"Butch, tell me clearly, what happened to my mother?"
Cobot yelled into the microphone.
"Cobot, calm down, it's just a kidnapping, not a vote."
"Fake, it's too fast." Cobot muttered.
"What's too fast?" Butch asked blankly on the other end of the phone.
"Where are Sarri and Doncic? How can those two bastards protect my mother?" Cobot cursed.
Butch said: "Of course he died in the line of duty!
One shot to the head, two shots to kill two people, no trace of resistance.
The other party is a veteran and has been following the old lady for a long time.
The old lady was returning home from Broadway and happened to pass by Browning Street, a slightly secluded small street.
Right there, the Volvo driving ahead suddenly stalled, causing the old lady's bulletproof car to rear-end her. Sari opened the door to check."
"Did the robbers leave any information?" Cobot asked with an ugly look on his face.
"He left a note in the car, telling us not to call the police or disclose the matter to any third party. In addition, he said he would call you," Butch said.
That night, Hanhai Building, the office downstairs in the penthouse.
"Is it you, Theo Galavan?! I know this building belongs to you, but I'm still looking forward to maybe meeting some of the tenants in the building."
Looking at the smiling man with his arm in a sling, Cobot found it hard to calm down.
"You, a Gotham business star, a big entrepreneur, and a billionaire, what can you get from me?" He was extremely puzzled.
"Barbara!" Galavan shouted to the side room.
"Bar**, Barbara Jean!"
Cobot was wondering which Barbara, and then he saw the enchanting square-faced Barbara walking out with a smile.
"Get rid of the people above." She threw a stack of documents in front of him.
Cobot bent down, picked it up from the ground, and flipped through it, his expression immediately changed.
"These are all mayoral candidates. You, do you want to be the mayor of Gotham City? Mayor James was also killed by you. On the night of the Central Park Hotel bombing, the first person to die was the deputy mayor."
"You have gone through such a big circle, sacrificed so much energy, and paid such a high price, just for the mere position of mayor?"
He couldn't believe it and found it ridiculous.
"You look down on the mayor?" Galavan frowned.
"Hahaha" Copot laughed, covering his stomach, "You're so funny, you killed Mayor James quietly and then blew off the deputy mayor's head with a stage show.
Now, you ask me, do you think highly of the mayor?"
Galavan glanced at him coldly, picked up the remote control, and pressed the large LCD screen hanging on the wall.
"Ooooo, don't hit me, oooooo, Cobot, where are you, help me, oooooo"
In the dog cage, an old woman in fine clothes was crying, and a man in a hood stood next to her, stabbing her with an electric baton from time to time.
"Oh, no" Cobot immediately changed his expression and ran to the video, jumping up and down with tears streaming down his face, "Mom, please let my mother go, please."
He faced Galavan and begged.
"Hahaha!" Galavan laughed proudly, pointed at the penguin and said to Barbara: "Look, I told you that the little penguin is the best to deal with, but you still don't believe it.
Now, doesn't he become an obedient dog?
Cobot, call twice and listen."
Cobot didn't hesitate at all, "Woof woof woof, let my mother go, I'll help you deal with these people."
Barbara looked complicated.
"You were laughing at me just now." A malicious smile appeared on Galavan's face.
"Mr. Galvan, I apologize." Cobot said quickly.
Galavan hooked his fingers at him, stretched out his right foot, and said, "Lick my shoes clean."
Cobot's face turned red, but he looked back at his crying mother in the cage. He lowered his head, limped slowly closer, squatted down, and held Galavan's leather shoes.
"Pfft!" Galavan kicked him over and said angrily: "Lick the soles of your shoes, you idiot!"
Cobot did as he was told.
Stick out your tongue and scrape from bottom to top, and then from top to bottom.
He licked it loudly and relished it.
"nausea."
Galavan couldn't stand it anymore, showed disgust, and kicked him over again.
Cobot jumped up and begged: "Don't hit my mother, please."
Barbara on the side looked expressionless and turned her head.
Galavan snapped his fingers, and the hooded man put away his electric baton and stood aside.
"If you can get Harley Quinn?" Galavan's eyes flashed with excitement, he looked at Cobot expectantly, and asked: "Are you familiar with Harley Quinn?
What should I do if I want to control her like I control you?"
"It can't be done." Cobot shook his head blankly, "If she had such a big flaw, I would have done it long ago."
"That's right." Galavan frowned, thought for a long time, then smiled and said, "How about it, now you know how powerful the mayor of Gotham is?
Just because James is useless does not mean that the position of mayor is useless.
In any case, the mayor is also the most visible figure in Gotham politics.
Only those with power, money, strength and wisdom can control the good sword of the ‘mayor’.”
"But if I kill the other candidates and leave you alone, won't it be too conspicuous?" Cobot asked.
"You think I'm as stupid as you?"
Galavan sneered: "I'm not running at all now, but you sign up tomorrow and then threaten others to withdraw.
There must be candidates who refuse to agree, so you kill those die-hards.
By then, Gotham's political circles will be shaken and the people of Gotham will be furious.
