American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

The last ferry arrived at the port of Gotham City at eight o'clock in the evening, and trucks drove down from it one after another.

Miao Mu's Beetle also wobbled down the road. When he returned to Gotham, he could immediately feel that this place was completely different from other cities.

It was not the bright lights of a big city, nor the darkness of Star City at night, but the sound of sirens everywhere and the flashing red and blue police lights flashing quickly on the walls of tall buildings.

There are also some occasional screams in the darkness, and the smell of evil that is overwhelming is really irresistible.

Gotham at night is extremely lively.

Miaomu lowered the car window, squinted his eyes comfortably, and felt the night breeze blowing towards him. It rained in the evening and there was a damp smell in the air.

Police sirens sounded nearby, and a Hummer police car followed from behind, its lights flashing, and the people in the car honked the horn twice.

"Stop and check the slow-moving Beetle in front immediately! Stop and check immediately!" the communication loudspeaker on the police car shouted loudly.

As soon as Miaomu heard it, he knew it was the bastard Jerry. He smiled and turned to look behind him. There were three black and white police cars with flashing lights following closely behind him.

To be on the safe side, Naegi also made some preparations in Gotham in advance. After all, he is a local boss.

"Jerry, you deserve a beating!" Miaomu shouted behind him.

A police car overtook the Beetle from behind and drove in front of it, blaring its sirens to lead the way. The convoy was quite large.

"In front, turn right and park." Miaomu sat back in the car and pointed to an underground parking lot on the right.

Otis quickly turned the steering wheel and drove the Beetle in, and the two police cars behind followed closely.

The solar lights in the parking lot were very dim. The Beetle was parked on the side and Miaomu pushed open the door and got out.

The police cars following behind also stopped.

Jerry opened the car door and got out, then gave Miaomu a bear hug, picked him up and spun him around three times.

"Alright, alright, let me go! You stink!"

Miao Mu pretended to be disgusted and pushed Jerry away, raised his hand and rubbed his face, "You have gained weight, you have been eating well recently."

"Stop talking and smell it!" Jerry opened his mouth and exhaled, and Miaomu waved his hand quickly.

"My pee now tastes like coffee! Sheriff Gordon is amazing!" Jerry looked terrified.

There is nothing more terrifying than working overtime with a workaholic. No, there is something more terrifying than working overtime for three consecutive days and drinking coffee instead of water.

"Okay, is the hospital I asked you to make an appointment with ready?" Miaomu asked, putting his hand on Jerry's shoulder.

"It's all ready, just send it over." Jerry whispered.

Naegi nodded and looked at Milo, a junior policeman standing next to the police car, but the badge on his body had been promoted to detective.

"Come here, Milo, you have made it!"

Miao Mu said with some surprise that it would take at least a few years to go from a police officer to a detective.

"Brother Miao, I went to the serious crime unit and got this thing."

Milo scratched his head embarrassedly. This had become a habit for him, but he had been transferred out of the Arkham Police Department, so it seemed a bit awkward.

"That's a place only elites can go. Do a good job! Don't bring shame to Arkham District. If you succeed, we will also be proud. Come on!" Miaomu clenched his fists and made a cheering gesture.

"Yes!" Milo saluted quickly.

"Send the people away and give me the police car. I'll help you on duty for a day today." Miaomu reached out and pulled off Jerry's coat and put it on himself.

"OK! I've been waiting for you to say this."

Jerry cheerfully called people and worked with Otis to remove the coffin from the roof of the Beetle.

Jerry made another phone call, and five minutes later, a van specializing in pulling coffins drove over, and Jerry and Otis left with the coffin.

Miao Mu put on his police uniform, put his police badge in his pocket, put on his police hat, turned around and shouted:

"What's your mission today? Those from Arkham District go back to Arkham, and those from the Major Crimes Division go back to the Major Crimes Division!"

"We have no mission." The officers in another police car raised their hands and shouted. They looked very happy when they saw Naegi's expression.

How could they not be happy? The money that Naemu brought them to make at the Arkham Police Department was enough to cover half a year's payroll. No matter who they tried to make trouble for, they could not make trouble for the boss who had made money with them.

