Chapter 3: Silver bracelets at the beginning
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Batman grabbed the wooden sword before it him.
Batman took two steps back and took off the batarang from his belt: "Calm down, I'm not the enemy."
The bat's actions are always faster than his words, and before he can speak, he has thrown a Batarang filled with tranquilizer.
Under the urging of "instinct", Dean exploded with unprecedented hand speed. Hoshikudaki flew, the batarang exploded and sprayed out a cloud of mist. It was an atomized anesthetic. An ordinary person would lose consciousness within three seconds after inhaling it.
Dean rushed through the fog. He was in a hurry, but he still maintained his rationality. It was not easy to catch the things thrown by Batman. He was ready to hold his breath before swinging the sword.
When Batman saw that the anesthesia didn't work, he was about to use physical anesthesia, but Dean quickly passed him and rushed into a small cubicle not far away.
"Huh?"
Batman glanced at the cubicle and fell silent. He finally understood why Dean was so awkward when he moved.
"Alfred" Batman turned on the communicator built into his hood.
"Yes, Master Bruce, I'm here."
"Activate the Bat-submarine stationed in Gotham Harbor and prepare interrogation tools. You know what I need."
"Okay, Master."
Alfred cleaned the Batmobile unhurriedly: "Also, let me say one more thing, there is a shareholders' meeting at nine o'clock in the morning that you need to be present to chair."
"5 hours, plenty of preparation time, and the improvement of the anesthetic spray has been written into the plan. I need it to take effect when came contact with a skin."
Batman launches the grappling hook back to the platform, and the Penguin who was supposed to be lying on it disappears.
Pressing his right hand on the ground, Batman looked around: "It seems there is no need to prepare interrogation tools."
Batman was very confident in the effectiveness of his physical anesthesia. The Penguin would definitely not be able to wake up in such a short time. Someone rescued him.
At this time, the gunshots below were getting weaker and weaker, and the firefight was subsiding. Gordon would soon lead a team to clear the scene. Batman knew that he had to hurry up and exit.
As for the young man, Batman wasn't going to get involved, he believed Gordon would handle it.
The surrounding Penguin gang members were wiped out. Gordon took the lead and rushed in with the commandos. He saw gangsters who had been knocked unconscious everywhere.
Was it him again, but Gordon didn't see that familiar figure and had already left?
"Work in pairs, one person is responsible for handcuffing these guys, and the other person aims the gun at the head. Some of them may pretend to faint."
After Gordon gave the order, there was a sound of water flushing from the building next to him.
There are people!
Several police officers loaded their bullets and under Gordon's command, they surrounded the toilet.
After clearing the memory, Dean walked out of the toilet with a refreshed face, and the dark muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.
"Stop, don't move!"
Did Dean dare to move? Of course he didn't dare to move. He opened his palms to indicate that he was not carrying any weapons.
"Sir, I'm one of you"
One of our own? The police officers looked at Gordon in confusion. Could it be that he was the director's informant, and he was so young.
Gordon knew what his informant looked like. He was more gangster than a gangster. Dean was a handsome college student who had never been out of the ivory tower. He wanted to be as conspicuous as possible when he joined the gang.
But he seemed to have seen this face somewhere before. Gordon fell into deep thought, and soon he recalled that a document was sent from Central City two days ago, saying that a young man was going to be transferred to the Gotham Police Department.
Gordon was impressed because there were very few outside police officers and his staff were almost… no, all Gotham locals.
"Are you Dean, a trainee police officer from Central City?"
Dean was very happy that the director remembered him and saved him the trouble of self-identification: "Director, please correct me. I have been promoted to a regular employee. I am already your subordinate in terms of procedures."
However, even after hearing Gordon admit that Dean was his colleague, the other Gotham police officers still did not remove their guns. They had already suffered a loss.
Gordon looked at this strange young man: "Let's wait until you go back and explain it clearly."
Click, Dean received a free silver bracelet within an hour of arriving in Gotham.
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The Gotham Police Department is an important place. It represents justice, but the justice of Gotham never lies with the police.
The Gotham Police Department serves as a transfer station for all kinds of super-powered criminals and is very experienced in imprisoning them. Dean's hands were locked at a strange angle, which made it difficult for him to exert force.
But it generally doesn't work. The police station is still like a public toilet, where superheroes and super criminals can come and leave whenever they want.
Dean secretly clenched his fists. Now that he is here, this must change in the future. The symbol of Gotham's fear should not be only bats.
The door to the interrogation room opened and a black police officer walked in with documents.
"I'm Kevin, you can call me Officer Kevin."
Dean nodded obediently: "Hello, Officer Kevin."
"How is it, your first impression of the Gotham Police Department." Kevin did not immediately start interrogating Dean, but talked to him very familiarly.
"Frankly speaking, it's amazing. I heard that the situation in Gotham is complicated and gangs are rampant. I imagined seeing the police station being besieged by gangs as soon as I arrived, but I never thought it would be in this way. Seeing this is kinda...… handcuffs."
