The moment she saw the clown, Barbara subconsciously reached for the gun at her waist - and then remembered that she had changed her clothes and didn't have the gun with her.
Probably not long after Damian left his room in Wayne Manor, Barbara climbed out of the window sill. She had to see her father, and more importantly, she might be able to see her mother.
As smart as an oracle, how could she not think that in this universe with a further timeline, her mother is probably not dead yet, and she really wants to see her mother.
She knew that her father should still be working hard in the police station at this time. As the only good policeman who worked diligently in a huge city, Gordon would always have endless work to do.
At the end of each night on duty, as long as Barbara walked downstairs to the police station and looked up, she would see the familiar lights lighting up in Gordon's office room.
Barbara went and the lights were out. She was wearing Batgirl's uniform, so she was a little hesitant to climb over the wall. As a result, she didn't hesitate long before the night guard of the Gotham Police Department came over and asked her what she was doing here.
Barbara didn't know why the surveillance cameras of the Gotham Police Department in this universe were not broken. Generally speaking, they were broken. Only the more than a thousand installed by Batman were functional, and those surveillance images could only be seen in the Batcave. See, it’s impossible for the doorman to know.
Barbara guessed that this old man might be Batman's mysterious informant, but she couldn't control that much at this time. Gordon was not in her office at such a late hour, which meant that he must have been out in the field. This means that something very dangerous and urgent must have happened, most of which are related to Batman.
Are the lunatics from Arkham Asylum escaping en masse again? The Joker kidnapped him again and forced Batman to show up?
A mysterious toxin appears again in drinking water or air? Countless terrifying thoughts came to Barbara's mind, so she had no time to delay any longer. She took the doorman's arm and asked, "My dad...I mean, where is Chief Gordon?"
"He's home." In an instant, Barbara's heart sank to the bottom. It is very likely that the worst case scenario has happened. Her mother or she in this world has been kidnapped. The clown, the scarecrow, or Hugo are all possible. It's the murderer.
With such a mood, Barbara walked along the familiar route to her home, but when she knocked on the slightly old door, it was a stranger who opened the door.
Barbara asked them where James Gordon had gone, and they only said that the landlord had mentioned it, and it seemed to be the name of the previous tenant.
Barbara had to find the landlord who lived upstairs, and then she found out that Gordon had moved away long ago and heard that he had bought a new house in the North District.
Barbara rushed to the North District without stopping. Fortunately, the distance was not too far. After passing through the streets full of luxury cars, her eyes fell on the fence gate covered with Gothic patterns. There is a sign hanging on it, written in cursive English.
"Gordon Manor". Barbara nimbly climbed over the wall, approached the manor building from the garden, and climbed up to the balcony on the second floor along the drainage pipe, listening to the sounds coming from the brightly lit room.
"My father will attend my cousin's wedding. I have to go back to Sicily at that time. It is impossible for him to allow me to miss my cousin's wedding without etiquette. After all, my uncle came when I was engaged..."
"But the planning meeting for the concert event is really important! Vince Yin! You are particularly talented in this area. Where can I find an artist as knowledgeable and talented as you in Gotham?"
"But what I know is opera, not rap."
"It's the same thing after all!"
"Okay, Luo Yin, don't be too anxious..." Barbara recognized that this voice seemed to be Gordon's, but it was not as hoarse and sounded much younger.
"How can I not be anxious? The album is gaining momentum now. In less than a week, it will reach the top of Billboard, and it is very likely to hit this year's Grammy Awards. This is a great opportunity for a breakthrough in Gotham's tourism industry..."
"Then let's move the date of the planning meeting forward... who's there!" Barbara just took a step forward when she saw a black gun muzzle opening the curtains and pressing it against her head. .
The moment father and daughter looked at each other, they were both stunned. Much to Barbara's shock, Gordon was a little too young.
Of course, Gordon can't be called a young man. He is much older than Bruce Wayne, but
"Young" doesn't mean that there are fewer wrinkles on his face, but that his temperament is completely different, and he is simply full of energy.
The Gordon in Barbara's impression has long been in harmony with the city's style. God did not show mercy to him in such terrifying darkness. He was as tired and old as all Gothamites, but he was not yet As numb as they are.
But this is not unreasonable. The life of Gotham's last conscience was soaked in the blood of the unjust victims and the panic of the surviving people. These things eroded him day after day, making the years more merciless on him. .
Barbara had never seen, nor thought she would see, a rosy-faced Gordon - one who looked like he hadn't worked overtime recently, and had even slept well without nightmares for at least three days.
Gordon was shocked by Barbara's appearance. He blurted out: "Barbara... I'm sorry, I mean, are you Barbara's sister? Why are you dressed like this?" Barbara knew what he was talking about. that
"Barbara" should be her mother. She didn't even care about the shock in her heart or Gordon's gun. She took a big step forward, rushed out from the curtains, and grabbed Gordon's arm. Say, "Where is my mother?"
"Your mother?" Gordon looked at her with confusion. He looked at Barbara from head to toe, and then said, "Forgive me for making a bold guess. Barbara cannot have a daughter as old as you. Or are you her niece?"
