"Gordon, you are crazy!"
"I'm just doing what I should do and trying to protect every citizen of Gotham."
"You'd better know what you're doing. If that small-town cop dares to put his hands where he shouldn't, you're just going to see his body sink to the bottom of the water."
Toot toot…
The other party warned him and hung up the phone. Gordon, who looked worried, put down the phone, picked up the coat next to him, and walked out of the office.
The situation in the police station was very bad. Many people stayed up all night filling out forms.
Due to the new captain's fast, accurate and ruthless handling style, the bureau now has to handle more than a hundred times more cases than usual.
The huge workload overwhelmed some police officers who were already in poor health.
After continuous police dispatch and cleaning up the scene, several police officers who were in poor physical condition were sent to the hospital along with the corpse.
Fortunately, these people are not lying in the morgue like the suspects.
The hospitals in Gotham City are also a bit busy, and the doctors and nurses on duty at night can always see some people being wheeled in every once in a while.
Because there are so many corpses, some hospitals don't have enough cabinets to store them, so they can only put them in bags first.
Hey....
"Still a gunshot wound to the head, which one is this?"
"One hundred and eighty, is his marksmanship really that powerful?"
In the air-conditioned morgue, two men with signs from the Gotham Police Department's Major Crime Unit were squatting in a room filled with body bags and recording something.
One of the taller white men looked at the bodies and companions who died in almost the same way around him and said:
"I don't believe that a small town policeman can have such shooting skills. He reminds me of a person."
"Deadshot?"
Nodding, the white man added: "That guy has been arrested and imprisoned by Batman for so many years. Maybe this small town policeman knew him before."
"Who knows, I hope this newcomer won't offend some other people."
The two inspected the bodies one by one again...
Knock knock knock.
In the hotel, Zhang San, who was awakened by the knock on the door, rubbed his eyes and walked over to open the door.
"Director Gordon?"
In the corridor, Gordon, wearing a coat, stood in front of the door with his hands in his pockets, looking at him.
After a while, Zhang San, who was dressed, sat opposite him:
"Is there something wrong at the police station?"
Gordon, who looked away from the window, shook his head and said the warning he had received before.
Someone is eyeing Zhang San, but that group of people will not take action for the time being.
Because Zhang San is not interfering with their interests now, they don't care even if so many people die in Gotham in one night.
They only care about one thing, the new officer better not run amok.
The police just need to manage the alleys and streets honestly. There is no need for the Gotham police to worry about ports and other places.
In this city, you have to be blind to survive.
"Sorry for dragging you into this muddy water."
Gordon was very happy to see Zhang San's strong professionalism, but he was also worried that Zhang San would not survive this month.
Although it seems that the ace police officer is just cleaning up criminals in the alleys, if one day he comes into contact with the darkness of Gotham, it will not be a good thing for him.
The scene in the police station this morning brought Gordon's memory back decades ago, when he first became the chief of the Gotham Police Department and had such a busy scene.
pity...
"Director Gordon, if you are worried about my life, you don't have to."
Zhang San is very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing. What he did in Evergreen, he can do in Gotham.
Kill those who take the lead and support those who are obedient.
If one doesn't work, replace him with the next one, and someone who understands will always take the lead.
"I don't know if you have a list of the other party's personnel. It would be best if it includes the scope of activities."
Gordon's heart skipped a beat when he heard what he said. The police officer in front of him was very courageous. After knowing that he might be in danger, instead of being afraid, he wanted to do something big.
Seeing Gordon didn't reply, Zhang San turned to look out the window and said slowly:
"Commissioner Gordon, Gotham is now a backwater, with various gangs controlling an area.
Any right-thinking police officer here would have to succumb to the threat they unleash, but what if we replaced these people with our own? "
It is better to unblock than to clear it, and better management is much better than temporary clearing.
"You're not an ordinary police officer, are you?"
Gordon asked him as he stood up.
"Ace police officer, Zhang San."
He gave himself a thumbs up, and Gordon seemed amused and left the room with a smile on his face.
The time came to five o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhang San drove the police car back to the Gotham Police Station.
As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that many pairs of eyes in the police station fell on him.
But soon these people were busy with their work again, as if it was just his illusion.
In the captain's office, Zhang San was loading the empty magazine with bullets while thinking about whom to trouble first.
During the day, Gordon returned shortly after leaving with a piece of information.
He accepted Zhang San's suggestion. The information contained not only the personal information of some people, but also the scope of their gang's activities.
When handing him the information, Gordon also warned him to be careful of his own people in the police station.
No one knows how many of those coworkers who like donuts have been bribed by gangs, and they are very likely to shoot them in the back.
Click!
After pressing the last bullet, Zhang San returned to the car with the full magazine and the new AR rifle.
The sky was getting dark. Officer Zhang, who was leaning on his car to replenish energy in front of the burger restaurant, saw a shadow flying over the roof of the building.
If he saw it correctly, that figure was the Dark Knight of Gotham.
Batman.
He has his own unique principle of not killing, but many people were burned to death because of explosions and flames.
Perhaps his counter was very flexible. Those people were killed by the environment, so they were not counted against him.
Bang.
As soon as he got back to the car, he found that there was an extra person in the back seat of his car.
"How did you get in?"
Zhang San felt very magical. He obviously watched the other person fly over the roof of the building, but in less than half a minute, he ran into his car.
"Be careful officer, you're in a bad situation right now."
Batman reminded him in his deep voice.
"Can I ask something?"
After adjusting the rearview mirror, Zhang San saw that he was still sitting in the back and asked: "Did you blacken your eye sockets? Or does your mask fit your eyes very well?"
He also asked this question to verify an online video about Batman.
In that video, a man dressed as Batman removes his mask and has a circle of black around his eyes.
Zhang San's eyes have been locked on each other.
He was sure that if he blinked, Batman, who didn't want to answer the question, would magically disappear.
