Gotham Mayor Simulator

After the warden said that, Director Gordon's brows were still frowning.

"I agree with you, Betvin, but this isn't that simple... We have to convince the mayor, huh? What's that look on your face?"

"It's nothing," the warden said. "The mayor will agree. She also hopes to return justice to these suffering people, so we come together because of our common ideals. Anna and I are as close as one person." Same."

Gordon had a strange expression, and Winston lowered his head silently. It was at this moment that Clark knocked on the door, but he knocked on the door too quickly, a little doubting whether he came at the wrong time.

Fortunately, Clark had met Director Gordon several times, and they were relatively familiar with each other at various gatherings. The warden smiled and nodded at him, and then looked at Peter behind him with a little curiosity.

"This kid feels very familiar..."

"I will take him to study during my exchange at Gotham Daily," Clark briefly introduced Peter and asked, "Do you mind if I take some photos?"

He originally wanted to report what the other party said, but after all, he overheard it with his super hearing. There were only three of them in the room at the time, so it seemed inappropriate for him to publish it in the newspaper.

As expected, his request was not rejected. Not long after, the mayor called and agreed to the Kent reporter's interview and gave him permission to report on the incident, but it must be reviewed before being sent out. This was already better than Clark's The imagined situation is much better.

He looked at Bella Betvin, who seemed not to be surprised at all, and thought to himself: "The warden and the mayor should be comrades who come together because of a common idea, so they trust each other... just like me and the bat!"

After talking to several military personnel, Clark noticed that the gentleman named Winston frequently took out his mobile phone. Then, while Clark was interviewing Director Gordon, he was distracted and heard what he heard when he walked out to answer the phone. What did Winster say on the phone:

"There's no way I'm going to blatantly disobey the mayor... What's going on? Are we involved in the South Hinckley incident?"

Clark frowned.

["You have been acting more and more rebellious recently, Wen," said a thick male voice on the other side, "The Alek family has long been in decline, and Anna is the shame of this family. If it weren't for... forget it, the SWAT special forces are here to Born to guard the Council, don’t forget who put you in this position, and you actually used the power we gave you to protect civilians who are not even Gothamites?”]

"My subordinates are ordinary people. If they knew that when the South Hinckley incident broke out, the mayor asked me to deploy the troops, but I did nothing... what would they think of me? It was all to consolidate my position in the army. The reputation in the team, after all, even if you helped me enter swat, I got this position by defeating everyone with my own hands! Could it be that one of you took advantage of Black Mask? There is nothing wrong with this operation. You can also take the opportunity to participate in the follow-up processing and help the court monitor the mayor’s behavior.”

Clark tilted his head slightly, using his clairvoyance powers.

["Black Mask has been missing for a long time, hum." The man seemed to be convinced, but he was still very unhappy because he was contradicted. "And several people in the court disappeared with him, and they have not been found yet. We will That day was called "Black Day", and the unknown blackness covered the entire city and dragged away many people who wanted to resist the mayor. As for the benefits? Does the court need this benefit? You know your place, Wen, you are my nephew after all.”]

The phone hung up, and the man named Winster looked at the screen coldly for a while. Then, without knowing Clark was watching, he sent the previous phone recording to a person with the note "Like Mother" , the next second, Warden Bella Betvin took out her phone and looked at it. Clark, who had not yet recovered his clairvoyance ability, found that the other person's note to the person who sent the message was [Wen].

Clark: "..."

The relationship between you Gothamites is really weird!

Then, the warden forwarded the recording to the mayor, raised his head and looked over in confusion: "Kent reporter?"

The Kent reporter finished the interview in shock and confusion, but decided to send a message to Batman to ask his partner what the "court" and "black sun" were about.

After completing interviews with official people, he began to take Peter to chat with soldiers, police, and criminals temporarily detained in their own homes to collect evidence. In the end, he went to the mine.

It was almost impossible to get down in the mine. He photographed the remnants of the bomb, and then the ice bridge. The flames and ice had disappeared together, but the ice bridge remained here, becoming a support for the bottom of the mine. Seeing through the mine At the top of the cave, Clark understood that this place was already crumbling, and had experienced several small collapses before. If the ice bridge hadn't been there, the "sky" here would have collapsed long ago, burying all the dirt. Deep underground.

The more he took pictures, the heavier his mood became. Peter was originally a little excited because he could be taken on a news trip by an experienced senior, but after seeing all this, his mood gradually became depressed.

If you don't see hell with your own eyes, you will never know what hell is like.

Accompanying them down the hole was Director Tal White, who was, after all, one of the people who had experienced it.

"How many people were involved in the rescue?"

"Six, one is my sister, she has gone back, the other is the Red Hood, he is a gang leader who recently appeared in Gotham, I do not comment on what this person has done in the past, I just truthfully state what he is doing now "What?" Tal thought for a moment, "There are three more people. They are Gotham's criminal Mr. Freeze and his wife Ms. Nora. The last one did not appear. He is a magician."

