"Hey!"
In a village on the outskirts of Gotham City, Wurz had just finished a phone call with his subordinates hiding in Gotham City. After confirming that the place had exploded and that more than one person had seen the Red Devil rushing into the scene of the explosion, the mafia boss completely relaxed.
He casually picked up a bottle of champagne that he had prepared earlier, humming an Italian ballad, opened the bottle, and crazily poured the mellow wine on the floor beside him.
"Paul! Hey, find a few hot chicks to have some fun! "
The unrestrained Wurz loudly shouted at the guard outside the door, then casually threw the champagne aside. He looked at the silver-white pistol that was placed beside his hand and wiped clean. He smiled, picked up the pistol, and waved it in front of his eyes.
"Puff"
This guy used his mouth to imitate the sound of a gunshot. He opened his arms like a sincere believer.
"Hahahaha, I'm not fated to die!"
He stuffed the pistol into his belt, then used his fingers to pick up a poker card that was also placed beside his hand. It was a bloody, dirty thing with a string of phone numbers on it. Looking at the poker card that should have been thrown into the trash can, Wurz's eyes showed a trace of hesitation.
Frankly speaking, if it wasn't for Saber stepping into the trap that he had prepared for Batman half a year ago, he was afraid that he would have to stake everything on one throw to find the madman for help.
Wurz didn't want to deal with people like Joker. Even if he only met him once, he could feel the disorder and madness hidden under that terrible face. It was like a crazy, uncontrollable metronome that swayed wildly between order and chaos. Wurz hated the feeling of being unable to control.
In fact, this was the instinctive disgust of anyone towards a madman.
"Fortunately, fortunately … I don't need you anymore, you damn madman!"
Wurz muttered to himself. He stretched out his hand, wanting to tear the poker card, but at the moment when he was about to tear it, his fingers stopped in place. No one knew what he was thinking. In the end, he pursed his lips and put the card in his pocket instead.
Outside the door, Paul and Niu's joking voices were approaching. Hearing the coquettish laughter, Wurz's body heated up. But before he was blinded by lust, he had to do something else. He turned on his phone and dialed a number.
"I say, the Red Devil has been dealt with, do you think we should …"
The other side hesitated for a few seconds.
"Let's not touch the dock area and the narrow island first. That old dog, Gordon, has gathered two-thirds of the police there. It's not easy to make a move … Let's work together first and divide up Maximus and Old Tim's territories. We'll leave Alfonso's territory to the others. As for Paris's territory … that damn place is a hot potato right now. Let's not get involved first since such a huge explosion just happened."
Wurz was very satisfied with the other side's analysis and plan. He turned his head and waved at the two blondes who were dressed very "skimpily". Then, he leaned back comfortably on the chair, feeling the softness that entered his hands. His body was completely relaxed. He said to Maloney.
"You see … This isn't all bad … isn't it? Brother Maloney. "
"Haha, nice working with you …"
On the other side, Gordon and Harvey rushed to the scene immediately after the explosion. The young prosecutor scratched his head and discussed the case with his beautiful assistant. Gordon walked in the ruins with a serious face. With the intuition of an experienced policeman, he instinctively felt that the explosion was related to Saber.
He bent down and used the flashlight to search for something in the ruins. His gloved fingers pushed the debris aside and found a broken piece of dark red metal. It seemed to have been distorted by the explosion and was no longer recognizable.
Gordon's eyelids twitched. He held the piece of metal in his hand for a moment. He felt that things were a bit bad.
Saber was obviously involved. If he died, it would be fine. If he didn't die … Gordon didn't dare to imagine the terrible consequences of letting an injured beast run around the city and wait for an opportunity to seek revenge.
"These lunatics used at least half a ton of explosives. Look at this place, it's like a battlefield."
Harvey walked to Gordon's side with a gloomy face and whispered, "According to the forensic doctor's preliminary analysis, there are at least three to four people here. The big explosion rolled their flesh and blood together. The specific identity needs to be identified by the forensic doctor again."
Harvey rubbed his forehead as he felt a headache coming on.
"I hope that the Red Devil doesn't appear here. A person like him shouldn't die like this."
"Hmm?"
Gordon looked at Harvey curiously and asked, "You … Don't you hate this kind of illegal thing the most? Why are you speaking up for him? "
Harvey smiled and patted Gordon's shoulder with his hand and whispered, "If I have the chance, I will definitely capture him.
"If I have the chance, I will personally arrest him because he has broken the law and justice of Gotham, but that is part of my duty. Personally, I think it is a good thing that the citizens of a city are willing to stand up against violence. You have seen the case file from last night. He did not kill anyone innocent. Even the gamblers who were injured by the explosion deserved it."
A carefree look flashed across the young man's handsome face. He stood in the middle of the ruins of the four-story building and looked at the restless night sky. The air was filled with the terrible smell of burning. He said to the sheriff beside him.
"You know what? Gordon, I grew up in Brooklyn, New York. Captain America was born not far from my house. When I was young, I dreamed of becoming a great hero like him. But later on, I became a prosecutor. But for those who are willing to use their own strength to fight against evil, I personally respect them. "
"I will catch him, but I also hope that he can live on for a long time … Especially for Gotham. We can't do it alone. Batman … and maybe the devil. They are already a part of this city."
Harvey rambled on for a long time as if he wanted to say all the words in his heart. Then, he burst into laughter.
