Gotham Dark Godfather

Stepping back on the tram back to Gotham City, the dilapidated iron frames and old platforms quickly passed by the window. !Zhou Hao looked at the dazzling neon lights of Gotham. It seemed that the city would always be brightly lit and there would never be darkness.But the tram was crowded with people preparing to go to the early morning shift. There were noisy voices, the smell of cheap tobacco, and even next to Zhou Hao's seat, a black woman carelessly unbuttoned her buttons and breastfed the child in her arms. There is a feeling that makes people frown.

"Taking the tram back to the city is really a mistake." Zhou Hao frowned and thought to himself: "If there was a helicopter that could go from the suburbs to the city, I would be willing to take it no matter how much it cost... at least on the plane. Here, all you can see from the sky are splendid hotels and neon signs, and you won’t be crowded together with a group of liars, thieves and perverts..."

This is not a joke. As a policeman, at least he has good eyesight. Zhou Hao has already seen several sly guys putting their hands into the pockets of coworkers who were still dozing, but he did not intend to intervene without wearing a police uniform - -----Minding your own business is the first rule of thumb in Gotham.

By the time the tram arrived at the platform, the place was already bustling with people, even though it was dark and the sun wasn't working yet.But at least the attentive vendors have crowded every exit where people pass by, enthusiastically selling their products.

"Sir, please do yourself a favor and donate some money. For only $3, you can get the Confessions published by our church - about the fall of sinners who violated the Seventh Commandment of Moses." A guy who looked like a monk Waving a book, he squeezed to Zhou Hao's side with a smile on his face, and started to sell it while spitting.

"Go away, Brother Chun." Zhou Hao pushed the monk away impatiently and squeezed towards the exit of the station. Shopping at the station was almost like "Is there any mistake, the people of Gotham with simple folk customs will have compassion? It's really funny." Okay...but then again, this is indeed the most economically developed area, and even the monks in the church are out to make money...but the advertising slogans in his sales books are too bad, who You will know what the seventh commandment of Moses is..."

At this time, Zhou Hao glanced at other vendors selling newspapers and magazines around him. Perhaps because it was still too early, these people were holding thick books in their hands and waiting for customers, which aroused his interest.

"Hmm... The monk just now didn't seem to have that many books. In other words, has he sold almost all of them?" Zhou Hao shook his head hard and put behind him the fatigue of working all night. "The Seventh Commandment of Moses" .....Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao shouted to the crowd in the distance: "Hey! I suddenly feel inspired by the Lord and want to do something good..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the monk emerge from nowhere, and rushed to Zhou Hao in three steps at a time. He said with a bright smile: "May the Lord bless you, my husband! There is no donation at the moment." What a better way to accumulate virtue--at least if you give money to politicians, they won't do anything for you, but if you give money to the church, at least you can have a book..."

Zhou Hao didn't waste any time. He grabbed the book and flipped through a few pages. He saw that it contained all kinds of stories about sisters-in-law doing hair, the romance between Song Zhe and Ma Rong, and many indescribable records. It's about the fall.No wonder so many people buy it.

"Damn~! This kind of pamphlet actually has such an operation?" Zhou Hao sighed, and said casually to the priest: "Why is it that the whole article is full of words, but there are not one or two pictures? Just relying on the words, it is really It’s easy to limit my imagination”

As a person from the future, Zhou Hao has always believed in the truth that if there is a picture, the truth will be there, and if there is no picture, it will be blind. Especially if he holds a booklet similar to *** extracurricular tutoring, there is not even half a welfare picture, which is really unscientific.

Unexpectedly, the priest who just looked like a prostitute put on a serious expression and said righteously: "Sir, you are an outsider. The Gotham Gospel Life Committee prohibits the publication of the pictures you want to see. Violators will be punished." Heavy punishment --- we are a regular church, so naturally we will not do such a thing."

Zhou Hao curled his lips disdainfully, why didn't these guys talk about being legal and law-abiding when they wrote about Xiao Huang selling money.However, for reference to history, Batman Comics was first published in May 1939. Although there are a lot of incredible science fiction props in it, the most famous American comic "Yboy" was founded by Hugh Hefner in 5. In other words In short, there were no welfare publications in Gotham at this time that were in line with the preferences of gentlemen in modern society.Thinking of this, Zhou Hao couldn't help but curl up his lips, ha!Maybe someday, I will be able to open my own Playboy magazine in Gotham, where all the beauties and money will be collected, wouldn’t it be wonderful?

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao handed the book to the monk and prepared to leave. After all, in the future world, all pornographic and violent things can be read for free. It is not worth paying for such a pediatrician-level thing now.

Unexpectedly, this priest was very cunning. He insisted that Zhou Hao's fingerprints were stuck on the book and could not be returned, so he had to force him to pay.He also claimed that if the emperor found out that Zhou Hao was reading books without giving him money, he would definitely punish him by punishing him for losing money while playing cards, buying stocks, and having his monthly salary stolen. Very poisonous.

Zhou Hao, who was helpless, could only pay for this poor-looking booklet. Unexpectedly, when the vendors around him saw Zhou Hao paying for the book, they suddenly rushed to sell it like sharks smelling blood. , surrounded Zhou Haoli on the third and outer floors, with a certain attitude that if you don’t pay, you won’t be able to leave. In the end, poor Zhou Hao had no choice but to take out his police badge to drive these guys away.

After finally going through a lot of hard work, Zhou Hao finally arrived at the Gotham General Administration.It can be said that this is the second time he has come back. After traveling through time, he was sent to the remote Arkham District before he could even warm up his stool. Now that he is back, it feels like he is in another world.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Hao just walked into the hall and saw two police officers walking towards him.

"Inspector Zhou from Arkham District," the police officer said coldly and politely: "Director Luo has told you that if you come to the police station this morning, please go to his office and discuss anything with you."

Zhou Hao was shocked when he heard this. This time he came to the General Administration to fight the autumn breeze, and he specifically chose the time between 4 and 5 in the morning in order to get what he needed to do before the big bosses arrived.He even deliberately held his nose and took the tram here. Unexpectedly, such a low-key action could not escape Lobu's eyes.The most horrifying thing is where exactly was he discovered by Chief Luo's men: at the train station?taxi?Even every move he makes is monitored by this guy?

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao felt more and more anxious and didn't know how to deal with it. After all, if all his whereabouts were being monitored, then it would be obvious that the other party was on guard against him.It shouldn't be. I've only been to Arkham for a few days. Could it be that Loeb still holds a grudge for speaking up for Batman... Various possibilities kept appearing in Zhou Hao's mind. The more he thought about it, the more horrified he felt. Go to the director's office. The short journey turned murderous in Zhou Hao's eyes.

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