American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Special operations team leader Ferras walked towards the toilet indignantly with a cigarette in his mouth.

Miaomu, Miaomu, everyone is talking about Miaomu, the rising star in the police force, the hero who solved the case in seven hours, what a thing!

Ferras pushed open the toilet door and walked in, taking out a lighter from his pocket and lighting it. He didn't notice that he was followed after leaving the party.

Jerry Caberson, who walked in right after him, clenched his fists. The bastard in front of him had robbed them of the credit they had paid for with their lives, so how could he let him go!

"Hey! Lend me a light!"

"Who?"

Ferras turned his head away with an unhappy look on his face. There weren't many people in the Gotham Police Department who dared to borrow a light from him. Aren't they afraid of being beaten by him?

As soon as he turned his head, Jerry punched him. The defenseless Ferras was hit hard and took several steps back before he could steady himself. Blood was oozing from the corner of his broken mouth.

"Bah! Where is this bastard!"

Ferras spat out a mouthful of blood and swung his fist to hit him. Although he boasted a lot and told a lot of lies, there was one thing he was right about: he was indeed a retired special forces soldier.

His force level is also ranked among the top in the Gotham Police Department, but slightly worse than Gordon. Although Sheriff Gordon lives a very frustrating life, his strength is not bad at all.

Jerry had the advantage in the surprise attack, but when Ferras started to fight back, Jerry gradually couldn't hold on, if he hadn't been big and strong enough and had rich experience in street fighting.

This former special forces soldier really made a comeback.

The toilet door was kicked open by someone, and Naegi rushed in directly, looking at Ferras and kicked him.

Outside the toilet door, Nygma carried the cane he made himself, closed the door, and hooked a yellow warning sign to be placed at the door.

Then he held his cane, leaned against the wall and waited.

In the restroom, Miaomu and Jerry cooperated well and beat Ferras directly. Ferras had just dodged Jerry's punch when he was kicked in the heart by Miaomu.

"You, you dare!"

Fellas was beaten back step by step. He leaned against the wall, panting and shouting, "You dare to attack me? Just try it!"

"Fuck it, just try it! I can't kill you!"

Miaomu clenched his fist and swung his right arm to smash forward. The fist was easy to dodge, but the sweeping arm was difficult to dodge.

The blow made Ferras' head buzz as if he had been hit by a solid baseball bat, or even more violently.

The material of Naegi's shark-tooth arm armor is harder than ordinary metal. Combined with the strength of his arms, this knocked Ferras stunned and he sat directly on the ground.

Next up was Jerry's football kick, the most powerful kick of all, a move that was expressly prohibited in fighting competitions.

The kick hit Ferras on the head, causing him to crash into the wall. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Now even if it wasn't a concussion, it became a concussion.

Miaomu spat on Ferras, he had endured it for so long just to teach him a lesson, anyone who dared to touch the credit deserved to die.

Jerry kicked him twice again out of frustration.

"Okay, Jerry, we have to get ready to go home. This dinner party is not suitable for us. Let's find a place to have a warm meal."

Miaomu turned on the faucet beside the sink to wash his hands, then looked up at the mirror. The scar on his face was not obvious anymore. Fortunately, the dagger of Sharp Claw was sharp enough, so it was just a scratch.

Therefore, the scar heals quickly and there is no need to suture the scar.

The toilet door was pulled open, and Naegi walked in wiping his hands, and Nygma walked over while poking the ground with his cane.

Jerry closed the toilet door, hung the warning sign on the door handle, looked left and right before following.

"Have you decided? You're going to make a splash."

Nygma spoke up and said that he had already put himself in the position of military advisor and started thinking about their future.

"How about I just shout out my support for Batman? I really want to see Director Lobo put on a sour face."

Miaomu wiped his hands with a tissue, with a malicious smile on his face. Batman's winter is not so easy. It's good to gain some favor. It's worth it anyway.

"Batman? He can indeed be considered an ally. As long as we exercise violence and duty within order, he should not attack us. By the way, aren't you curious about who he is?"

Miao Mu shook his head, raised his hand and said: "Batman is a bait, a piece of cheese on a mousetrap. Anyone who is curious about him and wants to know who he is will be... snap!"

Naegi clapped his hands fiercely, like a mousetrap closing, "Now that we know his true face, we'll become the mouse that's caught."

“This metaphor is still very interesting.”

Nygma smiled, agreeing with this statement.

Leaving the evidence room and taking another path made his brain more active.

He recalled the puzzle competition his teacher had after class in elementary school, except this time he couldn't peek at the answers, which made the puzzle more challenging.

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"Hey, hero, there are so many reporters waiting for you. It took you so long to go to the bathroom? Did you see a girl?"

A senior detective came over with a wine glass in hand, pretending to be very familiar with him and wanted to get closer to Naegi.

"Sorry, I don't talk to clowns."

Miao Mu dodged sideways and headed straight for the circle where the reporters were.

The senior detective was so angry after hearing this that he cursed under his breath and was bumped by Jerry from behind.

"Sorry, I didn't see you."

Jerry smiled and walked past him.

"Hey, Detective Naegi! Can I interview you?"

A reporter who was eating at the buffet saw Miaomu coming, quickly put down the plate in his hand, took out a small notebook from his pocket and ran over.

You are not allowed to bring video recorders into the police station, and camera film must be inspected before it can be taken away.

After all, this was not just an internal gathering of the police, but also included high-ranking officials from the Gotham City Government and celebrities and aristocrats in society.

"Okay, what's the interview?"

Miao Mu stopped and asked politely.

"Um, I'm Jessica, a reporter from Gotham Daily. What do you think of the recent street vigilante Batman?"

Jessica has brown hair and wears a professional suit. She looks more like a TV host than a reporter.

"Batman? I don't have any opinion. He is just doing what he wants to do. As for whether it is legal or not... it is definitely illegal, but what he does is not wrong."

When Jessica heard what Miaomu said, she immediately wrote it down in her notebook. She had already come up with a manuscript in her mind, which might make it to the front page!

"So, do you think Batman is just?"

"Yes, at least he is righteous now, standing on the side of the majority of people in Gotham, saving the weak who have been harmed by evil."

"At least?"

"Yes, who knows what he will be like in the future? But now he is a hero who protects the weak, a knight in darkness. Gotham's nights are never as peaceful as they seem."

"The Knight in the Dark! That's it!"

Jessica exclaimed in surprise, this is the headline! Tomorrow's front page headline, a private interview with police hero Miao Mu, street vigilante Batman is the dark knight.

Looking at the excited look of the female reporter, Naegi couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. He had learned some things from the Riddler Nygma.

The police will soon take action against Batman, whose presence has disrupted the order of the dark city.

Gangsters, criminals, and police won't let him go.

This winter is cold...

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