Chapter 843

The once splendid iceberg restaurant is one of the favorite gathering places of Gotham upper class.

With the exception of a few family businesses, there are few people who can run a good restaurant in Gotham.

Ordinary people with no background open a shop in Gotham. They don't need you to cook. However, martial arts, tactics or shooting skills should be at least as good as the same.

Although it is not the era of the eight big gangs, there are not a few small gangs on the street, and the new gangs have no rules and act unscrupulously.

The old-fashioned gangsters charge for protection, and at least they will provide protection. But now, because the underworld has no leader and is under the regime of the powerful, the dark order is extremely chaotic.

The sovereignty of some sites has changed more frequently. I'm afraid it's not necessary to pay more than ten protection fees every month to do business there, and they can't enjoy protection at all.

Although the police station is more useful than before, there are still few things that can be managed by the police force.

Eight million people, a police station, not to mention more.

Bruce donated a lot of money to Gotham police station. Even the police cars and weapons were free.

The problem is that there are too few people willing to be policemen in Gotham.

Gordon once set up a SWAT team, selected a group of reliable and young people to join, and wanted to expand the police force with them as the backbone.

But it hasn't been a week. All the iron men in the SWAT team have been killed by sharp claws. The rest of them either resign or are bribed to become black police officers. Bruce's donation still "mysteriously disappeared" in the city government's account.

There was an honest policewoman alive, because she was in the Arkham Asylum when the owl court launched the claw cleaning.

After she was discharged from the hospital, she directly resigned to work as a bodyguard with the rich lady of the people's Congress...

that's what Gordon thinks. In fact, the police officer joined the humiliation team and has become an anti hero murderer.

This is the status quo of the city, rotten from the root.

The aim of the humiliation team is also doomed to be out of sight. There will always be an endless stream of outsiders who will come here and quickly become the same black.

The reason why they are anti heroes is not madmen, because their double standards are some serious. If they are regarded as their own people, it doesn't matter what crime they commit.

You know, Harris's teacher, James Gordon Jr., is a serial killer. Now he's living a good life. Su Ming suspects that if Harry kills people in front of them, she will help if she doesn't make a good fight.

I don't know what they think. Su Ming is too lazy to understand them. Gotham is never short of mental illness.

Now the iceberg restaurant in front of several people seems to have been robbed.

After stepping in, the tall crystal statues in the hall are full of bullet holes, and the fragments fall on the ground, reflecting a light light.

Blood light.

The situation here gives a new definition to the corpses everywhere. The gang members in black suits probably didn't think of a sudden attack. Many of the pistols in the arms of the corpses have not been pulled out.

Penguin as one of Gotham gangsters, who dares to sweep his field?

Although Su Ming came to eat free food twice, the vigilance of these men was obviously not enough. He never thought about being shot by machine gun when he was entering the door.

The figure of the green arrow flashed for a moment, moved from Su Ming's side to the statue. He drew his finger on the bullet hole, and then flashed back again.

"7.62 NATO standard ammunition. There are at least hundreds of shells here. They should be heavy machine guns, but there are only a few footprints on the bloodstains."

Su Ming squatted down and picked up a cartridge case in the blood pool, which was scattered in every corner, indicating that it was shooting in motion.

Bullets are generally divided into four parts: warhead, charge, primer and cartridge case. Generally speaking, two groups of numbers are engraved on the bottom of the cartridge case, namely, the manufacturer's code and the production number of the goods.

The cartridge case in Su Ming's hand is a special one, which does not enter into the market and is forged for its own use.

Because there are no two lines of numbers at the bottom of each cartridge case, only a small bat etched.

"Tut Tut, it seems that the laughing bat has found a new helper. I don't know that there is a killer Batman who is good at guns in that dark multiverse."

Su Ming dropped the shell and began to observe the footprints. He shook his head and said to the two people around him.

Green arrow kept alert all the time. His head kept turning around and looking around. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "maybe there is a death knell bat in some world. Ha ha..."

Su Ming shrugged his shoulders, which is really not true.

The body of the death knell is enough for him to focus on the machine gun, fire and somersault, rush into the crowd and kill less than 100 gang members. It's as simple as drinking water.

But it's not the style of the death knell.

No matter what the world's death knell, it is impossible to choose to carry machine guns and others to shoot. Even if Su Ming himself was replaced, he would give priority to explosives. If he directly blew up the restaurant, all the people inside would die.This new pervert Batman is different. He has a special feeling for guns. He likes to see others killed by guns...

"are there any survivors?" Su Ming did not answer the topic of "bat clock", but asked Diana who had been around for a while.

The magic woman shook her head. These people are dead. She is familiar with the battlefield and the corpse.

Although the bodies are not stiff, which means that they have not been dead for a long time, there is still a difference in the temperature between the living and the dead.

"There are more than a hundred people here, but they were shot in the forehead or chest, all fatal injuries." Diana, with her sword in her hand, said helplessly, "with heavy machine gun fire, you should know what it means."

