Chapter 255 The Mysterious Sage

"Maybe. Are you Bruce's bodyguard or housekeeper or something?"

Jenny clung to the wall, retrieved her own purple lace pantyhose from the hook, put it on her feet, and quickly put it on.

Then, Jenny quickly locked the bathroom door from the inside.

Looking at the blurry figure wearing a green top hat and a green suit outside the bathroom door, Jenny knew that she must have met a criminal.

She thought to herself that she would be lucky if it was a robbery of wealth or sex.

But if those guys who escaped from Arkham Asylum came, he would be in big trouble!

"I'm sorry, you guessed wrong."

The man at the bathroom door said, reaching out to slide the frosted glass door of the bathroom, only to find that the door had already been locked by Jenny.

Of course, if the person outside the door at this time was Bruce, then Jenny would never lock the bathroom door.

Instead, he directly opened the door and threw himself into the opponent's arms, not even wearing the purple color just now.

After all, before this, I had already missed appointments three times in a row.

After hearing the topic, Jenny immediately pulled her hair and started thinking.

Edward Nygma was lying relaxedly on the chair in the back of the taxi, feeling a little lost.

Carrying Jenny out of the bathroom, Bruce felt heavy.

The person behind the glass door stood up and clicked on the clay bomb a few times, and then the sound of a bomb countdown sounded in the room.

“It’s a deal!”

These guys in Arkham Asylum must be punished!

The moment he left the lunatic asylum, Edward returned home and said to his mysterious personality: "Don't cause trouble for me anymore. I just want to live my life well, do you understand?"

Thinking about how to explain to Director James Gordon that he had been missing for two months, Edward suddenly had a headache.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw room 1803 of the Depp Hotel, and there was a sudden explosion sound.

Hearing what the other party said, Jenny collapsed and cried: "Don't do this, please don't do this! I can give you money, or I can give you myself. I have great skills and you will not regret it. Please give me

This is my chance to show you myself!"

"The countdown to the bomb is three minutes. If Bruce loves you, then he will definitely arrive within three minutes."

Edward Nygma hummed a tune and said to the taxi driver: "Go to No. 197 Tulip Street in the South District."

But now, Bruce, who received Jenny's call, knew that the other party seemed to be in danger because of him.

"It's almost the same. We're almost there. I think you will never refuse our boss's invitation." The driver said as he increased the accelerator and drove towards a hotel in the center of Gotham City.

Listening to the other party's countdown, Jenny finally compromised.

Then, he left the room and locked the door.

Edward didn't seem to be too interested in this, and asked directly: "Why did you let that skinny monkey pull me here? Or why did you rescue us from Arkham Asylum?"

"What am I?"

Fortunately, I have been wearing that human face mask to change my appearance.

In the mirror, the Mysterious Sage showed an evil smile and said: "Well, if you really think so, then please let me do the case one last time, just once."

So, now Bruce is sitting on the chair in the presidential suite, drinking red wine leisurely.

Although he has never shown even a trace of true affection to girls like Jenny, when the other party is threatened, he will still step forward without hesitation.

He stood up despite the severe pain and ran into the house quickly.

"It's really a headache. That guy James is not an idiot who can be easily fooled!"

Jenny said confidently.

In the house, the ticking sound of the clay bomb countdown was like a death spell and a sonata of death.

"Ask a question!"

"Damn it, Jenny, where are you now?"

Moreover, Joseph's clown personality is quite similar to his own, but more crazy and terrifying.

Looking at the clues left by the enemy, Bruce's eyes were as sharp as knives and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

The source of fear for all villains!

And now, this man with a black mask actually said that he would completely destroy Batman!

This is something that neither Edward nor the Great Sage Mystery could even imagine.

"Damn, what was your question? I need to hear it again!"

But why don’t you ask for leave in advance?

After getting married, went on honeymoon?

"You're driving a taxi if you're not familiar with it? Stop the car quickly, I want to change to a taxi driven by a local driver!"

Edward murmured in a low voice, but suddenly realized that the direction the taxi was traveling in did not seem to be his home!

"Where are you driving?" Edward asked angrily: "This doesn't seem to be the direction I just designated. Don't tell me this is a shortcut. I am a native of Gotham City!"

At first, after the personality of the Mysterious Saint controlled Edward to enter Arkham Asylum privately, he was surprised to find that he seemed to be unable to escape at all.

The driver chuckled and said, "Not only do I know your name, I also know your true identity as the Riddler!"

Girls like Jenny are nothing more than entertainment and cover-up for Bruce.

"Meet me? Then why don't you let your stupid self come!" Edward said, and then asked doubtfully: "Why do you know my name?"

"You actually locked the door. It seems you have quite a misunderstanding about me."

Then why don’t you apply for sick leave subsidies directly?

Even the originally bulletproof glass door was blown into pieces of glass.

As a file clerk for the Gotham City Police Department, Edward was tired of his uninspiring work and the cynicism of his colleagues.

"Okay, after you finish doing bad things tomorrow, don't bother me again!"

Upon hearing this, Bruce immediately rushed out of the door and said, "The room I booked for you was obviously No. 1888 of the Depp Hotel. Did you enter the wrong room? Forget it, ignore it for now and wait for me to save you!"

The door of Room 1803 of the Depp Hotel had been blown to pieces by the bomb, and Bruce was also lifted up by the shock wave and hit the wall.

It wasn't until a few days ago that he finally left Arkham Asylum with the help of a mysterious person.

Jenny shouted hysterically, but the other party didn't care, but asked calmly:

"Is this your answer? You have the last two seconds, Ms. Jenny."

Edward usually refers to him as the Great Sage.

"Poverty, death, old things."

The windows on the upper and lower floors were all shattered, and raging flames rushed out of the windows, dyeing half of the sky red.

Yes, no one went to catch him!

The driver heard this and smiled: "Sorry sir, unlike you, I am not a native of Gotham, and I am not familiar with these streets."

Bruce asked eagerly.

Just like a glass of wine, a deck of cards, or a mask.

But she didn't expect that the person on the other side of the glass shook his head and said:

The man was not angry because the bathroom door was locked. Instead, he took out something from his trouser pocket with great interest and stood at the connection between the bathroom door and the wall.

"You're an asshole!"

This girl died because of him, so he must not let this hateful guy go.

In the beginning, he sneaked into Arkham Asylum just for fun.

"No, it's love. The answer is love!"

"Just once?"

"Did you grow up taking hormones? Why are you so tall and strong!"

"ten."

"Just once!"

But instead of parking the car, the other party locked the car door.

"I'm sorry, I have no interest in those vulgar tastes."

Edward said nothing, just watched the taxi drive away from the city center, then circled back, feeling a little speechless.

Batman is the ultimate nightmare for all criminals in Gotham City.

Bruce walked to the other side of the presidential suite and saw the writing on the wall and the big question mark.
To be continued...