Gotham Mayor Simulator

Gotham City No. 5 High School.

It was dawn, the snow from last night had melted long ago, but the roses were still blooming quietly with a cold fragrance.

Although it was summer, it was still very cold in the morning. Mike squatted at the school gate for a while, and confirmed that he did not see anyone from the Quinn gang, and then ran into the school.

During the holidays, the school would of course not stop operating. Those who should go to school should go to school, and those who should go to work should go to work.

The Quinn gang is not a gang, but a "gang" formed by the students in this school who formed their own gangs and learned from the adults. They often squatted at the gate to wait for those students, and they were very good at choosing their targets -

They would not care about those who were obviously poor or those who were obviously very rich. The former could not make money, and the latter might have some powerful relatives and friends, so they chose the middle-class ones, such as Mike, whose parents would give a certain amount of pocket money, and their clothes were usually clean and tidy, and even had good grades.

However, Mike not only had good grades, but also had a good mind.

When he first met the Quinn gang, he obediently handed over his wallet and avoided being dragged to the back door of the school and beaten. Then he began to observe them. He soon discovered their selection pattern. After that, he would change into his own clothes with holes when leaving home and deliberately make himself very dirty. It is difficult to pretend to be "rich", but it is not difficult to be "poor". Just wash it after school.

After Mike succeeded twice, he told other classmates about his experience, which gave him a little prestige among his classmates. If they received any news, they would tell Mike.

... Mike received such news. The Quinn gang recognized someone outside the school as the boss, sold drugs for the boss, and they also took drugs themselves.

"In Gotham, it is not illegal to take drugs in small quantities," Mike said to his classmates at the time, "Don't tell this news to others, be careful of retaliation."

Although the classmates were a little angry, they didn't say anything else.

However, Mike knew that it was not illegal to take drugs in small quantities, but it was illegal to sell drugs to minors in any city.

After knowing this news, Mike has been thinking about how to solve it...

It's useless to tell the police.

Gotham City No. 5 Middle School is located in the Otisburg District, which is a famous industrial area in Gotham. The students of this school are basically the children of workers. Their parents are in heavy labor day and night and basically can't take care of their children. The police here are similar to the police in other places - they are not irresponsible. If a murder case occurs, they will definitely take care of it, but the problem of several children taking drugs in the middle school?

They are only one or two years away from the legal age, so they take drugs.

Or report directly to the gcpd headquarters in the old city? But Mike couldn't think of any way that would not implicate himself. If all the boys of the Quinn Gang were sent to the drug rehabilitation center, their parents would not be grateful to Mike, and Mike's family would not be able to stay in the Otisburg District. He would ruin his family's life.

He could only continue, watching coldly, and admonishing his good friends to stay away from the Quinn Gang.

Until a few days ago -

Mike walked into the classroom, smiling as he walked.

A big thing happened a few days ago. He secretly saw that the drug dealer boss who had appeared in front of the Quinn Gang was caught by a man wearing a red hood. His bones were broken in front of the boys. Then the red hood kicked the boys' butts and forced them to carry the "boss" to the police station to surrender in person.

Since then, Mike and other classmates have finally been able to go to school normally.

However, he felt guilty.

The boy saw how the parents of those children cursed the red hood, the school, and the police after they were sent to the drug rehabilitation center. This was wrong, he knew.

He also knew that he and other classmates discovered that something was wrong with the Quinn Gang earlier, but they were silent. They were waiting, waiting for others to rescue them.

They did wait. He later went to investigate the red hood. Even if a criminal could not wait for the red hood, Mike believed that he could wait for others. In the gradually changing Gotham City, they have ushered in a good time. The police department has become responsible, and the □□ are being eliminated one by one... But he still feels that something is wrong.

"If Gotham City is always dark," he thought, "will I have to hide in the darkness and wait?"

The vague thoughts and fleeting ideas of a teenager would not have any impact on his life. If nothing unexpected happens, he will grow up normally. When he reaches middle age, he will tell his children stories of the past and think of what the city used to look like... But now Gotham City is in a fairy-tale festival, and everything is possible.

Mike took out his mobile phone after entering the classroom. This is a habit formed by years of caution. He opened it and found that the school's part-time job club actually sent a message to recruit 100 people, and the work project was very strange...

"'Town experience', what kind of job is this?"

The project of this job is to go to South Hinckley Town to live for a day and a night. The remuneration is not cheap for students. What they need to do is to live here and write a few thousand words of suggestions to tell the person in charge what the town needs, no matter how fantastic the suggestions are.

However, Mike is more concerned about the latter item: "If the cooperation is pleasant, South Hinckley Town will also provide long-term jobs, paid daily."

"South Hinckley..." The second classmate who came had a good relationship with Mike. He came over and took a look, "Did you see it too? I remember wasn't South Hinckley a town where the whole town was full of criminals? This wouldn't be possible. Is it a lie?"

"What kind of work do students need to complete?" The classmate was very reasonable. He raised his arm exaggeratedly and pinched the "muscles" on his arm. "We don't have the strength."

"I have read reports. It seems that all the original townspeople have moved away, and the prisoners have also served their sentences. No one knows how the town is now," Mike lowered his head and typed. "But I still asked Owens...if this is Really, that’s a pretty good salary.”