Dean raised his handcuffs.
"Hahaha, indeed, you are the first one to report in with handcuffs, but there are many people who leave in this way."
Kevin roughly flipped through the information: "Chief Gordon asked me to be responsible for your registration, but only if you can explain clearly why you appeared at the arms smuggling scene."
He closed the document: "I guess you don't want to say that this is all a coincidence."
Dean answered honestly: "There is an element of coincidence, but the subsequent actions are all my subjective actions."
Dean recounted what happened. His suitcase was still in the evidence room and had been opened. There were some changes of clothes and ID documents inside, which could be used as evidence.
"According to what you said, you had the opportunity to leave at first, but you stayed."
Dean spoke softly: "Officer Kevin, have you been to Central City?"
"Been there, it's a beautiful city, it's like paradise compared to the cesspool of Gotham."
As a black man, Kevin has a deep understanding of the chaos in Gotham. If it were not for the guidance of Chief Gordon, he would still be squatting at the door of the Iceberg Restaurant selling contraband.
"That's right. The reason why I left Central City is because Central City is too peaceful. There will be no change without me, but Gotham is different.
Gotham is trapped in the chaos of crime. I wanted to pull her out of the chaos, push away the gloom hanging above, and put a smile on the faces of the residents of Gotham. But as soon as I arrived, I saw someone smuggling arms. How could I sit back and do nothing! "
Dean attributes his motivation to his passion for justice, which is consistent with the image of a "passionate young man" he has always created. Dean is passionate about public welfare in his spare time and is always at the forefront when taking action. The Central City Police Department is behind him The materials are also full of praise.
Anyway, Dean just said this, and even if they knew it was a scene, others would not be able to find fault.
Kevin and Dean looked at each other, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "That's very well said. I appreciate your attitude and hope you can keep it up."
Soon someone came over and unlocked Dean's handcuffs. Kevin brought a document to Dean. After filling it out, the registration was completed.
"Welcome to join, Dean."
Kevin held Dean's hand firmly: "I'll take you to get your clothes and guns."
Dean followed Kevin and left. Gordon, who was standing behind the one-way glass, listened to the whole process, holding a summary of the results of tonight's operation in his hand.
A total of thirty-seven people were arrested in this operation, six police officers were injured, and eight criminals were confirmed dead on the spot. Several firearms, ten rocket launchers, and five boxes of grenades were confiscated…
Because Dean interfered with the Penguin Gang from behind to get more weapons, the Gotham police suffered no major casualties.
At this time, the members of the Penguin Gang who were knocked down by Dean had already woken up and were waiting for interrogation. It turned out that Dean had held back his hands throughout the whole process, and they could not even feel any injuries on their bodies.
"He lied."
Batman walked out of the shadows, and even though Gordon was used to the way he appeared, his heart stopped for a moment.
"Which part are you referring to?"
Batman stood next to Gordon: "I can't see the desire for justice in his eyes, but the information accurately describes that he is keen on fighting crime. Maybe he is just enjoying the legal rights of the police to use violence."
Gordon breathed a sigh of relief: "This is better than I imagined. It doesn't matter if he doesn't desire justice. At least he won't become the next Harvey."
"No." Batman narrowed his eyes, "I won't give him a chance."
Harvey Dent, the former Gotham prosecutor, was an upright man. After his face was disfigured with acid, the dark side of his heart was aroused. Now he is one of the most feared gang leaders in Gotham. His excessive persistence in justice and the experience of disfigurement, This caused him to split his personality and become a "two-faced person".
"Is there anything you need me to do?" Gordon knew that Batman couldn't just go out for a young man.
"The Penguin was rescued. I want to know who the person who traded with him is."
Gordon handed the document in his hand to Batman: "I also want to know this question. After preliminary interrogation, the thirty-seven people arrested were all members of the Penguin Gang. According to them, it was a gang active in South America. The leader is named Edward, but we know nothing else."
Batman took out a micro camera and captured all the files: "This is enough. As long as he is still in Gotham, I will find him. Also, Gordon, I want to talk to your informant."
Gordon objected: "I won't tell you his identity. He doesn't need more attention. It will harm him."
"This is not a request, but a notice, Gordon." Batman showed no mercy to him.
"I suspect that this arms deal is purely a cover to draw your and my attention. You'd better check what happened in Gotham when the police were out in force."
"As for the identity of the informant, I don't need you to tell me."
"You can't do this…" Gordon turned his head suddenly, but Batman was no longer behind him.
"That's it again."
Gordon shook his head helplessly. Batman always appeared suddenly and then left without considering the feelings of others.
Gordon opened the file, and Dean's photo was posted on it. This was an inspection report on Dean.
"Using a wooden sword, he knocked down twelve members of the Penguin Gang without any injuries…"
The dusty thoughts in Gordon's heart sprouted again.
Maybe, Gotham can have another Knight...