[Comprehensive British and American] Welcome to Lego City

When you unfortunately travel to Gotham and have no money, maybe you can try to get yourself into the police station. As long as you don’t catch up with certain special periods, GCPD will at least provide food, housing, and security.

In the interrogation room of the police station, Murphy wrote and drew with a pen and paper as if no one was there. On it were Lego codes that only he could understand and a topographical map of Gotham that was broken into small pieces.The ruby ​​ring on his ring finger has been vibrating slightly. Either the chief of Lego City Security Bureau sent him a message about the villains in the Phantom Zone, or there was a reply to the merchandise sale post he put on the Super League forum.

But obviously he can't answer any of them now.

A few police officers outside are talking to each other.

"Where did you bring him back?"

"The Upper West Side Hotel. He's probably not from Gotham."

"Really, what's written in the file?"

"Morpeth Murphy." A police officer showed the printed document to his companions. "The name is too strange. I don't think he is a serious person. He has been staying in Slovakia before, and he only returned home two days ago."

"Slovakia, where are you going?"

"Graduation trips, thesis... who knows? The information shows that he went straight to Gotham as soon as he entered the country, and has been living on the Upper West Side for the past few days."

"Looks like a rich man." The police officer gave the same evaluation as Catwoman, "But the real rich people in the United States have no shortage of houses to live in. Do you know what I thought?"

"I know." The companion laughed and said, "But it's not the kind of night job you think. The front desk of the hotel said that he always leaves early and returns late, stays in the room at night, and has no friends over. His life is very regular. He I always thought Morpeth Murphy was a guy with a serious job coming to Gotham on business."

"Then how old is he?"

"26 years old. We don't have his student status file. He didn't study at a university in the United States."

This concludes the exchange of basic information about Mr. Morpeth Murphy.One of the policemen said: "Even if you say he is not from Gotham, he behaves like an old fritter who comes here for tea every three days. I know what it is like to walk into the interrogation room when a person who has never committed crimes in his life walks into the interrogation room. Don't say it." They, even the little gangsters on the streets of Gotham know that they are afraid when they come here for the first time, but you look at him? Then he is playing Sudoku?"

The people around him shrugged: "Anyway, no matter how troublesome he is, we don't care about it. If he is innocent, Director Gordon will let him go. If he is an ordinary serial killer, he can be pushed to the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Department. We don't have many professionals here anyway. And if he's a new super criminal..."

He squeezed his eyes and pointed to the ceiling and the direction where the bat lights were: "There is someone responsible for that."

At this moment, Commissioner James Gordon came quickly, and there was another person behind him. "This person should not need to be introduced." The director said, "Mr. Bruce Wayne, the client of another case today."

The police officers looked at the smiling richest man in Gotham with different expressions.

"I'll take you here." Director Gordon turned and ignored them, and said to Bruce, "There should be someone outside to pick you up?"

"Thank you." Bruce turned his head and glanced casually at the interrogation room where Murphy was, "What's the matter, you still have work to do so late?"

"It's a troublesome case." James Gordon has known him for many years, and he replied with a good attitude, "But it has nothing to do with what you're looking for, let's go first, and your housekeeper will come back later." It’s time to wait.”

**

Murphy wrote the last line of calculations on note paper.

Then he folded the paper and put it in his pocket and put away his pen, just as James Gordon, the police chief, opened the door and entered.Murphy also has a good relationship with Mr. Chief in Lego City, or rather he likes all the reliable people like Gordon and Bad Cop.

"Good evening." He took the initiative to say hello.

"Mr. Morpeth Murphy..."

"Just call me Murphy, I'm not used to being called by my name."

"Mr. Murphy, do you have any idea why you came to the police station tonight?"

"Honestly, no." Murphy crossed his hands on the table, raised his head and looked at Commissioner Gordon, "I don't remember being involved in any brutal murders, and I wasn't on the way back to the hotel I've seen dead bodies."

Gordon was unmoved: "Can you tell me where you went this afternoon?"

Go to the crocodile man's hometown to scrape the wall.

Murphy thought.

He said calmly, "Just walk around the city."

"The front desk of the hotel said that you leave early and return late every day. Can you explain your behavior?"

