American comics: Random transformations

"Gordon, are you sure the news is correct?"

Harvey Bullock wiped the sweat from his brow. Even with the air conditioning in the police car, his forehead was still beaded with nervous perspiration.

In just one day, the discovery of Kryptonians in Gotham was already showing signs of spiraling out of control.

Besides the locals of Gotham, people from other cities were also coming to Gotham to "treasure hunt."

The increase in population and the influx of outsiders clashing with the local gangs had already caused constant friction, on the verge of escalating into mass brawls, and even street gunfights.

Gordon was also very nervous. There were too many people, and their police force was completely insufficient! If a fight broke out, the losses would definitely be significant.

"I... I don't know, Harvey. I'm trying to figure out how to solve it!"

Harvey: "Can Batman solve it?"

Gordon: "Impossible, he's just one person. In this situation, we need the army to intervene, otherwise we really can't control it!"

"I'll contact the army, you contact Batman. If Gotham descends into chaos, we'll need their help!"

Harvey Bullock walked to a quiet corner to make a phone call. Gordon reminded him from the car:

"I know! Harvey. Remember to have them bring more people and weapons, the people of Gotham are not easy to deal with!"

"I understand!"

… … … … … … … …

With more people, there are naturally both good and bad.

The large influx of outsiders stimulated Gotham's catering economy, as well as various robberies.

There was no way around it. The original thugs and small gangs didn't care about the small profits from catering. At most, they would just eat for free.

Those people were more interested in selling drugs and weapons, and of course, some gray industries.

But now, the daily revenue from catering was equivalent to a month's income from other industries, enough to tempt those cash-strapped drug addicts to take action.

… …

The sky in Gotham was overcast, and you needed to check the time to know if it was dark.

When it got dark, it was like turning on the switch for crime, and Gotham gradually fell into chaos.

Street brawls had already begun, and the scope of street gunfights began to expand.

The GCPD officers' attempts to stop it were ineffective. The range of the gunfights gradually spread, and they could only be forced to join the gunfight!

Bang bang bang bang… … … …!

Biu biu biu… … …!

The ground was littered with the corpses of thugs, as well as unlucky guys who were shot and running away. Those ordinary people who didn't have time to evacuate would also be hit by stray bullets. The indiscriminate firing of handguns caused too much damage.

… …

Buzz ~ ~ ~ Swoosh — —

The Batplane streaked across the sky.

The giant black bat descended from the sky and plunged into the chaotic crowd.

Wearing powered armor, Batman was not afraid of firearms at all. The strong power allowed his every movement to possess superhuman strength.

His intervention was like turning on a cheat, mowing down the grass effortlessly. The most fierce thugs had their hands and feet broken by him, while others were electrocuted by Batman's gadgets, limiting their ability to move.

He fought alone from the street to the alley, taking down an entire street by himself. The ground was full of wailing people, forming a scene comparable to hell.

The torrential rain was about to fall, and Batman, standing in the crowd, deterred the remaining people with the backdrop of the rain.

He walked to Gordon's side and said in a voice like he had terminal throat cancer: "Clean up the scene, Gordon. Outsiders don't know how dangerous Gotham is now.

Arkham Asylum has had a problem. Many people have escaped. Your police should also be careful!"

Gordon's eyes widened instantly:

"What? ? ? What the heck, those damn Arkham administrators, why didn't they notify me!"

Gordon, who was already a little agitated, turned red on the spot!

It was like this again. Arkham Asylum always dropped the ball when Gotham was in chaos, every time!

One headache after another, Commissioner Gordon fainted on the spot!

The surrounding police officers were taken aback.

Batman: "… …"

He quickly gave emergency aid and rescued the fainted Gordon.

"Gordon, you're sleep-deprived and your emotions are too unstable… You need to rest well!"

The surrounding police colleagues nodded. Gordon was the backbone, he couldn't have an accident!

"I'm fine, I'll just go to the car to rest!"

Gordon waved his hand, got up from Batman's arms, and stubbornly walked to the police car. With Harvey's support, he got into the police car.

Batman was about to leave when Gordon shouted at him: "Batman! Please! Before they cause trouble, bring them back!"

Bang!

Batman didn't respond, just shot a grappling hook at the building and disappeared into the rainy night as a group of police officers watched him off.

"Okay! Stop watching! Everyone move! Arrest people, save people, don't let these bastards die!"

After Gordon finished his last order, he fainted on Harvey's shoulder. He hadn't slept well all night, and the pressure was so great that Gordon's body couldn't take it anymore.

"Gordon! Gordon!!! F*ck! You guys are busy, I'll take him to the hospital!"

Harvey floored the accelerator and used the police car to take Gordon to the hospital for emergency treatment!

Batman's appearance deterred the petty thieves, and with the torrential rain, this night passed in the police's busy work… …

… … … …

The next day, when Gordon woke up from the hospital bed, it was already noon.

The first thing he did when his mind cleared was to call Harvey.

"Hey! Harvey, what's the situation! Have you found the inmates from the asylum?"

"Oh, thank God, hahaha, Gordon, you're awake!"

Harvey was very happy. Hearing his director's full-bodied voice, he knew he was definitely fine.

Happiness is contagious. Hearing Harvey's laughter eased Gordon's tense mood, but one thing is another:

"Thank you, Harvey, I'm fine. But tell me quickly, what's the situation now?"

Harvey said helplessly:

"What else can it be? They're harder to find than rats in the sewers. We've searched all over Gotham this morning, but we haven't found any clues."

The talents who escaped from Arkham Asylum, unless they jump out and cause trouble themselves, even the world's greatest detective, Batman, can't do anything.

