Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 70 Not so good, but, so good

The top killer, the mogul of the dark world, Deadshot: Lawton.

He's been in Arkham Asylum for a long, long time.

It's been so long... He has forgotten what the black cat Lynn raised looked like!
Arkham's life is indeed fulfilling, but it is also fixed, boring, and unchanging.

During the time Lawton was here, the most he had to do every day was to watch the news on the TV.Because he has always had a small expectation in his heart that he dare not tell others.

He hoped that one day, if he could see the news of Lynn's death on the TV news.

Lynn is alive, and Lawton is uncomfortable.

What I didn't expect was that, after so much looking forward to it, Lin En didn't want to die, but instead brought him to Arkham!
Isn't this a fuss!

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"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lynn... What a coincidence, you have also been imprisoned in Arkham."

Laughton stuttered. Although he had become the overlord of Arkham by virtue of his absolute force, he also behaved like an elementary school monk who met his homeroom teacher on the way home at this time.

Weak, pitiful, helpless, and stuttering.

"No. What a coincidence."

Lin En sat back at his table, dug up large chunks of rice with a spoon and ate it, and replied inarticulately: "I signed up by myself. I have been out for a long time, and I will go home to recuperate for a while."

Lawton: "..."

Yes, yes, yes... This is Lynn's style, he is a real madman!
How could anyone who came to such a place on their own initiative go home?Still self-cultivation? !
"Pooh!"

Lin En spat out several fish bones with a vicious look, and looked at the kitty with an unkind expression.

"Mr. Lynn..."

Don't worry, no, I don't want to get involved in this one-man-one-cat battle at all. They are a family, and even if there is a fight, the unlucky ones will definitely be the people watching.

It was he who sat next to Lynn.

Therefore, Lawton seized the opportunity very well and stopped Lynn: "Mr. Lynn, I want to report to you about what you told me before. About..."

"I'll report back later, I'll get rid of this kitten who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth first!"

"Meow!"

Lynn leaped and overturned the dinner plate.

The kitten volleyed its paws and threw the fish bones all over the place.

With his head full of fish bones, borscht, and vegetable leaves... he carefully moved back, then again, and then again...

"...I knew it would be like this..."

Fake!

He didn't dare to say the word, he scolded it in his heart.

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A battle limited to a small area soon came to an end.

Lynn and the little cat were very restrained, they didn't even break a chair, they only damaged a dinner plate, a spoon, a plate, and Lawton got three cat claws and two human feet on his face.

None of this is a big deal.

Including Lawton, no one had any complaints or dissatisfaction.

Lawton even said to the vice president who came to deal with the incident again and again: "No, no, no, I hit it myself. Yes, it was me... It was me who bumped into it..."

A small farce, an episode, was quickly forgotten by the group of patients in Arkham who were full of energy, with endless strength and unfailing spirit.

It was as if nothing had happened at all, and even the dark circles on Lawton's face were extremely light because of his complexion, making it hard to see.

The world is peaceful, and nothing happened in Arkham today.

very good.

But Lynn was still locked in the small black room.

with Lawton.

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"Fuckfuckfuckfuck! Fake Fake Fake!"

Lawton knelt at the door and banged his head on the door. The expression on his face was one of grievance and one of sadness.

I have said eight hundred times that it's okay, and I said eight hundred times that I hit it myself!

What is this, what is this!
Is this necessary!

Thinking about it, tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, and across the wound scratched by the kitten, it hurt even more.

"Laughton, you said during the day. What are you going to tell me?"

At this moment, Lynn's voice came from inside.

……

It is said that it was locked in a small black room, but in fact this place is much better than the place where Lynn lived before. It looks very similar to the place where he lived when he first came here a year ago.

The place is big, there are many houses, and the equipment is complete.

Looking at the hooks on the wall and the square imprints left over the years on the ground, maybe this place was originally a prison cell plus an interrogation room or something, and it is very likely that it has been a guest room for a long period of time to remove the frontal lobe.

As for the traces of the four squares, Lynn felt that the place might have been a chair before.

The electrified chair.

This place in Arkham is really full of outstanding people!
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Hearing Lynn calling himself, Lawton quickly cleaned up all the marks on his face, and walked quickly to Lynn's room, which was looking out of the small window, and sat on the small bench at the door, behaved Sit down.

Lawton has been in Arkham for such a long time, he is not ignorant of the outside affairs.

Whether it was obtained from the TV news, or someone specially collected relevant information and sold it to him, Lawton paid close attention to Lynn.

He doesn't need to know all the secrets, he only knows that Lynn is stronger than when he fought with him.

That's enough.

What's more, this guy was so crazy that he took the initiative to run to the mental hospital... Could Lawton not be afraid?

Therefore, even though he was beaten up by Lynn during the day, and his face still hurts now, this did not affect Lynn's glorious image in Lawton's heart at all.

He still had wings, horns on his head, and recurved goat's hooves.

That's it.

"Lauton, you said during the day that what I told you before has progressed?"

Lynn's head was still stuck in the small boxy window, and his voice was ethereal and somewhat distorted.

Lawton pulled the small bench to stabilize his sitting position, nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Lynn. The woman named Amanda you brought to my attention before, she contacted me."

"Oh... Amanda..."

Lynn withdrew her face from the small window, turned her head, and looked at Lawton with a strange, disdainful and interested smile: "What did she tell you.

tell me the story. "

Under the cover of the evening glow, the evening sun shone blood-red and blood-red. Through the small window on one side, it directly shone on half of Lin En's twisted face.The black cat squatted on Lynn's shoulder, half of its body was also hidden, and it looked at Lawton coldly.

Sitting on a very low stool by the door, Lawton raised his head and looked at it from a strange angle in the weak light. Lynn seemed to be missing half of his face, his neck was broken, and he was raging. Like a burning demon.

Shivering shiveringly, Lawton felt a little cold and a little scared.This strange feeling even made him ignore the pain on his face.

Not so good, someone, is going to be unlucky.

Great, bad luck, not me.

(End of this chapter)