"Forget it, I'm not going to think about it anymore. I'm going back to do the case analysis. Do you want to come with me?"
Gordon shook his head. When he turned his head, he saw the shadow of a bat in the corner. He said to Harvey, "You go first. I'm going to look around here. Maybe I can find some clues."
Harvey shrugged.
"Well, sheriff, you should rest early. Tonight is my first date with Rachel. I don't want to mess it up."
A moment later, on the roof of a three-story building not far from the scene of the explosion, Gordon saw the black figure that had disappeared for a week. He walked forward and handed him the twisted dark red shard in his hand.
"You're late. Saber is probably …"
"Impossible!"
Batman's hoarse and low voice came from under the armor. Long before the police arrived, he had already collected some of the remnants of the explosion. He also needed to test them before he could come to a conclusion, but as a superhero, his intuition told him that the explosion was not an accident.
"Things won't be that simple … That guy Seiber won't die so easily."
"That's half a ton of explosives! Steel can be blown to smithereens. There's no way he can survive! "
Gordon said pessimistically, "Actually, it's better this way. He's caused so much trouble. We can't catch him anyway. You didn't see how he was last night. I think he's really crazy. Disappearing like this might be the best choice."
Batman's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness under his helmet. He rubbed the twisted shard in his hand and shook his head.
"Sheriff, there are still many secrets in this world that you don't know about. Just like what you said, it would be best if Seiber were to disappear. However, that's not the only reason I'm here today."
He was silent for a moment before he spoke.
"I've caught Liu. Now it's up to you!"
"Ah, this is probably the only good news I've received in the past few days!"
Gordon finally had a smile on his face. He clenched his left hand into a fist and swung it in the air a few times. "This time, I'm going to catch all of those gangsters in one fell swoop! I'm going to do what Saber couldn't do … I'm going to fulfill his last wish. "
"Oh right, Bruce. About Harvey and Rachel …"
Gordon raised his head. Just as he was about to say something casual, he realized that there was nothing in front of him. The black bat was just like how he came, leaving without a sound.
"Sigh …"
Gordon rubbed his temples and took one last look at the rooftop that was being blown by the night wind. He turned around and left the place. The accountant of the mafia bank, Liu, had been captured. Now, all he needed to do was get the account book and the remaining mafia members would have nowhere to run.
Gotham … would finally be at peace. Gordon raised his head and looked at the sky. In the distance, the bright morning star shone brightly in the night sky. It was as if it meant that the best dawn was about to arrive.
"To the airport!"
Selina, who was wearing a long black trench coat, a black wide-brimmed hat, and a floral scarf, got into the taxi with bags of various sizes. After the car started, her face, which had no makeup on, showed a slightly dazed expression.
Everything that happened last night seemed like a dream to her. In fact, when she returned to her little house and saw the bank card with at least 2 million USD in it, she realized that she had really spent half the night with a maniac who had killed nearly a hundred people.
Uh, this was a bit ambiguous, but now, all the police in the city had enough reason to arrest her. She was an accomplice of the murderous Red Devil, even though those who knew this were already dead.
Selina leaned against the backrest of the taxi. Half of her face was covered by a scarf and a cap. She was a very beautiful girl. Even though she was wearing a large windbreaker, it could not hide her perfect figure. She looked out the window. In the night, the scenery of Gotham City flashed across her eyes, and it brought back memories of the past.
She was born here. Her father was an alcoholic, and her mother was a pitiful person who worked in a lowly job. In her memory, her childhood was a dark one. Just like many other Gotham children, there was domestic violence and endless arguments. In the end, her mother ran away from home, and her father died of an alcohol overdose.
After that, Selena began a difficult life. The things that the little girl Catherine had experienced, Selena had experienced them all. However, Catherine was lucky in that she met Saber, and Selena grew up in that dark life until she was 14 years old.
In the difficult struggle to survive, she developed the skill of theft. At the age of 15, she had achieved true freedom. She relied on stealing from the rich to maintain a not-so-luxurious life. However, in her heart, she yearned for a kind of peace. She did not rely on breaking the law to support herself.
She wanted to leave Gotham. To her, this city did not have any memories worth staying in.
Saber saved her from the hands of those hooligans, gave her enough money to live the life she wanted, and even let her see the tragic end of those gangsters. She could finally leave Gotham in peace. She could go anywhere she wanted.
A new life was waving at her.
Selena took a deep breath. The confusion on her face was replaced by anticipation for the future. She smiled. However, when her gaze swept across a small alley that led from downtown to the airport, her eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Stop the car!"
"What? Miss, you can't park here! "
The old driver looked at the girl in the back with a strange expression. Selena threw a green note to him, and the driver immediately stopped the car by the roadside. She opened the car door, pulled down the brim of her cap, and ran into the alley.
In the depths of the alley, a person who looked like he had been burned was lying there. In his hand, he was holding a piece of twisted ghost mask that had been burned so badly that its original shape could not be seen. If other people came here, they would probably think that this person was already dead.
However, Selena was different. Selena had seen with her own eyes how he charged back and forth in a hail of bullets. He would not die so easily.
But now, Selena looked at the figure in front of her. She felt that her damned fate had split into two. She could either abandon him and leave, or …
"Damn it …"
In this alley that was shrouded in the darkness of Gotham, Selena, who was in a difficult situation, muttered to herself.
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