Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

Bullock opened his eyes in the dark.

The surroundings are stinky, but he has always been used to this smell. The poor people in the slums have this smell of poverty more or less. They have no money at all, like the rich, and put their clothes, skin, and even Every pubic hair is properly groomed, and the fragrance is compelling.

Brock swallowed: "I'm a little thirsty."

A male duck next to him, who was obviously in the period of changing his voice, said dryly: "There is water in the faucet, you can drink some."

"Martin, why are you here? Are you also in the laundry room to wash clothes?" Bullock asked curiously.

Martin, who was as thin as a bamboo pole with two eyes stuck on it, quietly told Bullock: "This is not a laundry room, we were captured by bad guys."

Brock crawled on the ground in the dark, found the switch of the faucet and turned it on, and the cold water flowed out. He drank happily, and then the thought of "have I been kidnapped" popped into his head.

It can't be his fault, he's just a six-year-old kid who hasn't gone to school, and he can't even spell the word kidnapping well.

It doesn't matter, Selena will come to rescue him, Brock has nothing to worry about, and starts to crawl back to Martin, leaning on his swaying shoulder blades, and fell asleep snoring.

And in the eyes of Brock, the omnipotent sister Selena is sitting in the Gotham police station at this time, annoying the newly appointed detective Gordon.

"We will try our best to save your brother, but you can't use this as a threat, let alone we don't even know if you really saw the criminal's face!"

Selena was wearing a black leather jacket that she had picked up, her legs were crossed, and it was placed on the table carelessly, with big sticky mud still sticking to her leather boots.

She looked around at the police detectives who were rushing in and out, pointed at the reporters crowded outside the door whose faces were deformed, and said arrogantly: "Tsk tsk tsk, what a big case. I guess the Wayne family must Have a lot of big shots as friends, are they putting pressure on the police?"

"I want my brother to stand in front of me, so I will take a portrait with your people, otherwise I won't say a word." Selena thought for a while, rolling her eyes slyly, "That string of pearl necklaces, I saw the broken necklace, which is enough to prove that I am an eyewitness."

After a whole night of tossing, Bruce Wayne walked into the police station from home with two big dark circles and a pair of red eyes from crying.

She was covered all over by Selena's ugly face.

He wears a well-fitting handmade suit, pretends to be wearing a tie, and combs his oily hair, as if he has armed himself so that he can grow into an independent adult overnight.

"Detective Gordon, the Wayne family can give her whatever she wants."

Gordon was in a state of desperation. He rubbed his body angrily, and asked in a low voice: "Then you can give me some clues! Don't say that your brother was kidnapped in the slums, it was on the stage of the Gotham Grand Theater." It’s hard to find if you’ve been kidnapped!”

Selena stood up angrily. The little Alpha inherited her serial killer father's strong and smart genes. Even though she was born with food and clothing, she still grew very fast.

Pointing at Gordon's nose, she yelled: "If you don't have any clues, won't you go to the street to ask? Don't you care that so many homeless children have been kidnapped? You treat us like garbage in the stinky gutter, why should I Help you!"

Gordon was stunned by her, feeling a little aggrieved.It is true that other people in the police station do not regard these poor people as human beings, but Gordon has always been a practitioner of the American dream of freedom and equality, and he came to the notorious Gotham City to fight crime and for a better world And struggle.

"Okay, I'll look for it right away, you stay at the police station, don't go anywhere, your yelling just now let everyone know that you are a witness, and it's not safe outside." Gordon put on his coat in a hurry , picked up his partner Harvey who was paddling to work next to him, and ran out in a hurry.

"Why are you staring at me? Do you want to be beaten?" Selina shook her fist at the stunned Bruce.

Bruce closed his half-open mouth.

To be honest, the young master has never seen such a shameless woman with her teeth and claws. In his whole life, that is to say, for eight years, he has been in a soft-spoken way when interacting with her, and he dare not even make loud noises on the bed for fear of making too much noise. Unrefined upper-class people.

Alfred the butler, who was in the late prime of life and could vaguely see the demeanor of a handsome handsome man in England, stepped forward: "Miss, please pay attention to your words and deeds."

Selena rolled her eyes, turned and sat back in the seat of the hapless detective Gordon.

On the other side, Gordon, the homicide detective detective Gordon, who was newly appointed as the third official, was chatting with the local snake Fish without embarrassment.

Speaking of Gordon's status, he still has nothing to do with this all-powerful female boss for a while, but his partner Harvey is Fish's old lover, and he hit the line with a few flirting words. Ask Fish for help and keep an eye out for any nefarious human traffickers who specialize in kidnapping children lately.

Fish simply sat there, curling up her sequined nails, a pair of big delicate cat eyes, full lips on a small face with a pointed chin, matching her powerful aura and chocolate-colored lips The skin looks like a sexy female leopard grinding its teeth and sucking blood.

