Chapter 2161: Battle of Two Cities! (Part 3)

In the inspection room of the Gotham Police Department's Evidence Analysis Division, Gordon rested his hands on the table, watching a pointed-faced man wearing glasses analyzing footprint samples.

Electrical engineer Vina leaned against the door, hugged her arms and said, "I don't think the perpetrator is a local, let alone the Penguin. This loss is unacceptable to him."

"You know what he's doing in the basement, right?"

"Of course, the power consumption can't be hidden from my eyes." Vina pushed her glasses and said, "But at least he uses a fully automated factory. Except for a little bit of electricity, it's much better than using illegal workers."

"And his poppy factory is probably more than you think. I mean, the surface layer is just to cover up." Vina took out a receipt from her tool kit and said, "The actual power consumption is more than ten times what you see."

Gordon took the receipt doubtfully, and was stunned after taking a look. He said, "Is he trying to build a spaceship? How can he use so much electricity? ! ! "

"The cultivation and production of poppies is not the main thing. He also put a whole set of electronic computing networks there, which he called "virtual staff", also known as think tank system. This thing is the key prop to ensure that he can gain an advantage in every election."

Gordon frowned deeply and said, "No wonder he has been promoting electronic voting. It turns out that he has been ready to invade the voting base."

"If it wasn't done by the Penguin." Gordon touched his chin and said, "Then I'm afraid no one would want to catch the murderer more than him."

At this time, Gordon's phone rang again. He picked up the phone without even looking at it and said, "There are some clues, but not many. Don't expect us to catch anyone. The police force is insufficient."

The other side roared again, but it didn't work. It can be clearly seen that the other party's purpose is just to vent emotions. Gotham's police force has never been sufficient.

"We found footprints that may be the murderer, but this person is not in our database, and we didn't find any specific information about the shoes... I said there are not many clues."

"Mr. Mayor, if you don't want the next election to go wrong, tell me where Bruce Wayne went. Don't say you don't know. Even a three-year-old child won't believe it."

Gordon was talking to a few people, and a young police officer came over and knocked on the door. Gordon said a few perfunctory words, hung up the phone, and asked curiously: "Has the new sheriff arrived?"

The young police officer was a little embarrassed. He said: "Mr. Harvey Bullock has arrived, but he... I don't know if he is the sheriff."

"Let's go and see."

Gordon walked out of the evidence department quickly and came to the lobby of the police station. Then he saw Harvey Bullock in a suit, with his shoes polished and his hair combed meticulously.

He has a very handsome face, young and strong, and the whole person is as tall as a sycamore tree, and there is a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gordon took a breath.

"Hello." He walked up and shook hands with Brock, but Brock grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously. This was not a common way of greeting in the police system, but more like the false enthusiasm of meeting at a banquet.

"I've heard of you, Chief Gordon. It's my honor to work with you."

"I'm afraid you didn't come at the right time." Gordon sighed and said, "I assume you have seen the changes in this city on the plane or in the car."

"Of course, it's a miracle."

"It's a bit far from a miracle." Gordon patted Brock's shoulder, and the two walked into the police station together. Gordon said, "I'm not a person who likes to beat around the bush. To be honest, why did you come to the most dangerous city in the United States?"

Brock immediately smiled and said, "There are too many cases in this city, right? By the way, have you seen the show I host? "Good "Hollywood Detective". "

Gordon sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on his face deepened. He shook his head and said, "I don't watch TV much, sir. The security situation in this city obviously won't give me so much free time."

"It doesn't matter. I will give you a set of high-definition Blu-ray discs. Let's get back to the topic. The sixth season of "Hollywood Detective" has been blocked, which will make my fans very disappointed, so I hope to give them a special little gift."

"For example?"

"The Wayne couple's murder case."

Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly, and he began to consider making suggestions to his boss, asking the star detective to sit in the office honestly and not go out to seek death.

Gordon's phone rang again. He picked up the phone and listened for a while before saying, "Okay, I got it. I'll keep the appointment on time."

"Is there a new party waiting for us?"

"Yes, Mr. Bullock, I'm afraid there's no time to hold a welcome party for you. Our mayor, Mr. Oswald Cobblepot, will host a party tonight."

"Even after such a major change in the city?"

"It's far from 'major'."

"You damn policemen, you've been investigating for a week. When can you give me an explanation!!!"

A lady with big wavy hair and wearing a jacket was rushing into the police station while being stopped by two police officers.

Gordon and Bullock happened to meet her when they walked downstairs. Bullock immediately stepped forward to stop the police officer who wanted to stop the lady and said, "What's wrong? Ma'am, are you in trouble?"

