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Chapter 330 I made a fool of myself

A few days later, Du Mu received a notice that he was officially reinstated and returned to work at the Gotham Police Department.

He hasn't been idle these past few days either, visiting most of the teleportation activation points in Gotham City, including Wayne Tower, the most prominent building in the entire city.

I wonder if these wealthy superheroes have some special hobby, always liking to decorate their company buildings in a flashy and extravagant way.

Tony's Stark Tower was like that, and Bruce Wayne's Wayne Tower was even more so.

The top of Wayne Tower has two sharp, protruding structures. The silhouette of the entire building, when viewed from there, is exactly the outline of Batman wrapped in a cape, as if afraid that people wouldn't associate this place with Batman. It's really not an act at all.

Of course, there's a reason why Batman dares to be so blatant.

Everyone in Gotham knows what kind of person Bruce Wayne is: a lazy playboy who can't do anything but spend money.

This spoiled brat is a completely different species from the taciturn, inarticulate Batman who only knows how to fight. No one would ever imagine that the two of them are connected.

After all, no one would have thought that a lunatic would give up the life of a top billionaire to become a tight-fitting pervert who enjoys seeking out muscular men for passionate hand-to-hand combat at night.

This is why, even if someone sees Batman leaving Wayne Manor, they will only assume that Batman sold hooks to Bruce Wayne, which is why he had the money to acquire all sorts of advanced equipment.

This is why persona is so important.

Just like Du Mu's character, he was righteous and upright, unassuming, forgiving, sincere, clean-cut, discreet, and conscientious...

That's why he has gained the trust of so many superheroes.

Which superhero would dare to say a bad word about Du to his face?

Those evil supervillains always tried to smear his image, but Du Mu was a generous person and chose not to hold it against them. He just told them to be more careful in their next life and forgave them.

Unfortunately, there were still many places in Gotham that Du Mu did not have time to explore.

For example, Arkham Asylum, a place teeming with talented individuals.

As is widely known, most of Gotham's criminals are mentally unstable, and Arkham Asylum is an institution that specifically treats such mentally ill people with criminal tendencies.

Later, Batman partnered with the Gotham police and, through the Wayne family's financial power, significantly upgraded the facilities of Arkham Asylum, transforming it into a high-security special prison specifically for holding supervillains who fall outside the norm.

Within Gotham's criminal underworld, Arkham holds a rather unique position, akin to the New Oriental of the criminal community, serving as the authoritative certification institution for high-caliber criminal talent.

Criminals who haven't been arrested and imprisoned in Arkham are embarrassed to say they've been in the criminal underworld.

On his first day back at work, Du Mu teleported to the Gotham City Police Department right on time, with the teleportation point set up in the bathroom.

As soon as he pushed open the stall door, he saw Harvey with his crotch sticking out, poking at the toilet hand dryer on the wall.

Harvey noticed the commotion, turned his head and saw Du Mu, and was stunned for a moment.

"Du Mu? What are you doing in the toilet? I just checked and there was no one there."

Du Mu didn't reply, but instead shifted his gaze downwards, landing on the wet patch on Harvey's crotch.

Harvey quickly tugged at his shirt hem and explained, "Don't get me wrong, I accidentally splashed some on myself while washing my hands, so I was just trying to dry it."

Du Mu chuckled and said, "It's alright, I understand. I used to pee three feet into the wind, but now I pee on my shoes with the wind at my back. It's normal for someone your age."

Harvey was immediately displeased: "I can pee three feet now! If I hadn't already urinated, I would have given you a demonstration of peeing from the first stall to the ninth stall right now!"

Du Mu waved his hand: "Alright, alright, I believe you."

Harvey panicked: "Your eyes clearly show you don't believe me! This really is water!"

"If you say so, then so be it."

"Fuck!!"

Ignoring Harvey's frantic reaction behind him, Du Mu pushed open the toilet door and walked out, heading straight for the director's office.

"Chief, I'm back."

"Officer Du Mu, welcome back."

Gordon sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness: "I was planning to let you rest for a few more days, but things have been going on in Gotham lately, and the department simply can't spare any more manpower, so I had to call you back ahead of schedule."

Du Mu sat down in the chair opposite the table and casually said, "It's nothing, I'm just idling around anyway."