The table at which Su Ming and Diana ate together was also damaged. A corpse was pressed on the tilted table top. Su Ming sadly walked over, lifted up the tablecloth, looked at it and put it down.

"It means that the Batman has a better shot than the dead shooter, which means his shooting can even count the ballistic reflection."

Green arrow looked at his face. Zorro's moustache curled as he spoke, but he didn't feel funny at all because he needed to master ballistics in archery.

"If you want to make these people unprepared, the time from entering the door to killing all of them will not exceed a few seconds, then the weapon used by the other party is likely to be a weapon like the multi barrel Vulcan, which is not something ordinary people can play with."

"Batman has never been a normal person, and we should now pay attention to several different footprints on the bloodstain."

Su Ming interrupted the discussion on the shooting method and pointed to a line of footprints left on the semi coagulated blood.

These footprints obviously go in one direction. Although the patterns on the soles are not the same, we can see that the shoes are almost the same size.

Among them, one is the footprints of the murderer and the other is the one of laughing wildly. Su Ming has already recognized it. But there is also a pair of footprints of leather shoes and a pair of barefoot?

Diana also has a lot of research on footprints. After all, she had nothing to do in paradise island before, only hunting.

"It seems to be good news that the new Dark Knight order has only four men." She watched for a while and blinked at Su Ming.

"It's also possible that there were twenty abnormal batmen waiting outside the door who didn't want to come in, and the rain took away the traces of their coming..." green arrow said one of the worst possibilities, and his scalp felt numb after thinking about it: "the last time the laughing bat suffered from the loss of six divisions, no matter how many Batman concentrated this time, no one can tell."

Speaking of this, Su Ming is a little bit numb. A perverted Batman can say that, but if the enemy's ability to form a pile is complementary, even if he is to deal with it, he is not sure.

Batman has never been hit by the light. He can even avoid the light. Sure enough, it depends on the green arrow....

Su Ming doesn't want to frighten himself. He waves his hand to signal them to keep up: "don't worry about the number of enemies, find out where the enemies are, we will know how many of them are. The blood footprints extend back to the hall Let's go. "

Green arrow followed him. Although his eyes were still looking around, he whispered: "those are not really problems. The key is that I can't think of one thing... That is why penguins become the target of wild laughter? It doesn't make sense, does it? "

The fake Zorro touched his moustache, and his golden sword swayed in the dark with his steps.

Su Ming may think of some reasons, but it is far fetched and has no value at all.

"Penguins are most famous for their arms smuggling business, but the dark knight has proved that they can't use them. They have customized bat weapons... So what else do penguins have? Seafood? Or money? I don't think that's what crazy laughter looks like

Diana held the shield behind the hall, and she also kept a watchful eye: "this building is beautiful, but it is not strong at all. Laughter will not choose such a stronghold. Penguins don't have chemical or biological weapons, and they don't have anything to remember. "

Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Diana. Her words reminded him of one thing.

"The identity of the penguin, that's why he's being watched with wild laughter."

He quickened his pace, and said it quickly.

The other two quickly followed. Although Diana's body reacted, she didn't have a brain. She asked vaguely, "what's your identity? Gotham's gang boss? "

"He's not an ordinary gang boss. He has a fundamental difference from others." Su Ming steps over a dead body lying in the corridor and raises a finger.

"Well?"

"He is the only surviving member of the last eight mafia families to engage in gang activities." Su Ming pushes away the corpse pile in the way.

Diana still didn't understand, let alone her. Even green arrow didn't think of what the knell was going to say."Gotham was built at the end of the 19th century, while gangs were generally born around 1930. Why? Because at that time, American policy provided the soil for the birth of gangs. " Su Ming smiles and shakes off his intestines and gives another hint.

Green arrow understood, and he was deeply moved by the thinking ability of the death knell, and said with admiration: "the prohibition order, at that time, the high profit of illicit wine was no less than that of drug trafficking today, which led to the prosperity of gangs all over the United States. And because at that time, the manufacture and transportation of illicit liquor would be sentenced to imprisonment. The gangs often chose to set up distilleries underground and use sewers as the transportation line for drinking water. "

Su Ming nodded and couldn't help but show a nostalgic expression: "yes, and the Capote family must have done such business at that time, so he must have a sewer map in his hand. Gotham's sewers are divided into four different systems - one attached at the beginning of the city's establishment, one set set up by gangsters in the era of bootlegging, one set set up by Owl court, one donated by Bruce to the government after he returned from school. Now he uses the latest one. "

Oliver gave a thumb: "so there are still three sets of abandoned, old sewers are often entangled like a labyrinth, no one knows their existence and where they lead. If you want to borrow old sewers to do something, maps are indispensable. "

"That's why the laughter attacked him?" Diana thought for a while, and there was some truth. The satellite couldn't see the laughter all the time, probably because the other party went underground.

The prediction of the death knell is probably right.

She looked at the back of Su Ming's head helplessly from behind: "if you were not old enough, I would suspect that you had gone through that era and had done private wine business. Why are you so skilled?"

Su Ming shrugged with a smile, which can't be explained. Sometimes Diana's warrior intuition is so accurate www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!