Brent:?
What's going on, little brother, everyone is together, when did you two make an appointment?
Jason coughed embarrassedly and scratched the red hood on his face: Just now, Peter sent me a text message.Brant glanced at the phone screen, which was full of large texts sent by Peter, and only at the end, Jason replied coldly and indifferently.Oh, come if you want.Nothing else.Brant looked at the cold reply on his phone, and then at Jason himself, who was expectant and nervous.emmm, okay.Wayne family traditions, I know.
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※I'm a red hood, a red hood, and I have many little secrets, little secrets, and I won't tell you, I won't tell you.Peter: MDZZ Chapter 65 Sixty-fifth Psychopath Peter really came to Jason, and it came very quickly.He didn't even wait until the next morning, he came to Gotham overnight.Jason, who received Peter's call, didn't have time to change his clothes, put on a black jacket casually, and hurried over.Then, outside a bar in Gotham, I saw a small one crouched on the ground and curled up.Looks pitiful.Peter!
Jason called him from afar.A little bit of a little bit of a head was raised, and the lights of the night scene illuminated his face in all colors, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud when it was Jason's awkward existence with a straight face.It still looks a little cute.Jason ran over with a smile, finally looking a little younger.Peter patted his pants and stood up, and trotted to meet him.Jason said dissatisfiedly: Why did you come here at this time, didn't you tell you that Gotham at night is dangerous!
Although it was said, Peter was not angry at all.He knew Jason cared about him, and he laughed instead.Hehe, I can't wait, I told Aunt Mei that I'll come to play with you this week, and I'll go home when it's almost Christmas.And you don't have to worry about me, although I look weak, but I measured my arm strength from Mr.
Stark before, and now it's 17 tons, you can't compare to me.Jason glanced at him: "You're the best, okay."
Peter still smiled: So, don't worry about me.So where is the first stop on my seven-day tour of Gotham, Todd Guide?
Jason touched his chin and said after a long time: My family?
Peter grabbed his shoulders and smiled and bent over: Haha, Jason, this is too cost-effective!
Jason snorted, curled the corners of his mouth almost invisibly, and reached out to wrap his hand around Peter's shoulder.In the giggling of your words and my words, two teenagers, one tall and one thin, disappeared into the night with their shoulders hooked.Teenagers will always live a more carefree life than adults, even in Gotham, even if it's a dangerous person like Jason who is rebellious in middle school.Because in contrast, Brant at this time is standing at the crossroads of fate with difficulty, in a dilemma.He looked at Captain Allen incredulously and said, "I'm sorry, I may not have heard it just now, please say it again?"
Alan nodded, and really said it again: Arkham and his patrons unanimously approved to send you as the new director of Arkham Asylum.Let me take my time.Brandt held Omir tightly to support the injustice that fate had inflicted on him: but why?
Alan said: Because you are the most suitable person.Brant doesn't believe his nonsense: Where am I fit?
Did I take half a month's leave after just a few days of work?
Or is it a doctor's certificate that I haven't gotten through?
Or my special relationship with senior patient clowns and so on, what do you mean?
Brandt looked at Allen, who suddenly looked away, as if he realized something: because of the Joker?
Alan coughed dryly twice and did ideological work for him: That's right, although there are many senior psychiatrists in the insane asylum, none of them have the qualifications to become the dean, and I myself am more inclined to work as a guard chief, so after thinking about it, only you are a more suitable candidate.And this time, it's just for you to act as the dean for a while, and when you find the right person, you can replace it at any time.Believe in your demons.Brant said coolly: It's a clown, right?
Alan closed his mouth weakly.Brandt said: What did he say?
Alan sighed: During your time as dean, he didn't escape from prison.Brant said incredulously: Do you believe the clown's nonsense?
Alan had no choice but to say: It's not a matter of believing it or not, it's that Gotham really should be stable for a while.The former Dean swallowed most of the Wayne Group's sponsorship funds, resulting in Arkham looking impregnable but actually breaking at the first touch.Although the rebuilding is starting now, this time can be said to be the most vulnerable time for Arkham, and if there is even the slightest chance that the Joker will be able to settle down, we will all try.Brant was silent for a long time, and just as Alan began to write for the next round of persuasion, he suddenly said: How is the dean's treatment?
What?
Alan didn't react for a moment.Brandt snorted and said bluntly: wages.Allen: Allen gave a figure of five times the salary of an Arkham psychiatrist, and Brandt's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: Okay, I agreed.Allen: Oh.So what did he do in the first place?
Isn't it over to just say salary?
Alan felt cheated and left without a taste, and the freshly baked Dean Morgan, sitting in the gloomy office of the former dean, gave the first order that Omir should come with me to see the clown.Omir was stunned for a moment, and then asked shyly: Have you met your parents?
Brandt frowned: What nonsense are you talking about!
He said: You used to be my personality, although the clown is a little worse, he is half your father, shouldn't you go to visit?
Omir muttered in a small voice: Father-in-law is also half a father.Brandt didn't hear clearly: What?
It's nothing.Omir sighed tiredly and urged: Let's go.After half a month, they finally saw the clown again.Even if you are trapped in a small ward, you can make a storm and make two people crazy.When Brant went, the Joker was sitting at the table playing poker boredly.He put his cheek on his cheek, and his eyes didn't even look at the door, as if he had eyes on the top of his head to guess the identity of the person who came.My good son.He smiled and said, "What do you do to the poor old father?"
Brandt sat next to him: What bad idea are you playing again?
The clown put away the messy poker on the table, and suddenly said, "Why don't we play ghost cards?"