Murphy showed a pondering expression, paused and said, "...I'm trying to find a job."

The reason was so simple, Director Gordon was stunned before repeating: "Looking for a job?"

"That's right." Murphy said frankly, "I'm a little short of money now."

Gordon glanced over his fingers.

Murphy followed his eyes to see the ring on his ring finger: "This is an important souvenir of mine, and I don't intend to sell it. If you ask me why I'm short of money, I made a big investment before. "

Refers to the universe-spanning Lazarus Project.

"The results were not as expected."

Refers to the opening buff "Batman's Gaze".

"So you didn't notice anything unusual during your job search?"

"No."

"Then is there anyone who can prove that you were not at the scene of the murder?"

Murphy blinked: "No."

"I don't know who I'm accused of killing at this point in time. Could you show me a picture of him or her?" he said.

Gordon was prepared to push over a printed photo.

In fact, during the conversation with Murphy, he didn't feel that the other party was like the mentally ill or criminals that the Gotham Police Department often dealt with. However, this incident was rather strange. Both the police department and Batman were investigating, and there was no result so far. , Murphy was the first suspect who honestly did not resist and followed them.

But if you think about it, Mr. Chief, it's not that there have been serial killers like Murphy in other cities who looked very normal.

Just talk about the famous Hannibal Lecter. The news of his escape has shocked many people in the industry.

Gotham is the weird one.Gordon had to keep reminding himself of that.

Murphy looked at the photo for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know him. How did he die?"

The person in the photo was lying on the ground in ordinary clothes, and there seemed to be no obvious wounds on the exposed parts, and his cloudy eyes were staring at the ceiling.Murphy did not have a systematic understanding of forensic science, but since he was approached by GCPD, it should be that they judged that the victim was killed within 12 hours.

"Some kind of toxin." Gordon said while observing Murphy's expression, "it was injected into the body of the deceased with a sharp weapon. He would not have died of poison so soon, but we detected another kind of poison in his body." The virus had some conflicts with the toxin injected today. This accelerated the metabolic cycle in his body, resulting in death in a short period of time due to ineffective rescue."

It turned out to be the case.

Murphy shook his head, showing just the right look of regret: "I'm sorry, I can't help you much."

He thought, this shouldn't be.

At first he thought it was the villains from the Phantom Zone who were causing trouble, but as we all know, people in the LEGO universe can't die.

Even if they come to the real universe and are bound by certain rules, they can at most beat people to death like he wore a Lego clown vest. It is impossible to kill people, otherwise how would you pass the trial in the 3+ universe.

Then Director Gordon handed a real photo of a human corpse that hadn't been mosaiced to Murphy, without considering whether he could bear it or not.

While truly regretting that he couldn't help, Mr. Lego City President couldn't help but wonder: Could the villain this time really have nothing to do with Lego City?

Will Murphy's Law fail one day?

At the end of the conversation, he asked: "What is the name of the person in the photo I saw just now?"

As a result, Director Gordon answered him: "I don't know." Tonight he was wearing a tan wool coat, and he looked a little bloated after wrapping the collar tightly, and there was a little fatigue in the wrinkles on his face, but he looked at Murphy Sharp, "This is Gotham, boy, there are unidentified dead people every day, no matter what you come to this city, she will never be better than you think."

"I would consider living in another city," Murphy said.

After the construction of the Gotham signal station is completed, he can stay away from this place of right and wrong.

"How long will the police station keep me?"

"You can leave tonight, but you must be prepared to be summoned at any time... Do you have a permanent place of residence?"

"No." Murphy said briskly. He stood up and walked out of the interrogation room side by side with Commissioner Gordon. "To be honest, if possible, I would be happy to stay here for one night, but I don't think you should..."

He paused halfway through his speech.

Before, I couldn't see the outside scene from the inside of the one-way glass, but now I found out that a Gotham rich man was joking with the police officers outside. I don't know how long he has been standing here.They were also talking about the unnamed corpse in Gotham. Although a few people chose to stay away from the famous Master Wayne, most of the police officers were willing to get closer to him for the sake of money.

One of them said: "Let me tell you, there are no coincidences in this world. The corpses that appeared in Gotham must have something to do with the clowns that appeared before."

