The Richest Man in the DC World

If someone asks what are the most difficult jobs in the DC world?

Being a good cop in Gotham City is one answer.

In Gotham City, it is very difficult to be a good policeman. You can see how depraved the city is by seeing how effective the Arkham Asylum is.

Gangs, drugs, smuggling, and black market transactions are everywhere in every community. In those remote sewers, the bodies of strangers can often be found. The filthy abscesses have taken root in the city and have become one with the city. No one can separate them. .

At this moment, Batman appeared, fighting crime with a powerful stance, and became the light of hope for the city.

Although he likes to wear a black leather hood, his whereabouts are mysterious, and his methods are somewhat cruel, he still can't stop the enthusiasm of the people. Many Gotham residents regard Batman as a savior, thinking that only he can save Gotham from the quagmire of crime. .

Except the police! Few cops like Batman, work is one aspect, more importantly fame.

The more news about Batman, the worse the reputation of the police. Gradually, it has become a sack in the mouth of the public. Especially on the Internet, open the ShowMe official website, find any Batman post and click on it. Words that scold Gotham police will always be ranked first few lines.

What incompetent scum, gay guys, idiots and so on.

Hearing a lot of bad things, they are naturally in a bad mood, but the sense of justice in their hearts makes them have to give a thumbs up, because Batman did something they wanted to do but dared not do, like grabbing Adusan,

"Captain, do you really want to do it?"

Jim Gordon looks struggling as he grips his phone tightly.

Ramirez broke free from his companion's hand, stepped forward and said,

"Can we meet him?"

Jim was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Ramirez said meaningfully, "The director's order is for us to control the car and the wanted criminal in the car. He provided the location, but did not provide the wanted criminal's personal information. In other words, the person driving the Lamborghini may be, It may not be a wanted criminal, the key lies in how we operate."

Jim suddenly realized, and the other police officers also realized that they were only thinking about Batman just now, and they forgot such an important matter.

The director only said to arrest the internationally wanted criminals, but didn't mention the names!

With so many international wanted criminals, how do they know which one it is? What should I do if I catch the wrong person? Who is responsible?

After figuring this out, Jim regained his energy in an instant, thinking about what language to use to confuse the matter in his head.

Hank frowned and said, "But there is Adusan in the car! If the director knows that we have released Adusan, he will definitely not go around us."

Ramirez coughed,

"You told you it was Ardusan in the car!"

Hank was taken aback for a moment, and immediately gave a thumbs up, which was admiration.

Ramirez continued, "The police must be disciplined in handling cases. We can't just listen to one side of the story. He said that Adusan was in the car, so we believe it? We always have to meet and talk."

"Captain, we should send someone to negotiate and find out what's inside the car. If it's really Adusan..."

At this point, there is no need to continue. Although they are very unhappy with Batman, if they have to choose between letting Batman go and rescuing the drug lord, they must choose the former.

Jim smoked a few cigarettes, dropped the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped hard,

"Let me do it!"

"No, you can't go!"

Ramirez also shook his head,

"You are the conductor, let me go."

Jim shook his head, "You can't take that responsibility, I have to."

"I don't think it's appropriate, in case Batman is not in the car..."

Jim took off the holster and put the phone on the hood of the car.

"Whether it's Batman or not, you have to go there. There is no risk in being a policeman." Then he turned on the horn and said loudly,

"I'm Gotham City Sheriff Jim Gordon. I don't have any weapons or communication tools on me. Sir, I want to talk to you. Please don't shoot."

Jim Gordon raised his hands high and strolled towards the Lamborghini.

Seeing the approaching figures, Emily instinctively held the pistol. She didn't trust the police, especially those in Gotham City.

Luke waved his hand to signal her not to be overwhelmed, his eyes fixed on the figure in front of him, and his expression became weird once more.

Jim Gordon!

Batman's old partner, the future police chief, he seems to have a daughter with a very high IQ in memory, and I don't know if she has gone to high school.

Now that it's Jim Gordon, there's something to talk about.

Luke rolled down the car window, revealing half of his hand, and threw out the handcuffs prepared for Adusan in advance,

"Bring this and don't have any thoughts, or don't blame me for being rude."

Without hesitation, Jim Gordon picked up the handcuffs on the ground and put them on his wrists. Unexpectedly, as soon as the clasps were closed, countless electric currents appeared on the surface. The electric currents climbed up his arms, and his whole arm became numb.

Jim was shocked and struggled instinctively.

Luke said, "The electric current only temporarily paralyzes your hands and won't kill you. You can come here now."

Jim Gordon took a deep breath, secretly thinking that the other party was cautious, but unexpectedly thought of this method, his hands were so sore and numb after being shocked by the electric current that he couldn't even lift them up, let alone make a move.

With complicated emotions, Jim walked to the car window, wanting to observe the situation inside through the car window, took a few glances, and lowered his head helplessly. The other party was too careful and actually used a single-transparent glass.

"Sir, could you roll down the window?"

"No, for your personal safety, it's better not to meet."

Jim frowned slightly, "Your Excellency, I don't understand what you're saying."

Emily was also confused. Hearing what this meant, the two of them seemed to have met before.

Luke didn't explain much, and said straight to the point,

"Sergeant Gordon, don't make a detour. What is the purpose of your coming to see me? If it is for Adusan, I can open the rear compartment and let you take a look. If it is for me, I advise you not to be unrealistic idea."

Jim's heart moved, "Can I...can I watch?"

"certainly!"

Luke pressed the button, and the rear compartment opened automatically. Without hesitation, Jim walked over and observed the people inside carefully.

That pale and bloodless face, even though it was covered with oil and dust, Jim recognized it immediately.

Adusan Iba Kolondo Sat Raman!

Arab-American, the current boss of the Razor Gang, and one of the big drug lords in Gotham City.

I didn't expect you to have today!

An unspeakable pleasure welled up in my heart, and he pressed it down immediately. Just as I was about to take a few more glances, the carriage door closed.

"Sergeant Gordon, what else do you want to say?"

Jim remained silent, as if he was thinking about gains and losses. After more than ten seconds, he suddenly opened his voice and yelled loudly.

"Sir, I must seriously warn you, don't stuff so many cucumbers in the trunk, it will stink. Also, it's 2:30 in the morning, go home early if you have nothing to do, don't stay on the side of the road."

After saying this, turn around and leave.

Emily was stunned, "What's the situation? Cucumbers? Are there cucumbers in the trunk?"

Luke held the steering wheel tightly, and when he saw the police car separated on the road, he muttered to himself,

"Interesting guy!"