Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 186: Would you consider going to the church to perform an exorcism ceremony?

"Sheriff, there's a delivery for you."

Hearing this, Sheriff Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

He had been working at the Gotham Police Department for such a long time, and most of the time the express deliveries he received were normal, such as small gifts from friends, postcards from old classmates, or prank gifts from colleagues. In general, out of a hundred express deliveries, basically ninety-eight were normal.

But those very few abnormal express deliveries are usually very scary.

A serial killer once sent out beautifully wrapped, bloody body parts as a demonstration or provocation; gangs also sent criminal information and evidence from their rivals, hoping to use the police department as a weapon - but this kind of stuff is actually not that bad. For the officers of the Gotham Police Department, this kind of stuff will at least cause some pressure. For the Gotham Police Department, where most officers just give up, a few officers are used to resisting pressure, and the sheriff is comparable to the god of war, it basically does not cause any harm.

But sometimes, the things sent can cause real harm.

Scarecrow's fear gas, the Joker's laughing gas, Two-Face's bombs, Deathstroke's tear gas, and a single-person assault are all terrorist attacks that can cause substantial damage to the police station and are very troublesome. In the few attacks on the Gotham Police Department, some of the gas attacks required Batman to develop an antidote, but in most cases, the result was still a large number of officers suffering serious injuries.

"Has the package been scanned?"

"I scanned it. One of them seems to contain some electronic device, very small, like a cell phone; the other one seems to contain a letter."

Hearing this answer, Gordon finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Then maybe someone wrote to me. Since it's safe, bring it in. Oh, Joseph, is the new police officer Ma Zhaodi back on duty today?"

"Yes, he's outside."

"That's perfect. Please call him for me. I have something I want to talk to him about."

Soon, Joseph came out of Gordon's office.

"Ma Zhaodi, Sheriff Gordon wants to see you." He said this and put the package in Ma Zhaodi's hand: "This is his package, can you please take it in?"

So Ma Zhaodi knocked on the door and entered the room.

Chief Gordon opened the package and said, "Ma Zhaodi, you're a new officer, but you have great potential. You've accomplished a lot in just a few days at the police station. I certainly have a positive attitude towards you."

"But, your luck was a little bit bad. Yes, when you were at the theater, it exploded. When you were in prison, the Riddler killed someone and escaped. When you were wandering around on paid leave, the Joker had a car accident and shot the Riddler. And when you were in a taxi, the driver had been attacked by laughing gas."

"I heard you recently found a house in the East Side that's under the protection of the Falcone family, and you've been frequenting a bar. You should know that Falcone was later attacked by the Joker, and that bar was blown up."

Ma Zhaodi looked at Sheriff Gordon with an awkward but polite smile on his face.

"It's not that you've done anything wrong," Inspector Gordon said, choosing his words carefully, trying not to irritate the young officer. "In fact, you've performed quite a service. Well, we think you should go to the church and have an exorcism performed."

"Of course, today is your first day at work, so relax first. Your attitude is also very important."

As he spoke, Sheriff Gordon took out a small cell phone from the package.

"Hmm? A cell phone?"

Sheriff Jim Gordon fiddled with his phone a few times in confusion, and the screen lit up. It didn't seem to have a password lock.

"Dear Jim, I hope you can smile when you hear this recording. After all, dozens of people were arrested last night, which must make you very happy - just like the little match girl seeing her grandmother in the light. It gives you some false hope, right?" The voice on the phone was shrill and rhythmic, and the way of speaking was full of drama, like an actor performing on stage.

"Now, count down to three, because after three, everyone in the police station will see their grandma!"

"Three-one!"

Ma Zhaodi's pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately used "I didn't kill anyone" twice, turning the 28-meter range into a life-saving zone for everyone with low health. Then he rushed out and stood in the middle of the police station - this almost covered the entire hall.

During this period, he didn't see the Joker and the Riddler, so he couldn't continue to equip them with skills. If the police station was really attacked by weapons with large-scale lethality, there would be real casualties.

The next second, huge flames and roars engulfed the Gotham Police Department.

Boom——

"A special report: The Gotham Police Department was bombed this morning. All injured officers have been taken to the hospital. Fortunately, no one appears to have died in the combined bomb and gas attack, and most of the injured have only suffered minor injuries."

"Police Commissioner Gordon has only suffered minor scratches. He stated that the Joker and the Riddler have gone completely insane. Their methods are despicable and cruel. Unable to find Batman or the Psycho Biker, and unable to find a weak spot for either, they have simply turned their attention to the police department, which is arresting a large number of thugs and gang members."

"But he will not shrink from an attack. At present, the search and excavation of the ruins of the police station is still ongoing."

Ma Zhaodi sighed, reached out to take out a cigarette from his arms, and handed it to the side.

"The letter was also found. It contained the Riddler's bomb warning. His fear gas was detonated by the Joker's bomb—do you smoke it?"

Director Gordon also sighed: "No, I don't dare to take your cigarette now."

Ma Zhaodi put away the cigarette and spread his hands.

"I can't help it, I just happened to catch up."

"You'd better go to church as soon as possible." Sheriff Gordon waved his hand distractedly. "Go home. The police department will give you paid leave. I approve it."

Ma Zhaodi was speechless.

After a while, Commissioner Gordon asked again, "No one came to rescue those East District thugs or the Falcone family?"

"No, the Joker and the Riddler haven't made any moves yet. I guess they're good at settling scores. The members whose limbs were broken can't be used as combat forces for the time being. They're just eating and not working, so they're just left in the hospital. Those two bombed the police station mainly to vent their anger, and I'm afraid they don't have any follow-up plans."

Sheriff Gordon was silent for a moment and waved again.

"Tell the ambushing police officers to withdraw. Perhaps this war will continue for a long time."

Ma Zhaodi thought for a moment and said, "If I find a part-time job during my paid leave, will the police department still pay me normally?"

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(End of this chapter)