I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 79

2021-10-02

Chapter 79 Old programmers eliminated by the times

Midnight, Midtown Manhattan Fashion District, Qiao Waffle high-end apartment .

In the parking lot, a Volvo slowly pours into its own parking space.

In the driver's seat, the tired man turned the steering wheel numbly, and said dryly to the phone: "Barbara, I've arrived at the parking lot, about 3 minutes later——fuck, You are—"

The door was slammed open, a shadow flashed into the co-pilot, and the police instinct made Gordon subconsciously grab the pistol at his waist.

"Don't get excited, it's me." The person tore off the hood, revealing a girl wearing a strange owl windproof glasses.

"Shit, I almost shot you!" Gordon cursed.

"Oh, it's alright. I met a friend halfway through, Barbara, you eat first, I guess it will take a while, it's okay, it's really okay, I wasn't kidnapped, OK, see you later."

Seeing him hang up, Harry looked at him and said, "You have bloodshot eyes, sallow skin, heavy eyeshadow, and haven't had a good rest in the past few days?"

"You What are you doing?" Gordon didn't want to answer her question.

“What do you think?”

Gordon pressed his forehead against the steering wheel, was silent for a long time, and sighed, “I don’t understand why the Director and the Prosecutor’s Office are targeting you.

As soon as the 12.3 task force was established, I took people to the St. John's Monastery.

I had recorded a statement that day, which was completely contrary to what was reported in the news now.

I used some tricks, the children told me the truth, and I gave assurances - things will be over soon and they won't be retaliation.

According to normal procedures, get what I provide After the evidence, the District Attorney can issue an arrest warrant, and then enter the trial process of the Crusaders.

But Chief Luo took the videos, and Justice Green refused to sign it, only saying that you should come to the police station yourself. Report the case, then file and sue to the court."

Harry asked calmly: "Do you think I should show up?"

"This" Gordon Looking hesitant, "I swear to keep your life safe if you want."

"Are you sure you can keep me safe?" Harry asked again.

This time, Gordon shook his head honestly.

His expression was painful, his eyes were full of unwillingness and self-reproach, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You know, several congressmen died during this time.

Just four days ago, The police guessed that Congressman Madison would be the next target.

The guards I personally arranged for him, nine elite agents, in groups of three, took turns to stand guard for him in three shifts.

And just this afternoon, Congressman Madison's door was empty, and he was found dead in the bathroom.

The detective who was supposed to protect him, holding a milkshake, talking and laughing, Go back to the police station as if you have nothing to do."

"You really have no time to spare." Harry sneered.

"What?"

Gordon was stunned.

Shouldn't she comfort him a few words and then scold gcpd for being corrupt and incompetent?

"You should have been focusing on my case. Didn't you watch the news in the past few days? The church is on a counterattack." Harley said indifferently.

"Harry, at least you're still alive. Members of Congress are human too, and their lives are being threatened. Prioritize things!" Gordon sighed.

"But you're getting nothing right now," Harry said bluntly.

"I" Gordon held head, every word overflowing with deep pain.

"I've been working hard, I've got to work harder."

Harry fully believed that he wasn't slacking off and that he would work harder, but she was really disappointed in him.

With the mature Batman, the Crusaders have long been brought to justice, at least the evidence is conclusive, and it is impossible to just and honorable to fight the public opinion war.

"With Harvey Dent going against the water, what do you think is the next step?" she asked.

Gordon had thought about this for a long time, and immediately said: "The best way is to get the audio of the call that Harvey recorded, and I will meet Harvey in the morning.

Even if The audio has been destroyed, at least to make Harvey a witness."

Harry shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Harvey can't be counted on. The Crusaders are willing to let him out, don't they have the slightest defense?

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I suspect that Harvey is brainwashed and brainwashed, just like Kubchak's A Clockwork Orange."

Gordon said: "I thought about that too, so I Got an appointment with Gotham's best psychiatrist, Hugo Strange Academician (future attending Arkham physician).

Whatever the Crusaders did to Harvey, it was impossible to limit his Freedom."

This Gordon isn't useless either.

Harry calmed down a bit and asked again, "What if Harvey Dante doesn't work out this way?"

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Although he has no hope for Gordon's efforts at all, at least he can help her to delay for a while, or, slightly improve the public opinion environment?

To really solve the enemy, she has to rely on herself!

"Then work on the faculty at the St. John's monastery, who may not know how much the Crusaders are secretive, but they must know what happened on the night of December 3rd.

More than a dozen faculty members, whether persuasion or coercion, can always pry something out." Gordon said solemnly.

This Gordon is not the head of Yumu Geta, and he knows how to coerce and lure.

Harry was quite satisfied with his awakening and asked, "Apart from this, is there any other plan?"

"Of course!" Gordon was also interested, "The monastery isn't just your group of orphans. How many girls has Hercules Doug raped over the years?

Some of them are adults, some are adopted, but all are on the record.

I've got some of their information in the Children's Care Center's archives, and I'll visit when I have time."

"Good!" Hallie gave a thumbs up and liked said a word to him.

Gordon's work efficiency is a bit poor, but his brain and personality are not bad.

It's a pity that if he has the power to match his ideals, Bacheng doesn't have to assist Bruce, he can become Batman himself.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" At this moment, a blond woman with hands on her hips and a thin face appeared in front of the car window.

The square face is common among Europeans and Americans, but it is not too big. With delicate three-dimensional facial features and fair and tender skin, she is an 80% beauty.

"Barbara, why are you here?" Gordon rolled down the window and asked in surprise.

