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DC: Strongest Gamer

After my death, I was reborn in the great DC world and got the system! The hour has come to become the strongest! This is a translation, with the approval of the author! More chapters: https://www.pat reon.com/astral331

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Chapter 90

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Isaac Dinklage.

During a week of working with schoolchildren, I pumped three more levels of Naruto therapy and got + 3% to mental stability. It was difficult. Especially with the lower grades. Many questions, many ...

But after such a schedule, I had one more school for Monday and that's it.

But when I went home, I felt that besides Pamela and Harley, someone else was present here.

Entering the living room, I saw a serious Harley and Pamela, and next to them a not tall man with glasses and sideburns, which were the only hair in his head.

- Oh! Are you detective Isaac Dinklage? - he got up and came up to me to shake hands to which I reciprocated - My name is Dr. Hugo Strange. I work in Arkham ...

- So you decided to take me to your place for treatment? I'm not against. Tired at work, especially with this "work with children". So, I will gladly go with you to treat my nerves.

- Ha ha ha. You are a very curious detective indeed. And with a great sense of humor. This is one of the best qualities of a person, in my humble opinion.

We already sat down and began to devour each other with our eyes. Or rather me girls, I'm Strange, and Dr. "Vivisector" continued to say:

"But in some way you have guessed the purpose of my visit to you. I would like to ask you to help our structure with patients.

Suddenly!

- That is, you have weak security. But I think you need to contact Mayor or Commissioner Gordon with this. I think it's in their department.

"You misunderstood me, detective. The fact is that I know very well that you have ... a certain gift of persuasion and sensitivity to the mental state of a person. And there are two examples sitting next to you: Miss Pamela Ilesie and Harlene Quinzel, a former colleague of mine who fell under the influence of one very famous regular patient at Arkham Asylum. - Harley frowned, but said nothing - I do not expect results from you and something unnatural. But if you could try, at least try to help the poor patients of Arkham, then perhaps we will find the key to their healing and you as a police officer will have less work. And Gotham will be safer.

- Hmm. You surprised me. Quite, I don't even know what to say, to be honest.

- The main thing you are not in a hurry to refuse. Think I'm not rushing you And I understand that you have your own problems and service. With the service, I can help and simplify it by talking to the commissioner in this regard. I think he will appreciate the idea and will not mind. But again, I'm not rushing you. Think about it. Therefore, I will probably leave you alone with my thoughts, patients are waiting for me. So goodbye. - he was about to leave, but turned around in the doorway. - Oh yes! I almost forgot. Have you applied for the right to see the Joker? It was approved a week ago. It's just that for some reason the honey brother did not manage to contact you.

They gave me an interesting problem. Am I here, in fact, at official or semi-official ambushes, were allowed to delve into the brains of the "residents" of Arkham?

To be continued...

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