Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

The night is silent. No matter how noisy other areas are, at least in the area near the Brooklyn Police Headquarters, the night has fallen into silence.Pinshu.com.

Colin rubbed his slightly red and swollen eyes, and bent over his desk again to sort out several recent crime reports.

His colleagues had already gotten off work. For the sake of the meager overtime pay and the "poor" sense of responsibility in his heart, Colin still chose to stay in the police station and work overtime tonight. In this situation, it seems that It's been going on for a long time.

The weak light shines from the window, which is very dazzling in the night.

As if he had a premonition, Colin suddenly stopped what he was doing, and at the same time quickly but softly reached for the drawer where the gun was stored with his right hand.

"Relax, Colin, if I were you, I wouldn't continue to do that now... take your hands and put them where I can see them."

A strange, deep male voice sounded.

It seems, in the empty corridor!

In a blink of an eye, the lights in the house went out, and darkness also took the opportunity to flood into this small room. Colin's pupils shrank, and he looked at the "huge" black shadow that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who are you……"

"I said, stop moving your hands."

Seeing that a Somi submachine gun was almost touching the tip of his nose, Colin reluctantly took his right hand out of the drawer, along with his sidearm.

"boom!"

A huge "meat lump" was thrown by the shadow on his desk, but it remained motionless, as if he had fainted. Colin frowned and quietly leaned back.

"Scott, he is the biggest drug lord in Brooklyn... At least before tonight, I thought so too, but on the way here, I took out some 'very interesting' content from his mouth."

The Somi submachine gun was taken back by the shadow, and Colin breathed a sigh of relief. Darkness, and something like a thick notebook was handed to him by the shadow again.

"Evidence of some of the shitty things Scott has done over the years, and some of the correspondence between them scum, is in there, and I think you know what to do."

Colin took the heavy notebook doubtfully, but he didn't expect the black figure to turn around and walk out, as if he wanted to leave directly!

"Hey, I mean, who the hell are you? And, is this guy really Scott? Sorry, I don't mean to doubt you, you know, Scott has hundreds of boys..."

"I'm the one you've been looking for, and the one that all the scum in Brooklyn fear the most, Colin, you know who I am."

As soon as the words were finished, the black shadow flashed out of the room. Seeing this, Colin picked up his gun and rushed out of the office hut.

The window at the end of the corridor was wide open, and the night wind poured into the house through the open window. Colin shook off his thin hat that was blown to one side by the wind, and ran over in a few strides.

The dark wings glided across the night sky, and the figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, as if it had never been there before. However, the notebook in his hand and the cold sweat on his back told Colin the reality of the scene just now!

"Bats...they really didn't lie, they really were bats, you came from the dark..."

Standing in front of the window, Colin muttered to himself, but his right hand was in his pocket, tightly holding the bat dart.

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"Steve? God...Steve!!!"

"Ah! What, what's the matter?"

The brown-haired young man snatched the newspaper from his friend's hand, rubbed his chin and muttered to himself: "You don't respond to my calls many times, let me see what you are reading..."

"God's Batarang reappears in Brooklyn, Scott has finally fallen, and may face trial... Please, why are you interested in these contents all day long?"

Steve Rogers straightened his face and said seriously to James Barnes, also known as "Buck": "As an American citizen, I think it is what we should do to pay attention to the current events happening around us, not to mention …”

"Oh please...Bruce! I'm hungry!"

Li Yue took a kitchen knife, leaned half out of the kitchen, and said to the two "bad friends" who were sitting on the sofa at this time: "Buck, if you dare to make noise in my living room again, I will let you do it yourself." Your dinner today~ Steve, and you, please stop nagging!”

After saying that, before the two of them could express anything, Li Yue took the kitchen knife and made a silent "cut down" motion. At this time, the two people on the sofa really didn't dare to make trouble anymore, and one by one they He slumped back on the sofa quietly.

Seeing this, Li Yue retreated back to the kitchen.

"Master, it's too salty."

Wearing an apron, Alfred who was shaking the pot and spoon unhurriedly said so.

After hearing this, Li Yue quickly scooped a spoonful of salt into the soup on the other side.

Alfred stopped moving his hands and looked at Li Yue quietly, which made him feel terrified.

"I'm talking about the salt in the dishes I made, sir, not the soup."

Li Yue still kept holding the salt spoon, and smiled at Alfred with some embarrassment.

There are still many things he doesn't know how to do, at least for the past ten years, because Ah Fu has been cooking, so since he made a request to learn to cook some time ago, similar situations have always appeared in the kitchen...

However, this kind of life is quite fulfilling. For example, if I make trouble for Ah Fu every day, eh, no, I am helping!

"Isn't there any risk in doing this, sir?"

Li Yue was mixing a dish of vegetables clumsily. When he heard Ah Fu's sudden question, he was taken aback for a moment, but then shook his head with a smile.

"No, just as he has been trying to figure out my motives, haven't we been watching him for a long time? Besides..."

Li Yue put the mixed dishes aside, turned his head, looked at Alfred, sighed softly and said: "Personal strength is still too small after all, I need the help of the police system, and I also need help from the police system." One, who can cooperate with me, belongs to my 'Director Gordon', doesn't it?"

Alfred smiled noncommittally.

"Maybe, I need a helper, and he happens to be a very good helper..."

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