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Qin Yang's eyes revealed a kind of firmness and integrity. He raised his head and looked straight at Falconet, as if he wanted to convey his sincerity through his eyes.

"I believe these documents can prove my sincerity and position."

At this moment, the sunlight shone through the gap in the window onto Qin Yang's face, making the contours of his face more distinct. His high nose bridge and tightly pursed lips all expressed seriousness and earnestness.

Falcone took the document. The moment his broad and powerful hands touched the document, he could feel the thickness and texture of the paper.

He began to read the pages carefully, and every time he turned a page, he could hear the paper rustling slightly, like the whisper of fallen leaves in the wind on an autumn day.

His eyes were focused and deep, like a wild wolf foraging in the dark, not missing any details.

Sometimes his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and a few faint lines appeared on his forehead. That was his habitual movement when he was thinking and judging; sometimes they were slightly relaxed, as if he saw something that surprised and delighted him.

After a moment, he raised his head with a hint of recognition in his eyes.

That hint of recognition was like a ray of light in the darkness, faint but enough to change the atmosphere.

His eyes were no longer filled with suspicion and scrutiny as before, but were filled with more gentleness and trust.

Falcone said in a gentle tone: "You have indeed done a lot of homework, Qin Yang."

The voice was no longer as cold and harsh as before, but became much softer, like a warm breeze suddenly blowing in the cold winter.

"But I still need to know, what specifically do you want to ask me to do?" At this time, the atmosphere in the room was slightly relaxed, and the tension in the air seemed to be diluted.

Qin Yang nodded and went straight to the point: "Mr. Falcone, I have noticed a series of events that have occurred in Gotham City recently, especially regarding James Gordon and Oswald Cobblepot."

There was a gleam of all-seeing light in Qin Yang's eyes. As he spoke, he tapped the table lightly with his hands. The rhythmic tapping seemed to be keeping time for his words.

"I think these two characters are crucial to the future of Gotham."

His expression was serious and solemn, like a leader announcing an important decision.

Falcone frowned slightly, and his eyebrows were like two black caterpillars twisting restlessly.

Obviously surprised that Qin Yang mentioned these two people.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, with confusion and vigilance in his eyes, like a lion that was suddenly awakened, ready to deal with possible danger at any time.

Falcone said doubtfully, "Of course I know Officer Gordon. He is the light of justice in Gotham."

There was a kind of respect in his voice, and his expression turned serious when he mentioned Gordon, as if Gordon's name itself represented a sacred power.

"But Oswald Cobblepot, the cunning Penguin? Why is he so important?" Falcone's mouth curled downwards slightly, with a hint of disdain on his face. He leaned back in his chair, leaning back slightly, with his hands crossed on his chest, showing his inner doubts and contempt for the Penguin.

Qin Yang explained: "Although Oswald's methods are cruel, he is also an indispensable part of Gotham."

Qin Yang spoke at a moderate pace, and every word he spoke was clear and powerful, like nails driven into a wooden board.

"He holds many secrets of the underground world. If he can be used by us, he will be an important force in the fight against the Court of Owls."

There was a spark of wisdom in Qin Yang's eyes. He leaned forward and supported his hands on his knees, as if to emphasize his point.

Falcone pondered for a moment, his eyes became somewhat empty, as if he was lost in deep memories or complex thoughts.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on his arms, the rhythm sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as if it was the outward manifestation of his inner thoughts. His breathing also became slow and deep, as if he was trying to suppress the fluctuations in his heart.

It seems to be weighing the pros and cons.

Falconet said slowly: "Qin Yang, your plan sounds very bold."

The voice was deep and hoarse, like an echo coming from an ancient cave.

"But you have to understand that Gordon is a representative of the police, and I have always had a complicated relationship with the police."

At this point, a barely perceptible gloom flashed across Falcone's eyes, which was the mark left by his many years of entanglement with the police.

"As for Oswald, he is an even more elusive character."

Falconet shook his head slightly, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Why do you think I can protect them?" His eyes became sharp again and he stared straight at Qin Yang, as if he wanted to find the answer from his eyes.

Qin Yang said: "Mr. Falcone, your influence in Gotham is unmatched."

Qin Yang's eyes were full of admiration and trust, and his voice unconsciously rose a little, as if he was declaring an unquestionable fact to everyone.

"I believe that as long as you are willing to step forward, Gordon and Oswald's safety will be assured."

Qin Yang stood up and paced slowly in the room. His steps were steady and powerful. With every step he took, he could feel the floor vibrate slightly.

"And the plan I proposed is based on my recognition of your strength."

Qin Yang walked to the window and looked at the street scene of Gotham outside. His back looked particularly firm under the sunlight.

Qin Yang paused, his eyes still fixed outside the window, as if he was looking for more inspiration and strength from the streets and alleys of Gotham.

He took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself, then slowly turned around, observed Falcone's reaction, and continued.

In the following content, Qin Yang may further elaborate on the plan, or provide Falcone with more details about Gordon and Oswald to persuade Falcone to join the plan.

Qin Yang continued, “Mr. Falcone, let’s talk about Officer Gordon first.

Although he is in the police force, he has always longed for true justice and wants to break the existing dark pattern in Gotham.

Unlike the police officers who have been corrupted by the Court of Owls, he has integrity and courage that we can use to our advantage.”

Qin Yang's eyes were fixed on Falconet, his eyes full of expectation, hoping that he could understand his thoughts.

Qin Yang began to walk slowly around the room. His footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible, but each step carried a deliberate rhythm.

"You know, there is a serious split within the Gotham police force, with some people doing evil under the control of the Court of Owls, and Gordon has been trying to fight against them.

If we can unite him, we'll have a sword within the police force that can fight the Court of Owls."

As Qin Yang spoke, he gestured in the air with his hands, as if he was drawing a grand strategic blueprint. (End of this chapter)