Explosives were indeed a profound art.
The explosion had to be perfect, brilliant, and logical.
It was quite difficult.
When Irin did it himself, he felt a headache coming on.
Fortunately, the Gotham Police had enough TNT bombs, so there was no need to save them.
A few random explosions would be enough.
The Aparo Expressway was a viaduct that crossed the Miler Harbor.
Although the traffic on the bridge had decreased significantly because Li Erpang and the others were messing around in Gotham, it was still possible to tell that it would be more congested on normal days.
There were quite a few car tracks on the bridge.
Sunburn marks left by cars that had been parked for a long time.
This … was quite exaggerated.
Irin carefully counted the remaining bombs in his hand … Ah no, the TNT bombs.
He also went through the locations that he was going to blow up next.
"Mm, I'll use this much."
Irin used [Psychokinesis] to stick the last "TNT bomb" near the bottom of the bridge.
Although Irin was not a professional explosives expert, as long as he blew it up, no matter how strong the bridge was, it would not be able to withstand it.
Moreover, Yi Lin's goal wasn't really to smash the viaduct into pieces …
It was just to complete a "crime".
Fortunately, the "TNT bomb" was a card-like tool, so there was not a complicated process to use it.
He just stuck it on it like setting an alarm clock. After setting the time, it would explode on time.
Moreover, it could be remotely detonated.
After finishing all the preparations, Irin looked down at the time.
【00:12】。
There were still … ten minutes left.
"It's about time."
Irin lowered the brim of his hat. Without anyone noticing, he walked toward the other end of the viaduct as if he was taking a stroll.
A charming and elegant gentleman walked forward in the dark night.
【00:14】。
In the dark night.
The roar of an engine could be heard from afar.
Accompanied by the roar of the engine, there was a blinding red and blue light.
In the distance, it was like two stars, one blue and one red. It was exceptionally dazzling.
Irin had reached the end of the Aparo Expressway.
He narrowed his eyes and looked along the road. His expression changed slightly.
"The puzzle … has been solved? Heh, things are getting more and more interesting. "
Irin quickly came to a conclusion.
However …
Irin took out a gray card from his storage space.
He put it in the pocket of his tuxedo and kept it close to him.
At the end of the road, a row of police cars arrived.
They were getting closer and closer.
Three kilometers.
Two kilometers.
1.8 km.
1.5 km.
Very close, very close.
It was getting closer and closer!
This car is pretty fast!
It was obvious that he was speeding.
It seemed that Chief Gordon was also an old dog with double standards.
Irin stood still.
He blocked the entrance of the Aparo Expressway all by himself.
He was blocking the only way for the police cars to pass!
【00:16】。
…
James Gordon Jr. drove like crazy.
He could already faintly see the silent bridge not far away.
The criminals wreaking havoc in Gotham City tonight seemed to have completely reignited Gotham City. On the contrary, the suburbs near Miller Harbor became deserted.
Tonight was the most serious crime in Gotham City since the battle between "Batman and the Joker" 20 years ago!
"Damn Riddle Gentleman!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
"Go, go, go!"
James Gordon Jr. stepped on the accelerator.
It was as if he wanted to step on the accelerator.
But it was still not fast enough!
It was too late!
There were only a few minutes left.
Even if he successfully reached the Aparo Expressway, he did not have enough time to defuse the bomb!
It was too late!
"F * ck!"
James Gordon Jr. suddenly saw a figure standing quietly in front of him in the range of the high beam lights.
It was an elegant figure.
A man wearing a black gentleman's hat and a pure black tuxedo, holding a black umbrella in his hand, stood quietly at the end of the road.
It seemed like …
Waiting for them to come!
"It's the Riddle Gentleman!"
James Gordon Jr. was instantly energized.
Even if he could not stop the explosion of the Aparo Expressway, as long as he could punish the criminals, it was not a loss!
The bridge could be rebuilt if it was blown up.
People could be reborn if they died, but as long as the criminals were still in Gotham, Gotham would no longer be a perfect city with zero crime!
This was his Ge Tan ah ah ah!
James Gordon Jr. stepped on the accelerator crazily and blinded the other party with the high beam lights. He planned to use the car to crush the Riddle Gentleman to death.
The car was very fast.
The speedometer was as high as 170 km/h and was about to explode.
Go, go, go!
One kilometer!
800 meters!
700 meters!
The Riddle Gentleman did not move at all!
James Gordon Jr.'s lips curled into a crazy sneer.
