few guys with normal complexions and no fear stood out.

The light bulb came on and the conference room door opened.

Miaomu and the others walked outside. Jerry covered his stomach and smacked his lips, "Mumu, I'm hungry..."

As soon as he mentioned eating, the faces of the other people changed immediately, and that nausea feeling came up again.

"Mr. Nygma, do you want to go out for dinner? I know a great Mexican restaurant."

Miaomu ran forward a few steps and caught up with Nygma in front of him and invited him warmly. Nygma was a little surprised because few people invited him to dinner, so he stopped and thought about it.

"What should a three-legged cow be called?"

Nygma asked another riddle and looked at Naegi with some anticipation. Apparently if he answered it correctly, they could go to dinner together.

"Cow? Then let's have steak! Eat a leg of it!"

Miaomu grinned and said generously, "Liu Bei was able to visit him three times at his cottage, so if he could capture the Riddler, I hope he can do it."

Not to mention cattle, even if he wanted to eat a mermaid, Miaomu would go to Adams Port to find a boat to catch one.

There are very few people in Gotham who can rely on their IQ to compete with Batman. If he misses the opportunity, Naegi will slap himself twice.

"Interesting. I told you first, if the steak isn't tasty, I'll flip the table." Nygma smiled and raised his hand to push his glasses.

"If the steak is not delicious, I will definitely take the initiative to overturn the table. I will never let you down."

Miao Mu's smile became even more intense, and he turned to Jerry and the others and shouted, "Come together, it's my treat!"

Except for Jerry, everyone else looked at each other, obviously hesitant. After all, they knew exactly what the two men had done during the day. However, with Brock's words, everyone went.

"If you want to eat, do you mind taking me along?"

Brock, with a cigarette in his mouth and a bulging belly, walked out of the conference room and surrounded everyone to go eat with Miaomu.