American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Miao Mu was lying on the bed in his shorts, the sunlight coming through the curtains shining on his raised and dangling legs, and in his hand he was holding a Metropolitan newspaper.

After the robbery, their sheriff Mais's face was darker than the bottom of a pot, and he almost pulled out a gun to shoot both of them.

Finally, after a scene at the police station...

The two of them were suspended for reflection.

That robbery also caused a huge public outcry in Gotham. After all, the people living there were all elites, and they were robbed by the robbers and had a time bomb planted in their house, leaving them on the verge of death.

This mayor was scolded so much by the media that he took sick leave, and the Gotham police were also scolded as useless, even though they were useless to begin with.

The only Red Hood No. 1 who was captured, the several robbers who were shot dead, and the intercepted bus became medals of honor for the Gotham Police Department.

The captain of the special operations team, Flas, also accepted an interview with reporters. The retired special forces soldier who spoke eloquently on TV made Miaomu and the others very unhappy, but there was nothing they could do.

The credit must be divided. They are just ordinary first-class police officers of the Arkham Branch, but they didn't expect that it really had nothing to do with them.

Originally, Miao Mu was considering that no matter how corrupt they were, they should be promoted. The police chief didn't dare to think about it, but a second-level police officer or a third-level detective should not be a problem.

The result is nothing, and the debt of the destroyed police car was added to them. It's really overestimating the character of those bastards.

It was only because Miaomu stuffed something into his pants when he walked there, otherwise he would have suffered a huge loss.

The door was pushed open, and Jerry, shirtless and wiping his head with a towel, walked in from outside. He stood in front of the mirror on the wall, humming a little tune while shaving with a razor.

The place they lived in didn't have any high-end things like a bathroom or a kitchen. It just had one bedroom and nothing else.

Pushing the door open, there was a window in front, a table under the window, two single beds on the left and right of the table, and two police uniforms and a wrinkled suit hanging on the wall.

Naegi laid down the newspaper on the bed and looked back, "Is there still water in the bathroom? It's hot!"

"No, I took a cold shower. It was so cold!"

Jerry shaved his face and said that the apartment building they lived in was a slum apartment built by Italians. There was only one bathroom on each floor, no toilet, no kitchen, and people had to fight for hot water for taking a shower.

The old Italian man would often come over to check on him, and would scold him if he used a little more hot water. If it weren't for the fact that his rent was cheap and he could extend his lease, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

"boring……"

Naegi lay on the pillow, holding a newspaper about Metropolis and reading it. Yes! There was the Metropolis protected by Superman.

This Daily Planet is where Superman Clark works. Miaomu also saw a small section written by Superman, which was an article about environmental protection and peace.

The tofu block at the end of the fifth edition would be hard to tell if it weren’t for the signature. The headline was that Baldy Lu was defeated by Superman again.

To be precise, he was defeated again and again, but Miaomu saw a little opportunity, an opportunity to make money.

Opportunities for police officers to legally speculate in stocks.

Lex Luthor, a bald man who is said to possess ninth-level intelligence, is Superman's archenemy and the chairman of the wealthy LexCorp.

LexCorp is even more powerful than WayneCorp in some aspects of super technology, but he chooses to fight Superman to the death.

Naegi lay on the pillow, reached out for the revolver next to him and checked the cylinder, which was full of six rounds.

The Glock pistol sank into the river along with the police car.

Miaomu pointed the revolver at the torn curtains hanging on the window and took aim. Stock trading is risky.

But as the saying goes, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

Whether it is the current Wayne Group or the Wayne Group that will enter the field of environmental protection and people's livelihood in the future, they are both money-making treasures. There is no future in speculating in this.

But it's different for Luthor. After he was defeated by Superman and thrown into prison, the stock of his LexCorp began to fall. But when he came out and came up with a new invention, the stock price skyrocketed.

After this surge, it will be a competition between him and Superman...

It's not easy for stock investors. If you spend money on him, you just get to watch Superman tear apart mechas and Gundams with his bare hands, and watch some fireworks.

"Mumu, I'm going downstairs to eat, are you coming?"

Jerry had just shaved and was combing his hair. He had a gold necklace as thick as a finger hanging around his neck and was dressed like he was going on a date.

"Eat? Bring me a burrito with beef, two fried chicken legs, two rice balls, and a bottle of beer."

Miao Mu said while lying on the bed that there was a Mexican restaurant downstairs. It was called a Mexican restaurant, but because the crowd here was different, they served all kinds of food, just like a fast food restaurant.

"OK, OK."

Jerry smiled at himself in the mirror, put on his shirt, coat, and shoes, then ran out happily.

The door was not even closed, and Miaomu smiled helplessly.

During these few days of rest, the twin daughters of the owner of the Mexican restaurant downstairs have been having a hot affair with Jerry.

In the past, I had neither money nor time, and my job was precarious as an intern.

It’s different now. Now that I have a job and money, it’s much easier to pick up girls.

Naegi yawned, raised his arm and rolled up his sleeves, wiping the shark-tooth arm armor on his right arm clean.

It fits tightly to the arm like a rubber sleeve, with fine silver-white triangular patterns on it and a raised gap on the side.

Miaomu waved his hand and three curved blades popped out from the arm armor instantly. The blow was so strong and then cut open that half of his life was gone.

"Squeak!"

There was a sound at the door. Miao Mu turned around with the pistol in hand and saw a big light brown rat standing at the door, looking up and sniffing the air.

"This is... Bastien?"

Miao Mu shouted in surprise, this is the mouse next to Otis, his name is: Bastian, it is also the companion who has been with Otis in Blackgate Prison for ten years.

When Bastian heard Naegi's voice, a smile appeared on his face and he ran in hurriedly. There were several pairs of broken shoes, newspapers, beer bottles and other things thrown on the ground.

The bedroom for two bachelors is good enough to be habitable.

“Squeak…squeak.”

Bastis pulled a paper roll off his tail.

"Did Otis send you here?"

Miao Mu took the paper and opened it. There was only a short sentence on it: "Body found. See you at the sewage plant."

"Corpse?"

Miao Mu looked at the note and then at Bastian, then quickly reached out and put on a pair of pants, and hung the revolver and handcuffs on his belt.

During the suspension period, the police ID was confiscated at the police station.

Grabbing the police jacket and putting it on, Naegi reached out to Bastis, "Tsk, come here, let's go find Otis!"

Bastian grabbed Naegi's arm and jumped into his coat pocket skillfully. The heavy weight made the coat tilt.

"You have to let Otis help you lose weight."

Miao Mu took out his sunglasses and put them on, then put on his leather shoes and walked out, closing the door behind him.

They lived on the 6th floor and there was no elevator, so they had to walk down the stairs, so Miaomu was too lazy to go down.

After eating, I come here once and the food is almost digested.

Mexican restaurant downstairs.

Miao Mu originally wanted to ask Jerry to join them, but he saw him sitting at a small round table in the restaurant with a cup of coffee.

The two Mexican girls, who looked almost identical with fluffy curly hair but were wearing two different colored aprons, were laughing and telling funny little jokes.

Why didn't I realize he was so good at talking before?

Naegi shook his head and didn't bother to interrupt his little date, walking towards the sewage treatment plant with Bastian in his pocket.