[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

Now Ryan was standing under the GCPD building.

At night, the towering single building can't see the top at a glance, the exact same glass windows reflect the clouds and sunlight, and the police badge is hung in the most conspicuous place, which makes people awe-inspiring.

Standing under the sun, the GCPD, which was supposed to be the guardian of the city, has no way to deal with the darkness of Gotham, and even joins with it, thinking that it is doing the right thing to eliminate the real justice of Gotham.

Is it to satisfy the hearts and minds of Gotham?No, it should be said that it is for the few people who really control Gotham.

The poor and even the ordinary class living in Gotham know that GCPD serves those who are extremely rich, and their savior is only Batman and his Bat family.

However, the existence of the Bat family eventually touched the cake of some people, which led to the upper part of Gotham trying to control Gotham, or the part of the people who really controlled Gotham regarded Batman as a thorn in the flesh.

Ryan was wearing a blue jumpsuit, which didn't fit him, making him look extremely thin.

It seems that the wind will fall down, coupled with the medical crutches, it is even more reminiscent of Ryan's life, it must be the bottom of Gotham society——

In order to live, I have to do some dangerous, low-income, tiring jobs that no one wants to do.

The white words printed on the back of the jumpsuit read XX Project.

The material of the one-piece suit seemed to be mass-produced from chemical fibers. The clothes had a strong smell of chemical products, and it caused a tingling pain when it was attached to Ryan's skin. After a while, it even started to feel hot and itchy.

The itchy Ryan felt uncomfortable, he wanted to stretch out his hand to scratch the itch, but he couldn't free his hand, so he could only bear with his lips.

His skin was allergic to the poor-quality clothes, but he was also wearing a T-shirt and shorts inside, otherwise more skin would suffer like this.

Now, Ryan is going to sneak into the GCPD building as an electrician.

Today is the weekend, there are not many police officers on duty, but there are quite a few people who come to report the crime. The police are off on weekends, and citizens are also off on weekends, so citizens can only report on weekends.

Ryan is one of them.

The policeman sitting in the foyer frowned impatiently. He took the dictation of the reported case not very seriously, and then perfunctorily asked the reporter to go home and wait. The police will notify him as soon as possible.

But everyone knows that what he said will notify the reporter as soon as possible means that you may not be able to wait in this life.

Because people who came to report important cases, or those who wore expensive clothes, were directly invited into the police station. Unlike them, they could only line up in the lobby.

Finally arrived at Ryan, the policeman sitting in the foyer raised his eyelids to look at Ryan and confirmed his identity.

He simply dropped the pen and drank the water with a slow and arrogant tone.

"What case are you going to report?"

Ryan, who was looking at the surrounding environment, first took half a step back in surprise, his lips twitched, his expression was dull, and his voice was extremely soft. "I didn't report the crime." After finishing speaking, he clenched his cane tightly with his fingers, shrunk his shoulders, and reduced his sense of existence as much as possible.

Ryan's actions were completely unconfident and inferior.

While the policeman felt pitiful looking at Ryan's appearance, he couldn't help ridiculing and disdaining Ryan in his heart. Oh, it's so pitiful. I've been looking at the surrounding environment. I'm afraid I have never worked in such an environment in my life. pass?

Plenty of space, warm air-conditioning and comfortable seating, and jobs that are just a fingertip away.

However, Ryan tried his best to pretend nothing happened, he raised his head, "I'm here to check the pipeline." As he spoke, Ryan raised the repair box in his hand.

He put his crutches forward, squatted down with difficulty and put down the repair box in his hand, then reached into his jacket pocket with his dirty white gloved hand and took out a mobile phone.

Ryan turned on the screen and showed the content displayed on the phone to the police. It was a forwarded message on social software, which was sent by the police station to the circuit maintenance company, asking them to check the pipeline.

The policeman glanced at the crutch next to Ryan and the crippled right leg with undisguised eyes, and finally exaggerated in a completely deliberate voice: "Is that dangerous work? Your leg may not be very convenient. , it’s not good if you fall.”

The police's deliberately increased volume attracted the attention of others. Many people looked sideways at Ryan, and Ryan subconsciously hid his right leg back.

"I have a license to practice." Ryan explained to himself in a low voice.

"Are you sure? I've seen those pipes. They are messy and dangerous. Can you fix them with a cripple?" the policeman said suspiciously.

Ryan blushed, and he raised his volume a little: "Yes sir, I'm sure I can, if I can't, I don't have to pay."

"Remember what you said, if you can't settle it, you won't get paid." Naturally, the policeman wouldn't really let Ryan go in, he just wanted to taunt Ryan to get pleasure.

Pressure from family, superiors, and friction from colleagues, all these social phenomena will eventually turn into emotions accumulated in the heart, and then find someone who has a worse life than oneself, and vent on him.