"The magician..." Peter interrupted, "Wait a minute, is it the wandering magician who has been very popular on the Internet recently? The one who can make gargoyles fly!"

Tal nodded: "He used magic to rescue those who were unable to move under the mine. After all, many of the victims were disabled and gave them the opportunity to receive timely treatment, but he did not appear."

Under the influence of the props, Peter ignored the anomalies in this paragraph and nodded slowly: "Then he is really a very good person."

Clark: "..."

He felt something was wrong. How did the magician know everything that happened in South Hinckley in time? Did he have eyes and ears here?

However, the investigation was a matter for the police. Now that Gotham's police were serious and responsible enough, he went through the suspicion in his mind without saying anything.

Except for Tal, who accompanied them down the cave, the people from the evidence department had already collected evidence, and they had swept away all the drug-related materials under the cave, but the smell under the cave was not very pleasant.

Tal introduced them: "According to the preliminary investigation of my colleagues, the 2,122 people under the mine are mainly composed of women, followed by a small number of disabled men, and children born to women. There are almost no girls. It is not because they have no children." Girls were born, but girls were taken away.”

Clark's brows jumped, and Peter also showed an unbearable expression.

"...We are continuing to trace the traces of those girls," Tal recalled the smell of blood lingering around the warden's body and was convinced, "we will soon be able to get clues from the main criminal."

"These people are usually guarded by a small armed force of 300 people, but they are all militia hired by the main criminal Smith family. The official forces in South Hinckley Town know all this, but they did not personally participate. When we encircled and suppressed South Hinckley, At the time of Klee, these militiamen were sent out to delay the police so that the Smith family could escape by boat, and now they are all in custody.”

"Human trafficking, rape, murder, drug production and trafficking, organizing small armed forces, illegal hiding of heavy weapons..." Tarr said, "These are the crimes of the Smith family. The ledgers have been burned. We now only have more than 2,000 witnesses. But less than 1/3 of them can speak English, and they all have certain mental problems. The doctor recommended not to allow them to testify. "

The condition may worsen.

They finished shooting underground in a silent and depressing atmosphere, and then Tal followed the two of them to Wayne Hospital. Many people rescued from underneath the mine were admitted to Wayne Hospital.

According to Tal's understanding, these patients staying at Wayne Hospital are the most emotionally stable and have a chance to be interviewed, because most of them are women with children, and the hospital staff, from doctors to nurses, are responsible for taking care of them. Women were chosen.

Moreover, according to the mayor's request, the floors where they live are sealed off, and irrelevant people are not allowed to enter unless they obtain the mayor's permission.

But they obviously hit a wall. First of all, all three of them were men. A large number of patients refused to communicate directly. Most of those who were willing to communicate could speak English, but as long as Clark saw the camera hanging around his neck, he would be kicked out.

Compared with a tall and strong white man like Clark, Tarr's pale face does not look like a good person. On the contrary, Peter looks like a combination of the younger brother next door and the talkative academic bully, so he can speak two different languages. sentence.

Simply put, his face is less aggressive.

As for Clark, he is actually very friendly. However, American journalists are not really a person who makes people feel friendly and reassuring. Some reporters who spare no effort to dig out "privacy" have destroyed the impression of this group. After seeing the camera Sometimes, patients who have been hurt once will subconsciously think many bad things and worry about being hurt again, even if Clark promises not to pat their faces.

The last stop was Gotham City Center Hospital.

However, Tal met an acquaintance here. His sisters at the East End Cathedral were short of manpower. As an official hospital, the Central Hospital chose to hire temporary workers in a more reliable way, restricting women.

Millie accepted the job with her colleagues who were once wandering warblers, which was rare, because in Tal's memory, these wandering warblers rarely left the church and were even only willing to contact children. When the church was originally built, They would avoid men who were hired to work - because there might be former customers among them.

Even Tal was gradually accepted because of his amnesia. He suspected that in the eyes of the elderly Liu Ying, his image was no different from that of a baby with IQ problems.

Seeing him, Milly and Clark, who were free, said hello and asked Tal in a low voice: "How is Weiwei? You took her out."

"She sent me a message," Tal said in a slightly weak tone, "She said she was just a little tired and she would be fine soon."

"Huh..." Milly said nothing and turned to Clark, "If you want to be interviewed, I can first ask some people if they are willing to accept it."

Clark breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for trusting us, ma'am."

Millie smiled: "I believe in the mayor."

After asking around, Millie took a woman to the lounge. The only lady willing to be interviewed was named Jane. She was holding her son and standing by the window next to the lounge.

Millie whispered to them: "Jane has come here several times, maybe because she likes the scenery by the window."

Outside the window was a bare high wall and a ferocious gargoyle decorated on the wall.

When the reporters came in, the lady trembled, but did not scream, but -

She came over and tried, as if she had done her best, to hand over her son who was eating his fingers, almost to their arms.

Zhen trembled and said, "... Evidence!"

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