Chapter 3322: Bloody New City (45)

Chapter 3296 Bloody New City (Forty-five)

The pale knight actually stood up with a carp and stared at them with a shiny look.

This is the first time Chandler saw someone seeing them as if they had seen their relatives, and it was still the same situation where abducted children successfully searched for their relatives, and their whole body was filled with expectation and gratitude.

It was as if saying, "God, earth, you are finally here!"

What's going on? Is there any information wrong? Isn’t the mayor greedy this time?

Chandler took a lot of effort to tighten his expression. He still said very seriously: "Next, we will conduct a comprehensive and thorough investigation of the municipal department, and hope you will cooperate with our work."

"Cooperate! Must cooperate! Ten thousand allocations!" The Pale Knight came over and held Chandler's hand and said, "Where do you check first? Why don't you look at my office first? Do you know how much my coffee machine costs?"

Chandler pulled his hand back hard. Although he is not from Gotham, he has also heard of Gotham. I heard before that the newly appointed mayor is a mentally ill person, but he doesn't believe it.

Now it seems that there are no vain scholars under their reputation.

Chandler coughed twice and immediately asked someone to check the coffee machine. After checking, the two agents said, "Boss, this is a very high-end coffee machine, and it should be worth around 200,000 US dollars."

"Did you buy this? Mr. Mayor?"

"No," said the Pale Knight, "How can I have that much money? This is bought with municipal funds."

Chandler immediately lost interest.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the Pale Knight was a little anxious, and he said, "This thing is very expensive."

Chandler waved his hand and said, "Don't do this with me. You will say that this is a normal hospitality need, and then come up with a lot of evidence, which makes all our previous investigation results useless. I want to use this Don't even think about it if you can delay my investigation!"

The pale knight opened his mouth. He didn't know what kind of evidence he needed to prove that he needed a $200,000 coffee machine.

But he didn't continue talking because he suddenly thought that he had held an auction at Wayne Manor before, and everyone knew that he had a good relationship with the rich man Bruce Wayne.

It may not be enough to entertain Bruce Wayne with a $200,000 coffee machine.

There are no other valuables in the mayor's office. So Chandler came to the entertainment room. But now there is nothing in the entertainment room, and everything has been moved away by Schiller.

Chandler snorted coldly, looked at the Pale Knight who walked out and said, "I don't know where you came from, I know in advance that we are coming. But you don't even have a billiard table, so you are so honest. Too deliberate."

The Pale Knight died unjustly. Is that he not keeping it? That's a slow hand!

Chandler doesn't want to waste time here either. He waved his hand and said, "Go, go to the Finance Department! Check the accounts!"

The Pale Knight was about to applaud him, and he left faster than Chandler. The city government’s accounts cannot be without problems! This corruption trend must be stopped severely!

When he arrived at the Finance Department, Chandler refused to let him in to avoid suspicion, but he waited at the door with great anticipation.

As a result, he saw a familiar figure. Schiller was slowly walking over from the elevator entrance.

"What are you doing?" the Pale Knight asked in a low voice.

"I won't come now, and I'll be called later. It's better to watch the fun early." Schiller said, tidying up the collar of the suit.

Sure enough, an agent soon walked over and said, "Who is Mr. Schiller Rodriguez? Our leader has questions to ask you."

The Pale Knight followed Schiller in. He wants to see how Schiller can accomplish this time.

Schiller walked over and shook hands with Chandler. Chandler didn't talk nonsense to him either. He said: "After the city government went bankrupt, are you responsible for transferring the items in the municipal building to the auction house?"

Schiller nodded.

"Okay, then I won't ask why your 600,000-pound copy paper and 3,200 printers disappeared out of thin air. I just want to ask you, where did these 40,000 bottles of ink go?"

"The truck overturned and fell into the Gotham River."

"Are you sure? I'll send someone to catch the bottle."

"I won't stop you, sir, but I advise you not to do useless work."

"Why? Don't tell me that I was eaten by a toad."

"You are joking. Gotham River has serious pollution problems and there are no toads at all."

"What's going on?"

"Have you heard of the pollution incident in chemical plants in District X15?"

"I heard a little."

"The leaked corrosive chemicals flowed into the Gotham River, corroding the glass bottles."

The pale knight who had just taken a paper cup and took a sip of it directly sprayed it out.

"Is there any evidence?" Chandler asked relentlessly.

"Of course, there are more than one witness," Schiller replied calmly. "At that time, the super criminal Joker accidentally broke the sewage valve while fighting Miss Harley Quinn."

"Maria, the clown, was seriously corroded by her body because she fell into a pool of corrosive chemicals. Miss Quinn also fell into a coma for a long time because of consuming toxic gases. Batman was also present."

Schiller took out two photos and handed them to Chandler, and then said, "This is the process of Maria clown performing skin treatment at Arkham Asylum. I have a complete set of medical records. It can be seen that this is the case. The chemicals are very corrosive. Even glass bottles will definitely be corroded."

