The Gotham Police Department is in chaos because a big case happened tonight.

The Waynes were shot to death.

The Wayne Group is the god of Gotham, and the Waynes are the owners of Gotham. More than 70% of the jobs in Gotham are indirectly or directly related to the Wayne Group.

The death of such a super rich man would be a big earthquake for Gotham.

All the police officers canceled their vacations and rushed back to the police station in the middle of the night to find the murderer in the shortest possible time, or to find a scapegoat of sufficient weight.

Gordon, who had just arrived, was somewhat out of tune with his colleagues around him, because he heard Sheriff Bullock's unbridled order, asking them to capture some scapegoats first so that they could deal with the media without finding the real murderer.

Such disregard of the order of law and discipline, and other people didn't think there was any problem at all, made Gordon feel that he couldn't accept it.

Gordon walked up to Bullock and said angrily: "Brock, we should go all out to find the murderer instead of preparing in advance to find someone to blame."

Bullock looked impatient. In his opinion, Gordon was just a fool and didn't understand how to survive in Gotham City.

Therefore, Bullock grabbed Gordon by the collar and threatened fiercely: "We have spent a day questioning those habitual robbery criminals, but it is obvious that there are no clues. Normally I can give you time to adapt, but

Such a big thing happened today, don't get mad at me like a boy scout for justice, or I promise to blow your head off myself."

The two of them were fighting each other, and neither seemed to give in.

Finally, Bullock couldn't stand it anymore and roared with disgust: "Detective Gordon, I now order you not to participate in the Wayne couple's case. Nick and Andy have not come back to report, I order you to remove them both."

Get the bastard back, do you understand?"

Nick and Andy were originally responsible for patrolling at night. After the Waynes were killed, Bullock searched for them all night but couldn't find any clues, so he asked them to catch a few scapegoats on the street.

The two responded, but after waiting for midnight, no one was seen, and there was no response when they contacted again.

Bullock couldn't bear it if something went wrong at the critical moment, so he simply asked Gordon, a stupid young man, to find someone to avoid getting in the way.

Gordon didn't want to go, but he knew he couldn't refuse Bullock's order because the director had given Bullock full authority to handle the case, and he would be suspended directly if he refused to execute the order.

Gordon could only grit his teeth and agree, and then hurried out of the police station. He wanted to find the two colleagues as quickly as possible, and then go after the murderer of the Waynes.

Gordon drove to the area where the two men were patrolling, but he didn't know that his two colleagues had already turned into ashes.

Sui Feng drove the police car and stopped at a random hotel. He was not familiar with life in Gotham and couldn't choose a place.

Wearing a police uniform and walking into the hotel, Sui Feng lowered the brim of his hat to cover half of his face, then threw down a hundred yuan and said to the receptionist who was wearing smoky makeup and an afro and couldn't tell the difference between men and women: "Give me a room.

house."

The male and female receptionist glanced at Sui Feng, then threw out a key and said: "Room 38, the last room on the left on the third floor."

Sui Feng took the key and just turned around when he heard the sound of a gun barrel being loaded behind him, and a cold, hard object pressed against the back of his head.

"Don't move, you son of a bitch."

Sui Feng frowned. This Gotham is really crazy per capita. Will he be robbed if he rents a house?

Sui Feng lowered his voice and said: "Point a gun at a policeman, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Idiot, those black dogs never give me money, and they will never come to rent a room here. This is East District Crime Alley! Where did you get this skin? Send you to the police station, maybe then

The black dogs have to thank me."

It turns out that was the case. Sui Feng found that he still thought too simply. The water in Gotham was deeper than imagined.

The seemingly chaotic city actually has all kinds of invisible rules. Sui Feng is like a blind fly that has hit a spider web. It can be said that it is difficult to move forward.

The receptionist, who was neither male nor female, put the muzzle of the gun on Sui Feng's head and ordered: "Now, throw away your gun, hand me your wallet, and handcuff yourself! Otherwise, I will

Let your brain blossom!"

Sui Feng sighed, he really just wanted to find a place to sleep.

The big pink cat Killer Queen appeared and punched the person at the reception desk with his gun, sending him flying away and hitting the wall with a muffled sound.

This attack without warning gave the man no chance to pull the trigger.

When Sui Feng turned around, the man was already lying on the ground with his face covered in blood. There was an obvious fist mark on his face, which was red and white and slowly squeezed out. He looked like he was dead.

Sui Feng didn't have many mood swings. He would get used to killing people after killing too many people.

Sui Feng controlled Killer Queen to come to the man's side and reached out to touch his arm.

As Sui Feng pressed his thumb, golden light appeared from his shoulders, and the flesh and blood began to quickly turn into ashes.

The whole process was silent, with only the slightest glimmer of light as the flesh turned to ash.

Killer Queen's explosions don't have to be loud, they can also be silent and incredibly precise.

Just like now, the entire body was completely reduced to ashes, but his clothes were completely preserved, and the obviously modified shotgun next to him was also intact.

Sui Feng picked up the man's heavy coat, put away the shotgun, and walked upstairs.

All the corpses have been destroyed, so there shouldn't be any more trouble tonight, right?

Went upstairs to room 38, and after opening the door with the key, Sui Feng smelled a musty smell. But luckily, the bedding on the bed was relatively clean, but a little old and yellowed. There were even stains in the bathroom

Hot water, this hotel is not as shabby as it looks.

Sui Feng took a comfortable hot bath to wash away the last bit of coldness in his body, and then put on some clothes.

The closely-lined clothes were taken off the bodies of two GCPDs. They were obviously not cheap goods and were very comfortable to wear. The key was to be clean.

But the police uniform jacket could not be worn. Sui Feng picked a heavy fur jacket from the unlucky receptionist's belongings. Apart from the strong smell of perfume, there was nothing wrong with it.

After changing his clothes, Sui Feng asked Killer Queen to turn the police uniform into ashes, rushed directly to the toilet, then lay on the bed fully clothed, and quickly fell asleep.

Today's experience was so exciting that Sui Feng's energy had already reached its limit. Even if his stomach growled with hunger, he still chose to take a nap first.

Just when Sui Feng fell asleep, Gordon drove quickly towards the hotel. He had already found the scene where Nick and Andy were killed. Although no bodies were found, there were still blood stains on the ground and in the air.

The lingering burnt smell gave Gordon a bad feeling.
Chapter completed!