The lady with big wavy hair began to cry helplessly. Bullock turned to look at Gordon, and Gordon walked towards the archives room with an expressionless face.

"What's going on?" Bullock caught up with him.

"Birthday boy." Gordon only said this sentence, which seemed to be the name of the murderer. After looking back at the woman, he said: "But we don't have the extra energy to take care of this case for the time being. We have two most important problems to solve right now."

"Bruce Wayne has been missing for three days. The shareholders of Wayne Group have called the Gotham Police Department hundreds of times in three days."

"The luxurious and advanced power supply network that our mayor painstakingly built on a certain street has been cut off. We have to find a way to restore power and find the murderer."

"But she is crying!" Bullock spread his hands in disbelief and said: "We are the police, we should solve her problems!"

"It should be like this in the show you host. Gordon took the report from the assistant's hand and said, "But this is Gotham." "I don't understand, how can you be indifferent ..." As soon as he said here, two police officers pushed the door and ran in hurriedly, and shouted: "Sheriff! The member said, "You say it again, the port is flooded?! Are you too much?" "Yes, uh, no, I mean, the sand was flooded, there was a sandy mountain there!" Gordon stunned, he blinked, pushed the glasses, and wanted to find a psychedelic expression brought by excessive drugs from the two young people. "We don't know," "We don't know, and according to the porter, the mountain appeared out of thin air, and no one saw the car or the ship transport them." "Oh, it would be ..." Gordon rubbed the temples with a headache. Before he finished speaking, another female police officer rushed in, "Oh no, Sheriff, at the Pros Pier, the mayor's men and a group of mysterious agents are fighting! There is a fierce exchange of fire now!"

"Agents? Which organization's agents dare to come to Gotham?!"

"Sheriff! Sheriff! Something big has happened! Go and have a look, the mayor's men have been arrested by the agents!"

Gordon was dizzy and didn't care about Bullock at all. He waved his hand vigorously at everyone and said, "Hurry up and prepare the car, notify the police officers on the scene to stop the agents, otherwise they will lose their lives!!!"

Gordon put on his coat and cursed as he walked, "What is Amanda, that stupid woman, doing? Doesn't she know that this will only make her subordinates die in vain?!"

"Boom!"

"Ziz--"

The explosion was accompanied by a sharp brake sound. Gordon was shaken forward by the emergency brake. When he straightened up, he saw a bright electric current flying over the wires above his head.

"Stop! Electro!"

A figure followed closely, sprinting between the two buildings very flexibly, and jumping at least three meters high.

But the next second, because of the wrong take-off angle, he tried to turn in the air, and hit the curtain wall directly, and fell down along the curtain wall.

"Stop right there! Bruce Wayne, tell me where Peter Parker is, I'm not done with him!!!"

Then another silver-white figure passed through the air, with the muzzle pointed forward and boom, ... "Stark, calm down! We have to talk. You bombed the Golden Gate Bridge. You must face the law!"

"Attention, all units, attention, intercept Iron Man and Captain America immediately! The director requires that the chaos on the street be resolved within half an hour... Coulson, take your eyes off the captain and get to work!!!"

"Tattack, tap, tap..."

The vibration of the helicopter rotor came from the front side. A helicopter squadron with shield paint rushed out. A capable woman in a secret agent uniform with her hair tied behind her head was half-lying outside the helicopter cabin, shouting to the outside with a walkie-talkie.

"I am Agent Hill. Attention, ground forces, withdraw from the port immediately! Solve the trouble on the street with all your strength!"

Gordon's head followed the helicopter flying in the sky. Before he turned back, he found that his car window was knocked.

"Hello, sir! That's hard for me to explain to you, but can you give me a ride?! Someone was in a hurry and left before the raw materials in the spider silk launcher were loaded. I have to deliver it to him!"

Gordon rolled down the car window and found that the face of a young man appeared in front of him. He was not very handsome, but he looked very innocent. His clear eyes showed that he was not a native of Gotham.

But he was very familiar with people. He opened the door of the back seat and sat in. He pointed behind him and said, "Please help me catch up with the person running in front. Thank you!"

Gordon saw that the fallen street lamp pole in front blocked the road. He definitely couldn't go to the dock, so he didn't hesitate too much and turned the car head towards the direction where the group of monsters were running.

"It seems that you know something, right? What's your name, kid?"

"My name is Peter Parker, you can just call me Peter." Peter took a deep breath and said with a complicated expression.

"I do know a lot of things, but it's really hard for me to explain them to you! Catch up with him quickly! Otherwise this rookie will fall to his death!"

Gotham: Wonderful