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Falconet's tone became serious and he said, "Qin Yang, your words impressed me."

The voice became low and steady, like the deep echo of an ancient bell, and every word was full of weight.

He leaned forward slightly, and the expensive suit jacket made a slight friction sound as he moved, as if whispering about his inner caution.

"If you can really ensure the safety of Gordon and Oswald, and not interfere in my affairs, I am willing to consider your plan."

After saying this, he stared at Qin Yang closely, with a look of scrutiny and expectation, as if he was waiting for Qin Yang to make a more definite promise.

Qin Yang nodded. His movements were steady and powerful, like an ancient mountain, steadfast no matter the wind or rain.

His eyes flashed with the light of wisdom in the dimness. That light was like a beacon in the darkness. Although it was weak, it could illuminate everything around.

Then, Qin Yang spoke slowly, his voice low and firm, like the low thunder before a storm, foreshadowing the upcoming major decision.

Qin Yang said: "Mr. Falcone, the current situation is more complicated than we imagined."

Qin Yang's eyes became deep, like an endless black hole, as if to absorb everything around him.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and a shallow groove formed between his eyebrows, which seemed to hide his deep worry about the current situation.

"Although Officer Gordon is a man of integrity, he is also reckless."

As Qin Yang spoke, he shook his head gently. His hair swayed gently with the shaking of his head, like black silk threads swaying in the wind.

"I fear that, having learned of Fish Mooney's collusion with the Court of Owls, he will stop at nothing to confront Fish."

There was a look of worry in Qin Yang's eyes. His gaze seemed to penetrate the walls of the room and see the terrible consequences that Gordon's reckless behavior might bring.

Upon hearing this, Falcone frowned, and his eyebrows were like two black pythons entangled with each other, twisted tightly together.

Several deep wrinkles appeared on his forehead, like ravines carved by time on the earth, and each wrinkle was filled with agreement with Qin Yang's analysis.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a solemn look, like a general who was about to face a great battle and was thinking about how to respond.

Falcone said worriedly: "Gordon's loyalty is unquestionable, but his style of doing things does put him in danger."

There was helplessness and worry in Falcone's voice, and it sounded like an elder sighing to his juniors.

He leaned back in his chair, his body slightly tilted back, his hands crossed in front of his chest, his fingers tapping unconsciously on his arms, the rhythmic tapping sound seemed like a metronome of his inner worries.

"Fish Mooney is a ruthless woman. She will never let go of anyone who threatens her."

There was a flash of fear in Falcone's eyes, and his gaze became somewhat cold, as if suddenly covered by a layer of frost.

Qin Yang said: "That's right.

Fish will not only attack Gordon, but also follow the clues to find Oswald, the informer.

By then, I'm afraid both of them will die."

Qin Yang's expression became serious, and his facial muscles seemed to be tense, like a hard rock.

His eyes were full of urgency, like a burning flame, urging them to take action immediately.

“So we have to act ahead of the curve.”

Qin Yang's voice became high-pitched, like a battle horn. Upon hearing this, Falcone looked at Qin Yang sharply, and his eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing Qin Yang directly.

His eyes were full of anticipation and concentration, as if he was waiting for his next plan, like a person groping in the dark waiting for a ray of light to appear.

Qin Yang said: "First, we need to clean up the inside.

The Court of Owls has penetrated Gotham far deeper than we thought, and we must find and eliminate those spies lurking in the shadows."

Qin Yang's eyes became sharp, like an eagle foraging for food, revealing a ruthless decisiveness.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the force, as if to show his firm determination.

"Only in this way can we ensure the smooth progress of the operation."

Qin Yang's voice was firm and powerful, and every word was like a nail, driving deeply into the listener's heart.

Falcone nodded, but then frowned again.

He nodded slowly and heavily, as if expressing his initial approval of Qin Yang's plan, but the frown that followed showed his inner doubts.

Falcone said doubtfully, "How easy is it to clean up the inside? The power of the Court of Owls is intertwined and complex. If we are not careful, we will alert the enemy."

Falcone's voice was filled with worry, and his eyes revealed a kind of awe at the difficulty.

He shook his head slightly, his movement full of helplessness, like a weak man facing a powerful enemy but unable to resist.

He leaned forward, supported his hands on his knees, and stared at Qin Yang, as if waiting for Qin Yang to come up with a more feasible plan.

Qin Yang took a deep breath, and his chest bulged slightly as he inhaled, as if he was gathering strength for himself.

There was a gleam of confidence in his eyes, and that gleam seemed to be able to break through the numerous difficulties before him.

“Mr. Falcone, I understand the difficulties involved.

But we are not completely clueless.”

Qin Yang's voice was steady and calm, like an experienced helmsman controlling the direction of the ship in a storm.

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

He paced and said, "Although the spies of the Court of Owls are hidden very deeply, they will always leave some clues.

We can start with some recent unusual events.”

Qin Yang's eyes became deep, as if he was recalling events that might contain clues.

“For example, there have been some recent intelligence leaks within the Gotham Police Department.

This information may seem scattered, but if you analyze it carefully, you will find that there is a certain pattern in it.”

Qin Yang walked to a corner of the room and stopped. His fingers tapped lightly on the wall. The rhythmic tapping seemed to be keeping time for his words.

“We can first form a secret investigation team, and the team members must be people we absolutely trust.

This team is responsible for investigating the connections behind these unusual events and identifying people who may be spies of the Court of Owls. "(End of this chapter)