I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 71 Gordon did it too? (recommendation, collection)

This morning, Harry put breakfast on the "commissary" counter and let those who needed it line up for it.

This time, she didn't see the two annoying little black children.

After a while, she felt a little bored, so she went to the chapel opposite, stood under the statue of Christ, holding a Bible in hand, and began to preach her "fallacy and heresy".

Unbeknownst to her, Jim Gordon and his old partner Harvey Bullock joined the cult below.

She didn't know the expressions on their faces when they first saw her.

But as you can guess, it must have been shocking and disbelieving.

When Harry finished his mouth addiction and announced the end of today's service with satisfaction, Jim walked over with a complicated look and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect to see you here."

Harry was really surprised for a while, and then complained: "I'm wearing glasses and changing my hairstyle, can you still recognize me?" (Dachao: You're actually complaining about me, right?)
"We are hero detectives, with more eyes than a dog's nose."

Harvey poked his eyes and muttered again: "I just listened to your sermon and said, 'Before going to bed every night, reflect on all aspects of your day's actions and thoughts, and you can be heard by the God of the City of Silver' .

And your description of the Silver City of Angels, which is not in the Bible at all.

It's kind of like a cult. "

"You're a police detective who hasn't been there a few times a week, and you want to teach me how to do things as a big nun?" Harry dismissed.

"I know your details, Sister Diana!" Harvey sneered.

"I've been to the City of Silver, I've heard the voice of God, and I've become a colleague with the Archangel Zaulie, you know?"

"You go crazy, try to be crazy." Harvey didn't believe it at all.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Jim interrupted the meaningless argument between the two and said sternly: "Three detectives from the Police Department's Drug Enforcement Unit disappeared on Bali Street, near this apartment building.

There was also a sheriff, about 10:30 the night before.Sister Diana, what do you know? "

"I don't know anything." Harry shook his head.

"You think it's a coincidence that we found you here?" Harvey sneered at the corners of his mouth.

"Sister Diana, you've got to tell the truth. A rookie constable, a senior detective, a sheriff, it's a hell of a lot.

Whoever dares to touch the police, the GCPD will share the same hatred, and the whole Gotham will have no place for him. This is the rule. ' Gordon said solemnly.

"Today is our first time, but it won't be the last, unless the criminals are caught immediately. You don't want the police looking for you every day, do you, Sister Diana?"

Harvey accentuates his voice on "Diana," with a decidedly menacing undertone.

"Gordon, have you solved my father's case? Who's behind it?" Harry asked suddenly.

"Uh" Gordon's majestic Chinese character face is a little out of shape.

His eyes flickered and said: "There are not many clues yet. You also know that the culprit behind the scenes must be the real murderer of the crime alley case, so don't worry, I have never given up the investigation."

"What about the false accusation against me by the Crusaders of the Holy Land? When will my case be dismissed?" Harry asked again.

"Uh, this." Gordon's face was full of helplessness, "We never found Harvey Dante, and Wayne Telecom couldn't restore the content of the communication between you and me that day."

Looking at Harry's big eyes as cold as a lake, he hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, we just can't reverse the case immediately.

There is too much resistance to bring down the church, but public opinion is fermenting, and the police station and the city procuratorate are under enormous pressure all the time.

The Inspector has decided to form a task force to re-investigate the monastery case.

That is, you are now no longer a clear wanted criminal, but a suspect.

Even if you reveal your identity now, you will only be under police surveillance without losing your freedom. "

"Who is the task force leader?" Harry asked again.

"Of course it's me, I promised you." Gordon said immediately.

"You have to do the math. You have to investigate the Wayne couple's case, and you have to find out who killed my father. You have to help me recover my innocence and bring the Holy Land Crusaders to justice."

Hallie snapped her fingers and said, "How many important things are waiting for you to do, but leisurely ran to the place where I don't poop, to investigate the disappearance of the little police detective."

