"This is a joke, isn't it, Jim?" Bullock asked in concern.

"I'm afraid not. The forensics team were just as shocked. This is probably why he's been missing work…he's trying to cover up his tracks!" Gordon answered.

"He did a pretty bad job at that since he didn't think about cleaning the fingerprints off the murder weapon. The question that remains is where is he now?" Bullock pointed out.

"Let's check his apartment and interrogate him, there's probably more to the story than we know." Gordon suggested. "Maybe we could also find out what Oswald Cobblepot is doing."

Later, the two burst into the apartment with their guns out. It wasn't the best idea to do this to their coworker, but since he was a murderer, it was required.

"GCPD!" The younger detective called out.

"Nygma, you don't have to hide! We know what you did, and we just want to ask you a couple of questions." Bullock yelled as they walked around.

The two began to search the apartment, but they couldn't find their suspect and instead found a drawer filled with love poems for Kristen. It was a shame that she wasn't able to read them now…

"Creepy…" Gordon commented, shutting the drawer shut.

"Tell me about it!" Bullock nodded while investigating a nearby journal. "Nothing on our fine feathered friend here though…"

"They probably don't know each other."

"Oh, but I'd hate to imagine what would happen if they did…"

The two left the apartment, feeling ashamed about not finding any evidence with the poems being the only trace of any red flags for the suspect.

"What if this really IS just a huge prank?" Bullock questioned before getting into the police car.

"It can't be…the fingerprints were really his." Gordon muttered as he shook his head.

Suddenly, Bullock pulled out his walkie talkie upon hearing the officer on the other end call his name.

"What?!" He demanded in annoyance before his eyes widened upon hearing the report. "Whoa, Cobblepot was seen at the Sirens nightclub earlier?! Some guy in a green suit was with him too? Got it, we'll hunt them down!"

"He's got a new companion? Whatever happened to Butch?" Gordon asked with a confused expression.

"Probably sent him back to the mob, don't care if it was Maroni, Falcone, or even Mooney! This new guy's probably his boyfriend or just a friend." Bullock answered while scoffing.

The duo then drove off to wherever the two criminals were in hopes of arresting them for all the people they've hurt.

Meanwhile…

Penguin and Edward were on their way back home when the latter cleared his throat to break the awkward silence.

"Hey, Penguin?" Edward asked his friend.

"Yeah? Something on your mind? Or do you have a riddle or fact for me?" Penguin answered.

"I was just wondering…will you…be my boyfriend? I mean, we pretty much confessed our feelings for each other earlier and we've known each other for a long while…"

Penguin froze in surprise; he knew that this was coming…and he wished for this moment to happen. Together, they were going to leave their two important losses behind them and focus on each other as long as Gotham City is left standing.

"Absolutely." He smiled at him.

Edward grinned as he began kissing him passionately. Penguin tried hard to not smile, but couldn't help himself. This moment was a dream come true…

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Edward squealed happily in between kisses.

The Penguin and the Riddler…not a bad alliance if I do say so…Penguin thought.

Unknown to them, a police car was driving towards their location.

"Almost to the Sirens club...and we'll catch our bird and his new compadre!" Bullock declared.

Suddenly, Gordon spotted a familiar figure making out with a man in green on the sidewalk before taping his partner on the shoulder.

"THERE!" He screamed.

Bullock immediately hit the breaks and the car screeched to a halt in front of the criminals which made them jump in fear.

"Oh no…" Edward muttered upon realizing that the car came from the GCPD.

He backed up far from Penguin who reassured him that he was going to handle the situation. They watched Gordon and Bullock step out of the car while glaring at them.

"Gentlemen! So good to see you both!" Penguin grinned at them.

"We know that you're working with a man in a green suit and that you two are possibly behind majority of the murders six months ago! We also want to know where Edward Nygma is and if you're hiding him." Gordon explained.

"Edward Nygma? I'm sorry, I don't know who he is. I also don't know a man in a green suit…" Penguin lied. "Come on, you two trust me on this, don't you?"

"Hell no!" Bullock scoffed.

"Is that any way to treat a friend?" The criminal taunted them.

Edward's heart broke upon seeing his new boyfriend get interrogated and he knew that he had to do something even if it was going to risk his actions getting exposed. He took a deep breath and pushed his glasses up before running over to the two detectives.

"NO! STOP RIGHT THERE!" He screamed at them.

"Nygma?!" The two gasped in unison.

"Not anymore, call me The Riddler." Edward corrected the cops.

"You were the man in the green suit?" Gordon asked in shock.

"And you and the Penguin were making out in the middle of the street!" Bullock added.

"Look, I can explain—"

"You've explained enough." Bullock grumbled before handcuffing him. "Edward Nygma, you're under arrest for the murder of Kristen Kringle."

"And Oswald Cobblepot, you're under arrest for hiding a murderer." Gordon told Penguin before arresting him.

The two were then led into the police car and the detectives drove them off to Arkham Asylum…