[Zhongyingmei] After all, I'm not a devil

That night.

All the underworld bosses in Gotham got the news that they rolled off their mistresses' beds in shock. Penguin's power was taken over by a girl, and he and his right-hand men were all sent to GCPD (Gotham Police Department) Bureau).

Everyone is frantically on the phone, asking if the news is true or false?

Some people are just around the corner, ready to take this opportunity to swallow the power of the Penguin.

Gotham Police Department.

The lights were bright, and the police in uniform were busy.

Although the capture of Penguin went well, the follow-up work was not easy at all.

"Until my lawyer arrives, I won't say a word." The blue-faced Penguin sat down on the chair immediately, and the light in the interrogation room illuminated his hazy eyes, even though the With the one-way glass, his sight shocked the policemen.

Gordon stood at the window with one hand in his pocket, looking at the busy people and the dejected gangsters outside.

He turned his head and asked, "What do you want?"

Gordon was a smart guy, and if he wasn't smart, he wouldn't have been able to serve as director for decades, so when he asked the question, he was prepared to pay a certain price.

Coco blinked, "Huh?"

Gordon took a deep breath, and he sat down on the office chair, "You have done so many things, you can't just be happy, right? Tell me your purpose, if possible, we will assist you."

It's better to send people away earlier than to stay in Gotham, Gotham is too fragile to accommodate a possible or detonated time bomb/bomb.

Ke Ke touched the warm cup, cleared her throat after a while, and said, "Whether you believe it or not, my purpose is just to write a good paper."

"Thesis?" Bruce Wayne asked in surprise.

Alfred nodded, with an expression of "I'm not wrong and you heard me right", "Yes, sir, according to Ms. Coco, she came to Gotham to write an article on the environment based on her mentor's suggestion." A treatise on criminal tendencies.”

Bruce Wayne showed a look of hell, even if the clown came out now and said that he was going to change his ways, Wayne would not be more surprised than he is now.

"What is she doing now?"

"It seems to be doing psychological counseling." Alfred said.

The interrogation room of the Gotham Police Department was temporarily used for other purposes and turned into a temporary psychological counseling room.

Although, in Coco's view, there is no difference between the two.

"I can cooperate with you within the scope of my authority, but I have to remind you that the Penguin will not speak easily." Jim Gordon adjusted his glasses and looked at the arrogant and unruly Penguin behind the mirror.

"He'll talk." Coco blinked at Gordon pointingly, and walked outside with a smile.

"YOUBITCH!" Ke Ke just opened the door of the interrogation room, and the penguin yelled excitedly. His face was flushed with anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was so ferocious that he could almost scare an adult into tears.

If it wasn't for the handcuffs, he would have rushed over to fight Ke Ke.

"OK, OK, calmdown!" Ke Ke put her legs up on the table, and slapped the notebook in her hand on the table a few times, suppressing Penguin's voice.

"Where is Gordon! I want to see him!" Although Penguin was furious, he was not without brains. Seeing that it wasn't Jim Gordon who came to interrogate him, he was secretly careful.

"Sir, Mr. Gordon has gone home to rest." Coco said with a smile.

"Where's my lawyer! Without him here, I wouldn't speak!" The penguin folded his hands on his chest, slightly squinting his small eyes, with murderous intent raging in his eyes, he was wondering, who is this woman? FBI? CIA?or...

"If you're talking about Weasley White, then I'm sorry to remind you that he's busy right now and doesn't have time to take on your work." Coco bit the pen cap and wrote in the notebook.

"Impossible, I want to call him!" Penguin roared angrily.

Weasley White is the best lawyer in Gotham, he can turn the dead into the living, and the black into the white. The Penguin has always "trusted" him. After all, the lives of the Weasley family depend on him. hands.

"Okay, you call." Ke Ke raised his chin at the phone on the table, and slumped lazily on the chair.

Penguin squinted his eyes, he grabbed the phone receiver, quickly pressed his thick and short fingers on the phone, beep-beep, after a while, someone answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"It's me, Weasley, where are you? I need you to come to the GCPD immediately!" Penguin ordered as usual.

But this time.

His orders are not working.

"...Sorry, I'm busy right now." The other end of the phone hung up the phone quickly after saying this.

beep-

There was a busy sound.

The penguin's eyes widened, and those small mung bean eyes almost fell to the ground. He slammed the microphone on the phone angrily, and then glared at Coco, "What did you do?"

"Nothing." Coco threw a mint into her mouth, she folded her hands, and said casually: "It's just that all the lawyers in Gotham are hired, oh, yes, you are in Weasley The few people sent by Mr.'s family should have come here by now. You must have not seen each other for a long time, and I'm afraid you won't recognize them when you meet later.