He could even imagine the moment when the other party was hit by the police car, the scene of the other party's internal organs being squeezed into a ball and being spat out from his mouth.
Perhaps the scene would be a little disgusting?
Livers, intestines, kidneys, hearts, lungs ….
Smashed into pieces and then forcefully squeezed out from his upper and lower orifices …
Ah, the scene … was too brutal!
Boom —
Boom —
Just as James Gordon Jr. was imagining the 360 ways that the damn Riddle Gentleman could die …
Suddenly, there was a violent vibration under his buttocks.
Accompanying it was a hot current.
The scene in front of him instantly turned upside down.
Both the person and the car were spinning crazily, as if they were spiraling into the sky.
James Gordon Jr.: "???"
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
Why did the car fly?
Could it be that the car was too fast … Could it really fly on the spot?
…
…
Irin pressed the explosion button expressionlessly.
The enhanced TNT bomb could be used more than just a timed explosion.
At first, he thought that with James Gordon Jr.'s IQ, there was an 85% chance that he would not be able to guess the time and place of his "crime".
But to be safe, he still left a backup plan.
The moment he pressed the detonation button …
James Gordon Jr.'s police car took off from the spot. Under the effect of the law of inertia, it changed its flight direction and flew tens of meters away.
Rumble —
It rolled many times in the distance, and then thick smoke billowed out.
The bomb that was planted in advance directly blocked the only route from Gotham City to the Aparo Expressway.
Irin lowered his head and looked at the time.
The road was blocked, and a large group of speeding police cars were forced to brake in front of the raging fire.
"Quick!"
"Where's Chief Gordon?"
"There's an explosion there!"
"…"
Amidst a flurry of footsteps, dozens of Gotham police officers swarmed forward. They quickly saw a dark figure in the darkness.
700 meters away!
"That's … the Riddle Gentleman!"
"Don't move! Put your hands up! Eduard Rin! "
"Put your legs up! Did he call you a prostitute? Open fire! "
With someone's reminder, the others reacted.
Facing the Gotham criminals, what they needed to do was not to arrest them, but … to kill them on the spot!
Bang bang bang bang!
The standard handguns spat out tongues of fire in the darkness, and it was dazzling!
In an instant, Irin's vision was enveloped by smoke and fire.
But before they opened fire, Irin opened up his umbrella calmly.
His other hand crushed an unknown card in his pocket.
He held the umbrella in front of him, and the bullets strangely missed him.
Xiu xiu xiu xiu —
Chi chi chi chi —
In an instant, there were countless bullet holes around Irin's feet and behind him.
After a round of shooting, the dozens of Gotham police officers had emptied their magazines. It was only when the sound of the empty chamber was heard that they finally reacted.
They were out of bullets!
"Where's the Riddle Gentleman?"
Even if the distance of 700 meters was a little far.
Even if their marksmanship was a little bad.
But under such concentrated firepower, he believed that no one could survive.
They had fired a few hundred bullets in total.
Even if they were hit by a few bullets, it would be enough for the Riddle Gentleman to suffer!
"Wait —"
"Oh, cake seller, I think it must be the vodka that made me drunk —"
"He actually used an umbrella to block a bullet?"
"I must be dreaming!"
There was even a police officer who stupidly pinched the butt of a female police officer beside him.
Plump and meaty.
It felt okay.
The female police officer shyly exclaimed and closed her legs.
Ah, so it was not a dream!
…
Irin held up his black umbrella.
He looked at the group of Gotham police officers from afar.
Behind them, there was a raging fire.
Using the light from the fire, there was a strange yet elegant gentleman in front of them.
Those hundreds of bullets didn't even leave a single hole on the umbrella, let alone the Riddling Gentleman!
Where were the bullets?
Where were the bullets?
Where were the bullets?
The bullets in their hands were not water toys!
They were real … guns!
Suddenly.
Right in front of everyone.
That damned, hateful, elegant, charming gentleman of riddles.
He lowered his head and looked at his watch in front of everyone.
That calm action made the group of police officers absent-minded for a few seconds. They even forgot to change the magazine.
The scene fell into a strange silence!
At this moment —
The hateful and charming criminal, the Riddle Gentleman, Eduard Rin suddenly raised his head and looked away from his watch. He smiled slightly.
“？”
“？”
“？”
"…"
Eduard Rin slowly extended his palm.
The pure white gloves were as dazzling as Li Changge in the dark.