"It's almost thirty minutes, can I be in a hurry?" Barbara looked at Halle warily when she said this.

"Hi, Sister Ba, we talked on the phone before, Halle, remember?" Halle greeted her with a smile.

"So it's you." Barbara looked around with some horror. "The Crusaders are looking for you everywhere. They're terrible. Don't implicate Jim again."

"Don't say this, I'm a police officer, and it's my responsibility to protect the safety of every citizen," Gordon said solemnly.

"But." Glancing at Harry, Barbara turned her head in anger.

"Let's be here today, bye."

Harry waved his hand like a shadow, quickly disappearing into the dim basement parking lot.

The chat with Gordon was satisfactory, but Harley didn't put all her hopes on him.

On the contrary, she has prepared for the worst and prepared for it, such as working hard to upgrade, for example, upgrading equipment.

At least she now has the money to get a better set of bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets, bulletproof boots, and bulletproof masks.

"Hey Richie, it's almost the weekend, can you come over to Gotham? The glasses need to be ready as soon as possible, not sure when."

She has Richie's phone.

"Gotham. I'm a little scared. Your side is so messy. Most recently, the councillors died every day. God, the biggest official I've ever seen in my life is also the county councillor's secretary."

Although Harley is not a native of Gotham, she is a little embarrassed at this time.

"Don't worry, this is Falcone and Maroney fighting for the right to develop Arkham, and it has nothing to do with us ordinary people." She was comforted.

Rich said shrewdly: "The two black states are vying for territory, so only the parliamentarians will die, and there will be no large-scale gang fights?

Diana, don't make fun of me, I I'm thirty-two this year, I'm an adult, and I've seen a lot of black state movies, fighting on the top, but only more chaos on the bottom."

Harry said directly: "Don't talk nonsense, there are millions of people in Gotham. , don't you all live well?

Reimburse the ticket and invite you to Happy, the most extravagant nightclub in Gotham, will you come?"

"Okay."

Two days later, at the intersection of Bali Street, a taxi stopped by the street, and Harley, who was wearing a nun's uniform, first lay on the driver's window and handed a fifty-dollar knife over, before smiling and meeting the two who got out of the car. People greeted: "Wow, you're Richie, you're Gary, right?"

Not only the Quantum Mage came, but also the musician wizard.

Rich is a bearded man with glasses, simple clothes and relatively simple temperament. At first glance, he can tell that he is a research house.

Gary has long hair, beardless white face and rhinestone stud earrings. He is very non-mainstream and a musician.

"God, Diana, you're so young, even if you say you're naturally tender, I don't believe you're only 21!" Gary marveled around Harry.

Rich is very good at talking on the Internet, but the daoist is very shy when he meets him, and only smirks when he sees Harry.

"Let's go, go to my house, I've ordered pizza and drinks."

After visiting Harry's chapel for a while, the three returned to their apartment.

Gary filled his stomach and went to rest in his guest room, where he was going to spend the night at "Gotham's most luxurious nightclub" tonight.

Rich was coming to Devil's Horn to take a closer look and start working immediately.

He, unlike Gary, has a serious job and normally only has weekends if he doesn't have holidays.

"I can buy this kind of technology, no matter the hardware or the application system, at least 20 years beyond the real technology! Where did you get these owl glasses?"

personally tested Behind the glasses, Richie flushed with excitement.

"I have a friend who works in the FBI and she gave it to me, but I doubt she could spy on me through her glasses," Halle said.

Ritchie said without the slightest hesitation, "No doubt, as long as you have an internet connection, or a Wi-Fi connection, these glasses can monitor you."

"Why?" Harry strangely said.

Ricky has now connected the computer to the glasses with a data cable.

He brought a computer for hackers.

"Look, this is the instruction to transmit data out!"

He pointed to the code on the screen and explained: "The creator of this glasses did not hide his thoughts at all, All kinds of hidden instructions are exposed in the background.

Maybe he is not trying to spy on you.

This glasses should be connected to another powerful processor, and the data exchange is The purpose at the beginning of the design."

Harry understands that, just like the future Xiaomi smart home, the owl glasses and Ye Xiao's other devices share a common system.

"Can you do it?" Harry asked.

Rich looked at the code on the screen with a strange expression, "It shouldn't be, is it a Trojan horse, hiding the core code?"

"What's wrong? ?" Harry asked nervously.

Ricky tapped the keyboard for a while with both hands madly, before muttered: "The technology content and design concept are so advanced, why is the operating system so rudimentary?"

"Simple?"

"The application is very brilliant, which means that the other party's expertise is very broad and powerful. But the system's firewall is too outdated and too rigid.

He may be all-rounder, but Not very good at programming, at least not up to date."

Ritchie turned to Harry with a strange glow of excitement in his eyes.

"Maybe, we can monitor each other in reverse, connect or even hack its master computer through owl glasses."

"You're not kidding, can it be that simple?" Harry doubted.

"I find it unbelievable, but it's the truth. I'm guessing this system was written by an 80-year-old antique whose ideas and technology are still several decades ago."

Now Harry is a little convinced.

Because the operating system of the glasses must have been written by Daniel himself, and he is indeed an antique.

More importantly, Daniel retired several decades early, and without the life-and-death crisis in battle, there is no need to make a powerful operating system.

The owl airship is his exclusive weapon, and it is more impossible to hand over the driver to outsiders.

Wait!

Black into the control center of the glasses, isn't it Ye Xiao's airship?

Harry was excited.

(end of this chapter)