Bicardina, a once famous female star in Gotham.

With long light blonde hair, big blue eyes, a handsome face, and a young and sexy body, she is as beautiful as an elf from fairyland.

However, she only filmed one movie before disappearing from the film industry. When she appeared again, she followed Falcone to a banquet for Gotham's upper class.

Falcone is almost 70 years old, and he has found a 20-year-old mistress. It's really... enviable...

Miaomu drove straight to the old town of Gotham, which was the original center of Gotham City and the first generation Wayne Tower building.

However, with the increase in population and the changes of the times, the city center gradually shifted and became the location of luxury homes and old houses inherited by some celebrities and families.

The Wayne family's mansion is the first-generation Wayne Tower, which looks like a skyscraper. When Gotham City was established, it was a landmark building, just like the current Wayne Group headquarters.

It was planned and built by Bruce Wayne's great-great-great-grandfather, Alan Wayne, one of the founders of Gotham City.

Most of the buildings on the street have Gothic spires. Although they look old from the outside, the houses are magnificent inside.

Bicardina's home is a European-style villa. The overall style is ivory white, just like the princess castle in fairy tales. It is really a golden house for hiding beautiful girls.

Miaomu parked the car on the side of the road. There were already quite a few cars parked nearby. The police from Gotham Old Town were standing outside. They looked more like security guards than police, although they were almost the same.

Here, the biggest task of the police in Gotham's old town is to protect this villa area, and the most common cases here are thefts, as no one knows that there may be a treasure trove in that house.

"Crime Squad!" Milo took out his police badge and shouted.

The policeman from the old city standing at the door looked at Milo and the others with some surprise, but didn't say anything. He made way for them and even had an expectant expression on his face.

Milo walked in first.

Miaomu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, then turned around and looked around. The number of cars parked on the street was... wrong, there were too many.

"What are you doing? I'm a detective from the Major Crimes Unit!"

Milo shouted in the yard, and Miaomu hurried over. In the yard was a group of guys wearing black windbreakers and with fierce eyes. Their momentum was like a group of German wolfhounds.

After blocking Milo outside, Miaomu noticed that these people had weapons hidden under the hems of their windbreakers, but they didn't show them.

Milo was pushed away and looked a little ugly.

"Arkham Police Department is investigating a case! Get out of the way!" Naegi took out an M500 revolver and pointed it at the head of the guy who was blocking his way.

At the same time, he kicked out, and the guy who was blocking the way in front of him was kicked. His body arched and flew backwards and hit the door.

The people around quickly picked up the weapons in their hands, all of which were Thompson submachine guns, also known as Chicago typewriters.

Windbreakers, suits, submachine guns, and a uniform posture, Naegi knew who these people were, the Roman Guards.

It seems that the Roman who has a beautiful woman in a golden house has arrived. But if the situation wasn't wrong, Naegi would really want to laugh.

"who!"

A man hurriedly walked out of the room, and when he saw the guard lying on the ground, his face suddenly became solemn, but when he saw Naegi, he blinked again.

Miao Mu was a little surprised when he looked at him. It was none other than the Penguin Man in the Upper East Side, Oswald, who was wearing a black suit and a bow tie around his neck.

He looks more like a waiter, mainly because of his height and he doesn't have that intimidating aura.

"Ahem, Arkham Police Department is investigating a case. We received a call that Miss Bicardina has been kidnapped. I'm Detective Naegi!"

Miaomu coughed and spoke in an official tone. After all, given the situation, the two of them couldn't chat like brothers.

Oswald also understood immediately and gave Naegi a look. There was a reason why this guy could make it so far, and his ability to read people's expressions was first-rate.

"It has nothing to do with you! Get out!!!"

Oswald shouted at the top of his voice and took a step back deliberately so that people in the room could hear him.

Someone in the room spoke, as if asking who was outside.

Oswald ran in quickly, and after a moment, he came out and looked at Naegi, nodding slightly to indicate that he was safe.

"Come in," Oswald said, making way.

Naegi and Milo walked forward, but Oswald raised his hand to stop them, "You can't bring guns in, give them to me!"