In front of everyone, Eduard Rin's pure white palm retracted a finger.
The five fingers turned into four.
Suddenly, someone reacted.
It seemed to be a countdown.
“4。”
Someone among the police officers said subconsciously.
Irin smiled slightly and put down another finger.
“3。”
“2。”
“1。”
Irin suddenly lowered the brim of his hat. "Happy holidays."
Boom —
The moment the countdown ended.
A violent tremor suddenly came from the ground.
The source of the tremor was … the viaduct!
The police officers raised their heads in shock and looked at the dazzling flames that soared into the sky not far away.
In the midst of the explosion, the flames were like fireworks that lit up the night sky of Gotham City. It completely lit up the dark clouds above Gotham City with a fiery red color, like the sunset!
Boom boom boom —
In the blinding light of the fire, the magnificent viaduct exploded from different piers at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the Aparo Expressway, one of the famous tourist landmarks in Gotham City, collapsed with a loud bang!
In the blink of an eye, the Aparo Viaduct was only left with a few bare steel bars hanging in the air. The bridge had long been reduced to countless pieces of rubble that fell into the bay of Miller Harbor, setting off waves after waves of turbulent waves!
The Gotham City police officers looked at the spectacular scene in front of them. It was more exciting than any disaster movie.
After all … they were actually there.
Everyone was stunned. It was only when the flames in front of them gradually dimmed that someone finally reacted.
"Sh * t! Where is that damned Riddler Gentleman? "
And where the pitch-black figure had been standing …
Where was he?
Where was the Gentleman?
The police officers hurriedly reloaded their magazines and rushed to where the Riddler Gentleman was standing not long ago.
There … were only bullet holes left on the ground!
There was no one there!
There was only a group of Gotham City's "excellent" police officers who looked at each other and didn't know what to do.
"Eh? Oh right, where is Officer Gordon? "
Suddenly, someone came to a realization.
It seemed like their respected Gotham City Police Officer had good driving skills. James Gordon Jr, who was driving at the front, was nowhere to be seen.
…
…
A light flashed in Irin's hand.
He silently kept a ball into his storage space.
On the upper right corner of the apostle panel, a buff that looked like a "polyline" icon disappeared instantly.
The timing was just right.
While everyone's attention was attracted by the explosion on the Aparo Expressway, Irin skillfully used the black umbrella to block everyone's sight. He then activated "Shadow Stalking" and dived into the darkness again, becoming one with the shadows.
Now, he could already master this skill.
Whether it was the timing of the skill release or the technique, he was extremely skilled.
After all, this was his most commonly used skill.
He was an old hand.
Needless to say.
In the distance, the tremors from Miller Harbor gradually subsided. The flames also started to dim.
Irin moved into the shadows again and left the place as fast as he could.
Originally, he had casually "borrowed" a car to drive to the Aparo Expressway.
But with this artistic explosion, that car … it would probably be difficult to return.
Thus, the elegant and charming Riddler Gentleman's criminal record had another stroke.
Stealing a car.
But, this was not important.
Sin points were as small as a mosquito's leg.
Irin was too lazy to look at it now.
…
[In the name of "Riddler Gentleman," you destroyed Gotham's famous "Aparo Expressway," Sin points + 60000!]
…
There were also a bunch of Chaos points and Sin points. Irin roughly glanced at them and did not count them.
The total Sin points could be displayed on the Sin Ranking.
As for Chaos points, although it was very important to Irin, in this trial, the value of human life was too low. Irin could only go with the flow.
He could not slaughter the entire Gotham City just to get Chaos points.
Let's not talk about whether or not he could do it … the cost-effectiveness ratio was too low.
It was better to focus on the trial and obtain the highest rating. That was the way to go.
Attributes … were the foundation of an apostle.
Almost all the power of a skill was built on the basis of attributes. Only then could it achieve the most perfect effect.
Irin suddenly raised his head.
He looked at the tallest building in Gotham City.
That was Wayne Building.
There was a flashing red "W" icon on top of it.
It was very big and very eye-catching.
Especially at night, it was very eye-catching.
…
…
Half an hour later.
The ambulance from Gotham City General Hospital finally arrived at the scene.
There was also the fire department.
When they finally dragged the poor James Gordon Jr. out of the almost destroyed police car, James Gordon Jr. had already fainted.
After the doctor's examination, the other police officers finally heaved a sigh of relief.
The cause of the coma was most likely a concussion. However, whether there was any damage to the brain or not, they had to send him to Gotham City General Hospital for a CT scan to confirm.
