Chapter 2283: 2nd generation appeared

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While Damian and Mudface were talking on Vennta, there was also someone waiting for a date in another part of Gotham.

Not everyone likes a quiet place without wind and rain. Sometimes it is a good choice to smoke and wait on the roof of a small building with an umbrella.

The bat light has been on for a long time. It shouldn't be lit.

But now there is such a person, wearing a brown trench coat, with old-fashioned glasses, standing next to the searchlight with a cigarette in his mouth.

He stared at the darkness beyond the horizon, and the dawn seemed to be far away.

Just like reappearing in the past, each cigarette **** was dropped and then extinguished by the rain. He was waiting patiently, waiting for the arrival of the Dark Knight.

The sound of landing on the roof was insignificant in the wind and rain, and she was strong enough to ignore the disadvantages of high-heeled boots, but Barbara was full of troubles now, and her mood was very bad.

There are countless people imitating Joker and Batman in this crazy city, but she never thought that someone would imitate her father and imitate so much.

Is this a new kind of mental illness? Or is it some new ‘chameleon’ killer? What exactly does the other party do when the bat light is turned on?

So she rushed to this familiar place, Gotham Police Station.

After her mother died, her father brought her to play here since she was a child so that she could take care of her while working.

She would eat low-quality donuts in the lounge for three meals, use the empty observation room table to do homework, and watch how police officers interrogate lunatics. She learned a lot here.

But to ask her what impressed her most, it should be ‘being a good person is much harder than being a bad person’.

"who are you?"

She asked the other person, but the voice processed by the voice changer was still sweet.

The man standing by the bat lamp turned around, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth with a cigarette. The smoke gushed from his mouth, covering his face, but there was a kind of repressed madness in those eyes.

He gently took off the cigarette from his mouth, and greeted gently: "My sister, you are here, as I expected."

Barbara was no longer on guard. She jumped off the low wall on the edge of the roof, frowned and walked to the youth's side. She grabbed the other person to check her pulse and said, "Why did you come out? You are still on bail, wearing Shouldn't the positioning ankle ring run around, have you taken medicine tonight?"

It turns out that the person who imitated Director Gordon was his son, Gordon II, known as Jr. James (). The abbreviation is a letter combination that will be blocked.

He looks exactly the same as Gordon when he was young, but the biggest difference is that his father is a good policeman, while his son is a mentally ill and serial murderer.

He was treated in Arkham most of the time. After the major event of the sinking of the earth, he was released on parole because of his good performance and a certificate from a psychologist.

The reason for the unsophisticated young man's debut was also very simple. He is a talented person with high intelligence. When he was a child, he watched his father solve crimes every day. Later, he was kidnapped several times by various villains and saw villains including clowns. Defeated by Batman.

Unlike a girl like her sister, she began to worship the Dark Knight brainlessly after being saved by Batman several times, and the boys who refused to admit defeat gradually came up with some ideas.

‘Is there a perfect crime in the world? Can Batman really solve any case? The detective is better than all the police? ’

‘Then my father even gave up his family for work. He and his sister have lived like orphans since childhood. What is the value? ’

At first, those thoughts just circulated in his mind, but then when he was a teenager, with some strength in his arms and legs, he began to put the murder in his mind into action.

As soon as a few cases came out, he became the famous "Ripper" and "Law Slasher" of Gotham at that time. He used a knife and a clever brain to create a series of murderous cases without clues.

In Gotham during that period, a new body was found in the bustling area every morning, and died of throat cut and autopsy, but the crime scene had no fingerprints, no footprints, no surveillance, no witnesses, and even satellite images.

It was like magic, the corpse appeared out of thin air, the whole Gotham was turned into a secret room, and a series of questions fell on Batman's head.

There is no social connection between the victims, and there is no similarity in their identity and background. The crime scenes are all over the city, and the murderers treat the rich and the poor equally.

He really stumped Batman for a while, but as a 12-year-old kid, he had to go to school during the day, work part-time at night, and go out to kill in the middle of the night. It was too busy.

Mental support can be supported, but the physical stamina of ordinary people can't support it. Besides, he lives under the same roof with an old police detective who has worked for decades and a Batman's attendant, and he must be extra careful in everything.

Finally one night, while he was washing his blood suit in the darkness of the basement, he was discovered by his father who happened to return home to fetch things.

He frankly confessed all the facts and methods of the crime, and was arrested, and comforted his father and sister that he had committed the crime, but the experiment was successful.

It was the police who caught him, not Batman. His father made the right choice in the past. The grievances and loneliness that my sister and brother suffered when they were young are valuable.

Moreover, there really is a perfect crime in the world, and I am just a little out of luck.

He was a minor at the time, and his mental state was obviously abnormal, so he could only be sent to Arkham for treatment. After treatment by many psychologists... he became a real lunatic and he did not kill anyone for a day. The kind of lunatic who feels uncomfortable.

All kinds of plans to murder others are full of his brain, and if he doesn't take action, he feels that his head will explode.

This is the charm of Arkham. Even if you throw a dog in to receive treatment from experts, it will be a mad dog after a few days.

After being released on parole, Little James needs to take a lot of tranquilizers regularly every day, but even so, his strong brain can still keep him in a state of excitement and show various emotions, just like a normal person.

Hearing his sister caring about himself so much, he showed a warm smile: "I have taken the medicine, and I feel good now, and I don't think coming to the police station with an ankle ring will have any effect on the parole guarantor."

"Well, then you shouldn't play with bat lights on the rooftop, go home quickly, or go back to your dormitory to take a good rest, be good."

Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. Things have become very weird lately. Her father was infected and went crazy, Batman was missing. If her brother came up to commit crimes again, she didn't know if she could do anything against him.

"I am not a kid anymore~www.NovelMTL.com~ Don’t coax me to talk." Little James raised the umbrella to his sister, and he looked up at the world outside the umbrella: "I came here to find you. You seem to be busy in the last few days?"

Batgirl's shoulders slumped down, and it was okay not to mention it, and she felt sore all over her body.

"You must have seen the parasitic mushroom. Although Gotham has enough guns and strength to protect itself, when the crisis passed, those with guns liked to shoot each other to celebrate. I haven't closed my eyes for more than forty hours. ."

Little James nodded. He took out a hamburger from his trench coat pocket and handed it to his sister: "Presumably this is why your phone is turned off. Batman's problem seems to be more serious than I thought, because he didn't provide you with logistics. With the shift arrangement, I guess, now the Bat family is in your charge? So you have been squeezing yourself."

"You should think as little as possible. This is not good for the disease." Barbara touched her brother's head and did not answer this question directly. She took a bite of the burger. Although there are some, her favorite taste: "So you are looking for me like this, is there anything urgent?"

"I do have something funny that I want to share with you." Little James's fingers were tightened and loosened on the handle of the umbrella, with an inexplicable tone in his tone: "But I can ask first, our father still Are you alive? What happened to him?"

Batgirl blinked her eyes behind her mask, and her movements of chewing food slowed down: "Why do you ask?"

Her voice became a little weird.

"Hehe, Barbara, we all know him. I have been watching the news in the store during the mushroom incident. The police chief did not appear on all the Gotham channels. Wouldn't it be strange to replace me with you? How could our father not be there in person? This does not even require me to reason."