"Hey, do you look down on detectives? I tell you, hurting the police is Gotham's biggest crime." Harvey said dissatisfied.

Seeing the indignant expressions of the two detectives, Harley sighed, "Jim, I sincerely advise you not to touch this case."

"Why? What do you know?" Gordon asked quickly.

"I only know two things. First, they didn't come to Bali Street for anti-drug purposes, but to carry out your GCPD tradition. Second, there was an accident in the process of carrying out the tradition, and the prey became the hunter."

"What tradition?" Gordon looked blank, but Harvey froze.

Harry just stared into the eyes of the detective who split in the middle, "It seems that you understand what happened, are you still planning to investigate?"

"This" Harvey's tall figure suddenly collapsed and he sighed helplessly: "Gordon, maybe we should really go."

"Speak clearly," Gordon said, looking at Harry.

"Gordon, your resume before entering the police station seems to be very good." Harry's eyes were sharp, and he glanced back and forth on the faces of the two police detectives. "You are recognized as an elite police detective, right?"

"Let's go, Gordon, let's go! We've been tricked by Frass, the bastard." Harvey's expression changed again, and he took Gordon and walked out.

Gordon threw off his partner, but his eyes did not evade, "Harry, make it clear!"

"Fake, doesn't she understand what she said?" Harvey growled irritably, "Vince joined the police station at the same time as you, and he has solved major crimes for several months. He is the same 'best rookie' as you.

So, the anti-drug captain Reeves took him to Bali Street to find his 'Cobot' (ps).

If it succeeds, it is a real GCPD. If it fails, it is a dead ghost sunk at the bottom of the river.

The result is an accident, or Vince resists fiercely, or is turned against the wind in front of the hapless pig. Anyway, we can't control this shit. "

"Cobot" Gordon seemed to remember something, his body was cold, the blood on his face faded, and his eyes were full of fear and grief.

"Did you—" Harry looked at Gordon in shock.

"This has nothing to do with you!" Harvey took one step forward like a hen guarding his cubs and stood in front of Gordon, using his height and loud voice to coerce Harry.

Gordon pulled away his partner and said solemnly: "You know so much, you must know some details, tell me."

"I said so much, I just want you to stay out of trouble." Harry said.

"Tell me." Gordon's eyes were sharp and his attitude very firm.

"Come on, Gordon, I don't want to be cruel to you," Harry sighed.

"I won't compromise."

Gordon is righteous and strict, his eyes are bright, like a judge representing justice and justice.

"OK!" Harry came to the corridor and shouted to Aunt Tata's house: "Prica, gcpd is looking for you!"

"Holy shit!" Harvey slapped his forehead, groaned and moaned, "This little girl is out of her league."

"What?" Gordon wondered.

"Bang!" The security door was slammed open, and the big black girl came out angrily in her pajamas.

"For what happened the night before," Harry whispered.

"Fake, delay my rest for this little thing?!" Prika roared at the two detectives: "That's what we did, what's wrong, what's wrong, ah, what's wrong!"

"Hey, Prika, don't get excited, it's me, old friend Harvey!" The middle-split police detective leaned over with a smile and greeted familiarly, "Don't be angry, it's a misunderstanding."

"Harvey!" Gordon looked in disbelief.

Harvey looked helpless, and whispered quickly: "If you still want us to get out of this block alive, don't talk, OK?"

"Go away! Don't murmur in front of my house, my mother still has to sleep!!" Prika shouted with her arms crossed.

"OK, we're leaving now, and we'll never come again." Harvey sighed in relief, dragged Gordon and ran away.

Gordon still looked unhappy, and from time to time he looked back at Harry, who was silent, with a fragile loss in his eyes.

"Look, do they look like two dogs?" Prika said to Harry with a big grin.

It was so loud that the two detectives who had just walked down the doorstep could hear it.

They ran faster - Harvey dragged Gordon along.