"If you don't have any missions, then go home early! Go back and spend time with your wife and kids! Single men without wives! Come here and get $20, and I'll treat you to some sex!"

Naegi grinned and took out a wad of bills from his pocket and waved it at them.

"Hurry up and come and collect your money! Those generous nuns will crush you to death with their 36D big breasts when they see the money!"

This joke, which was neither too big nor too small and even a bit rude, made the surrounding police officers laugh. The originally awkward scene instantly became much more harmonious.

After a while of commotion, Miaomu threw out a handful of money to communicate some feelings, and the Arkham police began to evacuate. Two police cars left the parking lot one after the other.

Miaomu sat in the long-missed city Hummer. He felt a little uncomfortable and held the steering wheel to get a feel for it.

"What should we do with that car?" Milo put on his police hat and looked at the Beetle parked in the parking space with its door open.

"Please help me report it lost tomorrow. If it's lost, it's lost."

Miaogi said nonchalantly that the car's mission had been completed, and its shape was too conspicuous, so it would be best if it disappeared.

"Understood!" Milo nodded and raised his hand to restart the car's warning channel.

In order to welcome Naegi, they skipped work and Gordon thought they were out investigating a case.

"Any news in Gotham lately?"

Miao Mu turned the steering wheel and drove the Hummer police car out of the underground parking lot, onto the road, and headed towards the Gotham Police Department.

"Yes, a new gang appeared in the Berlelai area. It is very powerful and took over the area in just a few days."

The Braemar District, the Upper East Side, the Upper West Side, and the Arkham District are known as the four corners districts with the highest crime rates. In many places here, even the police dare not enter.

"Who is the new boss?" Miao Mu asked curiously.

"Black Mask! He has a lot of tough guys under him, and he has taken over some of the Maroni family's territory."

Milo added: "He wore a black skull mask, and it was said that he couldn't take it off. He was also very cruel, and the homicide department had several cases involving him."

"How much do you know, Joker?"

Miaomu habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket, but there was only an empty cigarette box, as he had finished smoking it on the way.

"Here, Marlboro."

Milo handed over his cigarette, and Miaomu didn't refuse. He picked one up and put it in his mouth. Milo then took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for Miaomu.

"Huh, I remember you don't smoke?" Miaomu held the cigarette between his fingers and flicked the ash outside in front of the car window.

"I'm used to it. There's no one in the Serious Crime Unit who doesn't smoke. I can't stand it." Milo smiled bitterly and began to explain the Joker.

"This is a criminal who has been out recently. The serious crime squad has investigated and found three murders related to him. A Joker playing card, the most common kind, is left at the crime scene.

"So far, we have no clues about him, except that he is a male, about 33 years old, and may have worked in a circus.

"Moreover, according to our psychology experts, this guy's methods of committing crimes have become more and more precise. You may not believe it, but he actually killed two people in succession with a broken wine glass."

"This is normal. Didn't Batman investigate?" Naegi asked, taking another puff of the cigarette.

"Brother Miao, you'd better not talk about Batman in the police station. You can't talk about anything related to him!"

"It doesn't matter..."

"Ding ding ding! This is Gotham Police Department! Jerry, where are you? Can you come over for support?" Gordon's voice rang out.

Milo reached for the pager. "This is car 16. I'm Milo Scully from the major crime unit. We're on 3rd Avenue, approaching the intersection with Route 175."

"Go to Old Gotham. According to the police, the female star Bicardina has been kidnapped. The local police station has set up surveillance. Go to the scene and take a look. There must be no mistakes!"

"Yes, by the way, Bicardina, is she the actress who played the role in the girl's boudoir?" Milo asked curiously.

"How should I know!" Gordon roared.

"Go and keep an eye on the scene! I'll be there soon. Don't act rashly. This is the Roman's mistress. You'd better behave yourself! Do you understand?"

Gordon gave another worried reminder, and when Milo heard that she was the mistress of the Roman Falcone, his curiosity immediately disappeared.

Naegi, who was standing nearby, became a little curious and took the pager from Milo. "Romans? What's going on?"

"... Naegi?" Gordon was obviously happy when he heard the voice, and quickly explained:

"I just got a call from the police too, but this is a big deal, don't let the Romans go crazy! I don't want Gotham to become a damn battlefield!"