In the examination room of the Gotham Police Department's Physical Evidence Analysis Section, Gordon put his hands on the table and watched a sharp-faced man wearing glasses analyzing footprint samples.
Electrical engineer Wei Na was leaning at the door, crossing her arms and saying, "I don't think the person who committed the crime was a local, let alone a Penguin. This loss is unacceptable to him."
"You know what he's doing in the basement, right?"
"Of course, the power consumption cannot be hidden from my eyes." Wei Na pushed up her glasses and said: "But after all, he uses a fully automated factory. In addition to consuming a little electricity, it is much better than using illegal labor."
"And he probably has more poppy factories than you think. I mean, the surface layer is just to hide it from others." Wei Na took out a receipt from her tool bag and said: "The actual electricity
The consumption is ten times more than what you see.”
Gordon took the document with suspicion and was shocked after taking a look at it. He said: "Does he want to build a spaceship?! How can he use so much electricity?!!"
"The cultivation and production of poppies is not a big deal. He also put a whole set of electronic computing networks there, which he calls a 'virtual staff', also called a think tank system. This thing is to ensure that he can gain an advantage in every election.
key props.”
Gordon frowned deeply and said, "No wonder he has been pushing for electronic voting. It turns out that he has been ready to invade the vote bank."
"If it wasn't Penguin who did it," Gordon said, touching his chin, "then I'm afraid no one would want to catch the murderer more than him."
At this time, Gordon's phone rang again. He picked it up without looking and said: "There are some clues, but not many. Don't expect us to arrest people. The police force is insufficient."
There was another roar from the other side, but it had no effect. It could be clearly seen that the other side's purpose was just to vent their emotions, and Gotham's police force has never been sufficient.
"We found footprints that may be the murderer's, but the person is not in our database, and no specific information about the shoes was found... I told you there are not many clues."
"Mr. Mayor, if you don't want to have problems with the next election, just tell me where Bruce Wayne went. Stop saying you don't know. Even a three-year-old kid won't believe it."
Gordon was talking to a few people when a young police officer came over and knocked on the door. Gordon made some perfunctory remarks, hung up the phone, and asked curiously: "Has the new chief arrived?"
The young police officer was a little embarrassed. He said: "Mr. Harvey Bullock has arrived, but he... I don't know if he is the police chief."
"Let's go and have a look."
Gordon quickly walked out of the evidence department and came to the lobby of the police station. Then he saw Harvey Bullock in a suit and leather shoes, with his leather shoes polished and his hair combed meticulously.
He has a very handsome face, young and strong, and his whole body is as tall and straight as a sycamore tree, with a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth.
Gordon took a breath.
"Hello." He stepped forward and shook hands with Bullock, but Bullock grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously. This was not a common greeting in the police system, but more like a fake greeting at a banquet.
enthusiasm.
"I've heard of you for a long time, Chief Gordon. It's an honor to work with you."
"I'm afraid you didn't come by chance." Gordon sighed and said, "I assume you have seen the changes in this city on the plane or in the car."
"Of course, it's a miracle."
"It's still a little far from a miracle." Gordon patted Bullock on the shoulder, and the two walked to the police station together. Gordon said: "I'm not a person who likes to beat around the bush. Seriously, why did you come here?"
The most dangerous city in America?”
Bullock immediately smiled and said: "There are too many cases in this city, aren't there? By the way, have you seen the show I host? "Hollywood Cop."
Gordon sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on his face deepened. He shook his head and said, "I don't watch much TV, sir. The public security situation in this city obviously won't give me so much free time."
"It doesn't matter, I will give you a set of high-definition Blu-ray discs. Closer to home, the sixth season of "Hollywood Cop" will be blocked, which will make my fans very disappointed, so I hope to give them a little special gift."
"for example?"
"The Wayne Murders."
Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly, and he began to consider making suggestions to his superiors, asking the star police detective to sit quietly in the office and not go out to seek death.
Gordon's phone rang again. He picked up the phone and listened for a while and then said: "Okay, I understand, I will go to the appointment on time."
"Is there a new party waiting for us?"
"Yes, Mr. Bullock, I'm afraid I don't have time to hold a welcome banquet for you. Our mayor, Mr. Oswald Cobblepot, will host a banquet tonight."
"Even after such a major change in the city?"
"It's also far from 'significant'."
"You damn police, you have been investigating for a week, when are you going to give me an explanation!!!"
A woman with wavy curly hair and a jacket was rushing into the police station while being blocked by two police officers.
Gordon and Bullock happened to meet her when they walked downstairs. Bullock immediately stepped forward to stop the police officer who wanted to stop the lady and said, "What's wrong? Madam, are you in any trouble?"
The lady with big wavy hair began to cry helplessly. Bullock turned to look at Gordon, who walked towards the archives expressionlessly.
"What's going on?" Bullock caught up with him.
"Birthday boy." Gordon only said this sentence, which seemed to be the name of the murderer. He looked back at the woman and said: "But we don't have any extra energy to take care of this case for the time being. The most important problem we have to solve right now is
There are two.”
"Bruce Wayne has been missing for three days, and Wayne Group shareholders have made hundreds of calls to the Gotham Police Department in three days."
"The luxurious, advanced power supply network that our mayor has painstakingly built on a certain street has lost power. We have to find a way to restore power and find the murderer."
"But she's crying!" Bullock spread his hands in disbelief and said, "We are the police, we should solve her trouble!"
"That's how it should be on the show you're hosting." Gordon took the report from his assistant and said, "But this is Gotham."
"I don't understand how you can remain indifferent..."
Just as he said this, two more police officers opened the door and hurried in, shouting: "Chief! Oh no, the deep water port of Prolos Pier is flooded, and all ships can't stop!"
"
Gordon paused his hands, turned to look at the two police officers and said, "Say it again, the port is flooded?! Have you taken too much?"
"Yes, uh, no, I mean, it was flooded with sand, and a sand mountain appeared there!!"
Gordon was stunned. He blinked and pushed up his glasses, trying to find a trace of the psychedelic expressions caused by drug overdose on the faces of the two young men.
"Who brought the sand to the port?"
"We don't know, and according to the porters, the mountains appeared out of thin air. No one saw cars or boats transporting them."
"God, could it be again..." Gordon rubbed his temples with a headache.
Before he could finish his words, another female police officer rushed in, "Oh no, Chief, there is a fight between the mayor's men and a group of mysterious agents at the Prosperous Pier! There is a fierce exchange of fire now!"
"Agent? Which organization's agent dares to come to Gotham?!"
"Chief! Sheriff! Something big happened! Go and take a look. The men sent by the mayor were arrested by those agents!"
Gordon was so dizzy that he couldn't care about Bullock at all. He waved his hands to everyone and said, "Get ready for the car quickly and notify the police officers present to stop the agents, otherwise they will lose their lives!!!"
As Gordon put on his coat and walked away, he scolded: "What's wrong with that stupid woman Amanda? Doesn't she know that this will only lead to the death of her subordinates?!"
"boom!"
"Zila——"
The explosion was accompanied by a sharp brake sound. Gordon was jolted forward by the emergency brake. When he straightened up again, he only saw a bright current flying past the wires above his head.
"Stop! Electro!"
A figure rushed over, flying between the two buildings with great agility, jumping at least three meters in height.
But the next second, because the take-off angle was wrong, I tried to turn in the air, hit the curtain wall, and fell down along the curtain wall.
"Stop! Bruce Wayne, tell me where Peter Parker is, I'm not done with him!!!"
Immediately afterwards, another silver-white figure passed through the air, the muzzle of the gun was pointed forward and boom, boom, boom, sparks and lightning along the way.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A shining Stars and Stripes shield flew past the heads of Gordon's motorcade. A strong man in a shining uniform sprinted and jumped up, bouncing back and forth between the two buildings, and soon reached the top of the building.
.
"Stark, calm down! We have to talk. You bombed the Golden Gate Bridge and you must face legal justice!"
"Attention all units, attention to all units, intercept Iron Man and Captain America immediately! The director requires that the chaos on the streets be resolved within half an hour... Coulson, take your eyes back from Captain, get to work
!!!”
"Ta-ta-ta-ta..."
The tremor of the armed helicopter's rotor came from the side and front, and a team of armed helicopters with shield paint came out. A capable woman wearing an agent uniform with her hair tied back rested half of her body outside the helicopter cabin, holding a
The intercom shouted outside.
"I am Agent Hill. Attention ground troops, withdraw from the port immediately! Do your best to solve the trouble on the streets!"
Gordon's head followed the helicopter flying in the sky. Before he could turn back, he found that his car window was knocked.
"Hello, sir! Well, it's hard for me to explain to you, but can you give me a ride?! Someone was too anxious and left before the ingredients in the spider silk launcher were loaded. I have to send it to him!
"
Gordon rolled down the car window and found that the face of a young man appeared in front of him. He was not very handsome, but he looked very innocent. His clear eyes showed that he was not a Gotham native.
But he was very familiar with it. He opened the back seat door and got in. He pointed behind him and said, "Please help me catch up with the person running in front of me. Thank you!"
Gordon saw that the fallen lamp pole in front of him was blocking the road, and he would definitely be unable to get to the pier, so without much hesitation, he turned the car and drove in the direction of the group of monsters and monsters.
"It seems you know something, right? What's your name? Child."
"My name is Peter Parker, you can just call me Peter." Peter took a deep breath and said with a complicated expression.
"I do know a lot of things, but it's really hard for me to explain to you! Hurry up and catch up with him! Otherwise, this rookie will fall to his death!"