Harry was in a very complicated mood.

"Who is Prika?" Gordon asked sullenly on the way back to the Old Town Police Station.

"A gunman under Sass has a good brain and is worth getting along with."

Harvey's tone is casual, his expression is calm, and there is no excitement or resentment after being humiliated.

"I don't think Prika is the murderer, why is she"

"No why!"

Harvey said earnestly: "Dude, you shot Cobot, maybe you don't have to say what Falcone says, you can do it, but what they won't let us do, it's better to be obedient.

What if you don't listen?

Kill us, or take out our black stuff, send us to Blackgate, and pick an obedient detective
The world goes on as usual, no different from before.

And you also heard the witch's words, Reeves and the others are still alive.

If you really let you catch the real murderer, would you send him to the police station?

Oh, do you dare?

Even if you dare, would the judge dare to try him? "

Harvey sneered and pretended to pretend to be a judge, "Oh, dear criminal, please be honest, why did you kill our respectable Sheriff Reeves? Oh, because of tradition? What tradition?"

"Gordon, you have also handled a lot of cases, you should know that from the beginning to the end of a case, there must be a criminal motive that the criminal confesses to.

The kind that can be interviewed and reported by the media.

May we let the news media know about the GCPD tradition?
No.

The sheriff won't allow it, including you and me, and neither will all the police officers in the department.

The mayor and city councillors, even Falcone, would not allow it.

Then what will they do?
Think about the witch's father, how he died.

Therefore, if you insist on the so-called justice, it is equivalent to hanging an innocent person under the ventilation window of the cell with your own hands.

You are still sinning, even more sinful.

So, choose the lesser of the two powers. Let's not get blood on our hands and pretend that nothing happened. Now go to Papa Piccolo's pizza shop, order an [-]-inch seafood pizza, and then have a pinch of Heineken. Wouldn't it be nice? "

"It shouldn't be like this." Gordon held his head, his face full of pain.

"Man, it's like that, Gotham has always been like that. Remember the good words I gave you when we first became partners?" Harvey asked.

"Don't be a hero," Gordon said dully.

"Good, you have to keep that in mind so that you can see your grandson." Harvey said with relief.

"But I'm not trying to be a hero. I'm a police detective. Isn't it the duty of a police officer to uphold the law and justice?" Gordon cried.

——Since you shot Cobot, you have been completely out of touch with justice.

With such complaints in his heart, Harvey still comforted his little brother: "This is Gotham, as long as I don't take the initiative to act evil, I'm already a benchmark for the police!"

"Harvey, turn around and go to Jersey City," Gordon said suddenly.

"What?" Harvey didn't turn, but slowed down.

"Levis's case aside, now let's go to St. John's Abbey. I have to convince the teachers and orphans there to testify." Gordon's eyes became firm again.

"But we haven't had lunch yet," Harvey hesitated.

"Buy two hamburgers and eat them on the road." Gordon turned to his partner and squinted. "Or is this case stressing you out?"

Harvey turned the steering wheel with a wry smile, "It's just a lot of pressure. But the Holy Land Crusaders aren't native to Gotham. I'd rather fight with them than provoke the big bosses of Sass."

　(ps: Cobble is the Penguin, Oswald Cobble. At this time, the Penguin was still a humble umbrella boy. Because he betrayed the boss, he was selected as Gordon's nomination.

　　Well, the anti-drug police officer Vince in this book is actually imitating Gordon's plot.

　　Gordon had Harvey holding a gun to his forehead, and either kill the "innocent" Cobot, or he kills him, there's no other option.

　　Harvey Bullock was also forced to be helpless, because he experienced the same thing when he was young.

　　His handle was held by the director and Falcone, and he was not qualified to resist at all.

　　This is the tradition of Gotham, GCPD, old people bring new people, and pass it down from generation to generation to ensure that every outstanding talent is "qualified" GCPD. )
　　
　
(End of this chapter)