American comic book police officer survival manual

"Hello!"

"Fuck, you bastard..."

Lucius's highly provocative words immediately changed the expressions of the men present.

The Black Doves hold the highest status and position among Gotham University students, like the queen bee in a hive, standing at the top of the pyramid.

This guy, who looks like a pretty boy and looks disheveled, what right does he have to provoke them?

"Alright, stop causing trouble." Just as the situation was about to become tense, a handsome young man wearing a monocle slowly walked out from behind the Black Dove Society members.

"Theodore?"

A gasp of surprise rose from the crowd as they called out the name of the young nobleman.

The man in the elegant white suit possessed a transcendent air that set him apart from the other students.

With a high, straight nose and fair complexion, this handsome Western man exuded a remarkable composure.

Standing in front of the other students, he took off his gloves and reached out his hand to Lucius.

"I'm sorry, officer, I apologize on behalf of my club members. They were a bit too much at the academy and didn't even know who you were."

"No, it's nothing... but I really didn't mean any harm. If you don't want to get hurt, don't go near dangerous or scary people... Theodore, you agree, right?"

Staring at the black dove medallion with a skull on the man's chest, Lucius sensed a fierce aura emanating from him that seemed incongruous with his handsome face.

The seemingly gentle and refined Western nobleman had a distinctly bloody smell on his hands, which made Lucius instinctively feel a sense of danger.

"As an apology, would you allow me to show you around my alma mater?"

"No... I have a girlfriend to keep me company, so I'm afraid I won't be able to tour the place with you."

Taking Pamela's hand, Lucius quickly left the cafeteria and led the girl towards a restaurant outside the school...

"Lucius, aren't we eating on campus?"

Pamela was really looking forward to strolling around the university campus with her partner and having a meal with Lucius in the cafeteria.

"No, because some guests don't welcome us, so we'd better be careful."

Realizing more and more of the Black Pigeons' deep-rooted influence within Gotham University, Lucius is now unwilling to linger in this dangerous place for long.

Especially during meals, a time when it's easy to relax and let your guard down.

Pamela became somewhat disappointed upon hearing the disapproval in Lucius's words regarding Gotham University.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused this trouble..."

She didn't have many friends at school, and even the members of the Black Dove Society seemed to have fallen out with Lucius because of her.

"Huh? What are you talking about, Pamela? I just wanted to have a meal at an outdoor restaurant in this nice weather."

Lucius pointed to the brilliant sun in the sky, a broad smile on his face.

"Don't you like this nice weather? It's a rare treat in Gotham..."

"ah..."

Following Lucius's direction, Pamela looked up at the sky, her eyes sparkling with amazement.

The clear, cloudless sky resembled a giant gem suspended in the heavens.

That crystal-clear mirror was indeed a beauty Pamela had never experienced before.

Just standing in this sunlight, you can feel the surrounding plants cheering and jumping for joy, sweeping away the gloom that Gotham once had.

"Honey, do you really like sunbathing?"

Following Lucius into a restaurant with a two-story terrace, Pamela's eyes swept over the lush green plants basking in the sunlight, secretly approving of the couple's choice of a restaurant.

"Of course, actually, I don't really like Gotham's typical weather."

Although the sun was blazing overhead, the darkness and dampness from the alleyway still seemed to cling to me like a leech.

Even such fine weather couldn't dispel the shadow over Gotham.

However, it would be good if Lucius's Kryptonian physique could improve his physical strength.

Lucius opened the restaurant's menu and displayed it to Pamela:

"The Gotham police are still investigating last night's suicide, and I don't want to get involved with my colleagues, especially since I'm still on vacation. Speaking of which, how about we go pick out a good spot this afternoon to see where we can build our plantation someday?"

Before Pamela could respond, Lucius's phone rang first, forcing him to stop Pamela, whose eyes were gleaming with excitement at the sight of the "plantation," and answer the call.

"Hello, Sheriff Gordon?"

I just saw him, how come I'm seeing him again now...?

Lucius looked puzzled as he held his phone, but in an instant, his face was filled with astonishment.

The deep voice coming from the phone was so clear that Pamela could hear it clearly even as she flipped through the menu.

"Our leads have dried up. The sample of drug residue that we kept before, along with the syringe and needle, was disposed of by an undercover agent in the police station. We also lost all trace of the body of the student who committed suicide last night... All investigations have now been forced to stop."

"..."

Listening to the information given by Sheriff Gordon, Lucius's expression was somewhat subtle. He stared blankly at the plate in front of him, sensing that the sheriff's tone was very strange.

When the police chief made a mistake and missed clues last time, was he always this good-tempered?

Tilting his head, Lucius spoke calmly:

"So...all our investigations at Gotham University have to be suspended?"

"That's right."

"I see."

Okay, so this is how Sheriff Gordon avoids "tipping off the enemy"...

It seems the Black Doves have incredibly powerful connections, putting Sheriff Gordon under immense pressure and forcing him to make a superficial concession and suspend the investigation.

After hanging up the phone, Lucius put down his phone, his expression becoming extremely amusing.

Sheriff Gordon's tone suggests that everything is still under his control... and the real clues are probably still within his grasp.

Of course, it's possible that it has already fallen into the hands of some handsome young man without parents...

"Did something bad happen?"

Unaware of Gordon's personality, Pamela clearly took the sheriff's words to heart.

"No...it's nothing, just a little farce that I directed and acted in myself."

It's said that the Gotham Police Department is full of undercover agents, but it seems that the sheriff still has a few cards up his sleeve.

"Then this afternoon..."

"Of course, we should go and choose a suitable venue first."

It's best to leave things at the school for a while.

If it weren't for the weather, Lucius himself was worried he would have died in that dark alley.

The Black Pigeon Society has too many entanglements behind it, and dealing with it will not be a matter of a day or two.

"Go find a plantation?"

When talking about her passions, Pamela immediately forgot about the events on campus, her mind filled with thoughts of spending wonderful time with her favorite plants.

"Yes, we should start cultivating our own medicinal plants..."

With a long sigh, Lucius realized he hadn't intended to use this method.

Solving the case is just too difficult...

If you want a promotion, you still need money.

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