American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

With just one phone call from Naegi, three police cars were ready outside. Not only was he now the number one person in Arkham Police Department.

Another reason is that the money given by the city hall has arrived, and Naegi had not expected that the corrupt bureaucratic system in Gotham would unleash such a powerful force.

Before he got up this morning, people from the city hall had already delivered funds and supplementary supplies.

The funds are used to recruit more police officers. According to the old rules, the funds should be divided into 30% and 70%. Director Wei Fei will take 70%, and he will have to take a share of the remaining 30%. The rest will be used to recruit new police officers.

But under Miao Mu's kind smile, Director Wei Fei took leave due to poor health, saying that he was moving.

Miao Mu also arranged for two police officers to help. The funding was quite a lot, a full 320,000 in cash, which was enough to recruit people.

But Naegi divided the money...

In the previous Arkham Asylum incident, three police officers from the Arkham Police Department died and one was seriously injured, and the pension has not yet been paid.

The family of the dead policeman received 20,000 first, and the seriously injured one received 10,000. The other police officers in Arkham also received a share.

To be honest, with this one move, Miaomu almost got the yellow robe. He has both ability and money. It's hard to find such a boss!

Wei Fei was directly sidelined, and there were only about thirty people in the Arkham Police Department. If Miaomu had not had a certain degree of experience, he would have kicked the chief out by now.

"Open the armory! The guns were delivered this morning. Equip yourself and I'll take you to fight."

Miaomu came down from the upstairs wearing his coat like a bandit eagle, waved his hand and shouted unceremoniously.

It was the old car at the back of the convoy that made him a little annoyed. Where did the City Hall get it from?

It's one of those old-style sedans, just like the Beetle. What's even more outrageous is that the front bumper is made of solid I-beam, very sturdy.

The armory contained two boxes of new weapons, but although they were new to them, the equipment was also divided by region, and when it came to Arkham District, only the ordinary police shotguns were left.

Two in a box, a total of four Remington M870 shotguns, firing 12-gauge shotgun shells, with a capacity of 7 rounds, and no modifications.

Miaomu still likes this gun very much. At least it has enough lethality. It can break down doors and hit cars. It can kill all enemies equally at close range. Even if you are wearing a bulletproof vest, you have to lie down to cool down.

"Report, 1, 2, the twelve people in the office have assembled!"

Milo held a shotgun in his arms and saluted, but the smile on his face was harder to suppress than that on AK. He really liked the feeling of being in the spotlight.

Miao Mu nodded, glanced at the police officers standing by the car with their heads held high, and said, "We are all family people. There is no need to risk our lives for a few hundred dollars, but what if it's a few thousand dollars?"

When these words were spoken, the police officers, including Milo, were stunned for a moment. No... what were they talking about?

"We are going to the Upper East District today to crack down on gangsters and evildoers! We will arrest gamblers and drug dealers, and impose fines and confiscations! Send the arrested people to the Upper East District Police Station. That is not our jurisdiction, so go ahead!"

Naegi said this with a grin.

Gordon dared to play the trick of changing the territory to enforce the law, and he didn't mind going with the flow, driving the wolf to swallow the tiger, and making a profit!

Nothing is more exciting than making money, and killing every gang member is also a good thing.

The veteran police officers who were posing by the car understood the hint and started laughing.

The gangs in Arkham district only turned a blind eye as long as they paid protection money on time. Of course, whether they could do anything about it was another matter.

After all, there are some places in Arkham that even the police dare not enter, but... don't treat them as idlers. It's easier for them to bully those ordinary gangs than to eat melon seeds.

"Let's go to the Upper East Side. By the way! Milo, go make a copy of Gotham's wanted list. Nygma's laptop is still in the warehouse. Bring it over and use it."

Miaomu took the shotgun from Milo and sent him to the warehouse to get the computer. Nygma went to help Otis with the lawsuit.

Retired prosecutor receives bomb threat...