They can't be found, they simply can't be found. They seem to be invisible, as if the entire Gotham is helping them.

"Forget it, let Batman take care of those lunatics!" Gordon sighed, then said again: "Is there any chaos in Gotham! Are the outsiders and locals fighting!"

"No, seriously, Gordon, we should have had Batman show up sooner. They're behaving much better today than they were yesterday."

"That's good!"

Gordon relaxed and leaned back on the hospital bed. He trusted his old friend's words. His tense nerves relaxed, and he passed out again, falling into a baby-like sleep.

"So, Gordon, just rest for another two days. I can handle it! Hello? Gordon? Are you listening? Hey! Buddy!!!"

"F*ck, you guys keep an eye on them. I'm going to the hospital!"

"OK."

Harvey hung up the phone and floored the accelerator, rushing towards the hospital. Gordon had suddenly gone silent, and his police instincts gave him a bad feeling.

When he sped to the hospital and his fat body rushed into Gordon's ward, the result… no one was there!!!

Harvey's heart pounded as he walked to the bedside. On the bedside table, he saw the green envelope with the question mark logo.

His uneasy heart finally died. He roared in fury, "F*ck you, Edward Nygma! Damn Riddler!"

The sudden roar startled the people around him. A nurse walked over to remind him, "Officer, this is a hospital."

Harvey, in a furious state, strode up to the nurse, gritted his teeth, and asked, "Where is the person who was in this ward?! Where did Commissioner Gordon go!!! Is this how your hospital takes care of patients!!!"

The nurse was a little scared by the roar, but when she heard the other party say Commissioner Gordon, she stammered, "A…a…someone took him away a few minutes ago!"

"Did you see clearly who it was?! Oh, damn it, quickly take me to see the surveillance footage. I must confirm who the culprit is!"

"Okay… follow me!"

Harvey followed the nurse towards the surveillance room. While leading the way, the nurse informed the director of the situation. By the time they arrived at the surveillance room, the hospital director was already standing at the door.

He seemed calm on the outside, but he was panicking inside. Oh, damn it, such a big thing happened in the hospital. The director was about to be scared to death.

They couldn't lose Commissioner Gordon! That would be laughed at by the whole of Gotham! It might even cause the hospital's reputation to plummet. Not making money was like taking the director's life!

"Hello, Officer, this way!"

The old director appeared very cooperative. Whatever Harvey wanted, he instructed the security guards to cooperate and retrieve the video of Commissioner Gordon leaving.

After the video came out, the anger that Harvey had suppressed resurfaced!

'Oh, damn it, it's that bastard Riddler! After he got out of Arkham Asylum, he actually came to make trouble for Gordon! He really deserves to die!'

He angrily opened the green question mark letter.

[Harvey, aha, I guessed it was you! I've taken Gordon away. If you want to find him, you have to ask Gotham's Bat to come and get him. But don't worry, I'll take good care of Gordon. I will definitely give him to Batman as a prize, hahahaha.

Now, the first riddle is: I am both the beginning and the end, what am I?

—The Riddler]

Slap!

Harvey slammed the envelope hard on the table.

Harvey gritted his teeth, his mind racing, thinking about how to find Batman.

He ran back to Gordon's ward, rummaged through his police uniform, and looked for his phone. Fortunately, the phone was still there. He opened the address book and checked the emergency contacts, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find Batman's phone number. This kind of very important phone number should be specially marked.

Half an hour later, Harvey really couldn't find a solution, so he came to Gordon's house.

He wanted to ask his family if they knew how to contact Batman.

Coincidentally, because Gordon was the first to know that aliens had entered Gotham, Gordon's family, his wife and children, had already been sent out of Gotham by Gordon for a trip.

Oh, there was still a daughter in college, Barbara Gordon. She should be safe at school.

Unfortunately, Gordon forgot that college was on vacation today, and Barbara had just returned home.

Harvey's expression was very tangled, especially when he saw the young Barbara, he had the feeling of returning home to report the death of an old comrade.

Barbara blinked her eyes, "What's wrong, Uncle Harvey? Did something happen to my dad?"

Harvey didn't know what to say, he just gave her the envelope that he had crumpled.

He sighed and introduced, "Your father was so tired that he went to the hospital. Because we were too busy, we didn't take good care of him, which led to him being captured by the Riddler. Now the Riddler is asking us to find Batman! I… I wanted to come to Gordon's house to see if there was anything that could be used to find Batman. After all, in the whole of Gotham, only Gordon can find Batman the fastest."

Barbara took the envelope and read it carefully. Her eyebrows furrowed together, and a deep worry appeared on her face.

Harvey had no choice. Now, Batman was the only one who could save Gordon, and Gordon's house had clues to find Batman.

Even if Barbara stared at the envelope in a daze, he, Harvey, had to be the bad guy and interrupt her sadness, and save her dad as soon as possible!

"Sorry, Barbara, to interrupt you now, can you take me to Gordon's office? I want to find a way to find Batman!"

Barbara also reacted. She pointed to a room on the west side and said:

"Okay, Uncle Harvey, it's in the study over there. Dad has turned everything upside down, it might be troublesome for you to find it. Do you need my help?"

Looking at the somewhat teary-eyed Barbara, Harvey really didn't want her to help. The little girl should just hide in her room and have a good cry.

"No need, I'll find it myself. Thank you!"

Without hesitation, Harvey went to Gordon's study to look for clues.

At the same time, Barbara ran upstairs and into her room, locking the door directly. What she was about to do was much more dangerous than Harvey. On the Internet, capture Batman!

When it comes to finding clues on the Internet, there are few people in the whole of Gotham who can compare to her.