Chandler took the photos and documents and looked at them, snorted coldly, threw them onto the table next to him, and said, "Okay, then what about these 56,000 bottles of toilet cleaners? Don't tell me that I'll just roll into the river. ”

"There is no such thing. But have you heard of the natural forest pollution incident some time ago?"

"Just say what's wrong."

"At that time, in order to save the negative impact of the natural forest land pollution incident on their group's reputation, the Chalabon Group sent all chemical raw materials containing purification ingredients to the natural forest land. Unfortunately, it was surrounded by environmental protection personnel. ”

"The toilet cleaning spirit is also considered a purification material?"

"Of course the finished product doesn't count. But it is said that some raw materials can be extracted. In order to show their sincerity, they bought this batch of toilet cleaning spirits."

"What about the money?"

"They went bankrupt later and didn't give it."

"What about toilet cleaning? Environmentalists can't stay there for a lifetime, right?"

"Later, a murder occurred in the woodland. In order to maintain the scene, all the chemical raw materials at that time were pulled to the Gotham Police Station. The toilet cleaner may have been detained."

"Then why don't you ask?"

"Because the murderer was not found, the case has not been settled. The goods as evidence are under judicial process. We cannot get it back."

"Why didn't the murderer catch it?"

"I have to ask you guys."

Chandler touched the forehead with the documents helplessly, and said, "Okay, I won't say this anymore. What about this? 7,600 desks are scrapped a year. Are everyone here dinosaurs?"

"The loss may be a little bigger," Schiller nodded, "but the desk is made of environmentally friendly materials. Since chemical products such as glue are not used, the quality is inevitably unstable. If you think this loss has If you have any questions, then we won’t buy environmentally friendly ones next time…”

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"Stop, I haven't said it!" Chandler quickly waved his hand and said it had nothing to do with him.

"What about this? What about the 7,000 computers in the stock? The car won't be overturned again, right?"

"Of course not. It should have been in the warehouse. But at that time, Pheles Casino promoted electronic chips and urgently needed a batch of computers. In order to support the local industry, we sent the computers to him first."

"So now the computer is in the casino? Have they paid?"

"No. Because Mr. Philes, who signed the contract, was suspected of murder and the circumstances were extremely bad, he was not allowed to be released on bail, and we cannot see him now."

"So 60,000 mice are also shipped with the computer?"

"That's not, they only have the host and the display. The mouse is still in the warehouse."

"Is that so? Then we have to send someone to inspect the warehouse."

"Don't worry, listen to me. I was still in the warehouse yesterday. We found a mutant python in the warehouse this morning. He might have eaten the mouse as a mouse."

"What python can eat 60,000 mice??"

"Mutual python, sir."

"Where is the python?"

"The mutation flew away."

Chandler had nothing to say.

The Pale Knight is already numb.

"What can prove that this python has appeared?"

"There are many witnesses, sir. Because Gotham's chemical pollution problem is serious, many animals have mutated. Many residents near the warehouse claim to have seen mutated pythons."

"You two, go and ask." Chandler waved to the people behind him.

The warehouse is not far away. After a while, the subordinates came back, and nodded at Chandler and said, "There are indeed many witnesses."

The pale knight lamented in his heart.

The street near the warehouse of the building on the former site of the city government is a fucking drug street. Don’t mention the flying python that eats mice. If you ask them if they see the Super Saiyans, they can all say they have seen it.

"So, is there any problem with the city government's accounts before moving?" Chandler asked with his eyes narrowed.

"I don't know much about this. The mayor has not been in office for a long time. It is probably not his problem if there is any problem."

Chandler didn't stumble on his shoulder, he picked up an updated document and said, "Okay, I won't pursue the old site. But after moving to the new building, there were so many billiard tables and automatic sales. What's going on with the cargo plane? This thing is not a consumable, right? "

"Not for normal people." Schiller smiled and took out a document from his arms and said, "Our mayor has been under too much pressure after taking office, his mental condition has problems and he has a tendency to attack. A few pool tables and vending machines were broken.”

"But that's OK. Mr. Mayor will compensate in his personal name. The compensation has been transferred to the municipal funding account. We are considering buying insurance for items in the mayor's office and recreation room."

Chandler glanced at what Schiller handed over, a very formal diagnosis for a mental illness patient, and Schiller's name was signed below.

"Are you a psychologist?"

"Yes, I am also aide to Mr. Mayor and the director of the Arkham Asylum."

"By the way, sir." Schiller seemed to remember, "You are an agent of the FBI, right? I wonder if you care about the illegal bets involving a huge amount?"

Chandler frowned slightly and said, "I am from the anti-corruption team, but the FBI has great law enforcement power, so of course I can also manage it. What illegal gambling?"

"It involves more than 60 lives, with tens of billions of dollars involved in the case. Almost all the upper class in Gotham participated in illegal gambling games."

The Pale Knight watched Chandler's sweat come down.

Then Schiller's words made him sweat.

"Just yesterday, someone came to me and said he had investigated the complete evidence and intended to make it public to a journalist from the Metropolitan area."

"who is he???"

"Bruce Wayne."

Pale Knight: Where did the mutated flying python come from?

Yemenggard: Hello.