Others: Although, it cannot be refuted, this possibility is indeed relatively high.

……

Murphy's smile froze slightly.

Case solved.

The catwoman I met in the afternoon must be helping Batman.

That's all, but why do you say that the corpse is related to the Lego clown!If it's really about his ability, will he be able to squeeze into the top ten of the villain promotion competition?It's really a person who comes from the sky while sitting at home. Murphy endured and endured, but he couldn't help interjecting: "Since you think he did it, will my suspicion be cleared?"

Bruce Wayne glanced at him lightly.

His eyes flicked across Murphy, as if he didn't care about the stranger who suddenly appeared, and he directly passed Murphy and said to Sheriff Gordon: "You are right, this case is related to what I am looking for. It doesn't matter, and to be honest, it's not interesting, I'll take a step first."

After speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.Gordon EQ Online was afraid that Murphy would feel neglected, so after Bruce walked away, he explained: "Don't worry, he's just like that."

"It's okay." Murphy watched Batman's 'neighbor' go away, and smiled, "So I really can't live in the police station tonight?"

Director: "..."

Murphy was packed by him and sent to the gate of the police station.

In the spirit of not knowing people for a while, the old director asked: "Where are you going? I can drive you if I drop by."

"No, thank you." Murphy said, "I'll find a place to live near here." He recalled the Gotham map, "Hans Hotel? The one that's two blocks away from here, you can go there if you need something Find me."

Gordon said in surprise: "As a tourist who just came to Gotham, you are quite familiar with this area."

"Personal habit, I like to prepare well in advance."

After finishing speaking, the two parted ways at the gate of the police station. Murphy went to book a room at the Hans Hotel. Thinking back on his experience tonight, he felt that the matter could not be left alone.

He's still not sure if that body has anything to do with Lego City.

Now that Murphy, an innocent passer-by, lives next to the police station, it is convenient for the Lego Clown to come back.He turned on the system and put on a skin, and the system emphasized: "I solemnly swear that I will never do anything bad."

"Okay, okay." Murphy promised perfunctorily.He opened the window of the hotel, found the blind spot of the camera, landed silently into the garden shrouded in darkness, and walked towards the morgue of the police station.

Not long after he left, the sound of a heavy object falling suddenly came from a long, dark alley.

Startled by the sound, several mice fled into the sewer with squeaks and screams, leaving behind a fresh corpse lying curled up on the edge of the garbage dump, with dilated pupils and godless eyes reflecting the starry city sky.

**

Grand Inquisitor Vitalis had just gotten off the plane.

He took more than 20 hours of transportation from Gotham to the headquarters of the League of Assassins, and returned the same way before his butt was hot.The judge is not too young to be in this position, and he doesn't need to travel around in the Phantom Zone and rarely travels. He never thought that long-distance travel would be such a painful thing.

The technology of the real universe still needs to be improved, and now Vitalis has only one feeling: back pain.

The League of Assassins is not a charitable organization, nor is it an angel investor. It has a three-point attitude towards the empty checks issued by Vitalis, and the help it provides will shrink as much as it can.So the Grand Inquisitor now has limited funds and lack of ostentation. After getting off the plane, his loyal subordinates have to rent a car from Gotham's second-hand car dealership.

The driver is also hired by the car dealership. Due to various reasons, no one spoke for a long time on the road.

Halfway through the journey, the Grand Inquisitor suddenly remembered something: "We've been away for so long, he should have arrived, right?"

Subordinate: "You mean..."

"President." Vitalis said in a low voice, "The entire Lego City is serving him. It is impossible for him not to notice that he may have come to this city now."

Subordinate: "Then us?"

The Grand Inquisitor's fingers tapped twice on his knee.

"Morpeth, just like the legendary demon god, he is very arrogant, and his work and power will never be taken by others. This is a great opportunity, I want to adjust the plan." Said thoughtfully, "In addition to finding my alchemy book "Blood Journey", there is another primary goal."

"—Assassinate the President at all costs."

"..."

The driver's hand on the steering wheel trembled and he almost hit a utility pole.

The author has something to say:

Lego City can't die!

What kind of spirit is it for the Grand Inquisitor to do it even though he knows he can't kill the protagonist.