Chapter 272 Battle for the Cape 15
At 8 pm, the streets before Gotham Station were bustling with citizens and reporters who were on strike. They raised their signs and shouted their slogans. Most of the signs were against Captain Gordon, like Gordon Step Down’, ’Gordon Must Go’, and so on. Others included ’Police, do your duty’, ’Get lost, Batman’, and ’Kill the criminals’. When Gordon appeared, the reporters pounced at him, pushing all the mics, cameras, and lights at him, and sharp questions were directed at Gordon.
"I hear that another fifteen officers have handed in their badges today. Is that true?"
"How long will it take for the city to be safe again?"Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com
"Who will be responsible for the bank heist failure?"
"How do you plan to answer to the families of the dead officers? How did that John Doe slip away from the officers?"
"Sir, has the criminal force infiltrated the police?"
"Are the police threatened by the criminals?"
"Captain Gordon, is it about time for you to consider retirement?"
In this world, many people saw themselves as better than they were. They thought that they were doing such important things in their lives. Actually, it was all sh*t.
At that point, both players realized... that something was wrong. They were thinking the same thing.
Knowing that there are superheroes around, open resistance will lead to us being killed. We should wait for a chance to escape.
"Oracle, the two from the station are leaving now." Above the station, Nightwing watched the movement below him carefully and contacted the Batcave. "I’m afraid they might escape halfway en route, so I plan to follow them. How’s Tim?"
There was concern underneath Nightwing’s mask. "I have a bad feeling, Barbara. You’d better get someone to follow him."
"Okay, I’ll try to arrange that as soon as I can," Oracle replied.
"I can’t move away from here temporarily. Call me if you hear from Tim, okay?" Nightwing said.
"You have to be careful too... Dick," Oracle said with concern.
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At the same time, inside a warehouse...
"Er... Where am I?" Tim Drake woke up from his temporarily loss of consciousnesses. When he came to, he saw a man in a purple suit standing before him, facing away from him.
"Don’t worry, Tim. When you were unconscious, we have moved you to... a safe place," Feng Bujue said while facing away from Tim. He was adjusting a recording camera.