Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 120 Everyone has a bright future

"age?"

"I'm 24 years old and unemployed."

"gender?"

"male."

"Name?"

"Ma Zhaodi."

Looking at the still glaring pale light, Ma Zhaodi lowered his head, took out a pocky from the cigarette box, and put it into his mouth with melancholy.

"Ugh"

Sheriff Gordon sat across the table, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently. The two men sat facing each other, with smoke curling around the table, and all that was missing was a few bottles of beer.

"Chichi—bang! bang! bang!"

Outside the Gotham Police Department, brilliant holiday fireworks boomed, and the parade on the street was filled with laughter and joy. The two men turned their heads in tacit understanding to glance out the window, then turned their gaze back, feeling even more depressed.

Seeing Sheriff Gordon smoking so heavily, Ma Zhaodi wanted to tell a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

"Well, it's so lively outside the police station, haha, it's like a holiday."

Sergeant Gordon smoked even harder.

"That's a very good point." He said, "Don't say it again next time."

Ma Zhaodi lowered his head and ate his pocky silently.

After about three to five minutes, Sheriff Gordon finally adjusted his mood, raised his head and asked a question.

"How many times have you come in here?"

".This is the third time."

"Do you know what kind of people are in Gotham City and end up in jail at this rate?"

".criminal?"

"A habitual criminal, a gang member who's used to being in jail," Gordon replied. "You're the first private citizen to have given three statements at the police station."

"That's good."

"I really don't understand why you're always there whenever something major happens. I originally thought you were just unlucky, but now...are you sure you didn't go near the bank on purpose?"

“I deposited money there, sir.”

"Then there's no need to go there every day. The bank won't run away."

"But without Batman, the money in the vault would have almost grown legs and run away."

"Don't give me that," Sheriff Gordon asked. "Why on earth were you going there?"

"." Ma Zhaodi sighed. Going to the bank every day would indeed leave problems. After last Christmas, Sheriff Gordon had become friends with both him and Jason. If he refused to admit it, he would definitely be able to leave the police station, but it would also make him angry.

To be fair, both Ma Zhaodi and Jason like this righteous sheriff very much.

"Well, Chief Gordon, you should know that I used to be a waiter at the Red Dragon Restaurant—and later, I worked as a waiter at the Falcone family banquets for a while."

"Yes."

"Then you know why I didn't continue?" "Because they got you involved in gang warfare?"

"No, because they didn't dare let me continue - the Red Dragon fired me and made me help out in the kitchen at Maroni's for Valentine's Day."

Gordon's attention snapped to attention when he heard him mention this, and he casually asked, "Valentine's Day?"

"Well, they say I'm a disaster. Red Dragon was killed by Batman once, and Falcone's son was killed by the Festival Killer once. After I returned to Red Dragon, some thugs came and burned down the restaurant. In that case, they might as well let me out to cause trouble for Maroni."

".On Valentine's Day, Alberto blew up the restaurant as soon as you arrived."

"Yeah." Ma Zhaodi sighed. "After this incident, they were even more afraid to let me go to work. They just gave me money to stay at home."

Sheriff Gordon listened to these stories in astonishment. He thought Ma Zhaodi was going to talk about some gang fights, but he turned out to be talking about gang fighting tactics.

Are you praying to the gods here?
"To sum up," Ma Zhaodi shrugged. "After being fired, I became unemployed. A few days ago, I went to Gotham Bank to deposit some money, but to be honest, I don't feel very at ease."

"Because if I'm really that unlucky, then the money I keep in the Gotham Bank might not be safe. Out of concern, I hang around there every day. I don't have any ulterior motives, I just want to make sure the bank is okay."

Sheriff Gordon lit another cigarette and took a deep drag.

Damn, was Gotham City so weird before?
"Old Ma, from now on..." He chose his words carefully, trying not to sound hurtful, "You can go to Harvey's house less often. His house was just bombed, and it can't withstand a second destruction—wait, did you know him when his house was bombed?"

"?"

"Old Ma, don't get me wrong. I don't believe in these weird things. Besides, you're my friend—well, your statement is done. Let's go."

"??? But I haven't said anything yet——"

"No need. The murderer has been caught. And there are fireworks going off outside. Go watch them. There's no need to waste your time in the police station. I approve of this."

"Oh my god, Jim Gordon, you're—"

"Alas, cursing is so uncultured. Go ahead—Duke, Duke! What are you standing there for? Get this innocent passerby out of here! Hurry!"

A few minutes later, Ma Zhaodi stood at the gate of the Gotham Police Department with his middle finger raised high.

"Jim Gordon, I wish you could work all night tonight!"

On the other side, Batman also completed the interrogation of Mad Hatter and Scarecrow.

He was very glad that the Scarecrow's will to resist was strong enough today, which allowed him to use some torture to force a confession - the last time he was trapped by the Scarecrow on Mother's Day, he didn't have a good time that day.

Although he tried not to mix personal feelings into the interrogation, the scarecrow's screams did offset most of the anger in his heart.

Moreover, he had to falsify the scene to make it look like he was the one who did it, to support Ma Zhaodi's confession - it would be very dangerous if the vigilante's identity was known.

Fortunately, when Ma Zhaodi faced the Joker, he wore a Santa Claus suit, complete with fake eyebrows and a beard that covered half his face; when he faced the Straw Duo, he wore a pumpkin head; and when he was the perverted wheelchair man, he wore a black robe. So, in Gotham City, only Batman knows his true identity.

Sheriff Gordon didn't ask many questions when he caught the criminal. In fact, he was already used to Batman's violent behavior. It would be strange if the criminal he caught didn't have a few broken bones.

Everything has settled down. Ma Zhaodi received his odd job reward and continued to be an unemployed vagrant at home; Sheriff Gordon got the Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter, as well as overtime work for Independence Day; Batman got more information from Ma Zhaodi and wrote it down in a small notebook - everyone has a bright future.

In fact, the last member of the golden triangle, Harvey Dent, also had some special gains that night.

"Knock, knock, knock—Mr. Maloney, someone wants to see you."

"Ok?"

Harvey's eyes lit up when he heard the conversation coming from the phone.

"Are there any fish on the hook?"

(End of this chapter)