The sun should have risen, but this damn city is still so cold that it is unreasonable.

The air is filled with sin. You have to breathe the air here to understand this sin. It pulls the corner of your clothes with its cracked fingers. When you look at it, it hides its sharp fangs. The trash is drunk on the side of the road. The back of the magnificent hotel is full of trash cans... But then again, compared to Gotham a few years ago, this is already very good.

A taxi was parked at the corner of the street, and a young man with a gangster got out of the car. He pulled open the door of the back seat and pulled out a strong man with big belly.

"Huh...I hate taking a car!" Joey said, rubbing his head.

Parker smiled awkwardly... Although he couldn't believe it, during this period, he found that the man named Joey seemed to be quite good, generous and talkative. Along the way, he popularized a lot of pig farming knowledge for himself. Of course, Parker basically couldn't understand it, but this did not prevent him from changing his view of Joey... It would be even better if he didn't always mention the word "feed".

"Where are we going next?" Joey asked.

"Go to meet Mr. Falconi"

"Mr. Falconi?" Joey put on a puzzled expression again.

"Uh...it's the 'Roman'," Parker said.

"Roman?"

"Okay, just follow me."

"Oh." Old Joey said, following Parker into the luxury hotel in front of him.

......

Maybe it was because Parker was quite famous in the "Roman Empire" (the name of the gang), or the tattoo on his neck showed that he was a member of the gang. Anyway, Old Joey followed him without any obstacles along the way, and the two soon arrived at a restaurant.

Mr. Falconi had just finished breakfast and was carrying a cup of tea and looking through today's newspaper.

"Good morning, Mr. Falconi." Parker greeted respectfully, then turned sideways and gave Joey behind him: "This is... Joey."

Just finished speaking...

"Haha-Long time no see!" He said with a smile on his throat, then walked forward with a few steps in a very familiar way, and sat on the chair opposite the dining table.

Mr. Falconi was stunned: "Have we... seen it?"

"Uh...no? Oh...Hello, I'm Joey."

Parker had the heart to die aside, and he hurried over: "Mr. Falconi, do you remember a doctor named Ziliang? This is that person's friend."

Mr. Falconi understood immediately. He nodded and looked at Joey again... It seemed that if this person with a strange image and a little brain problem was Ziliang's friend, it would make sense.

"So it's Ziliang's friend." He smiled and said, "So I wonder, are there anything you have to do when you come to me?"

"Ah? What's wrong..." Joey seemed to be in a state of confusion again.

......

This scene was quite awkward, because both parties in the conversation looked at each other, with an expression like "Don't you know? I don't know either!"

Parker was stuck in the middle, and his cold sweat was falling. After a few seconds, he finally seemed to remember something.

"Oh, by the way, compass."

"Compass?" Mr. Falconi frowned: "What is a compass?"

"Uh...compass, I don't know either." Parker looked aggrieved. He really didn't know what "compass" was. Anyway, Ziliang told him that after meeting Joey, he didn't know what to do, so he said this word.

"Oh--yes, there is a 'compass'!" Joey seemed to have a goal all of a sudden. He put his big hand into the pocket of his apron, almost reaching his elbow, and flipping around.

Parker was fine. After all, he was also a person who came out alive in Ziliang's hospital, and he had seen the world. Mr. Falconi was stunned immediately, and the teacup in his hand fell directly to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

Joey looked through for a while, and Parker could hear some "ding-ding-dang" collision sounds coming from the pocket. Finally, he took out a piece of folded paper from his pocket.

"Haha! Found it!" Joey said with a smile, and then carefully opened the paper with his big hand.

Parker and Mr. Falconi unconsciously turned their heads over, wanting to see what the "compass" in the paper was.

Then... they found out.

Nothing is wrapped in the paper.

......Mr. Falconi looked shocked. For a moment, he even felt that the pig-killer was playing tricks on him, so he couldn't take out his gun to break the bastard.

Fortunately, he didn't, otherwise this plane would have to face the most terrifying disaster.

"Okay, let's see what the 'compass' indicates?" Old Joy didn't care at all and put the paper torn from somewhere on the table to smooth it out.

I saw a few lines of words written crookedly on this piece of paper.

【Arkham Asylum】

【Confinement Room】

【Ziliang】

......

......

Mr. Falconi looked at the so-called 'compass' in confusion: "Uh...what does this mean?"

Old Joey smiled: "Haha, Ziliang is locked up, which means we will go to Arkham Asylum to rescue him."

Listening to this heartless laughter, Parker's heart was crying, not to mention what the "compass" was going on... He was puzzled how this guy who couldn't even remember the face clearly understood the meaning from those words.

Moreover, did he really know where the Arkham Asylum is? Could it be that he was going to put a knife in this way and go up to chop the prison door open?

However, in this embarrassment, Mr. Falconi suddenly calmed down.

Of course he understood how ridiculous what the other party said was, but both Ziliang and Joey gave him a very strange feeling.

When Ziliang appeared in front of him for the first time, he sent someone to check the strange doctor, but to his surprise, he found nothing, just as there was never this person in Gotham City. Moreover, when Joey was searching for something, he also saw that it was definitely not an ordinary trick, but a power that he could not understand.

So, Mr. Falconi pondered for a while.

He needs to go to prison to rob... The urgent need is not just to rescue a few people in the gang, but to do something in the Arkham Asylum as soon as possible.

The next mayoral election in Gotham City is about to begin. In recent years, Warden Quincy Xia Pu's political achievements are extremely brilliant. Everyone knows that he and Director Gordon are just grasshoppers on the same rope. If Quincy Sharp is successfully elected in this election, then the entire Gotham gang forces will definitely usher in a devastating blow, and his "Roman Empire" is definitely the worst suppression.

So, he had to make trouble and had to give Quincy Sharp a stain on his political achievements before the election.

The Arkham Asylum was invaded and a large number of prisoners were released, which was definitely an excellent choice.

Mr. Falconi remained silent. He looked at the fat weirdo in front of him and suddenly smiled...

"Oh, well, Mr. Joey, I'm going to tell you, I really want to make a fuss in the Arkham Asylum, and I believe you can help me...but I have to know what you want to help."
Chapter completed!