Chapter 3332 Bloody New City (Fifty-Five)

Chapter 3306 Bloody New City (55)

"What the hell is going on?! Why is this happening???" A roar that was almost angry echoed in the office. Batman stood in the middle of the room and almost lost his mind.

Fox stood behind him, and beside Fox was a woman in a white coat. She held a stack of inspection reports in her hand.

"Calm down, Bruce. Things haven't gotten worse to the point where they're completely unsolvable, but you need some time."

Her voice was calm, as if everyone could gain power from her words. When Batman looked back at her, he only saw the calm in those dark brown eyes.

He seemed to suddenly get angry, and covered one eye with the base of his palm and said, "Sorry, ma'am. I just feel sad."

The woman walked up and patted Batman on the shoulder, but Batman didn't dodge. The woman put the information in her hand aside and said, "Mr. Todd's situation is a bit special. He seems to have closed his heart. If he is unwilling to untie it, then all the psychological treatments will make no sense to him. .”

"He only reacted so strongly to you, maybe because you were the one he knew the most. He wanted to communicate with you, but the shadow of the old days was always tying him, and you can't give up so early."

"I didn't think about giving up," Batman said in a deep breath. "It's all my fault. If I didn't have that day... I just wanted to say sorry to him."

"There will be a chance," the woman nodded and said, "I will go find my old friend and have a consultation for Mr. Todd. You don't stimulate him again during this time, okay?"

"I will, Dr. Tompkins."

The woman known as Doctor Tompkins walked out of the office and returned to the ward, while the black-haired young man sat there blankly, unresponsive to her arrival.

Dr. Tompkins walked up to Jason and squatted down, looking up at him from bottom to top and said, "I know you can hear me. If you want, you can tell me what happened back then. I promise Not telling anyone. But if you don't want to, I promise no one can force you, including Batman."

After saying that, she gently patted Jason on the knee with her hand and stood up. While taking out his cell phone to call her old classmate, he walked out of the hospital, came to the parking lot and got into the car, and drove all the way to the Lower City.

The car turned several turns and finally stopped at the entrance of the community center of a semi-aborted community. The sign of the community center here has been taken off, replaced by a handwritten wooden sign "Topkins Affordable Clinic".

When Dr. Tompkins walked into the clinic, the spacious community center hall was already full of people. Tompkins hurriedly walked in and a tall white male wearing goggles greeted him. On his shoulder was also an owl with bright eyes.

"Oh my God, Piyette, you're finally here." Dr. Tompkins completely lost his calmness in the Wayne Hospital office. She was frowning and looked anxious and exploded.

"Yes, I'm here." The man called Piet, with a strong Nordic accent, said, "I rushed over from Oregon as soon as you called me. But I didn't Thinking about the situation is so bad. In the half hour you went to Wayne Hospital, I treated 16 patients."

"How many have you saved?"

"Only nine." Pieter shook his head vigorously and said, "The remaining few died as soon as they came in, and I had no choice."

Dr. Tompkins patted his shoulder and said, "You can actually save nine more. You are really worthy of the title of "Midnight Doctor."

As soon as Dr. Tompkins walked into the corridor, he heard a harsh wailing sound from a ward. As soon as she walked in, she saw two and a half-year-old children crying on their mother's body.

The black woman's abdomen was covered in blood, and the stretcher was hurriedly put down. Dr. Tompkins and Piet rushed over.

More than ten minutes later, the two of them came out sweating profusely. Pieter's hands were shaking, and he looked at Dr. Tompkins and said, "This place is completely out of control, it's simply hell on earth. What the hell is Batman doing?"

Dr. Tompkins took a towel and wiped his forehead, wiped off the sweat that was about to drip down his eyelashes onto his eyes, and said, "Don't count on him. He is now incompetent, so we have to think of a solution for ourselves." .”

Piet's lips were a little blue, and he said: "In three hours, six explosions, three knife-killing incidents, and two serial murders that broke out at the same time. God, can anyone care about it Do you care about this?”

Dr. Tompkins's face darkened, and she said, "The upper class is crazy. You go eat something now, go for a walk in the upper town at night and give them some gifts."

Pieter's face was slightly better, and he said, "I would have done this earlier. I'm not just a doctor."

"How long can you hold them back?"

