"This is what elite education is all about—" Robin's face twitched.
"Besides that, there's also a hidden class: Mad Scientist." Roland said, "I think you've got a talent for it."
"Scientist would've been fine. Why add a prefix like that?" Robin asked curiously.
"Because it sounds more stylish." Roland explained, "Don't you think?"
"—Fine."
"Tell your dad to pay the tuition later."
"What?" Robin froze. "Aren't you a charity organization? Since when do you charge tuition? Are you targeting me?"
"Actually, we've always charged tuition. It's just calculated according to the student's assets." Roland forced out an explanation. "It just so happens that all our previous students had zero assets, so you thought they hadn't paid—"
"Do you think I believe that?" Robin rolled his eyes.
"Hey, as everyone knows, I never lie to children." Roland spoke with righteous conviction, then immediately changed the subject. "Speaking of which, it's been so long—why haven't the police arrived yet?"
"I'll call and ask." Robin took out his phone and called Commissioner Gordon.
"What? The police still haven't arrived?" Commissioner Gordon was stunned. "That shouldn't be. They left ages ago—"
"Could something have happened?" Roland asked.
"That's hard to say—" Commissioner Gordon replied. After all, this was Gotham. Nothing was strange here.
He hurriedly sent a message to the officers he had dispatched. As expected, there was no response at all. "Damn it, something really happened! And they didn't even have time to send a warning?"
"I'll go take a look." Roland said. His Observation Haki spread outward, and he soon noticed something wrong. "Oh? A curse?"
The neighboring district, one hour earlier.
Gotham had a very, very old game—one you knew you shouldn't play, but there were always people who enjoyed seeking thrills.
A group of high school students with far too