A very beautiful female housekeeper brought the two into the interior of the small manor, just like the outside. For those who can have such a fast territory, it is indeed a bit too low-key here.

Villa, second floor...

"The master is waiting for you inside." She bowed slightly and said.

Quinn shrugged his shoulders and walked inside.

The old Joey naturally followed, but the maid reached out to stop the old Joey.

"Sir, the master said that he saw Miss Quinn alone...the kitchen has prepared food for you, so please come with me."

Old Joey threw an inquiring look at Quinn, and Quinn nodded, signaling Old Joey to ignore him, so he turned around and pushed open the door in front of him.

The scene inside the door really surprised him.

Originally, she thought that this would be a study room or a reception room, but unexpectedly, it was a dimly lit place similar to a ward. In the middle was a big bed, and some infusion bottles were hung on the head of the bed, and a weak breathing sound came from the bed.

There should be someone lying there, but the shadows enveloped it and it was hard to see clearly.

Quinn subconsciously touched the wall, trying to find the lights in this room...

"Long time... I've disappeared..." The voice suddenly rang out. Although it was very light and slightly changed, Quinn could hear that this person was Oswald Chesterfield Coppert, the owner of the "Iceberg Restaurant".

"Uh, yeah, long time no see, where is the light here?" Quinn asked casually.

"There are no lights here." The Penguin replied.

"Ah? Why?"

A brief silence...

"Pulderley Syndrome - a congenital disease, you know, I was born a deformed child. This disease prevented my body from developing normally. After 45, my organs began to decline. Gradually, I could only move in a wheelchair. On my 60th birthday, I fell asleep on this bed...and after that day, I couldn't get up again... I couldn't even see the light that was too strong because my retina couldn't bear it."

He said lightly, as if he was telling a story.

Quinn was stunned for a moment.

Indeed, she knew that the Penguin was a congenital deformed person, but in her impression, this deformed guy seemed to be a powerful person full of wisdom, forbearance, strong business acumen, and a cruel and ruthless person who was not afraid of everything.

These attributes have gradually forgotten that they are a vulnerable group suffering from congenital diseases.

"Oh...this is... quite unfortunate." Quinn said: "And, are you... 60 years old?"

A weak laughter came from the shadow: "Haha, I'm 63 years old. You've been away for 40 years. Actually... I never thought I could see you again."

"What?" Quinn was shocked, and an idea rushed into her mind: "You said...I'm leaving? What does it mean?"

"Just leave. Last time you left this world...you are the kind of person who is beyond time, right? After all, so many years have passed, and you are still so young." The Penguin said: "Last time you came, I was just a little character who couldn't raise my head in the family. You broke into my restaurant and helped me seize everything from the Copper family. Without you... there would be no me at this moment."

Listening to this sentence, Quinn's mind buzzed, and a ridiculous feeling of change in things and people burst out.

Is this plane the same as the Gotham I came to last time? It’s just that it’s a different time point?

"You... seem to be surprised." The penguin voice came.

Quinn smiled helplessly: "Haha, yes, I didn't expect me to be back, but... it took so long. You know, in my consciousness, it only took a few months."

"Time does make people confused, but just like you said, you have your consciousness, so we are just countless passers-by in your experience." The Penguin said. Compared to him in the past, now he is indeed more like an old man in his twilight years.

"But I know you will always come back, so I'm waiting for you. Over the years, I want to say thank you."

Quinn let out a breath to calm his thoughts: "You're welcome, I'm just going to get what I need at that time."

"Of course... I don't like to mix feelings in business." The Penguin said: "So, why are you here this time?"

Quinn thought for a moment: "Like last time, I want people, people who can completely listen to my orders."

"Ha——" Penguin smiled: "It's different now than 40 years ago. Since Superman controlled this world, the gang forces have been almost cleaned up. I am just a businessman now."

Quinn nodded: "Okay..."

"However, although I don't have a gangster-like subordinate,... as a businessman, I still have countless employees, and these employees... can do a lot of things for me."

The Penguin said suddenly.

"Haha." Quinn smiled: "If I guess correctly, you must have to bargain again next, right?"

"Of course, even if my current industry is thanks to you, I also said that I do business without feeling mixed with feelings..."

"Well." Quinn replied, "Then how many people can you give me."

"How many people? Haha-I have a lot of 'employees', mainly...what do you have?"

Quinn was silent for a moment. She had almost nothing now. Although she wanted to go over and grab a bank before she came, the risk was too great. If such a big disturbance was caused, it would definitely cause those [cosmic elements] ideas.

"I know, you have nothing." The Penguin smiled, "But...if you promise me two things, then I might give you some hands."

"What's the matter?" asked Quinn.

"The first thing you have to come over..." said the Penguin.

After hearing this, Quinn walked to the head of the bed. In the dim shadow, she saw Mr. Copper, who was once short but whose name resounded throughout the underground world, was already in dismay.

"Then, I want you to press this for me..." The Penguin handed a remote control to Quinn with difficulty.

Quinn took the remote control in confusion, and there was only one button on it.

"What is this?" Quinn asked.

"This kind of question is meaningless... If you want someone, then press it. If you don't want to, return him to me, and then walk out of the door." Coppert said, and between the lines, you can still feel the arrogant spirit of the past.

Quinn gave her shoulder: "Okay." She said, and then, pressed the button.

Next second.

"Sanitation system shuts down..."

An electronic sound suddenly sounded, and the infusion device at the head of Coppert's bed slowly stopped, and the oxygen-transporting pipe seemed to have quieted down all of a sudden.

This scene seemed a little beyond Quinn's expectations: "What...what is going on?"

Copper smiled: "It's nothing, actually... the moment I lay in bed, I can't find the meaning of living anymore, but a little wish has not been fulfilled yet, so I think, wait... Now that my wish has come true, then, I should leave."

"But......"

"The second thing!" Coppert interrupted Quinn: "I want you to go out, close the door, and leave me alone for a while."

Quinn stood by the bed silently, watching the old man slowly close his eyes... that posture was very satisfied.

So, Quinn nodded and walked out of the room.

Outside the door, the very beautiful maid was standing quietly, as if waiting for Quinn to walk out of the room.

"May I ask, have you pressed that button?" She bowed politely and asked.

Quinn hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The maid was silent for a second, and she bowed again: "Miss Quinn, now, the Copper family, listen to your order."

She said...
Chapter completed!