Penguin's breathing gradually became heavy. He realized that the woman in front of him was not the well-behaved policeman he had dealt with in the past, but a slippery and unknown opponent. He didn't know where she came from, let alone what she was doing. Do everything for what.

Oswald Chesterfield Copperpot had never felt this powerless since he became the leader of Gotham's gangsters.

……

"What the hell is she trying to do?" Gordon leaned back on the chair, looking through the glass window at the mercenaries and policemen coming and going.

It has been the third day since she accepted the power of Penguin.

On the second day, a large group of mercenaries appeared at Gotham airport at dawn.

They didn't carry any weapons on their bodies, but the terrifying aura they had experienced on the battlefield for a long time made people frightened even from a distance.

At that time, the airport staff called the police.

However, when the police arrived, although they knew that the hands of these people were stained with blood, they didn't know what to do with them.

"Don't be nervous, we are hired by Miss Coco." The first man with a slanted scar on his face shrugged his shoulders.

Then, this group of people contacted Coco.

after this.

Gotham seems to have changed.

On the same day, the woman held a meeting. The police spies have not been able to find out the specific content until now.

They only thought that when those gang leaders who were usually arrogant and reckless walked out of the conference room, there would never be any robbery, rape, or theft in Gotham.

The crime rate from yesterday to now is so low that even the mayor called himself to ask, did something happen?

Gordon also wanted to know what happened?What is she trying to do?Could it be that she really wanted to write a paper?If that's the case, Gordon hopes to get a few more papers from her!Even if it is only temporarily, it is enough for the city to get a moment of rest.

"Dad." Pushing the wheelchair, Barbara reached out and knocked on the door.

Jim Gordon withdrew from his thoughts, he looked at his daughter in surprise, and walked forward, "Why are you here?"

"Actually, Ashley asked me to come, and he told me that the Bureau needed my help." Barbara said with a smile, her smile was as bright as the charming sunshine on the California coast.

Jim Gordon was a little unhappy, he didn't show it, but Barbara could see it, she pulled Gordon's arm affectionately, "Dad, you don't want me to stay at home all day with nothing to do, do you?" .”

"..." Under Barbara's sight, Gordon stepped back and sighed, "Okay, go get busy, but don't make yourself too tired."

Barbara smiled and blinked.

When Ashley brought Barbara into the conference room, Keke was dealing with the mountain of lobsters in front of him. Ashley was used to her amazingly large appetite, so it was no surprise that if Keke ate less one day, he would On the contrary, I have to worry about whether she is in a bad mood.

There was a trace of surprise in Barbara's eyes, and she quickly restrained her eyes, and faced this woman she had been curious about for a long time with a gentle attitude.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." Coco wiped his lower lip, "Wait a moment."

She took the tray out and re-entered after washing her hands.

"Hi, I'm Coco." Coco held out her hand, and Barbara smiled and shook hands with her, "Barbara Gordon, nice to meet you."

……

It's been a busy day, Barbara.Gordon was in good spirits, if it wasn't for Jim.Gordon must insist that she go home, and she may have to work overtime and stay up late with Ke Ke and the others.

She pushed the wheelchair to the door, and when she reached out to open the door, a look of sternness slipped across her face, her left hand reached for the pocket pistol/gun in the small bag, and her right hand pushed the door open with a creak.

The room was dark, and Babar stretched out her hand to touch the switch, but instead she found another hand, a hand she knew well.

Snapped--

The lights in the house were turned on, and a man in a bat suit who seemed to blend in with the night stood beside her.

Barbara felt her throat tighten and said, "Long time no see, Bruce."

"Your coffee." Barbara came over with two cups of coffee. There were circles of ripples in the tea-colored coffee in the enamel white coffee cup. She held the coffee cup and sipped it slowly.

"Drinking coffee at night is not good for your sleep." Bruce.Wayne whispered.

Barbara shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "Believe me, insomnia is no longer a problem for me."

Bruce.Wayne was silent.

"She's a nice person." Barbara said after drinking half a cup of coffee.

Bruce.Wayne nodded. Barbara used to be his partner. She was young but sophisticated, and she understood human nature better than anyone who thought she was well-informed.

"By the way." After drinking a cup of coffee, Barbara suddenly turned her head and said while holding her chin, "She asked me to tell you that she wants to see you."

Bruce.Wayne's pupils shrank. He knew what Barbara meant. The other party knew their temptation and their identities.

Seeing Wayne's shocked expression, Barbara was satisfied, after all, she was also frightened at the time.

The world knows Bruce.Wayne is not many people who are Batman, know Bruce.Wayne is Batman and knows him and Barbara.Even fewer people with Gordon connections.

"When?" Bruce asked.Wayne asked.

"Tomorrow at [-]:[-] p.m., Gotham Police Department."