American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Chapter 142 Capturing the Encounter

Gordon, who was controlling the scene from the staircase building, began to evacuate the hostages from the first floor to the top floor. The people who escaped death ran out from the upstairs and saw the sunlight in the sky.

They were all crying with excitement. Gordon was holding a pistol and looking at the text message instructions on his cell phone. He found the Joker, who had been knocked unconscious and hung upside down, under the fire escape.

The crisis was resolved, and Batman also cleared out several explosives in the building, but these explosives still contained the Joker's evil jokes.

Only half of it was real explosives, but the remaining explosives were still scary to look at. Gordon picked up a timed explosive placed in front of the camera, and the detonator on it had been removed.

Time stopped at 34 minutes.

Gordon threw down the dynamite, turned around and punched the Joker in the stomach. In just 34 minutes, 6 policemen and 21 hostages died. This damn lunatic!!!

After throwing two punches as a way of venting his anger, Gordon still stuck to his bottom line. He took out handcuffs, put handcuffs on the Joker's broken hands, and asked someone to come up and escort him.

In the ambulance downstairs, Jason, with gauze wrapped on his head, looked like an Arab, watching Miaomu discussing the case with several policemen.

Jason leaned against the car bored, he had to go to the hospital for stitches later, but Naegi didn't quite trust Gotham General Hospital, so she wanted to take him to Ms. Tompkins for stitches.

"Are you okay?" Alexis, who had just finished the examination, walked over from the temporary command center.

Because the people upstairs were suddenly attacked by the Joker members who were mixed in with the hostages. No one was killed, but a policeman was seriously injured. He was shot in the thigh and was sent for emergency treatment.

Miao Mu had someone temporarily set up a checkpoint. People from other police stations were not going to cooperate with Miao Mu. They were all at the level of police sergeants, and there were also bureau chiefs here. Why should they listen to you?

Just because you're a poor guy from Arkham?

However, when they saw Naegi kick the clown member three meters away, this... is not impossible to cooperate!

It's just a checkpoint, so it doesn't require many people. Sheriff Loeb happened to be rushing to a press conference, so we temporarily requisitioned the venue here to keep the logistics team in the Gotham Police Department busy.

Just connect to the computer and look up the name to solve the problem, and everyone will feel relieved.

"Are you... feeling better?" Jason asked somewhat restrainedly.

I don’t know if it’s because of the hardships they shared, or the kiss in the dark studio, but Jason’s tone has changed a lot, at least it’s not as choking as before.

"I'm fine, thank you for saving me. I also saved you once, so we are even." Alexis said with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face, and was about to leave.

Jason quickly shouted in the direction she left: "Hey, you saved me twice, I still owe you one!"

"Can you teach me how to fight?" Alexis asked, turning around.

Jason opened his mouth. He originally wanted to refuse. Why would a girl fight?

But when he saw Alexis' eyes, Jason was a little embarrassed and wanted to raise his hand to scratch his hair, but he only touched thick gauze. Finally, he nodded: "Okay!"

"Then this is a deal."

Alexis shook a brass shell brass knuckle in her hand, raised her eyebrows playfully, and ran outside. Her parents had already arrived and were anxiously waiting for her outside.

Jason looked over there. This... Alexis, that's the name, quite interesting.

"What are you looking at? Get in the car! I'll take you to suture your wound." Miaomu pressed Jason's shoulder and pulled him to the side.

"Master, can I teach others martial arts?" Jason, who was fastening his safety belt, asked Miaomu.

"If you want to teach, just teach. We don't have so many rules in our house. I will find you a very good teacher in a few days. I hope the other side won't beat me to death." Miaomu shook his head with lingering fear.

I drove away in the police car, feeling really relieved that the clown was so easy to deal with, much easier than the last time.

Miao Mu was still a little skeptical. Was this clown crazy? He had created such a big mess, but he was dealt with so easily?

