Inside, there was an itch that couldn't be scratched.
It felt as if not knowing the answer to the riddle was the only thing that could soothe the itch.
Yi Lin seemed to have already seen through Chief Gordon's psychology, and even though he was being pointed at with a gun, he remained unflinching.
Besides, Yi Lin's perception had already spread; even if there were any signs he might fire, Yi Lin wasn't worried.
—He had a backup plan.
The expression on Yi Lin's face suddenly gave Chief Gordon the illusion that he was the one being held at gunpoint.
But... that wasn't important!
He had already gained the upper hand!
The one holding the gun now was him!
Nobody could commit crimes in Gotham!
Criminals must die!
This was his Gotham!
And not anyone else's.
Yi Lin smiled again.
"Here's a hint," he said.
James Gordon: "?"
Yi Lin suddenly exclaimed loudly, "The hint is... from this moment on, let the world feel pain."
James Gordon: "??"
In an instant.