After a brief chat about their recent situations, Gordon changed the subject, asking, "By the way, I received news a few days ago that you were taken away by Cobblepot's men. Did you run into any trouble?"

Du Mu shook his head: "No, that penguin is a nice guy, but he has too strong an aura. Anyone who stands in front of him has to bow their head obediently."

Gordon:

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Is that a strong aura?

He's obviously short!

"Ahem!"

Gordon coughed lightly, realizing that what he had said was a bit too much, and quickly suppressed the urge to smile.

He was professionally trained and held back, continuing to ask, "Did Cope Potter give you any trouble?"

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"No, he respected me a lot, and he also respected my gun."

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Gordon admired Du Mu somewhat.

That day, after receiving news that Du Mu had been taken away by the Penguin, he urgently contacted the Demon King to help Batman.

Later, Batman only told him that Du Mu was very safe, without saying anything else. At the time, he thought that Batman had arrived in time and rescued Du Mu from the Penguin.

Unexpectedly, Du Mu used the gun to threaten the Penguins on their territory.

No wonder he chose her!

"Okay, as long as you understand, that's fine. If you encounter any difficulties, just tell me."

Gordon didn't ask for any more details. He took out his police ID and a folder from the drawer and pushed them in front of Du Mu.

"You are now officially reinstated to your police duties. There is a case that requires you and Harvey to investigate together."

Gordon said with a serious expression, "The Masked Company has been very active in Gotham recently, and a large amount of weapons are flowing into the city through their channels. I need you to investigate the Masked Company's transportation routes, and it would be best if you could directly find their transit warehouse in Gotham."

NPC James Gordon has given you a new quest.

Mission: Arms Smuggling

[Objective: To uncover the Masked Company's arms transportation routes in Gotham and locate the transit warehouses.]

[Rewards: Experience +1500, Gordon's Favorability +10, Anchor Point Fragment *1, Random Item *1, Random Equipment *1]

Du Mu's eyes lit up, and his gaze toward Gordon became even more ardent.

As expected of an NPC with the title of "Director," they are all so good at issuing tasks.

Du Mu hadn't forgotten that he still needed to collect enough anchor fragments to synthesize a complete teleportation anchor, and then use this DC...

The universe is transformed into a permanent server.

The problem is that he's been wandering around Gotham City these past few days, and he hasn't triggered any dungeon missions or even the most basic side quests. Even when he met Batman, the DC superhero, the system didn't give him a single notification.

As a result, on his first day back at work, he sat down in Gordon's office and a task was delivered to him on his own initiative.

It seems the heavy responsibility of farming anchor point fragments will ultimately fall to Gordon.

Gordon felt a little uneasy under his gaze, adjusted his glasses, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"no."

Du Mu withdrew his gaze, his face serious: "I guarantee to complete the mission."

Gordon didn't mind; a positive attitude is never a bad thing.

"Remember, safety is the top priority. If you encounter any serious trouble, contact me immediately."

Gordon spoke with great confidence, his face radiating self-assurance, as if no trouble in Gotham was a problem for him.

Because it doesn't matter, Batman will take action.

Harvey also received a mission from Gordon and went to meet Du Mu outside the police station.

His crotch area had long since dried, and his expression returned to normal, as if nothing had happened in the toilet.

Harvey joked, "Rookie, I didn't expect you to encounter such a big case on your second day. Don't be scared out of your wits when something happens."

Du Mu remained calm: "Apart from Batman doing a pole dance in front of me, nothing in this world can scare me anymore."

Harvey choked for a moment.

Indeed, this guy dared to shoot Basso right in front of him; he's incredibly bold.

Moreover, he had just heard from Gordon that a few days ago, Du Mu pointed a gun at the Penguins and even escaped unscathed. This feat would be something anyone else could brag about for a lifetime.

Harvey felt a bit depressed, feeling that the new generation was truly pushing the old one aside, and the old one was left behind.

Are all young police officers this fierce these days?

He decided to get back at them through his expertise, clearing his throat as he said, "Masked Company has always been very mysterious, and it's not easy to find them. However, I have a few informants at the docks who are quite well-informed. I should be able to get some information out of them."

Every officer who has worked in Gotham for some years develops a few informants, relying on them to gather information from the underworld to help solve cases.