Owens was the guy who sent out the job recruitment message. After Mike sent the message and received no response, he was not in a hurry. He put the phone aside, took out the candies in his schoolbag and began to distribute them. These were all free candies. A festive atmosphere enveloped the entire place. The city, but for them, it probably means supermarket sales, free candies, fireworks and magic shows, and many foreigners coming to the city.

No tin soldiers came for Mike, and the gargoyles never stopped when they flew away from his head, and he didn't care.

Suddenly, a hand was pressed on Mike's cell phone, and then the most annoying person in the class picked up his cell phone - the man used to work for the Quinn Gang, but he was a fringe figure and was not caught.

There are already many people in the classroom.

The guy took Mike's cell phone, glanced at the screen, and sneered: "Working? Come on, Mike, Mike, by the way, that's your name, right? It's you who hides and watches the boss being arrested. Go in?"

Mike said calmly: "His arrest has nothing to do with me."

"So what?" The tall and lanky boy in front of him suddenly took out a gun from his arms. The classmates screamed and backed away, but Mike could see that his safety was not turned on.

He can't even open the safety catch... Mike thought, but why, I can barely move?

Time continued to stop at this moment, and there were only black holes in his eyes. Mike realized that the other party just wanted to use himself to establish power. Someone might have revealed that it was Mike who taught them how to avoid the Quinn Gang. The other party didn't If he can shoot, he will be fine, he will be fine, he won't...

He is so scared!

All calmness collapsed at this moment. From the corner of his eye, he saw students retreating in fear. He froze in his seat and heard his own heart beating like a drum.

There is only one person in front of me.

There is only one person, and he can't open the safety catch.

There were so many of them, they would be able to subdue him, and there might not even be bullets in his gun... Mike told himself this over and over again, and he stood up. At this moment, he felt that all the sounds around him disappeared, except for the enemy's mouth. Zhang Yihe, daylight poured in through the window edges, as if the whole world was shaking in the light.

Nameless anger suddenly surged in Mike's heart.

Why not resist? Why didn't he resist, and why didn't others resist?

"Click", he heard the sound of the safety being turned off, but the next second, Mike immediately pounced on it.

He saw the boys from Quinn's gang shooting at him in panic. The gunman was even more frightened than the unarmed guy Mike. He might have just dug out a gun from home and brought it to school to threaten his classmates... …The boy never thought that he would cause a murder.

Time truly seemed to stand still at this moment.

Mike maintained his forward stance, and the boy fell backwards from the recoil.

…it really came to a standstill.

Mike's pupils slowly moved to the left. He saw a figure suddenly appearing next to him, as well as a pair of boots belonging to the magician. They were purple-soled and embroidered with complicated silver patterns. The magician slowly walked over, raised his hand, and touched He touched Mike's hair, and a little tin soldier stood on the magician's boots. It held the gun and looked up at Mike.

The magician's hands were like marble, cold and without any temperature. Mike's whole body was shocked, but he still couldn't move, but at this moment he suddenly sensed the other person's thoughts——

[There shouldn’t be any murders on Children’s Day. ]

The anger in Mike's heart suddenly disappeared, as silently as snow melting. He didn't think about anything now, and his thinking seemed to have stopped.

Then, he saw the tin soldier's figure lengthen, and a silver card appeared in front of Mike's eyes. The Gothic architectural relief of Gotham City was on the card, and the card surface slowly turned over -

Mike saw his own face, an angry face.

boom--

At this moment, all the lost anger returned, completely filling his heart.

[Silver·Costume: Mask of Rage]

[A mask that almost fits the human face, showing black patterns. When you wear the mask, driven by anger, you can control steel]

[The more anger, the stronger the power - but beware of being swallowed by anger. 】

Mike's heart beat like a drum.

Time resumed its flow, the bullet turned a corner, and the gun in the boy's hand twisted into a twist in an instant. It wrapped around his hands and dragged him to the blackboard with a thud. The steel bars in the wall were also vibrating. , the wall dust fell in a rustle, landed on top of Mike's head, got into his nose, and then——

"Ah sneeze!"

He sneezed.

The shaking stopped.

He turned his head blankly, and his classmates also looked at him blankly. Suddenly someone said: "Mike——"

"You have become a superpower!"

"No..." Mike lowered his head and looked at his hands.

This power has a price. When he took the card, he realized that he could no longer take off the mask on his face - they were completely bound together, this was the first reason, and the second price was -

He could only use this power if he had the will to protect Gotham.

Because this power was born for Gotham.

…

Vivi jumped down from the tree above the South Hinckley Underground Prison. She could sense that the fear provided by the long silent night was gradually decreasing. The fear would not really disappear, but one day, the fear extracted from the long silent night could not even make it work on its own, and naturally could not make the gargoyles fly.

There are always various restrictions on props. Vivi must prepare in advance for the props to fail and the criminals to be released. With sufficient tokens, she wants to upgrade the prison to the highest level.

However, the moment she opened the activity interface, she noticed——

[“Tin Soldier War”]

[Reward: Silver Card (9/10)]

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