If you win, I'll tell you what I'm thinking.Omir walked in and closed the door close.The guard outside the door shuddered and locked the door, and the small ward was crowded with three big men.There weren't so many chairs, so Omir sat down on the bed, and he asked: What if you win?
The clown said, "The little bat must come and accompany me, or I will go to him."
Omir said: You said that if Brant accepts the position of dean, you will not escape from prison again.The clown innocently said, "But didn't he lose?"
Also, I wanted to ask just now.He looked at Brandt: Who is this guy, why is he so blind, running to disturb other people's parent-child time?
Omir, who had no eyes, choked and didn't know what to say for a while.Instead, Brandt said: Didn't you see it when I was in Miami before?
The clown pretended to recall: Oh, that stupid big guy who got in the way.Silly Big One: Brandt said: Omir is actually me who counts, Brandt.Omir interrupted him: Don't talk about that.He didn't want to exist as Brandt's former personality, nor did he want to be introduced to Brandt's father like this, if he could, he would like to be more in a different, more intimate capacity.This piqued the Joker's curiosity: What's yours?
He guessed with great interest that Brandt and Omir were looking at him together.The clown was surprised and said, "Could it be your girlfriend?"
Omir: !
It's not quite right, but it's okay to understand it that way.Omir quietly looked away.Brandt: He doesn't expect anything serious from the Joker anymore.But: Omir, what is your face red?
There was a burst of chickens and dogs, and they still drew ghost cards in the end.After playing for half an hour, Brant threw out the last two identical cards in his hand and leaned back in his chair, greatly relieved.I won.Bran said pointedly.Oh.The clown replied casually: I know.Brandt said, "Then according to the agreement, you should tell me."
The clown said: What do you want to know?
Brandt said: As we agreed, you just had a bad idea.The clown nodded his chin and recalled: AhhHe suddenly realized: I remembered, I was thinking about eating Buffalo spicy chicken wings for dinner, Huang Chengcheng fragrant spicy chicken wings, the clown hasn't eaten it for a long time, the good son will satisfy his father, right?
Brandt: If you believe the clown's nonsense, I'll change my last name to Nepier!
The clown slapped the table and laughed, nearly falling off his chair.Maybe it's really fun to tease his son, but it's just a little bit worse than playing with a little bat, and he can't help but be a little addicted.Brandt took a deep breath, glanced at the clown, and went away in such anger that even Omir forgot to take it.Omir didn't chase him, but got up from the bed, tentatively approached the clown, and sat down in Brant's seat before.As if the laughter was so sudden, the clown's laughter stopped abruptly.He looked at Omir with a sad look and asked, "What do you want to say to the clown?"
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Omir swallowed his saliva and said wryly: I just want to say that your guess about my identity just now is not too wrong.The clown's eyes widened in surprise and looked at him closer: it looks like a stupid big man, but it's actually a woman?
OMIR: No, I mean, I'm after Brandt.The clown exaggeratedly oh: Want to be his girlfriend?
Omir sighed: Maybe, boyfriend?
The clown was not very satisfied and said: girlfriend.Omir stubbornly said: Boyfriend, right?
Joker: The boyfriend down there.This was a rather knowledgeable statement, which made Omir blush for a moment, but he still followed his heart and said: Probably the boyfriend above?
The Joker frowned dissatisfied.Suddenly, the door to the ward opens again, and Brant finally remembers to leave the man at the Joker.Omir, gone.He beckoned.Omir stood up obediently, not at all like the nasty man who had just emphasized his status.The clown looked at his baby son who was about to suffer a big loss and didn't know it, and finally took on the responsibility of being an old father.He opened his mouth at the two people at the door.Brandt, Daddy doesn't allow it.What the hell are you talking about?
Brandt looked at the clown blankly, then walked out with Omir's head and closed the door.The clown listened to the sound of the lock outside the door, a fatherly heart, ruthless, and completely hurt.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Chapter 66 The sixty-sixth psychopath left the Joker's ward and was on his way back to the Dean's office, Brant couldn't help but ask: What are you talking to the Joker?
Where did Omir dare to tell the truth, so he had to look at him left and right: It's not important, I just wanted to say it, it's too gloomy in the office, why don't we clean it up?
As he was talking, the office arrived, and the two of them walked in, greeted by a damp that has not seen the sun all year round, indeed, it is time to clean up.But.Don't change the subject, what did you say?
Brandt closed the office door, pushed Omir into the chair and sat down, propped up the back of the chair with one hand, and leaned forward to look at him: "You are not in the right state, and it looks even more wrong now."
Help!
Knocked out by your sweetheart?
Who can stand this!
The hot breath exhaled from the other party sprayed on his cheeks, neck, and behind his ears, and Omir's whole face turned red, and he felt that if Brant really tried to extract a confession in this way, he might not last ten minutes.Brant frowned: Are you uncomfortable?
You seem to be very hot?
A large, cold hand touched Omir's forehead, causing him to tremble.Brant asked strangely: Do you feel cold?
But is it a fever if your forehead is hot?
Omir took a deep breath, he felt that he had made a mistake in his judgment just now, it was not that he couldn't hold on for ten minutes, he couldn't hold on for a second!
There was an indescribable storm in his eyes, and he looked deeply into Brant's clear dark green pupils, and he opened his lips slightly, and the words of love were about to blurt out.Boom!
The office door was slammed open.Dean!
A new patient has been sent in, and you need to sign for it!
I'm sorry I didn't see anything, you guys go ahead!
Boom!
The visitor finished speaking in one breath, and then the door was slammed shut again.Brent: