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Chapter 49 Kidnapping Martha

Chapter 49 Kidnapping Martha
Occasionally, Harley can't stand the huge gap in life, she's crazy.

Selena was worried and thought carefully about how to bring her new friend back from the brink of madness.

"Look!" She had an idea, took out a Rolex, shook it in front of Harry, and said excitedly: "Last night, I was lucky, I met a Wall Street bigwig who just came out of a nightclub, holding a street light pole. , almost spit out my stomach.

I gave him a hand and got my own reward by the way.

I checked, and the specialty store is asking $15. If I get rich, maybe I can exchange it for $[-].

God, let's go shopping in Times Square, Chanel has a few new winter coats and boots, very beautiful. "

According to Selena's own thoughts, the best way to heal her mood is to go shopping in a shopping mall.

Harley, who was originally absent-minded, suddenly sat up straight and said seriously, "How much can you sell for a 15 Rolex?"

"Three to five thousand, but I can convince Musk that, as a regular customer, he should give the best price." Selena said confidently.

"Maski is your boss on the road, right?" Harry asked.

"It's not a boss, I haven't joined Sister Yu's family, do you still remember Sister Yu?"

"The 'Duchess' under the 'Emperor Hey Dao' Falcone." Harry stared at Selena's eyes, "You know about my father's case, right?"

Selena said with a complicated expression, "I was there the night the Wayne couple was killed."

"Are you there?" Harry was stunned.

"Well, I was sitting on the fire ladder and happened to meet. But I didn't dare to tell others that the Wayne couple was too important in Gotham, and I was afraid of getting into unbearable trouble." Selena whispered.

Halle nodded and continued: "According to the police, my dad stole Thomas Wayne's watch originally worth $150 million, Martha's pearl necklace worth $5, and a diamond ring worth $500 million. , what's wrong with them, taking such a large sum of money to go down the dark alleys, do they really think they are the king of Gotham who can control everything?"

Cursing in a low voice, she asked again, "How much can I sell these stolen goods to Muskie?"

Selena sighed softly and said, "Harry, you have to accept the reality, Thomas's watch is a limited edition, and unlike this Rolex, it should be discounted by 15.

Muskie sells it himself, maybe even more than the original price.

Ordinary diamonds are worthless, often not even 5% of their original price on the black market.

But Martha Wayne's ring is also extraordinary. The pink star was passed down from Queen Isabel in the 19th century.Even if everyone knows it is stolen goods, it can be discounted to 20.

So, you can't overturn your father's verdict on the amount of robbery. "

Harry sneered again and again, "It's just a coincidence, my father paid off the 30 usury loan, and there is still more than 3 US dollars in cash hidden at home, which coincides with the data provided by your expert."

"What's wrong?" Selena heard something different.

"Unfortunately, my dad is not a loner at all, he will never get all the stolen money!" A murderous intent appeared in Harry's eyes.

If Andy committed suicide, then she would have nothing to say. If she made a mistake, she had to admit punishment, and if she was beaten, she had to stand firm.

But if.
Anyway, she has become a wanted criminal, and she has been targeted by the Gotham Police Department and the gangsters behind the scenes by the heaven department like the Crusaders of the Holy Land.

"What do you mean?" Selena also became serious.

"My dad is a gang committing the crime, there are at least three people."

"Three people are not necessary. To kill Wayne and his wife, only one person and one gun is enough." Selena wondered.

"Hmph, unless it's a totally unexpected impulsive crime - the criminals are short of money and they happen to meet them. Otherwise, there is absolutely no way to murder the Wayne and his wife alone," Harry affirmed.

"Why?" Selena was at a loss. "I saw it with my own eyes. It was a masked person at the time."

"That's right, only one shot. What about the information before the shooting? Even the detective of the major crime team suspected that it was me, and told Andy the news of the Wayne couple watching magic on Friday.

But I know, I don't.

I thought before that someone else was following Wayne for a long time, and my dad just happened to be short of money and they were dragged in, now it seems."

"The Wayne couple has committed a big thing, threatening the interests of some people." Harry said coldly.

"Are you sure your father has a gang?" Selena said solemnly.

Harry nodded and said, "Now I can't handle the matter myself. I have to find a helper, a police officer who is honest, tough and strong."

"Dream, this is Gotham, police like that only exist in police brochures." Selena sneered.

"You forgot Jim Gordon?"

Harvey Dent was dealt with by the church or other forces, and Jim Gordon went to get off work as usual.

It wasn't that Gordon betrayed Harry in exchange for his own safety.

In fact, the police and the church had jointly put pressure on him to trick him into tricking Harley into the siege.

Gordon pretended to agree, but after talking to Harley on the phone, he immediately blew himself up, allowing Harley to escape the tragic fate of being located and surrounded.

The Holy Land Crusaders didn't move him, except that he was a policeman and couldn't kill a policeman in front of the policeman, and there was another reason: Gordon was not an ordinary person.

First of all, his dead father was a famous prosecutor in Gotham, the kind that even Falcone respects; secondly, he himself has a deep military background - retired from a secret special forces organization.

He has connections and backgrounds, and his own abilities are still excellent.

A proper character template of the urban special forces king.

Too bad he got the Gotham script by mistake.

"Gotham shouldn't be like this." In a high-end apartment on Manhattan's Upper East Side, Jim Gordon was drinking heavily, his eyes blurred, and his body stinks.

"Sorry, Jim, it's all because of me," the blond woman said frustratedly.

"No, Barbara, it has nothing to do with you." Gordon hurriedly sat up, took his girlfriend's hand, and said bitterly, "You are the most innocent. I dragged you into—"

"Ding bell bell!" The phone rang suddenly, interrupting the tiredness of the two.

"Hey, this is Barbara Keene." Blonde Barbara went to answer the phone.

After two sentences, Barbara handed the phone to her boyfriend, "I'm looking for you, a girl."

"Girl?" Gordon was a little puzzled.

"It's me, Harley," Harley said directly, "I 'picked up' a cell phone on the street, and it keeps moving. Are you still being watched?"

"Ah, Harry, are you alright? I'm not sure the phone is not being monitored, but the information technology of the Crusaders of the Holy Land is very advanced, so you can make a long story short." The decadence on Gordon's face disappeared, and he became alert again. calm.

"My father is the scapegoat."

"This" Gordon was a little confused, he thought it was a matter of the monastery.

"The evidence is conclusive, and he himself pleaded guilty." He said helplessly.

"So, have you identified his accomplices?" Harry sneered.

"He has an accomplice? There is only one murderer of the Wayne couple." Gordon frowned.

"On Friday night, Wayne and his wife were killed, and Andy paid off the debt on Saturday, and I went home that day. If you were me, what would you think if you found out that your good-for-nothing dad got $30 in a short time?"

Gordon swallowed, "Did you know he killed the Wayne couple?"

"Shit, what's your brain circuit?" Harley scolded and said bluntly: "Anyone with a normal brain knows that he has committed a crime, right?
I'm sane, I'm angry.

You can ask Will Director at Bank Negara, on Friday, I almost succeeded in applying for the Big Bank job.

At that time, Director Will promised me that whether or not I was elected in the end, he would use his own identity as a guarantee for me to get the loan from the bank to pay off all the loan sharks. "

Gordon's expression became serious: "So, you were very angry, you had a big fight, and he revealed some details of the crime? He revealed to you at the time that he had an accomplice?"

"Well, you're not too stupid."

"How many accomplices does he have?" Gordon said solemnly.

"Have you found Andy's mobile phone, the Nokia candy bar you often use?"

"Of course, that is one of the important evidences, and it is still kept in the evidence room, but there is no useful information in it." Gordon said.

Harry smiled oddly and said, "On Friday, Andy committed another major case, and his mobile phone was kept under unified custody. You know, the plot often appears in movies."

"Shit, he has at least two other gangs! The money on Wayne and his wife is not enough at all." Gordon stood up suddenly, his expression a little distorted, "I'm going to find that Lokia, there must be information about his accomplices in it. !

Halle, there are police chiefs and some city councillors behind the Crusaders, and I'm helpless.But in your father's case, I will definitely give him justice, I promise! "

"Looking forward to seeing this news on TV." With that, Harley threw her phone into a passing van.

"Gordon, are you going out now?" Barbara asked worriedly.

"You can rest assured, Xiaoba, it has nothing to do with the church, I'll be fine, and you won't be frightened like that again, I promise!" Gordon stroked his girlfriend's face with a look as hard as granite.

Almost as Gordon left the apartment, a secret office in Gotham Cathedral.

"Hey, Fernando? I'm Robbie, and I've caught the news about Harley Quinn. She just called Jim Gordon and tracked it down. She's still in Gotham."

Fernando on the other end of the phone frowned, "Have you found her?"

"I've already sent someone to chase her, but I don't have much hope. She's not stupid."

Fernando was silent.

"It seems that we guessed wrong before. She and Clark Kent didn't go back to Smallwell, so you're going to go for nothing." Robbie said again.

"I've asked, and Clark is not in Smallwell, he's been out of town for a while.

But we didn't do any useless work, I'm right outside the Kent farm, and I can even see Martha Kent feeding the cows.

As long as I take her down, I'm sure Clark will show up. "Fernando said to himself.

"Aren't you in trouble?" Robbie wondered.

He had thought that the FBI would focus on the Kents, after all, Clark's personal information seemed to have been tampered with by them.

"No trouble, Smallville is as drab and underpopulated as any other small town in America.

Even without the help of several other flame paladins, I was able to kidnap Martha in 3 minutes without anyone noticing. "Fernando smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)

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