American comic book police officer survival manual

Why would someone give such a gift?

Pamela, still holding the flowerpot, stared blankly at Lucius. In her original impression, Mr. Lucius, as a police officer, should have been irreconcilably opposed to the gangs in Gotham.

"Ah... I don't know either. Maybe they're trying to win me over? Like they do with the other officers in the police station."

The Penguin has always been enthusiastic about himself, and Lucius thinks that perhaps he is worried about the Penguin turning against him.

Because he didn't want to cause trouble, Lucius was indeed very tolerant of the Penguin's subordinates, and the Penguin probably judged from this that he was "someone who could be won over".

"Would you join them?"

With a worried frown and a hint of fear towards Chris who had barged into the ward earlier, Pamela didn't want Lucius to have any contact with someone like that.

Whether as an ally or an enemy.

"I don't think so... I just didn't want to cause trouble, that's why I didn't show any malice towards those people... After all, I'm just an ordinary policeman."

After calming Pamela down, Lucius looked at the "hot potato" standing to the side.

"As for her..."

Facing Pamela's curious yet cautious gaze, Lucius took a deep breath:

"Okay, actually, before I came to Gotham... I had met quite a few girls."

Ultimately, the truth had to be revealed, and Lucius didn't want to hide it from this naive girl.

Since the previous actions were all done by his predecessor, as long as Lucius doesn't engage in similar philandering behavior again, he can gradually change the way people around him perceive him.

"cut."

Standing aside, watching the two talk with cold eyes, Selena, whose hands and feet were bound, looked on with disdain.

She made a mistake and was captured by the penguin man using such despicable means, and now she has been directly sent to this man's side.

Under such circumstances, who wouldn't know his preferences?

Whatever he says now is nothing more than a forced confession under duress.

With Selena's experience, she could easily guess that this playboy would then say something like "unique" or "different" to appease his current partner.

"Since arriving in Gotham, I haven't had any contact with any other girls, I can guarantee that!"

Seeing no sign of Cenona's displeasure or disdain, Lucius simply observed Pamela's expression, not wanting any misunderstandings to arise between them.

Faced with Pamela's pure gaze, after a moment's hesitation, Lucius finally suppressed his nervousness and spoke:

"Actually, I also hope... you'll be the last girl I ever meet..."

Hehe, I told you so.

Having foreseen all the possible developments, Selena turned her head away, utterly disgusted by such words.

Men only stop having special thoughts about the opposite sex after they die. This man's clumsy confession was obvious to any girl...

"I know..."

"!!!"

With a slight nod, Pamela showed complete trust in Lucius's words, even as Selena looked on in disbelief.

Back on that night, after Mystique told her about her "uniqueness," Pamela realized how foolish she was to try to improve herself and catch up with Lucius.

She may have completely underestimated her importance in the officer's eyes, which led her to fall into Professor Wood's trap while emotionally unstable.

so...

After being saved by Lucius once again, Pamela no longer doubted the feelings between them.

She will never let herself waver again.

Pamela blushed slightly as she accepted Lucius's confession. When Lucius, moved by her feelings, tried to hug her, Pamela weakly raised her hand to stop him.

"There are still people watching..."

"ha?"

Looking up, Lucius found that Brock had appeared at the door at some point. He awkwardly withdrew his hands, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

"Ahem, sorry, I just came to check if anyone was hurt."

With a slight smile, Brock quickly raised his hands in surrender and left the ward, making sure to close the door behind him.

However, this rough-looking but meticulous police officer muttered to himself before turning to leave.

"Could he have actually developed feelings for her?"

A seasoned womanizer who has tasted the beauty of cherry lips has no reason to show such an awkward side in front of a girl.

Of course, if Lucius could change his past dissolute ways, it would put Brock at ease.

A loyal companion is always far better than a frivolous playboy...

"Alright, now that annoying guy's gone... He's inviting us this way, should we go?"

Holding up the invitation in his hand, Lucius looked at Pamela, whose eyes were filled with affection.

"Go ahead... I'd be happy to be your dance partner..."

Having never participated in an event like this before, Pamela was a little nervous and unsure of what kind of outfit to prepare...

"Of course, if your injury..." Pamela immediately spoke, thinking that Lucius was still injured.

"Oh, that's alright."

The medication has been changed, and Lucius can now feel that his pain has been greatly reduced.

When Lucius first gave Pamela the medicine, he was unaware of how terrifying the healing ointment would be.

After experiencing it firsthand, he understood why Pamela was able to run and jump normally within just a few days, no longer needing to worry about her leg injury.

"It's a pity that we accidentally lost the medicine last time, so we don't have much stock left if we really want to sell it now..."

Frustrated by his growing notoriety in Gotham, Lucius was genuinely worried that one day Scarecrow or something similar would come looking for him.

The specially made medicine must be kept in reserve, but Pamela has already used up almost all the medicinal materials that can be brought from the pharmacy. Such a small amount is not enough to reassure Lucius.

"Hey, we can actually grow our own."

At this moment, Pamela remembered her original intention. She picked up the flowerpot from the bedside table again and handed the newly grown ginseng to Lucius with a look of anticipation.

"Hmm? Is this the plant you cultivated before?"

Upon receiving the fragrant medicinal herbs, Lucius's expression suddenly changed—

"How long did it take to grow? How did you manage to do that?"

This intense aroma was something Lucius had never seen in any other medicinal herb.

"I..."

Just as she was about to say something, Pamela remembered the reason for bringing this medicinal herb, and could only shut her mouth, her face hesitant.

No, I can't say.

This comes from her ability, not from planting in advance.

If Lucius were to discuss the essentials of planting or the planting period, and she knew nothing about it, how could she respond?

"Have you forgotten about it already? No problem! This medicinal herb is already excellent!"

Unexpectedly, Pamela possessed such cultivation techniques. Overjoyed, Lucius began to plan for the future.

As long as this medicinal material can be mass-produced, making good medicine will be a piece of cake!

It just takes a little time to prepare...

Should we approach a philanthropist to secure some angel investment?

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