Why? But after thinking about it, Miao Mu gave up. He didn't expect to understand the thoughts of such a madman. Anyway, if he was caught, he would be locked up. If it didn't work, he would apply for the death penalty.

There is death penalty in Gotham, but...it is not used most of the time, because the criminals caught are either mentally ill, crazy, or protected by various forces.

"Miaomu, I couldn't contact you just now, how are you?" Nygma's voice came from the wireless headset.

Miao Mu just remembered that he hadn't taken off his helmet yet. He held the steering wheel with one hand and took off his helmet with the other hand and threw it on the passenger seat next to him.

"Just now, I was in the range of the signal jammer and told you that the Joker has been dealt with. Damn... a lot of people died again."

Miaogi sighed. After being in Gotham for a long time, looking at the corpses of his colleagues, he felt so sad that it was hard to put into words.

"You're okay, where's Jason?" Nygma was sure that Naegi was fine and had no mood to care about other people's lives, so he changed the subject and started asking about his stupid student.

"Wait." Miaomu took off his wireless headphones and threw them to the back seat. Jason quickly reached out to catch them and hung them on his ears.

"Teacher, I'm fine. The clown is coming for me..."

"Impossible, the Joker is dead. This is just a copycat. It has nothing to do with you." Nygma said with certainty. After all, he was the one who personally performed the autopsy and confirmed the Joker's body.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back. I'll take him to get two stitches. He got a knife on his head." Miaomu reached out and took back the wireless headphones.

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At the entrance of Ms. Tompkins' hospital, Naegi was sitting on the sofa outside with a magazine, basking in the sun, looking very comfortable.

Jason inside started howling, not because it hurt to stitch his wound, but because Ms. Tompkins had to shave him into a Mohawk to do the stitching.

Both sides are shaved because shaving only one side looks uglier.

Jason sat on the chair, looking at his unique hairstyle with gritted teeth. He still had to go to school...this.

"Do you want me to dye your hair? I have mixed a red hair dye that looks nice. Do you want it?" Ms. Tompkins said with a teasing smile.

“No… no need.” Jason shook his head quickly, which resulted in pulling the sutured wound and causing him to gasp in pain.

Miao Mu, who was outside, was flipping through a magazine, but his eyes were fixed on a woman with a noble temperament who was walking towards him.

The mink coat could not hide her sexy figure. She wore a pair of women's sunglasses on her face, had big dark red wavy hair, and her red lips were as tempting as ripe cherries.

The high heels tapped on the ground, "thump thump". Miaomu blinked his eyes. It was really pleasing to the eyes to look at such a beautiful woman.

"Mr. Officer, can you please move aside for a moment?"

The woman smiled, stretched out her hand to push down her sunglasses, and threw a coquettish glance at Miaomu. Those eyes were tender as water, yet hard as ice.

The smile on her face was obviously a fake one, but people didn't mind it. Beautiful women always have some privileges.

"Of course, I'd be happy to, please!" Miao Mu stood up, pulled the chair, made way, and let the woman walk in.

"Thank you." The woman smiled and nodded, then walked in. As if she felt Miaomu's burning gaze, she twisted her waist intentionally, like a model walking in a catwalk, trembling from side to side.

Miaomu's heart was trembling and his nose was a little hot. He had been very busy recently and was a little irritated.

Reluctantly watching the door close, Miaomu raised his hand and pinched his nose, but he didn't smell any perfume.

Judging from the way this woman is dressed, she must be rich or noble, so this shouldn't be a problem for her. Well... maybe she doesn't like it either, Miaomu answered himself.

"Does it look good?" a woman's voice asked from behind.

"It looks good." Miao Mu nodded very honestly. Even if the woman just now was standing in front of him, he would tell the truth, because he is... honest!

With a whoosh, something hit me from behind.

Miao Mu was shocked and without thinking, he turned around and threw a straight punch, like a wooden hammer hitting a bell, and swung it backwards.