Chapter 3355

"It's so hot. Uh huh, it's still a little smelly."

The death knell party at the top of Wayne tower looked at the ruins of the saints' industrial building a few blocks away. Haley couldn't help sighing, and the lollipop in her mouth was spinning rapidly.

I don't know if there is fuel stored inside the building, or if the penguins have military level incendiary bombs. In short, after the building was blown up, it lit a raging fire, just like being ready for barbecue.

The rain in the sky fell on the fire, forming a thick smoke with red in black. At this time, the sign of Saint technology, the huge Green Pigeon neon sign, has also fallen on the street and lost its luster.

Many thugs with various weapons cheered and screamed around the fire. They laughed wildly, and the fire lit up crazy faces.

"It seems that Gotham really has a large number of talents. I don't know that those old friends have hired professionals who are good at directional blasting." Su Ming touched his chin and observed the situation on the scene: "the building collapsed neatly without even a tilt angle. It didn't affect the surrounding buildings at all. It's like ordinary demolition."

Even after watching the death knell, I have to praise the good craftsmanship. This is definitely not a skill that brainless thugs can master. It should be that some professional mercenaries have also been invited.

"But all the people on duty inside are probably dead." bobola lowered the brim of her hat and shook her head slightly. "This fire burns down, and our clues are gone. Why did she forget to remind them not to set fire before?"

"That's unrealistic, Bobo, this is Gotham." Haley changed the lollipop in her mouth and replied with a smile: "Gotham pays attention to 'where can't order where'. Don't expect the thugs to have a high tactical level, or they can attack buildings or hack. The boss is pressing. Blasting and arson are their usual ways to solve problems."

"Haley's right." Su Ming is not going to read it. He doesn't have the skills of fire scene investigation at all: "Almost 30% of Gotham's mental patients have the tendency of arson. There are many reasons. Maybe they want to purify Gotham's darkness, maybe to dispel the cold at night, and even some just want to see the light. The sign of human entering the stage of civilization is that they can make a fire, and Gotham's good people are just paying tribute to human ancestors."

Bobo's big eyes blinked a few times and his big mouth closed into a line: "salute ha? I believe it, although it seems to me that it is a simple disease."

"About this, the doctor's sister will talk to you, little ~ scarlet ~ scarlet."

Haley, who had an umbrella, picked up Bobo around her and nodded his nose with her fingers to make him listen carefully. Then she felt out a pair of gold wire glasses and put them on to enter the professional mode:

"The motives of arson are quite complex, including destructive, exciting, revenge, concealment, profit-making, extreme and series. Behind different motives, there are different psychological characteristics of criminals. In the United States, arsonists account for only 6.8% of all serious criminals, of which the most are diagnosed with mental retardation and personality disorder, followed by schizophrenia and alcohol abuse Poison, but Gotham's data... "

Professional, psychologist skills, Harry never fell behind.

Ivy, who was caught in the rain and whispered with black orchids, also added: "the proportion of arsonists here is very high, because people with personality disorders all over the United States almost gather in Gotham. There is Batman here. He is like a moth trap lamp. Even I can't help playing games with him sometimes."

"What Xiao Hong said is what I want to say. There are many kinds of mental diseases. You can't simply think they are crazy. Their condition is different, and everyone is different."

Haley showed sympathy, but with a bad smile on her mouth, she said to Bobo:

"However, arsonists often carry fuel with them. If they shoot them with a gun, they may explode into fireworks. It's very fun."

Harry really thinks so. For her, psychosis is always attractive, because people's spirit is like a blind box that has not been opened. From the appearance, madmen are the same, but only after in-depth psychoanalysis can we see the color of their soul. Everyone is unique.

Even if it's the same person in the parallel world, it's a completely different person. Haley talked to Dr. quezel, who is temporarily living on earth 0 to have a baby. She can be sure that they are completely different.

That woman actually thinks she owes Gotham in her heart? She's going to work in the police station? She's going to be a public servant? She's crazy

Xiaotangdou personally thinks her condition is very serious, and she can feel that Dr. quezel thinks so of her little loveliness of the earth 0. Both sides think each other is more crazy, which is obviously very interesting.

So she likes another self, at least strong and smart.

"Ah, useless knowledge has increased again." little Fuchsia has a loveless expression on her face, and her eyes have changed into a dead fish: "although I'm a detective, it doesn't mean that I have to put useless things in my head. Let go of me, you crazy woman."

"Hum, I don't! You bad orangutan dare to dislike me? You're obviously crazy! Ha ha!" instead, Haley hugged the orangutan, rubbed his face flat and round, and laughed.

Su Ming shook his head, saved the miserable little Fuchsia from the woman and put it on the cloak: "stop it, the saint industrial building has been completely destroyed, and Batman has appeared. We should go."

"Bat? Where is it?"

Haley opened her eyes wide and wanted to look for the figure with sharp ears through the night and rain, but she didn't see the familiar person.

She saw something else. From another street beside the fire, a motorcade flashing red and blue came quickly. It seemed to be the police, but it soon proved that they were not, but borrowed the lighting effect.

It was a group of robots riding large motorcycles. They were tall and strong. Their motorcycles could also be transformed into weapons. When these robots stopped on the street to organize formation, these motorcycles became heavy machine guns with a great sense of science and technology.

Unlike common machine guns, these guns have a smooth white shell, like passing through a white steamed bread with several pipes. Then these new police officers began their first law enforcement.

Skipping the two steps of arrest and trial, they fired directly at the crowd.

The thugs who were still reveling around fell into chaos. They didn't see the police, but they didn't see such a simple police. They used heavy weapons when they didn't agree.

But this did not let them disperse. Instead, the blood aroused Gotham's courage. Only a few of the nearly 1000 crazy thugs near the building fire slipped away, and most of the others rushed towards the machines occupying a section of the road.

They fought back, fearless of life and death.

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