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Chapter 220 DC ends with the clown dead, but the clown is not dead. What died was an individual named the clown, and the existence named the clown will never disappear. The so-called clowns are the dying struggles of unfortunate and miserable people. As long as exploitation, class, differences and other injustices exist, clowns will also exist. If Bai Lu goes away, then this injustice will become the biggest fertilizer and completely activate the seeds that have been planted in the hearts of Gotham City people. Then, the government lost credibility and the government began to go berserk and out of control. It is not an empty saying that water can carry and capsize a boat. A city in riots will never be quelled unless the army is dispatched to suppress it. Even if Bai Lu is caught without restraint, it will only delay the time for the seeds to bloom and bear fruit. What the clown performs is never a comedy, but a drama of dark fairy tales. Excellent dramatic actors can always touch the hearts of all audiences. When it comes to performance, Bai Lu is willing to say that the clown is the strongest among the mortals he has ever seen. "I made a deal with Shali Maloney. In the future, he will serve as the police department's informant in the gang and provide information to the police department." Bai Lu turned his back to Gordon and said calmly what he had left for the police department. family property. "In exchange, if necessary, we will spare his life and help him clear his name. Don't worry about his repeated actions. He is a smart man." "The police are unreliable. You know this better than me." "One last thing to remind you. No matter what you encounter in the future, just act according to your ability." Bai Lu knew clearly that Gotham's still shiny shell was about to be shattered, and the mastermind behind the scenes was about to appear, and this was all the work of the Joker. Gordon said sincerely: "Sir, thank you." "It's my responsibility." Bai Lu replied lightly, not caring about Gordon's thanks. All he did was to abide by his own game rules and entry settings, and other Nothing to do. One day later, people from the FBI and the Federal Police came from the metropolis and, escorted by a group of media, went directly from the airport to the Gotham Police Department. Gordon had already led his people to make arrangements and cordoned off the neighborhoods near the police station in advance. At this time, the Gotham Police Department no longer needed to care about what the media said. Anyway, their current reputation was not just bad shit, it was also about being hated by people. , no matter how bad things get, it can’t get much worse. It’s impossible for the city to dissolve the police station or dismiss all the police officers. Unless the National Guard was allowed to maintain public order, it would be a good thing if those soldiers did not disturb public order. Bailu calmly accepted the order from the Federal Police Headquarters and left under the escort of the FBI and the General Bureau police officers. Gordon looked at Bai Lu's calm profile in the car window and saluted solemnly. No matter what the outside world said, he thought Bai Lu was a very competent leader and director. The police officers and FBI agents looked at Bai Lu curiously. They were insiders and knew everything about the clown incident. It was not that they couldn't understand Bai Lu's choice, but they didn't have the courage to think about it in another person's shoes. There was no talking all the way and we arrived at the airport smoothly. The area where the FBI's special machine is located in the airport has been cleared. Reporters, media and other unrelated people cannot enter, but it cannot stop Bruce Wayne's money-making ability. In the VIP waiting room of the airport, Bruce Wayne said to the police officers and agents standing at the door: "Can you leave us some private space? Thank you." "No problem." The police officers and agents had no problems. This is The big benefactor, even if he didn't give them money privately, the money he invested in the bureau before has opened up the relationship above. There is no problem with this privilege. The door of the room was closed, blocking out all sounds from the outside world. Wayne walked to sit down opposite Bai Lu, looked at Bai Lu for a moment, and suddenly said: "Do you regret it?" Wayne didn't do charades and got straight to the point. He knew that his true identity could not be hidden from Bai Lu. Bai Lu asked calmly: "What's there to regret?" Wayne understood what he said and said puzzledly: "You just surrendered like that" "That's impossible." Bai Lu didn't hide anything from Wayne, anyway, the game was about to end. it's over. "Although I have been dismissed, I am still willing to perform my duties as police chief before I leave Gotham City." The subtext is that I will not count if I leave Gotham City. Wayne understood and asked curiously: "Why?" Why did he have powerful power but not use it? Instead, he was in a city, abiding by the rules of ordinary people, and was played around by a freak. Bai Lu chuckled: "Probably because you are too fragile." "" Wayne was speechless for a moment. Thinking about how he lost faster every time during the two meetings, he had to admit that Bai Lu did not underestimate anyone. After a moment of silence, he no longer Discussing this topic that made him autistic, he turned to: "Then what is your purpose?" He did not forget Bai Lu's identity as a visitor from another world. "I am organizing a game. Currently, two players have been selected. However, it is easy for the two parties to lose balance and end the game early. Therefore, this trip is to inspect the third party and confirm some things." Bai Lu never treats others. Conceal his thoughts and intentions because no one can stop him from doing what he wants to do. "I won't say more, because it's too troublesome to explain. You just need to know that you can't stop it, and this game is not a bad thing. The rest will be revealed when the time comes." "On your side, don't start the game at the beginning Exited before."""Wayne left the waiting room expressionlessly. The plane took off soon. That night, a special plane escorting the Gotham Police Chief crashed in the United States. The Chief, as well as a group of police officers, agents, and crew members were all unfortunately killed. When Wayne got the news, he immediately thought that Bai Lu did it, but he quickly rejected this idea. Based on his understanding of Bai Lu, there was no need to do such a thing even to escape. "Can you find a way to get the black box of that plane? It's best not to let people know that we did it." Wayne was suspicious, so he was cautious. Alfred said calmly: "I'll try my best, it should be fine." He knew people from all walks of life, and there were many things that the Wayne family's financial ability could not handle, but that didn't include secretly getting a black box. At the same time, Bai Lu, who was supposed to die, did not return to the Marvel Universe, but came to the hell universe next door to this universe. It's not that Bai Lu is dead, but that he wants a soul. Hell is not as bad as the world thinks, at least the courtyard of the Lord of Hell is still very poetic. Lucifer was sitting by the lake fishing, and said calmly: "That is an interesting soul, and there are few comparable souls in my collection. Why should I give it to you?"