Chapter 26

"Fortunately, we didn't take the tram." Cindy said to Su Ming, who stroked her blonde hair, which had been wet by the rain, and put her eyes on the dashboard: "at this speed, we have about half an hour to get to our destination."

Su Ming looks out of the window at the rain. On the viaduct not far away, a tram stops in mid air due to the problem of power supply in the city. He doesn't know if there is anyone there, and whether someone is waiting for them to go home.

If things go at their worst, these people won't be home.

Su Ming thought about this problem before. Everyone else has a home, but he just has a rental house. He seems to be alone forever.

"If I have a chance, I'm going to leave after the end of things here, and try to find a way to go to earth 0. What's your plan?"

He turned his head and asked Cindy a question with great leaps and bounds, paying attention not to be heard by the nosy reporters, nor to look at the blackout tram any more.

Cindy thought about it, or shook her head: "this is my world, you said earth 0, is your home?"

"No, it's not. My home is a little further away... It's just a place I'm familiar with." He groped, and there were not many cigars in the box.

"Where is your home?"

Cindy did the same, and then she stopped because she saw a small supermarket by the side of the road.

When they got out of the car, she knocked down the door lock with a long stick skillfully. They went in and searched and continued the previous topic.

"Ha ha, I don't know. Maybe there is a number, maybe not."

She put a few bottles of colorful alcoholic drinks into her backpack, then turned her eyes to the puffed food, and as she searched the bags, she pretended to say it carelessly.

"Why don't you stay here? We can be partners for a long time."

"Your world is numbered earth minus 11 in the blood domain, representing the 11th World of the dark multiverse. Babatos is invincible here. He is the God of the dark multiverse. If I want to stop this crisis completely, I must not only hide them here, but also go to earth 0. This is the only way for me to save myself. "

Su Ming still said this problem. These emotions and thoughts have been lingering in his mind for too long. He needs to be shared a little bit by others. He doesn't need any substantive help, as long as he can listen to what he knows.

Cindy's hand stops in the air for a moment, and then she holds the puffed food with tomato in her arms as if nothing had happened.

"Yes? It seems that there are a lot of things that you need to explain to me... "

......

director Gordon regained consciousness from the darkness. He touched the back of his head and recalled the previous events.

He was pulled into the car by a group of people, but before that, while kneeling in the mud, he carved the license plate of a black van on his glasses.

He stuck it in a crack in the curb, and if anyone could find it, he might be able to find out where he was.

But this hope is very slim, after all, bats have left the city, who can do this?

Although he was very optimistic about some young people in the police station, he was only optimistic. He knew that even if the police found the glasses, they might not be able to trace them here.

After all, people don't know where he's in black now.

Now he is living in a dark room, but it is not the prison cell he imagined. On the contrary, the bed under him is very soft. If you touch it with your hand, you can feel the greasy feel of silk.

It doesn't make him feel relaxed. As an old policeman, he can feel the environment around him is very humid and gloomy. It should be underground.

After a look at his watch, he was in a coma for more than an hour, which was not enough time for the vans to leave Gotham, so he is still in the city.

He slowly got up, everything on his body was in good condition, except the gun was missing, and even the handcuffs were still around his waist.

It was like being invited to be a guest, though the invitation was a little more tough.

He fumbled in the dark and pressed the desk lamp at the head of the bed. The soft light lit up the small room.

On the bedside table, there was a glass of water and a bottle of painkillers, aspirin, prescription notes and doctor's orders on the bottle, and his name was written on the patient's column.

They brought it from his house! They invaded his house!

"By the way, Barbara!" Gordon remembered what the woman in black had said to himself. They had another team to go to the police station!

He stood up, did not go to get the medicine, but immediately walked quickly to the door.

Hold down the handle, just twist it, and the door opens.

Of course, not surprisingly, there are still several women in black guarding the door."Where is my daughter? Let me see her

As if in a frenzy, Gordon grabs a woman by the door, but is soon pulled away by more hands.

"Director Gordon, our boss is waiting for you."

Then the woman who had punched him before came out of the corner of the corridor, and with almost every step of the same magnitude, she walked slowly to Gordon and said to him with a smile.

Gordon found out that he was in a cold corridor with pale lights on top of his head and tiles all around his walls, just like in some hospital.

"Where's my daughter?"

The woman rubbed her temples like a headache and sighed, "when you see our boss, you will know."

Gordon broke away from the man who was holding him. He tidied up his windbreaker and slapped the dust that didn't exist on it, as if his clothes had been stained by these people: "what are you waiting for? Lead the way. "

The woman didn't care, turned her head and walked to the road when she came.

Gordon looked around carefully, but he didn't get any information. Nothing could be seen here except to make him more convinced that he was somewhere underground.

The corridor is very long, and it seems that you can't see the end of it. There are small rooms on both sides, but with the door closed, I don't know what is inside.

After several turns along the corridor, after Gordon felt lost, they finally came to a larger door.

The door is made of solid wood, decorated with beautiful gilt edged and enamel. The relief of the three fates is carved on it. The expression is lifelike and lifelike.

The woman knocks on the door, then backs away, raises her eyebrows at Gordon and makes a gesture of invitation.

Gordon walked in fearlessly.

In this room, he felt like he was in the study of Wayne mansion, surrounded by tall bookshelves full of various books, and not far away, there was a fireplace burning.

There are family portraits on the walls, soft woolen carpets on the ground, exquisite hand-made sofas in front of the fireplace, and masterpieces in the room decorated with sculptures. Even the teapot on the tea table has the best aroma of black tea.

Everything makes him begin to doubt his previous judgment. This is clearly a mansion of a large family, not an underground labyrinth.

Not far from the fireplace, he saw a huge desk, and behind it sat a man he had never expected.

Even if he was alone, the man was still sitting upright, his hair was meticulously combed back of his head, he was wearing a elegant handmade suit, with a rose in his chest pocket, he was gently stroking the white cat in his arms and looking at Gordon with a smile on his face.

He was old, much older than the last time Gordon saw him. His black hair was now all white on his temples, and his face and the back of his hands were covered with wrinkles.

But the only thing that doesn't change is that his eyes are still so calm and dignified as they were ten years ago.

"Gordon, my old friend, welcome to my family."

"Falcone..."

for a moment, Gordon could only look at the figure in surprise and say the name. However, the name was so entangled with him that he could not speak for a moment.

In the first ten years of his working life, Falcone was the mountain on his head. Everything about Gotham had something to do with him, including bars, restaurants, gas stations, cinemas and even hot dog stands with roadside carts. He was also the oldest one to go back to.

He ran the dark order of Gotham, and everyone lived under the exploitation of the Mafia family.

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