When the matter became an uproar and complaints abounded, I held a press conference as a representative of entrepreneurs and called on the people of Gotham to "not be afraid of force and violence, unite the whole people, and resist the black state's disruption of the sacred election."
Hey hey hey, a reporter will stand up on the spot and ask me to run for mayor with a sincere attitude of looking forward to the savior. I will refuse again and again until a group of reporters and the public ask me, willing."
"Then it will be the sequel to the stage play 'One Central Park Hotel'. You stabbed me in the heart and became a hero for the people and the powerful?" Cobot said with a complicated expression.
Galavan patted his face and said with a smile: "Remember, don't wear a bulletproof vest like Jerome's white-eyed wolf!
Let me poke you harder, and your mother can go home safely and continue to be a crappy Broadway actor."
"What if Jerome jumps out in the middle and exposes your secret?" Cobot asked.
Galavan rolled his eyes at him and said coolly: "Of course you will carry it!
Mayor James was kidnapped by you.
In order to kill the deputy mayor and the political and business dignitaries who might prevent you from reaching the top, you planned the bombing of the Central Park Hotel and wiped out Gotham's ruling class.
Later, when I announced my candidacy, you knew you were outmatched and became angry, so you arranged for Jerome to come out and slander me.
In fact, without Jerome appearing on the stage, I will let Barbara appear first and let her 'frame' me and say that I am the mastermind behind the scenes."
"Hahaha, tell me, what would Jerome's expression be like when I beat him to it?" Galavan raised his head and laughed.
"High!" Cobot gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely.
Galavan stared into his eyes for a long time, seeing only admiration and surrender.
He felt solemn in his heart, with a satisfied smile on his face, nodded and promised: "Don't worry, Jerome is just a madman, of course he will throw it away after use.
You are different, I still need you to check and balance Harley Quinn on the road!"
"Thank you Mr. Galavan." Cobot said gratefully.
Then, he cautiously said, "Can you let me have a few words with my mother so that she doesn't have to be afraid?"
Galavan smiled and said: "Your request is very reasonable, but it cannot be done today. You have not accomplished anything yet!"
"I will announce my candidacy for mayor tonight," Cobot said eagerly.
Galavan's face turned cold and he said, "You are so anxious because you want even the fool to become suspicious. Are you being coerced?"
Cobot said in tears: "I just want my mother not to be afraid. She keeps crying, which makes me feel uncomfortable."
Galavan pressed the mute button, and the old woman's cry on the screen suddenly stopped.
"Is this good?" he joked.
Cobot's forehead was throbbing with veins, but he still managed to put on a flattering smile, "My mother is weak and won't escape. Why don't we let her out of the cage and give her a bottle of water?"
Galavan said calmly: "Tomorrow afternoon, find a reporter you know well and reveal your interest in running for mayor.
After two days of brewing, wait for the news to ferment in Gotham before you officially announce your candidacy.
On the fourth day, send threatening letters to those candidates.
On the sixth day, you start killing people. On the eighth day, I come out and scold you for your behavior.
Cobot, you are very smart, so I believe you can grasp the balance.
If everything goes well, your mother will soon be able to live in a big villa and eat the delicious food prepared for her by my servants.
However, if something goes wrong during the process,
Cobot interrupted him nervously, "I swear, there won't be any surprises. I will do exactly what you say!"
"Give her a glass of warm milk." Galavan said to the camera on the roof.
"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Galvan." Coppert burst into tears of gratitude.
After the old woman drank the milk and stopped wailing, Copper turned around and left.
"If you humiliate him like this, he must hate you to death." Barbara said.
Galavan nodded slightly and said seriously: "I am deliberately challenging his bottom line.
Even in the most humiliating and sad times, he could still give me the most sincere and grateful smile.
Fake, it looks so real, it makes my scalp tingle.
Alas, Cobot is a ruthless character worthy of respect. I admit that I underestimated him before, and I must get rid of him after using him!"
"I thought you were enjoying the process of torturing him, because of Jerome's matter." Barbara said strangely.
"Yes, I hate him for making Jerome wake up early, but I'm not so perverted as to use my mother to torture a filial son."
Galavan shook his head slowly, "I at least told him the truth, I need him to check and balance Harley Quinn on the road of love.
But now Cobot, who can't endure what ordinary people can't endure, has no chance of being tamed by me, and I must not let him stay!"
"But Penguin at least told the truth. In Gotham, the mayor is really worthless.
Without Cobbler's support on the road, how different would you be from the James before you?
Or, have you found Copot's replacement?" Barbara frowned.
Galavan stood up, hugged Barbara and kissed her passionately, almost touching her face, and said, "I'll show you my real trump card."
Barbara's heart moved, and she silently followed him to the 11th floor, the fireproof floor.
Before turning on the lights, the entire floor was dark and as quiet as a tomb. The crisp sound of high heels could be heard far away and even echoed.
When Galavan gently clapped his hands three times, the electric lights on the ceiling lit up from near to far, and a group of priests and warriors in Crusader combat uniforms appeared in front of the two men.
"Angel of Death, you should not have brought her."