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Joseph entered the chemical factory, completely unaware that a man with a red hood behind him was already staring at him.

Chapter 21 Three people talk

A few days later, news of Falcone's assassination by Batman died down.

A reporter who once secretly filmed and published news was shot [-] times in the back, but was deemed a suicide by the Gotham Police Department.

Bruce Wayne is still lingering in the bed of Gotham celebrities every day, while Batman is dispatched every night as usual.

Under the pressure of Falcone, Luo Fu gave the hapless Vice-Captain Gordon a death order.

"Anyway, get me that damn Batman!"

Gordon's been under a lot of pressure lately, and sometimes he thinks even being a waiter is a hundred times better than working at the Gotham Police Department.

Whether it is the corrupt and radical style of his colleagues or the grievances of being excluded, he is very tormented.

But for the sake of his wife Barbara and the upcoming child, he can only continue this job, after all, the income of the waiter is much less than that of the deputy captain of the police station.

The overcast sky of Naihe Island is thicker than the rest of Gotham, and the city in the shadow is full of filth and decay.

Gordon came to the Depp Antique Store with a depressed mood.

Pushing the door and entering, Gordon saw a robber with black stockings on his head pointing a knife at Depp.

Gordon raised his pistol and yelled, "GCPD! You're under arrest!"

Cuffing the robber's hands, Gordon made him crouch aside and said, "Fortunately, I came in time, man."

Under the front desk that Gordon didn't see, the blue electric light condensed in Depp's hand slowly dissipated.

"I'm so lucky, why do you have time to come to me today?" Depp asked.

Depp and Gordon have become friends during this time.

Depp still has a good impression of the clear stream and future chief of the Gotham Police Department.

Gordon said with a melancholy face: "You know, things have been going bad for me recently, so I thought about coming to you to see if there are any gadgets that can be transported."

"Who knew that I saw you being robbed when I first came. Maybe my bad luck infected you."

Depp poured Gordon a cup of coffee and said, "Don't blame yourself too much, Gotham is coming from this hell, it's not bad to live in peace."

"You're right, this ghost place is really not for people, but there's no way. I still have Barbara and the soon-to-be-born little James to support."

Depp said helplessly: "Sure enough, is marriage a man's grave?"

"Oh right, you're here to buy a transport charm."

Depp rummaged through the front desk cabinet and threw a metal amulet with an unknown spell on it to Gordon.

"Take this, maybe it will give you better luck."

Gordon took the amulet in his hand and looked at it carefully, and asked, "What kind of amulet is this, and what is your explanation?"

Depp said: "It's just a factory product made in batches, but after my personal blessing and blessing, I will charge you a cost price of one dollar."

"Hope it works." Gordon put a dollar on the table and took a sip of his coffee.

The coffee is mellow and rich, smooth and smooth, and a faint sweetness emanates from the base of the tongue after a careful taste.

This is the best coffee ever, and it's countless times better than your cheap instant coffee!

Gordon didn't expect that Depp can always give people a different surprise when he can drink such delicious coffee in the Gotham slum area of ​​Naihe Island.

Unlike Gordon, Depp wasn't used to this stuff and couldn't taste anything special, so he opened the thermos and took a sip of hot water.

At the same time, the door of the store opened, and another customer came in.

"Hello boss," Bruce Wayne said.

"Hello, Master Bruce, do you need anything?" Depp added: "Once the store sells it, it will not be returned."

Bruce smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't come to return the porcelain bottle, I just happened to pass by to see an old friend."

Fuck your mother and be an old friend, that's not what you said the other night. . .

Depp took out another amulet and handed it to Bruce: "As a VIP customer of our store, I will give you a free transfer amulet."

Bruce took the talisman, looked at James Gordon, and asked knowingly, "Who is this?"

"This is the deputy captain of the Gotham Police Department, James Gordon." Depp introduced: "This is the heir to Wayne Enterprises, Master Bruce Wayne."

Gordon got up and shook hands with Bruce: "Hello, Mr. Bruce."

Gordon, the famous first son of Gotham, has long heard of it in various lace news, but even if he knows the identity of the other party, he is still neither humble nor arrogant.

Gordon is such an overly upright guy with his own pride.

"It turns out that you are Detective Gordon." Bruce shook hands and said, "I have long admired your name, I have long heard that you are the only conscience of the Gotham Police Department, but I didn't expect to see you today."

Gordon smiled bitterly and said, "The only conscience of the Gotham Police Department is that of a pitiful outcast."

"Stop talking about those unpleasant things." Depp tried to change the subject and said: "Did you see the news of Falcone's assassination before?"

"Batman?" Bruce asked, a hint of pride in his brow.

"That's right, the vigilante Batman. It is said that because of his appearance, the crime rate in Gotham has dropped during this time."

