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Unconsciously, three days have passed, and the police in Gotham City really found the existence of bombs in hospitals, bridges and other places, and even found time bombs in the ship used by Gotham City to exchange supplies and transport personnel with the outside world.

And the clown has also evaporated in the past few days, and there is no other action.

In the Gotham Police Department, several small police officers are reporting to James Gordon about their work.

"The bomb on the bridge has been defused."

"Good job."

Gordon nodded, the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have become more pronounced and profound these days, and tiredness was written in his bloodshot eyes. Although the police successfully sabotaged the clown's plan, as long as the clown was not arrested for a day, They can't sleep well.

No one knows how the clown will return to the public eye.

"Director Gordon... Excuse me, how did you know the Joker would place bombs in those locations?"

asked a policeman, then leaned forward, his voice turning into a smile,

"Is it Batman?"

"No, it wasn't information from Batman this time."

Gordon said,

"But it's true that someone is helping us."

Gordon's voice was so loud that almost the entire police station could hear it.

"Who is that?"

"No comment."

Gordon shook his shoulders and spread his hands.

After the other subordinates left, Gordon returned to the office.

"Mr. Ye Du, he really predicted the clown's every move."

Gordon took off his glasses and gently rubbed his temples,

"Mr. Ye Du, what are you doing now?"

. . . . . .

Gotham City's largest nightclub.

The Gothic building smeared in thick creamy white; flashing neon lights with great elegance, a multi-colored cocktail, a white dove piercing the sky, the bartender swaying gently, sharply Suddenly breaking the cloud.

The splendid lights hit the crowd of people who were twisting their bodies. The mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. The music was turned to the maximum, almost deafening people's ears. Both men and women twisted their bodies frantically on the dance floor. Stepping on the dance steps to the rhythm of the music drums, the women dressed in cold clothes giggled and played among the men, using frivolous language to tease those of the opposite sex who could not control themselves.

In addition to the lights and excitement, a man in a white suit is sitting in the dark, his face is full of melancholy, his empty eyes are cast on the dance floor, and his thoughts have no idea where to fly. Around him, is Countless heavily armed bodyguards.

He is Maroney, one of Gotham City's biggest gang leaders.

The loud music made his thoughts go back and forth. He picked up the wine glass beside him and wanted to take a sip, but found that his hands were shaking violently.

"damn it!"

He cursed, then threw the glass on the ground and shattered it,

"Damn clown!"

Once, it was they who had to hire the Joker of unknown origin in order to deal with the two guys Batman and Harvey Dent - but the gang completely underestimated the power of the Joker, and other leaders who went against his ideas were killed, and Now I have to obey the clown's orders. Once the other party is unhappy, he may die unexpectedly, and many of his subordinates choose to rely on the clown.

The plan to kill Harvey Dent and Batman did not succeed. Although the Joker escaped from prison and his whereabouts are unknown, he has been secretly ordering Maroney or other gang members to carry out some strange tasks in various places. Bombs were planted - but the police also dismantled them like a prophet.

"How on earth did the police know? And the clown is definitely going to do more than just blow up a few hospital bridges."

Maroni stood up. Although he didn't know the Joker for a long time, he knew just by intuition that the Joker was definitely not someone who could only formulate a plan.

He must have bigger plans.

"Mr. Maroney."

At this time, a subordinate walked up to him,

"According to an informant at the police station, someone was secretly helping them, so the location of the bomb was exposed, and that person was not Batman."

"It's not Batman? Who is that? Check it out for me, be sure to find out!"

Maroney ordered angrily.

After his subordinates left, he fell into thinking again,

"The location of the bomb was arranged by the clown. This guy is a lunatic, and his thinking is not normal. How on earth can the guy who helped the police guess the clown's actions... There are traitors? No, It is impossible that someone dares to go against the idea of ​​the clown now. Could it be that there is an undercover agent? It is also impossible. I have planted moles everywhere in the police. If there is an undercover operation, I will definitely know about it. What is going on... …”

At this moment, Maroney heard a rustling sound, as if something was squirming.

"Hello, Mr. Maroney."

A completely unfamiliar voice sounded from behind Maroney, which shocked him, and the bodyguard beside him was in a hurry for a while, clumsily taking out his pistol.

Because a man suddenly appeared in front of them, they didn't see how the other party came here at all.

"My name is Ye Du, it's the first time we meet, please give me more advice."

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