American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

After coming out of the Arkham police station, the first thing you see is a gray sky. It is rare to see blue sky in Gotham City.

There is no bustling downtown area with all the extravagance and decadence around it. It is the worst place in the Arkham District of Gotham City.

The old sewage treatment plant is in operation, sewage is bubbling in the rusty steel pipes, and the tall chimneys in the dilapidated chemical factory are releasing pungent white smoke into the sky.

The streets are littered with black plastic bags filled with household garbage. Depression and backwardness are the bywords for this place. After all, this is Arkham, the concentration camp for those mentally ill lunatics.

Few normal people would be willing to live next to a mental hospital.

Miao Mu and Jerry Caberson, wearing black police uniforms and police hats, walked along the road with their hands in their pockets.

It is already late autumn. The withered yellow leaves on the roadside are blown everywhere by the wind, and the seedlings are looking around with air blowing.

Although Gotham City appears to be very technologically advanced in movies and comics, it is actually set during the Great Depression.

"Mumu, what are you looking at? What's so interesting about this place?" Jerry took a breath and asked in confusion.

From the beginning, Miaomu has been looking around as if he is looking for something.

Miao Mu, who was walking in front, rolled his eyes when he heard this. Could he say that this was his first time here and he was very curious?

But "Mumu" is indeed his nickname. Jerry is from the same area as himself. They are both gangsters from the Lower East Side and they are best friends.

Turning his head to look at him, Miao Mu smiled teasingly and said, "You said you know who did it, so where should we go to catch him?"

As he spoke, Naegi reached out and pulled the leather holster on his belt, revealing a Colt Enforcer pistol with six rounds of bullets and a caliber of 9mm.

The firepower is a little bit poor, but it is the standard equipment for police in this era, and the only thing they lack from becoming official police officers is an official police badge.

Jerry stopped, looked around vigilantly, and quickly waved to Miaomu to come over. Miaomu took two steps forward.

Even though there isn't even a bird on this street, there should still be a sense of ritual. If it isn't mysterious, how can it be considered a secret?

"Listen to me, do you remember the guy we met in the Lower East Side apartment?" Jerry stared with his light blue eyes and said excitedly, as if he was waiting for Naegi to ask.

"Who?" Miaomu asked cooperatively. He really couldn't remember who it was.

"Oswald! That guy is now a button man under the Romans. You can definitely get the news by looking for him."

"Romans?"

When Miao Mu heard this, he seemed to remember something.

In Gotham City, the name Roman is not ordinary. This name represents the top of Gotham's underworld, Carmine Falcone.

Although he is only a second-rate villain in the comics, he was definitely a top boss in the early days of Gotham City, and the Roman Empire he established was extremely glorious.

The button men under his command can walk directly into the police station, shoot witnesses, and then walk away.

Button men are the name of their thugs.

"Fuck, is it reliable? Don't let us down. It's not easy to get this skin." Miaomu pulled the police uniform jacket with some concern.

The two of them were poor people with neither money nor power. Instead of joining gangs to be thugs, they joined the police station and became trainee police officers. The feeling was extremely difficult.

So, Jerry was so excited to hear that he could become a formal police officer, and that catching the criminal could directly lead to a promotion to sheriff, which was a shortcut to success for them.

"It's okay. Don't forget that we rescued him before. I was the one who carried him back. It will be okay to ask him for help!"

Jerry patted his chest and grinned. When they lived in the Lower East Side, they had fought a lot. Especially Naemu, with his yellow skin and black hair, he got into trouble a lot.

However, both of them are also very good fighters. If they had not seen many gang members die violently, they might be thugs under the Romans now.

"Okay, but this place is quite far from the Lower East Side. Shall we take the subway?" Miaomu turned his head and looked at the iron bridge in the distance.

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More than ten minutes later.

On the Gotham City subway, Naegi sat on a chair looking at the graffiti on the subway window, while Jerry stood beside him looking at his hand, because the winner was decided by rock-paper-scissors over one position.

He lost, and was a little unwilling to accept the loss, but it was not too far from the Lower East Side and he could get there after standing for a while.

There were still quite a few people in the carriage, but when they saw the black police uniforms on them, they all squeezed to the side and dared not get close.

In Gotham, the police and gang thugs are basically equated. Sometimes, things are worse when they fall into the hands of the police, but there are not many shootings.

Ever since the good men Wayne and his wife were shot in Sin Alley, gun control is now quite strict, mainly because the flow of arms is controlled by the Romans.

Miao Mu leaned back in his chair, looking out the window with his head tilted, but in his heart he was thinking about the golden finger he had obtained.

[The Adventure Treasure has been refreshed——Please explore on your own]

Apart from this sentence, there was nothing, no hint, and no response.

However, Miaomu still deduced some information from this, that this golden finger is most likely something similar to treasure hunting.

But you have to find it on your own - what to find?

Naegi looked towards Gotham City outside. After leaving Arkham District, he could see the city, but the sky was still not very clear and it looked like it was going to rain.

If you think about it carefully, apart from Batman, a super rich man, he has spent a lot of money to develop high-tech equipment.

Gotham is really an awesome place, it has everything, magic, mutations, technology, and even martial arts.

Just as Naegi was imagining the future, the train stopped.

Jerry, with his strong body, was the first to squeeze out of the car door, followed closely by Naegi. They had already arrived at the Lower East Side.

But a light rain started to fall from the sky, hitting the platform.

Miao Mu raised his hand and adjusted the police hat on his head, and the two of them walked towards the slum apartment in the Lower East Side in the rain.

Because it was raining, people on the street were hurrying to and fro, and there was a bit of fresh air. As the surrounding environment became more and more familiar, Jerry pinched his nose with some emotion.

Miao Mu raised his hand and patted his broad back. This guy was about the same height as himself, but the width of his body made him look very sturdy and strong.

The surrounding apartment buildings are becoming increasingly dilapidated, especially after being wet by the rain, making them look even more eerie and damp, so keep away from strangers.

The people squatting under the awning against the wall to avoid the rain stared at the two of them like a group of hyenas on the grassland, their eyes full of hostility and cold rejection.