Gordon smashed the front desk when he heard the words, and said depressedly: "Don't mention it, President Luo gave me a new task last night, and let me catch Batman no matter what method I use."

Depp said in a sympathetic tone: "That guy is elusive, but it's not easy to catch. Besides, he didn't do anything bad."

Actually Batman is with you, and he already knows you want to catch him. . .

"So Detective Gordon, what do you think of Batman?" Bruce asked.

Gordon thought for a while, sighed and said, "To be honest, I don't want to arrest him. Gotham is so rotten now, especially those bastards in the police station. Although this should not be said by a police officer, but I Sometimes I feel like Batman makes Gotham a little better."

Hearing this, Bruce showed a faint smile: "What about you? Manager Depp, do you think the city needs Batman?"

Sure enough, it's a young Bruce, still in a period where he needs to find a sense of identity.

"This city really needs Batman, but..." Depp changed his words: "It needs you more, Master Bruce."

"Need me more?" Bruce asked suspiciously.

Depp nodded, handed the steaming coffee to Bruce, and said: "Batman may make the crime rate in this city lower, but to make this city better requires more, such as infrastructure development, increased Jobs and people's income and various charities, etc., to improve people's livelihood."

"It all requires enormous financial and material resources, and you, Master Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham City, only you can do it all."

"And the question is, do you want to?"

Chapter 22 The Night of the Clown's Resurrection

The dark clouds in the sky are thicker than every day before, and even sporadic sunlight cannot penetrate it. It seems that something major is going to happen in Gotham today.

In a dilapidated slum apartment on Naihe Island, Joseph turned around and closed the door, and said to the people in the corridor, "I... I said, I'm going to quit, I'm quitting."

In front of him are three guys with red hoods.

Hearing the words, the leader took a swipe at the cigarette in his hand and said, "Are you watching a joke, Joseph, playing our Red Hood Gang as monkeys?"

"I didn't, I...I just..."

Joseph didn't dare to say that he already had 5 yuan, and he didn't need to cooperate with them anymore, otherwise these guys would definitely steal his money by the way.

He is an engineer in a chemical plant. Before meeting Depp, he was targeted by the Red Hood Gang because of his poverty.

These people asked him to open the door of the chemical factory for himself at night and lead the way, so as to steal the most valuable raw materials, and promised to give Joseph five thousand dollars in hard work when it was done.

But when Joseph decided to sell his wedding ring, he already told these guys that he didn't want to cooperate with them and do illegal things.

However, these guys still found him today.

"Don't talk too much about Joseph, we will act as usual tonight, don't tell me you won't come." The red hood headed over Joseph and looked at the closed door: "You don't want your wife and her belly What happened to your child?"

Hearing this, a murderous look flashed in Joseph's eyes: "Stay away from them, you bastard!"

Hearing the words, the red hood punched Joseph in the stomach and said, "Haha, that's the momentum, Joseph, we'll see you tonight."

Seeing Joseph curled up on the ground because of the severe pain, the Red Hoods laughed and left the apartment. They knew that Joseph, the softie, was most concerned about his wife, so he would definitely come at night.

After 10 minutes, Joseph stood up again holding his stomach, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and opened the door to go home.

"What's the matter, dear, who are they?"

Joseph's wife asked with concern. She could keenly detect that those guys were menacing, and when they knocked on the door very hard, it was definitely not a good thing.

Joseph sat beside the bed, stroked his wife's hair lightly, and said, "It's just some friends. I want to ask if the factory is still hiring."

The woman enjoyed Joseph's touch very much, squinted and said, "Those guys don't seem to get along well, I think you should consider them as appropriate, and then recommend them to your boss."

Joseph hummed and said, "I will, their temper is really not good."

With a beep, the electric kettle on the side of the table boiled.

The overflowing hot water churns and splashes on the table.

Joseph picked up the old electric kettle, poured half a cup of hot water into the cup, and after blowing it warm, took out the medicine his wife needed from the drawer.

"Honey, it's time for you to take your medicine."

"OK, dear."

After these few days of conditioning, my wife's body recovered quickly, her complexion was much better, and she was able to walk on the ground.

But Joseph still gave all the work to himself, and he was reluctant to let his wife suffer.

After feeding his wife the medicine, he opened the bottom drawer of the bedside table.

Several metal tubes filled with unknown gases lay quietly in the drawer. Joseph held one of them in his hand, and after hesitating, put it back again.

"Honey, what's that?" asked the wife, who had never seen the thing.

"It's just an experimental sample from the factory, nothing special," Joseph said.

He lied, this is not an experimental sample from the factory, but his own. ． ． ． ． ．

The woman stroked Joseph's messy hair and said gently, "Honey, you should smile more, don't always frown."

At night, Joseph went out with a black umbrella.