His heartbeat, pulse, breathing, and other vital signs were stable.
Suddenly.
The unconscious James Gordon Jr. closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he cursed.
"Damn Enigma Gentleman!"
…
On the Sin Ranking.
Irin did not even need to look to know that his Sin Points were at the top of the list. He was far ahead.
"Next …"
Irin casually found a comfortable place.
He did not plan to continue committing crimes.
Tonight, he would leave it at that.
He sensed that something was not quite right.
He had to find a place to sort it out.
Moreover, James Gordon Jr. was probably injured. Without an audience, the effect of the Enigma Gentleman's performance would be greatly reduced.
For the rest of the night, he would let Li Erpang and the others do their thing.
At the same time, he could also divert the police's attention.
After all, the trial was not a one-man trial.
If the limelight was too great and completely overshadowed the others, it might lead to some unforeseen events.
It was better to be safe.
Before going to bed, Irin took out Blood Jasmine and looked at the Experience Points column.
With a thought, he summoned Bai Xiaoyi.
The moment Bai Xiaoyi appeared, she didn't even have the time to flatter her "master" before Yi Lin dryly said.
"Xiao Bai, you'll be on night watch."
"Why do you always order me around!"
Bai Xiaoyi pouted angrily. She was a little unhappy.
Why did he not order Nie Hongxiu around?
If this was not favoritism, who was favoritism?
Hmph.
One day, I'll teach you a lesson.
Bai Xiaoyi stared at Irin's face that was gradually becoming quiet. She was speechless.
Only when her Mana Points were almost depleted did Bai Xiaoyi take the initiative to return to the Enchanted Weapon.
The night was silent.
…
…
The second day in Gotham.
Irin opened his eyes on time.
After he committed the crime of "trespassing" last night, his Sin Points increased by "+ 5" before he went to bed.
It seemed like this was a capital offense in Gotham.
The owner of this house did not return for the entire night. He wondered if he died in the chaos last night.
"I wonder how those guys are doing?"
Irin washed his face slowly. He found some brand new towels and toothbrushes in the house. After washing up, he found some frozen food in the fridge and heated it up in the microwave. He then sat at the dining table and turned on the TV while waiting.
"Breaking news! Mysterious criminal disguised as' Joker 'broke into GBC Radio Station and committed a robbery. His crime is unforgivable. Unfortunately, the criminal was not successfully killed and escaped — "
"Breaking news! Breaking news! A nimble fat criminal actually dared to rob the fast food chain 'Kentucky Fried Chicken', causing panic among the good citizens — "
"Terrifying! A 'humanoid tank' has suddenly appeared in Burnley. It is suspected to be the latest experimental product of S.T.A.R. Labs, but STAR Research Institute has vehemently denied it. As for the truth, our GBC Broadcasting Company will carry out the next step of the report for you. "
"A mysterious Asian robbed a gas station with a strange weapon —"
"Headlines! Headlines! 'Riddling Gentleman' Eduard Rin appeared out of nowhere and destroyed the Gotham Police and Aparo Expressway overnight. 'Nemesis of Crime' Chief Gordon is said to have suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage in the early morning because of the appearance of the Riddling Gentleman. He was admitted to the intensive care unit of Gotham General Hospital — "
"Headlines! Headlines! In Gotham, a city with zero crime rate, so many criminals appeared overnight. Is this a loss of morals or a distortion of human nature? When Chief Gordon wakes up, our GBC Broadcasting Company will interview Chief Gordon as soon as possible and make the next step of the report for you! "
"This morning, the richest man in Gotham, Bruce Wayne, publicly said that if he were Batman, Bruce Wayne would not hesitate to join the operation to eliminate criminals. This might be the biggest joke in Gotham in the past twenty years!"
"But because of Bruce Wayne's joke, Wayne Enterprises' stock price rose by 13%! Wayne Enterprises' stock price soared by more than a billion overnight! The power of money is too scary! "
"Cretz Beverage Company plans to hold a press conference this morning to announce the new 'Happy Beverage' …"
"—"
"Ding —"
Irin turned off the TV.
Because breakfast was already heated.
Irin was about to open the crime list when she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have set "Do Not Disturb" for a certain Fatso last night.
After thinking about it, she could not be too ruthless, so Irin turned off the "Do Not Disturb" status.
Not long after Irin set the status.
Li Erpang's profile picture began to vibrate wildly.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