There was even a lame and thin Omega standing behind her, serving tea and water around her graciously, with a standard dogleg face.

"No, no, Harvey, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If you want my help, yes," she raised a finger and nodded to Gordon who was standing stupidly by the side, "but this handsome guy must I certify his loyalty."

Harvey showed pity to Fish: "Hey, Fish, there is no rush, I promise Gordon is a smart man. Can this matter wait until the case is solved?"

Fish seemed to like to see Harvey's reluctant but forced to do it, she smiled sweetly: "Well, Harvey, you always get preferential treatment with me."

"Go to the cellar of Building 32, Lover's Lane in the next block, and tell the Wayne boy that he owes me a favor."

After Gordon and Harvey found a group of ragged children in the dilapidated Building 32, and called the police to help a few idlers to clean up the mess, the fact of such magical realism made him finally unable to bear it. Stop asking questions.

"Is it that simple to solve this matter?"

Harvey looked at him with idiot eyes: "Otherwise you would think, she is Fish."

"Isn't she a nightclub owner? How can she know something that the police don't even know?"

"She is Falcone's right-hand man. Do you think if she didn't know about the criminals on her territory, how did she get along and not be dragged out to rape the corpse?"

Even though Gordon, a stupefied young man, has three big characters written on it from head to toe, he also knows that Falcone is the boss of Gotham's underground kingdom, a deep-rooted Italian mafia leader, and he sits with the rising star Maroni. Possessing Gotham's huge black wealth.

Gordon's heart was as stuffy as a toilet cock, he was very disappointed with the reality, on the first day he came here, he received a case that was almost impossible to solve, and on the second day, he complained to the gangsters that they had nothing to do with it. Compromise with dignity.

But when Selena hugged his younger brother excitedly and fondled his dirty little face, Gordon felt that the toilet bolt was pulled out again, and all the dirty shit, urine and fart were washed away Fuck off.

Selena had no reason to be rude, so she had to take her younger brother to obediently take portraits of the technicians.

Unfortunately, life in Gotham is one climactic series that never ends.

The office where Selena and her younger brother entered suddenly sounded like ping-pong-pong, and several calls of help came faintly through the chaotic police station.Gordon stood up with a whoosh, pulled out the gun on his back and kicked open the door.

I saw the frail little brother with glasses, and the technician Edward crawling in the corner trembling.

Selena, who is nimble and agile and has learned street skills since she was a child, is dealing with a policeman with a knife. Two big gashs have been pulled open on her arms and legs, bleeding profusely, and she still refuses to show weakness. bared teeth.

Gordon pointed his gun at the familiar police officer and shouted, "Put down the knife!"

Seeing that the plan to kill and silence was frustrated, the police simply raised the knife and rushed towards Gordon, who subconsciously pulled the trigger.

By Gordon's hand, a life just died.

Gordon froze on the spot stupidly.

Instead, Selena held her younger brother in her arms and shouted angrily, "Find me a doctor!"

At this time, Harvey was late, and dragged the living Selena and the dead policeman to the forensic room without any surprises, and went to the police captain to report the cause and situation of the police rush.

Bruce pursed his lips, stubbornly staying at the police station and refusing to leave. After the scene just now, without being reminded, he also knew that the deaths of the Waynes were not as simple as robbers killing each other.

They even bribed the police, preparing to kill people in the police station openly.

Harvey patted his partner on the shoulder, like an old hen smoothing a baby chicken: "Okay, don't be in a daze, even if you don't kill him, he will kill himself."

Gordon: "I know, I'm not stupid."

They are all policemen, and they understand that in this situation, the policeman has the right to shoot the suspect who refuses to put down his weapon. He didn't put down the knife to fight back, but just because he didn't want to live.

Harvey shrugged and said in the tone of someone who has been there: "I guess someone will knock on his door tonight and hand over the bag full of US dollars to his family. He didn't die for nothing, so you will Do you feel better?"

Gordon had a gloomy handsome face: "No, it's even more uncomfortable."

After some twists and turns, Selena lay on the hospital bed in the forensic room, and helped the technician Edward to draw a portrait while infusion, but Edward had just passed through a life-and-death moment, his hands were shaking, and the drawn portrait had a crooked nose and eyes. sharp.

"Detective Gordon, if the suspect is caught, must there be a witness to testify before he can be convicted?" Bruce poked Gordon who didn't know what he was thinking.

"In the absence of physical evidence, yes," Gordon also knew that the young master is not an ordinary child, and dry consolation can't really help him, so he simply told the truth, "If it is really not robbery but hired Murder, professional killers will not leave any physical evidence."

"Detective," Bruce tiptoed and whispered in Gordon's ear, "I can take those two witnesses in temporarily."

Hearing this, Gordon thought the idea was good, and he turned to look at Alfred, Bruce's legal guardian.

Alfred frowned and nodded.