Edward Nygma is considered a marginal figure in the Gotham Police Department. Compared with this violent city, Edward looks too thin and looks easy to bully.

And because of his eccentric personality, he usually likes to find people to guess riddles when he has nothing to do, so few people in the police station are willing to make friends with him.

If you have an eccentric personality, are easy to bully, and have no friends, you are naturally the best target for bullying.

Officer Doherty is a very common type in Gotham who likes to bully people with his fists, but he never thought that Edward would also have an honest man's outburst.

At two o'clock in the morning, in the Gotham Police Department morgue, Edward was dumping a mutilated body into the corpse washing pool.

Edward took a breath, and then said to the corpse: "Officer Doherty, you really like to exercise. It makes my hands weak when you move it. But don't worry, I will make good use of your bones. I heard that bone powder is used

It’s great for making fertilizer. I happen to have a lot of plants at home..."

The reason why Edward took the initiative to make friends with Sui Feng was because he was actually worried about Sui Feng's abilities.

As a staff member of the forensics department, Edward has always believed that science is the truth of everything. However, Sui Feng's story was so magical that it severely impacted Edward's outlook on life.

If he could communicate with the dead, or even make them speak, wouldn't it be pointless to destroy the corpse himself?

But I think so, things like destroying the corpse and eradicating traces still have to be done. Even if Sui Feng can get Doherty to talk, the case cannot be filed without a corpse, so he can rest easy.

Take out the prepared solution and pour it on the corpse to melt the flesh and blood, making it much easier to dispose of the remaining bones.

But just as he unscrewed the lid, someone suddenly knocked on the morgue door.

Edward narrowed his eyes, picked up a dissecting scalpel and hid it behind his back.

If someone discovers that he is destroying corpses now, there will probably be one more corpse that needs to be melted down.

Edward said: "Please come in."

A pale boy who looked like he was still underage walked in.

"Excuse me, I would like to ask, is Mr. Cicero here?"

He's not from the Gotham Police Department, but how did he end up here?

Edward relaxed a little. People who were not from the police station could fool him casually, and it was impossible to find out that there was something wrong with the corpse he was handling.

But Edward didn't want to waste time with the lost child, so he said to him: "Sorry, this is the place where the corpses are kept. If you want to find someone, maybe you can ask someone outside."

The young man said with an aggrieved face: "But I've asked around just now, and no one knows. Mr. Cicero is obviously here to help investigate the security clearance sheet for my mother's murder. How can you, the Gotham Police Department, even get someone?"

leave?"

As he spoke, he walked towards Edward.

Although Edward was a little helpless, he was not wary of a child who seemed to be underage. He could only comfort him and said: "I'm really sorry, but I'm from the forensics department. I really don't know..." Halfway through his words, Edward suddenly remembered something.

.

"Wait a minute, you said Cicero, he seems to have been arrested as a suspect."

Sui Feng was here to verify whether this person was a psychic, but Edward didn't pay attention to the suspect's name at the time, but now he remembered it after being reminded.

"Suspect? What are you talking about? He is here to provide clues."

The young man said excitedly, and unknowingly he had walked in front of Edward.

Just as Edward was about to continue saying something, the door to the autopsy room was suddenly knocked open, and James Gordon rushed in with a gun in his hand.

"Don't move!"

This shout made Edward almost raise his hands in fright.

What's going on? Why did James Gordon suddenly break in? Isn't he busy taking notes on the suspect?!

Obviously no one would come to the autopsy room at this time.

No, James Gordon broke in with a gun in his hand. It wasn't that he was exposed in the autopsy room, it must have been exposed somewhere else.

Edward was anxiously thinking about how to explain the corpse in front of him, but suddenly a knife was held to his neck.

The cold blade frightened Edward once again, because the one holding the knife against his throat turned out to be the boy who was crying with aggrieved face just now, but now he had a ferocious smile on his face, as if he had grown from an innocent little white rabbit.

Turned into a ferocious demon.

At this time, there were only countless questions popping up in Edward's mind, what the hell is going on?

James Gordon pointed his gun at the boy who turned into a demon and said loudly: "Jerome, put the knife down! I know you killed your mother just by accident. Don't make the same mistake again and again!"

Edward was confused. This kid was a murderer. How could he come here?

This is unreasonable. The autopsy room is at the deepest part of the police station. Are all the policemen outside blind?

Jerome blocked Edward in front of him and said in an impatient tone: "Detective Gordon, please stop lying to me. You went to the circus in the middle of the night and brought me to the police station, saying that there was something new

The information was actually just to trick me into coming to the police station so that you could arrest people. But... hahaha... you didn't expect me to find out in advance. Oh, there is another thing you misunderstood. I killed my mother.

It’s not an accident, it’s because she’s a bitch, a manic and nagging old bitch.”

Jerome's voice rose and fell, mixed with harsh laughter. Edward was sure that this man was a psychopath.

I never thought that one day I would be hijacked by a psychopath, and at such an embarrassing time.

"This is the Gotham Police Department. You can't run away, Jerome. Put down the knife and I will send you to Arkham Asylum. You don't need to go to jail!"

James Gordon approached step by step, while Jerome held Edward back step by step.

A few seconds later, James Gordon had already walked to the side of Doherty's broken body. As long as he turned his eyes slightly now, he would see Doherty's unblinking eyes.

Edward's expression changed and he said to Jerome in a very low voice: "There is a glass bottle on your right. If it is smashed on the ground, a lot of smoke and stench will come out. There is a small door behind you. After entering, turn right and go straight. There is a

The ventilation duct in the utility room can lead directly to the rooftop of the police station."

Jerome showed a puzzled expression and asked in Edward's ear: "What did you say? Are you helping me? Why?"

Edward didn't answer, just said: "You can not believe it and slit my throat, but I am sure Gordon will shoot your head off."

Jerome looked at the open glass bottle next to him, was silent for a few seconds, and then said to Edward with a smile: "Hahaha, that's really interesting, I believe you once."

"Hey, Detective Gordon, how about we swap? You throw down the gun and I let the guy go. Then I run and you chase me. How about that?"

Jerome's words made James Gordon hesitate for a moment, but he immediately agreed.

This is the Gotham Police Department, there's no way Jerome can escape.

James Gordon raised his hands high and slowly lowered the gun.

Who would have thought that as soon as he put down the gun, Jerome reached out and grabbed the glass bottle on the table next to him and smashed it to the ground.

A large smoke screen with a pungent smell rose, completely blocking James Gordon's sight. Then Edward was pushed hard by Jerome and bumped into James Gordon.

After a moment's delay, Jerome ran out through the back door.

"Edward, are you okay?" James Gordon asked concernedly.

Edward quickly said: "I'm fine, you hurry up and chase me!"

After James Gordon confirmed that Edward was safe, he held his nose and rushed through the smoke, chasing Jerome and ran out.

Edward covered his nose, grabbed Doherty's head from the pile of broken corpses, pressed his face hard against the potion on the ground and rubbed it. After a while, the whole face was bloody and bloody, and his true appearance was no longer recognizable.

Edward threw the bloody head back into the broken corpses, then took out a bag and packed it again.

There is no time to destroy the corpse now. Let’s stuff it into the cold storage and wait until tonight.

While cleaning up the mess, Edward frowned fiercely and said: "Damn Jerome, Gordon may have noticed the body. I have to find a way to divert his attention."

Thinking of this, Edward took out Sui Feng's business card from his pocket.

"I'm sorry for this gentleman whose name is difficult to pronounce."
Chapter completed!