This is a common phenomenon in Gotham people.

Ryan nodded, then lowered his head, and followed the policeman who guided him into the interior of the police hall.

"I'm at the door, if you need anything, please let me know." The policeman who led Ryan to the area where the pipeline was buried was a newcomer.

He is not as deliberately difficult as the policeman sitting in the foyer, he is still full of vigor and vitality that belongs to young people, and he has not been assimilated by the cruel reality and dull colleagues——

It's also easier to cheat.

Ryan walked into the power distribution room with a cane. He took out a silver wrench from a small box and tapped it against the pipe. It looked decent.

The policeman just glanced at it and then turned his head. Lean took out his mobile phone with his back to the policeman. He was holding the mobile phone in his left hand, with his right hand crutched, and the thumb of his left hand was frantically tapping the screen to implant a string of complicated code.

Inspecting and repairing pipelines is a complicated process. When Ryan arrived at the police station, it was already 05:30 in the afternoon, which was close to the off-duty time of the police station. He knocked on the side of the pipeline and occasionally repaired the damaged parts.

The time soon reached 07:30 in the evening, and Gotham in spring was already full of purple clouds, leaving only the brilliance of the setting sun falling in the distance.

When the time specified by Ryan was reached, the implanted code began to attack the police station's network.

The lights in the police station suddenly changed to red with a strong sense of alertness, and the siren sounded throughout the entire GCPD floor.

"Attack detected—attack detected—"

The police who stayed in the police station quickly took out their guns from the duty preparation room and guarded the surroundings.

Ryan seemed to be taken aback. He trembled, and the wrench in his hand hit the ground. He called out nervously, "Officer? Officer, what's wrong?"

The young policeman who was guarding Ryan tensed up when he heard the siren sound. This special ringtone was completely different from the ringtone they usually used when they went out to the police. It was because someone triggered the alarm inside the police station. .

He looked at Ryan, and then at the distance, he was hesitating whether to leave.

The alarm sounded only twice and then stopped. Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a whistling electric sound from the horn, followed by an indistinguishable, synthetic voice.

"I planted a bomb in the GCPD building. There is a time limit of half an hour to find and dismantle it, otherwise the GCPD police station building will be reduced to ashes."

These words once again raised the hearts of the remaining policemen in the police station.

Too many people came to the GCPD office today, which made it impossible for them to find out who left the bomb in the police station, and more importantly, where the bomb was hidden.

But the good news is that GCPD only opened the lower ten floors of the police station building to residents who come to the police station to work, so their search range is only the lower ten floors——

The premise is that there is no inner ghost in the police station, and it is not arranged by the internal personnel of the police station.

The police were only panicked for a moment. The deputy police chief Jonathan organized the orderly activities of the police officers who stayed at the police station. He asked one of the policemen to go upstairs and turn on the bat light.

In short, when in doubt, look for Batman. Isn't Batman good at this?His black technology equipment can retrieve weapons faster.

The deputy director unhurriedly dialed the phone number for Gordon to ask for help, but it showed that the phone was in a state of no signal. He froze and took out his mobile phone to try to dial the outgoing number. Without exception, All are in a state of no signal.

The person who planted the bomb inside the police station cut off the signal of the police station's communication to the outside, along with the network.

"You turned on the bat light? This is cheating, so in order to maintain the difficulty of the game, I will..."

With a bang, the power of the police station was cut off, and except for the red light that represented alert, it was pitch black.

"Take back your right to use electricity."

"It's worth reminding that there are still 25 minutes left, and Batman can't come so soon. Do you choose to dismantle the bomb? Or wait for Batman?" The androgynous voice revealed the coldness of its owner.

As he said, Batman didn't get to GCPD so soon, because he had other things to deal with now, and Batman glanced coldly at the oil tanker that blocked his way.

"Master, the drone has detected that there are no less than three snipers lurking on the roofs on both sides of you."

"I see."

Several men in black wearing the uniform of the owl court claws came out from the shadows, and they rushed to Batman: "Batman, this will be the court's ultimatum to you."

"Stop maintaining the red hood. This is a dispute within the court, and the Bat-Family cannot be allowed to interfere." Claw's voice sounded like an emotionless robot chanting his lines.

They are indeed emotionless robots, they are emotionless killers trained by the owl court, and they will only carry out the orders of owls unconditionally.

Batman squinted his eyes, what do you mean?The Red Hood was clearly not a member of the Court of Owls, so how could he be involved internally with the Court of Owls? It seemed that he needed to check what Jason was doing recently.

On the surface, Batman held the Batarang back in his hand calmly.

Seeing that Batman had the will to fight, the Claws no longer hesitated, and took out their weapons to fight with Batman.