When Gordon arrived in Arkham, his heart froze.
All the prisoners escaped, and the guards in charge of guarding the prison could not see a single one, leaving only the mess in front of them.
He quickly led his subordinates to search Arkham, but only found a bunch of stump limbs whose identities could not be determined.
And the strange pools of flesh at the entrance of the prison were ignored by them subconsciously.
"You two, go and inform the mayor and several councilors about the situation here, and the others stay here to watch."
"I'm afraid we're in big trouble this time!"
Based on years of experience in handling cases, Gordon was keenly aware that the next target of the group of prisoners who escaped from the prison was likely to be an old friend of his.
Plus, the villain named Joker suddenly appeared a few days ago.
Gotham, the rain is coming!
Uneasy in his heart, Gordon separated from his subordinates, and immediately drove away from Arkham.
Half an hour later, he came to the roof at the top of a building, where an oversized spotlight was placed.
There is a black bat logo on the lampshade. When the spotlight is turned on, the shadow of the bat will be illuminated in the clouds at night.
Standing in front of the spotlight, Gordon pressed his chin, frowning and thinking about something.
Not long after, his old friend, and our great Batman, came to the rooftop for an appointment.
"What's the matter with you, Gordon?"
"If I remember correctly, you just came to me with your friend Harvey Dent not long ago."
"It seemed like a few hours ago."
Batman's processed voice is deep and strong, with a hint of harsh hoarseness.
Gordon heard the complaint in his old friend's tone and explained, "We're in big trouble, Batman."
"The prisoners in Arkham have all run away, and their next target is likely to be you!"
Unexpectedly, Batman was still calm after hearing the news, and said coldly, "Leave them to Harvey Dent."
"He needs these people to add to his fame."
Gordon was very dissatisfied with the superhero's attitude, and shouted at him, "Do you understand?"
"It's not one or two who escaped, it's all prisoners, nearly a thousand thugs with guns entered Gotham, do you know what that means!"
His hoarse roar did not make batman change his attitude. he still stood there like a stubborn rock, and said slowly, "I'm the only one, Gordon."
"Compared to the thousand criminals, the most urgent task is to go to the other side of the ocean to catch that person."
"Only in this way can we send those gangsters to prison."
"As for the escaped prisoners, if I can catch them once, I can catch them a second time!"
Gordon can understand the difficulties of his old friend. Batman is indeed the knight who guards Gotham, but he is just a stronger ordinary person, who can't do two things at the same time.
In the final analysis, it was he and the Gotham government above that were too incompetent to lead to today's results.
So, Gordon eased his emotions and sighed: "Listen, Harvey and I will try our best to control the situation these days. I hope you will come back as soon as you catch him."
"We need you, and Gotham needs you too."
Bruce, who was wearing a mask, nodded lightly: "Two days, I'll be back in two days."
"It's better." Gordon put his arms on his hips, looking at the rising sun and Gotham City in the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.
I don't know when Gotham will be able to have its sun.
After thinking about it, Gordon shook his head and laughed at himself.
And Batman had already left at this time. Gordon seemed to be used to this tricky batman and looked at the city he loved deeply.
Then he turned off the bat lights, turned around, and got off the rooftop.
...
Not far from this building, graves and his few followers were sitting in a 24-hour restaurant, eating breakfast.
He smoked a cigar, watched the bat lights at the top of the building turn off, and watched Gordon drive away.
Turning around, he let out a breath of smoke, and scolded angrily, "can you eat like a normal person, no one will rob you!"
they were startled by him, almost jumping up from the stool, and hurriedly slowed down the speed of eating.
There is no way, how can the food in prison be delicious, they haven't had a good meal for many years.
After a while, Roman patted the frightened fellow companion who had been hiccupping next to him, and said to his boss, "boss Graves, what should we do next."
graves recognized Roman, who was very discerning, the one who called Andy's name first.
So he tightened the tie on his chest and said slowly:
"Next, of course, the next step is to spend some money."
when he heard that he was going to make money, he became excited: "boss, where do we go to make money, a bank? Or a savings bank."
When the rest of them heard the conversation between the two, they also stopped eating and looked at graves.
"Where's Andy?" graves didn't answer in a hurry but instead asked.
"He's gone to the bathroom." Roman continued impatiently: "Boss, don't be rude, tell me now, everyone is waiting for you to do something big!"
The other nodded desperately.
" Okay "graves slowly took a cigar, and then took out the shotgun 'destiny'.
"Then let's start with this restaurant."
"Ah?" Roman questioned: "How much money can a broken restaurant have."
The rest of them agreed.
graves shoved bullets into the drum, and the crisp sound aroused the alert of the restaurant owner.
"If we don't rob this restaurant, what will we use to pay the bill for this meal."
All of them suddenly realize, they all raised their thumbs and praised their boss for being wise.
Immediately afterward, graves stood up suddenly, took up his destiny, shot in the sky, and roared to the surrounding:
"Everyone, don't move, this is a robbery!"
"Whoever dares to move will die!"
Five minutes later, when Andy came out of the bathroom, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.
The restaurant owner and waiter, plus a few customers, were shivering in a corner blocked by the grave's followers.
Roman was looking for banknotes from a pile of wallets on the table, and he seemed quite happy.
And graves sat opposite, with a hamburger in one hand, a cigar in the other, a shotgun beside him, and he enjoyed his meal.
Seeing Andy coming out, he immediately got up and threw away the burger, clapped the crumbs on his hands, and exclaimed, "Hey, Andy, you're finally out."
"We should go, wait for a while and the note will come."
Having said that, graves were put on the shoulder of the intelligence dealer, and took out of the restaurant.
After walking some distance, a siren was heard from the restaurant behind him. Gordon and several police officers surrounded the restaurant.