"I can't kill them directly. At most, I can put some medicine in the water and let them get tired of their stomachs for a few days. If there is an independent source of water, it will be useless."

"That's fine. We need more helpers, and I'll think of a solution again."

Dr. Tompkins soon devoted to more relief work, and just as she was so tired that her hands were shaking, she received another call from Batman.

"When will the consultation be started, ma'am?"

Dr. Tompkins looked at the man lying in front of her, holding his broken leg and wailing, and sighed deeply and said, "Not now, Batman. I have a lot of things to do."

"I'll let Fox send you supplies. I just hope it can be as soon as possible." Batman's tone sank.

Tompkins slowly closed her eyes, but she could only say, "Thank you, Batman, you've helped a lot."

But she knew in her heart that it was useless. No matter how many medical supplies and survival supplies she had, there was no way to change the current situation.

The upper class was killing people like crazy in the downtown area, and all the community hospitals were full. Her small clinic was crowded with 20 times more people than usual, and every patient was on the verge of life and death.

If it was just to save people, no matter how many doctors there were, they would not be enough. Those crazy people had to stop.

But when she thought of Jason's current situation, Dr. Tompkins couldn't bear to force Batman anymore. She could only say in her heart, well, if that's the case, don't expect all doctors to continue to abide by their oaths. Including myself.

Just when Dr. Tompkins wanted to do something, an unexpected person arrived at her small clinic—James Gordon.

The once high-spirited sheriff looked much thinner, as if he had aged ten years overnight, but he did not look tired, but rather more energetic.

"Long time no see, doctor."

"Long time no see, Chief, no need to be polite. You can see how busy I am now."

"Of course. I want to express my gratitude to you again for saving my life, but that's all. I hope you don't mind."

"It's all old news. What are you doing here? Did Batman ask you to come?"

Gordon waved his hand and said, "Don't mention him. You can't always count on him. I'm here to solve the problem. How is the situation here?"

"Very, very, very bad." Dr. Tompkins wiped the sweat from his forehead again and said, "The wounded are pouring in, and we only have five people here, including interns and nurses. There are far from enough people, and too many people have died for this. . "

Gordon showed a trace of sadness on his face, but it did not last long. He said: "You and I should understand that the key is to stop those people. But now the conflict has intensified to an irreversible point. We can't continue to remain silent. "

"I heard about you." Dr. Tompkins bandaged another patient. In the interval between the new wounded, she finally had time to drink a sip of water. She said, "I don't believe you will kill people for no reason, but I believe that if you really want to kill him, that guy will not be alive lying in bed accusing you."

Gordon grinned and said, "That's right. The news of my resignation will be broadcast in about ten minutes."

Dr. Tompkins looked at him deeply.

There is also a TV in the lobby of the clinic for patients waiting to see the doctor to pass the time. Now the lobby is crowded with lightly injured people, and they are all watching the news on TV.

When the news anchor said that the current police chief James Gordon resigned because of suspected involvement in the murder case, everyone's face showed a confused expression.

In Gotham, everyone knows that James Gordon is the last conscience.

Before the appearance of GTO, Gordon was a desperate warrior who saved the city from collapse. After the appearance of GTO, he really saved the city from collapse. He is an absolute hero in the eyes of Gotham people.

After the initial confusion, the hall seemed to explode. People didn't care about the pain in their bodies and started to curse. Curse the news anchor, curse the TV station, curse Havizer, curse the upper class...

After the initial excitement, people fell into silence again. Low, suppressed crying came from the corner.

The children cried because they noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, but they didn't know what happened, so they could only cry to express their fear. The old people also cried because they knew what happened better than anyone else, and they could only cry to express their despair.

The last conscience of Gotham fell, and the bloody killing continued. The atmosphere of despair and panic continued to spread, and ordinary people in Gotham finally realized that they were on the verge of death.

A car stopped at the gate of Wayne Manor. Batman opened the gate. Schiller stood in the dim light of the gradually extinguished car lights, like the thin cloud that finally disappeared on the horizon.

"What do you want from me?" Schiller asked.

"I heard you are a psychiatrist." Batman kept his hand still to open the door, and said, "Someone needs your help."

"Then you have found the right person." Schiller smiled, walked into the gate, walked straight into Wayne Manor and said, "I may be unscrupulous, but I am definitely not a quack."