"I..." Barbara was filled with chaotic thoughts and didn't know where to start. Gordon took a step back and let Barbara enter the room.
Seeing that Gordon had guests, Luo Yin and Vince Yin who were sitting on the sofa stood up. Vince Yin nodded to Gordon and said, "You guys chat, we're leaving first." After that, he and Luo Yin Just left, Gordon asked Barbara to sit on the sofa, and then Barbara told him about another universe and Batman sending them here.
Batgirl looked at the handrail with delicate flowers at a loss. In her impression, the Gordon family had never been so wealthy. Her childhood and youth were filled with the anxiety of making ends meet but always failing. spent in it.
Gordon put his finger on his chin and said: "Bruce told me about another universe, but I didn't expect that there would be a turnover of people so quickly. So, I still married Barbara? Sure enough, that day I made the right decision by texting her to get back together.”
"James!" Barbara shouted, raising her voice: "What's going on with this manor? Why are you so rich?"
"I didn't buy this." Gordon waved his hand and said, "Alberto gave it to me. Don't ask me why I accepted it. You can't let your godfather sit in a dark and shabby apartment building and talk to me every day. Bar?"
"Alberto? Festival Killer?!"
"Oh my God." Gordon slapped his forehead and said, "Stupid girl, don't call your godfather by his name outside, otherwise you will get shot!"
"I'm a little confused!" Barbara looked at Gordon and said, "You really need to tell me what's going on in this universe..."
"Of course, but have you had dinner?"
"I..." Barbara choked again. Before she could answer, she saw Gordon standing up, so Barbara looked up at Gordon and said, "Where are you going?"
"Let's eat barbecue. Let's go. I'll take you with me, but you have to change out of this strange clothes first." Barbara looked down at her Batgirl uniform and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with this clothes?" ?Isn’t it pretty good?”
"It's good, but you look a bit too similar to Batman. The owner of the barbecue stall will think you are a fanatical Batman fan, you know? That's not good." After saying that, Gordon walked to the meeting. The man standing next to the living room picked up the phone and said: "Hello? Mr. Spencer? It's me. Can you send me a set of women's clothes? One size fits all. You want casual wear, not a dress... No, no, no, don't Give me another car full of luxury bags! Isn’t it enough to scare Barbara?" After a while, Barbara saw a group of gangsters in black suits walking in and handed Gordon a box. , Barbara's heart was already in her throat. She was really afraid that Gordon would ask next second.
"How is the goods?" When the box was opened, there was a set of clothes, women's casual sportswear, with a puppy printed on the chest.
After the gang members left, Gordon handed the clothes to Barbara and said, "Unfortunately, your mother is working in Washington now, and I haven't fully gotten her back so far, so I'm afraid you won't be able to see her in a short time. "
"However, I can take you to meet a few of my old friends. I really have to tell them that I was right to send compound text messages at that time. I made a wise decision that saved my lifelong happiness. It was definitely not What an abandoned stray dog's death struggle." Barbara's mind wasn't quite clear yet, but she still took her clothes and went to the cloakroom, listen, cloakroom!
Barbara cursed, the Gordon home actually has a cloakroom! As soon as she walked into the cloakroom, she knew what Gordon had said on the phone not to give her a carload of luxury bags. The combined value of everything she could see in this cloakroom alone was, It is estimated that she can buy both the old house of the Gordon family in her universe and the apartment she currently rents.
Barbara gasped and put on her clothes. After she walked out, Gordon praised: "You are at least ten years younger." Barbara pulled the edge of the sportswear a little uncomfortably, as if to say something back. When she was a little girl whose clothes were always shorter, she followed Gordon out with her head dizzy and sat in a Bentley.
"You look like a complete gangster." Barbara couldn't help but say, "The kind who makes a lot of money by maintaining relationships with gangsters."
"I am." Barbara choked.
"Otherwise, where do you think the luxury cars and mansions come from?" Gordon held the steering wheel and looked forward and said, "They all come from gangs." After saying that, he raised his hand and glanced at the time, and Barbara immediately took a breath. Air conditioning, that watch in Gordon's hand should buy his house and the building where her rented apartment is located.
Gordon suddenly smiled brightly, looked at Barbara in the passenger seat and said, "You are just like your mother. Guess I asked her to get back together. When she returned to Gotham and saw this situation, What have you done?"
"Surprised?"
"What's more, she slapped me, turned around and left." Gordon turned his head back, sighed softly, turned the steering wheel and said, "I never dared to hope that she really loved me. Part of me, loving what brought me to Gotham, some people call it stupidity, some people call it justice, might be the same thing."
"Then why do you..."
"I told you, this is a social need. If I let those gang bosses break two pairs of shoes on the creaky old stairs, they will really demolish the building and build a manor for me." Gordon turned to Barbara and showed a smile that she couldn't understand, then turned his head back, lowered his eyes and said.
“Ask the Lamb and you will know that I did not obey them but spared them, and I received not a reward but a sacrifice.”