This thing is still useful after all, but the lawsuit still has to be fought, so this matter is thrown to Nygma, that conceited guy who is very interested in anything difficult.

And this lawsuit has to be fought in Star City, which is the city where Green Arrow is located. However... Green Arrow seems to be still surviving on a desert island like Robinson Crusoe, because there is no trace of him in Star City.

The name sounds a lot like Green Arrow chewing gum, and the guy looks like it, dressed in a green outfit imitating Robin Hood, proficient in bow and arrow shooting, but he is also an ordinary person and has no super powers.

He is also a rich playboy, comparable to Bruce Wayne, and both of them were born in an orphanage.

Compared to Batman, one of the five giants of the Justice League who can kill anyone he wants, Green Arrow is much inferior and is just a second-tier hero.

After becoming a superhero, he and his best friend, also a green Lantern, traveled around the United States, wandering around the world, seeking the true American spirit... and the way to salvation.

Then he became a Marxist...

He is also one of the few left-wing superheroes. Every Christmas, he gives Green Lantern a copy of "Das Kapital" to commemorate that long journey.

Milo had already run out with a laptop, and Miaomu's city Hummer was leading the way, driving in front.

The convoy drove out of the police station in a mighty manner. When they arrived at the entrance of the police station, Miao Mu, who was driving, slammed on the brakes and stopped.

The police car behind almost rear-ended him. The policeman driving the car suspected that Miaomu had pooped his pants, as he suddenly stopped.

The door of the Hummer was pushed open, Miaomu got out of the car and looked towards the electric pole on the side of the road. A figure was hiding behind it, just like an ostrich who only cares about its head and not its butt.

"Jason?" Miao Mu shouted over there.

Jason poked his head out from behind the telephone pole and looked at the police uniform on Miaomu and the domineering Hummer police car behind him. He was a little slow to react for a moment.

How come the big brother I recognized...became a policeman?

"Are you stupid?" Miao Mu walked over and waved his hand.

"No...you...you are a policeman?" Jason blinked but still couldn't come to his senses. How...did he become a policeman?

"Detective! Look at this, a senior detective, several levels higher than an ordinary policeman." Naegi took out a police badge wallet from his arms and opened it to reveal the documents inside.

"This..." Jason looked at the document, tilted his head, and wondered if he should run away...

How could Miaomu let him run away? After seeing a hint of retreat in his eyes, Miaomu reached out and grabbed Jason's clothes, tucked him under his arm, and walked towards the Hummer.

Opening the back door of the car, Miaomu pushed Jason inside.

Want to run? No way!

"Please help take care of my son!" Miao Mu smiled and gave himself a higher generation, which made the two policemen in the car stare at each other, and Jason's eyes widened even more.

"This...this child looks smart!"

The two policemen quickly made way for Jason to sit in the middle, and they praised him one after another.

The exaggerated statement made Miaomu grin in dismay.

"Alright, alright, this is the first time I've noticed that you guys are still so talkative. Why weren't you so talkative before?"

Miaomu was driving the car, picked up the pager and shouted to the car behind: "Let's go!" After that, he stepped on the accelerator and took the lead.

The two policemen at the back were also laughing awkwardly. The money in their pockets wasn't even warm yet, and the new boss took them to make money again. Not to mention the flattery, even licking his shoes would not be out of the question.

"Brother Miao, is he really your son?" Milo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked with a stifling smile, "You are exactly twelve years older than him."

“…I am gifted!”

Naegi glared at Milo with a murderous look, this foolish young man had no idea what would happen if he teased his boss.

After crossing the steel bridge, Miaomu braked, forced Milo out of the car, and told him to run forward...

"I'm used to it. I really think I'm a good person."

Miaomu was driving and looking at Milo running like a dog in the rearview mirror, he felt much better.

As his mood became relaxed, a long-lost voice sounded in his mind, bringing a happy smile to Miaomu's face again.

[Ding! The adventure treasure has been refreshed - please explore on your own]