Harvey has been a veteran police officer for over a decade, and his network of informants is naturally much stronger than that of the average officer. This is his advantage, and something that Du Mu, a rookie who has just arrived at the Gotham Police Department, does not yet possess.

In terms of speed of solving cases, he believed that Du Mu was definitely not as fast as him.

The next second, he heard Du Mu say, "No need, I've already found a clue."

Harvey: "?"

Busigomen, we're still at the police station and haven't even left yet. Where did you get this lead?

Before Harvey could even ask, Du Mu walked straight to the police car, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat.

Seeing this, Harvey had no choice but to go around to the other side and sit in the passenger seat. Just as his buttocks touched the seat cushion, he heard Du Mu remind him while holding the steering wheel.

"Fasten your seatbelts. The destination is a bit far, so we might have to drive faster later."

"Hehe, newbie, you underestimate me."

Harvey scoffed, "Back when I was speeding after criminals, you were still playing in the mud. How fast can you go? You try driving one yourself."

"Alright, then I'll make a fool of myself!"

It felt like time had been suddenly pulled back to more than a decade ago.

Back then, Gotham icon Batman hadn't even debuted yet, and Gordon was just a greenhorn who had just joined the Gotham Police Department.

Gotham back then was completely different from what it is now. Gangs ran rampant, and the Gotham Police Department was almost powerless to stop them.

Even Harvey, a veteran officer with some standing in the Gotham Police Department, is worthless in the face of gangsters and has to be extremely respectful to the mob bosses.

This situation only began to change with Gordon's arrival.

Gordon possesses all the qualities a police officer should have: upholding justice, fearlessness in the face of power, and prioritizing the protection of citizens' safety.

No matter how great the risk, he dared to rush to the front line and fight against the gang forces.

Harvey must have gone mad at the time, actually going along with Gordon's madness and provoking gangsters he would never have dared to offend before.

Together they handled countless cases, confronted and entangled with all sorts of criminal gangs, and shed countless tears and suffered countless injuries.

Later, Gordon was promoted to commissioner of the Gotham Police Department, continuing to contribute to the city.

Harvey did not step back; he remained on the front lines, leading wave after wave of new Gotham Police Department officers, all in an effort to cultivate outstanding officers like Gordon and contribute to Gotham's strength.

Unfortunately, officers like Gordon are truly rare, especially in Gotham.

So many years have passed, and Harvey has yet to meet a truly promising successor.

Until now, he met a young police officer named Du Mu.

Du Mu acted with far greater audacity than Gordon did in his youth.

Gordon can remain unfazed even when facing the guns of gangsters.

Even when gangsters faced the guns of Du Mu, he remained unfazed.

Gordon drives at speeds not exceeding 100 miles per hour, while Du Mu starts at speeds no less than 180 miles per hour.

Aside from his character, Du Mu seems to have surpassed Gordon in every other aspect.

With such a young officer, the Gotham Police Department has a promising future, and I can die without regrets.

In a daze, Harvey seemed to see Gotham in the future gradually becoming a better place.

He leaned back in his chair, smiled contentedly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hey, Harvey, wake up! We've arrived at the station, wake up!"

The scene, which had been flashing by like a revolving lantern, was suddenly abruptly interrupted, and Du Mu's voice came from the driver's seat.

Harvey opened his eyes. The police car had come to a steady stop, and Du Mu was looking at him with his head turned to the side.

Harvey, are you alright?

"Okay, of course, I'm perfectly fine."

Harvey forced a smile: "At your speed, it's still a bit slow compared to how I drove when I was young."

Du Mu nodded: "The speed was indeed a bit slow this time. There's nothing we can do about it. The Gotham Police Department's police cars are poorly equipped; they can only go up to 180 km/h at most."

"I need to go back and give Chief Gordon my opinion. We should upgrade the equipment, at least to 300 miles per hour or more. Otherwise, how can we catch criminals at this speed?"

Harvey: "6"

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Are you misunderstanding something?

We're arresting criminals, not F4 race car drivers!

Du Mu opened the car door, got out of the police car, and turned around to find Harvey still inside.

"Harvey, why aren't you getting out of the car?"

"Don't worry about me, my rheumatism is acting up again, it'll be fine in a bit."

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