[Comprehensive British and American] the God of Death Is Always Working Overtime

[Blue Fire plus ○Lin Unorthodox Cyber Death] [You know the kind of cool guy who looks melancholy] A pale and melancholy young man has recently arrived in Gotham. He inherited a distant relative's mansion adjacent to Wayne Manor. He had no fixed occupation and was idle. Sometimes he is a gentleman in a suit, but more often he wears a weird, medieval-style clerical cloak and strolls around the foggy streets. He claimed to be an accountant. "Very suspicious." Bruce Wayne, the owner of Wayne Manor, AKA Batman, opened the window and stared at his neighbor's mansion. "Hmm." Ah Fu put down a cup of coffee: "I'd like to hear the details." "His house was on fire unscathed." "And the fire has been going on for 21 days." Ah Fu: "..." Ah Fu: "???" * Hello everyone, I am a grim reaper and an accountant by profession. After winning the "Best Death" award and the title of "Glorious Extraditer" for twenty consecutive years, my boss decided to grant me a holiday. "A very pensionable world," he said meaningfully: "There are many superheroes saving the world, and with them, your job will be very easy." …I was so naive at the time that I didn't know that the medicine would come after the disease first. So I happily moved my mansion and luxury car there, planning to enjoy the vacation peacefully. On the first day of vacation, work overtime. On the second day of the holiday, I worked overtime. … On the twenty-first day of the holiday, I stood up and decided to send away all the culprits that caused my inability to retire peacefully! Let's start with Gotham's specialty, Arkham Asylum! (Pulls out gun) * Accepted. The God of Death is working viciously overtime again today. The copy will be left on January 14, 2024. Intention: Since the problem cannot be solved, then solve the people who created the problem.