Oswald stretched out his hand and asked for a gun. Naegi handed him the M500 revolver in the holster. The shape of this gun was a lot larger than an ordinary revolver, and it felt heavy to hold.

Milo also handed his service pistol to Oswald, and the two were searched again before they went in.

The decoration in the house has a palace feel, with silver-edged ceilings, crystal hanging lamps, and classical furniture.

But what concerned Naegi the most was a man standing by the wall, wearing a black baseball cap, a long black windbreaker, and a series of scars on his face.

The scars formed by four short horizontal lines and one long horizontal line are densely packed and crisscrossed on his face, and there is murderous intent in his cold eyes.

Victor Zsasz!

Miao Mu recognized him immediately. No one else would be such a pervert who would cut himself after killing someone.

Victor Zsasz, also known as Mr. Zsasz, is a famous killer in Gotham. He practices hand-to-hand combat for 16 hours every day and is a master of fighting.

Rather than using guns, he preferred to use a knife or something else to tear people's necks.

He cut himself with a knife every time he killed someone. The dense scars on his body showed the number of deaths he had caused by at least a hundred people.

Zas's eyes were also fixed on Miaomu, and a creepy sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen a good prey.

Miao Mu also clenched his fists and glared at him fiercely. The two of them were so powerful, like a needle against a wheat spike, and neither of them backed down.

Milo and Oswald didn't know what to do when they saw this scene. Falcone, who had been sitting at the dining table nearby and remained silent, looked up and took a look.

I took another look at Miaomu, and he looked familiar...

"Victor." Falconet called out.

Victor Zass smiled and turned his head, no longer paying attention to Naegi, while Naegi turned to look at Falcone.

Falcone, dressed in a neat suit as if he were on a date, was twirling a playing card in his hand.

"As long as she's alive, I'll pay her 30 million dollars, and you police don't have to worry about it." Falcone threw the playing cards in his hand on the table. Face up, it was a grinning Joker card.

In playing cards, it is also called the joker or the ace.

The moment Naegi saw the playing cards, his face suddenly turned gloomy, clown!

Falcone picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. The red wine was as rich as blood.

There were dishes on the dining table, and next to it was a golden candlestick with pink candles on it. It seemed that the romantic candlelight dinner had turned into something that only one person could enjoy.

"Major Crime Squad, Gordon! Get out of my way!"

Gordon, holding his police badge, rushed in, ignoring Zsasz's gaze, walked straight to Falcone and slapped the badge on the table.

"Excuse me, Miss Bicardina, how did you disappear?"

"Are you questioning me, Mr. Sheriff?"

Falcone asked angrily. The ups and downs he had experienced over the years enabled him to control his mind steadily and not be blinded by anger.

However, he is not a good-natured person without temper. Those who are canned in the slaughterhouse are the ones who have the best say on this.

Putting down his wine glass and wiping his mouth with his napkin, Falconet looked at Gordon and threw the napkin in his face.

"Get out!"

Gordon clutched the napkin in his hand and slammed the table heavily, "Falcone, you will pay for what you have done, but what is the matter with Miss Bicardina's disappearance!"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Falcone said in a deep voice, regardless of his status as the godfather of the Gotham underworld or the rules of the mafia.

He is not allowed to bow his head to the police, let alone ask the police for help. That is a sign of cowardice and incompetence.

No matter who this clown with green hair is, he will pay a heavy price for his actions.

"Gotham Police Department, Major Crimes Unit 1, is in charge of this case. We will bring Miss Bicardina back safely! Please cooperate!"

"Heh... let's go."

Falcone did not hold back, but stood up and left. When he passed by Naegi, he whispered:

"I remember you."

Miao Mu curled his lips in embarrassment.

Oswald was running in front, and it was obvious that his current position was to serve Falcone and act as errand boy.

After Falcone left, Naegi walked to the dining table, reached out to pick up a piece of steak with sauce and put it into his mouth. While chewing, he tapped the playing cards on the table with his fingers.

"It was the clown who did it. Can you help me?"

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