[Gotham] Jerome's Little Bad

"No parent will admit it, but everyone is partial," Jerome finished speaking, and looked at Jerome who was tied to the chair flatly, "Isn't it, brother?"

Jerome looked away from that cold and contemptuous look uncomfortably.

Jerome sat on the chair between Jerome and Bruce, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, as if the person he said was not his brother and enemy, "The one who cleans the room by himself, does his homework obediently, and doesn't want to kill him." whose child."

"This Mr. Perfect," Jerome pointed to his slightly nervous brother, "yes, he is that kind of kid. He was adopted by rich people, went to the best school, and then went to the best school." University."

"And me? I live in a circus, and my mother is a depressed alcoholic." Jerome lowered his eyelids, his eyes full of gloom, "and I have to clean up elephant dung every day."

"Who cares?" someone shouted from the audience, people whispered, but no one wanted to hear Jerome say this.

"Pong!"

A middle-aged man fell down in the crowd, it was the man who had just spoken.Broken bones and blood splattered on those around him, and they could even feel the trajectory of the bullets passing by.Everyone is screaming and shoving away from him around him, everyone is afraid that they will be next.

"Click," Fritz pulled the bolt down and loaded it again, "What a disappointment."

"Jerome!" Gordon shouted angrily, "what are you trying to do?"

Jerome shook his hands indifferently, "Calm down, Superintendent, this is not a big deal."

Hearing this, even the calm Bruce couldn't help clenching his fists.

Gordon wanted to step forward angrily, but a pointed bullet landed on the next step he was about to take, piercing the concrete floor and splashing tiny debris dust, which successfully blocked Gordon's steps.

"Well done, Fritz (well done, Fritz)," Jerome looked at the much calmer Gordon and all the trembling audience, and nodded with satisfaction, "This is much better, let's get down to business."

"I know Mom and Dad." Jerome stopped, turned sideways and looked at Jerome indifferently, "something I never knew."

Jerome approached his brother, his eyes focused and gloomy, and his deep voice echoed in the square, "You are as crazy as I am."

After finishing speaking, Jerome stood up, and now his every move would cause the people in the audience to exclaim in fear, only Jerome looked at him with slight disgust.

"It's in your DNA." Jerome walked up to Jerome, who was struggling to get rid of the restraints on his hands. "We have the same blood."

Flicking away the commonly used sharp blade, the blade pointed back and forth in front of Jerome and himself, Jerome dodged back reflexively, looking at the knife nervously.

"We are basically the same," Jerome looked straight at his brother, very serious, and cut the rope binding Jerome with a sharp knife, "You are a killer."

"That's your nature," Jerome shook his head at him as soon as the rope on Jerome's right hand was cut, and the handle returned to him, "Stop resisting."

Then Jerome also cut off the rope that bound his left hand, and handed the knife to Jerome.

Jerome looked at the knife in surprise, and half-actively held the handle, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Jerome complicatedly and hesitantly.

And Jerome took a small step back, opened his hands, and said in a tone full of temptation, "Take your best shot (do it)."

Jerome looked hesitantly at the sharp knife in his hand, shook his head with some resistance, and wanted to rush forward angrily.

Fritz saw this scene clearly through the scope, but she didn't plan to do anything, because she knew that Jerome just like this had no way to fight Jerome.

As expected, Jerome, who charged at Jerome with a sharp knife, was knocked down with a punch, and Jerome smiled triumphantly and contemptuously.

At this time, Gordon waited until Harvey, and he brought the news that poisonous laughing gas was going to be sprayed on Gotham.Without wasting any time, Harvey was in charge of cleaning up the people Jerome had arranged on the roof and Fritz, while the remaining police officers evacuated the crowd in the square.

The scattered crowd disturbed Fritz's vision, so she simply focused all her attention on Jerome's surroundings.

"It was awesome just now," Jerome kept kicking Jerome who fell to the ground, laughing happily, "I love you!"

Harvey led the people to the rooftop, and the gunshots rang out again. The people in the audience squatted on the ground in panic, and Jerome also stopped and looked around.

Gordon took advantage of the chaos to go to the side of the stage and shot Jerome at the left shoulder. At this time, the firefly also reacted and sprayed flames at Gordon.

Because Gordon was in Fritz's blind spot, she heard only one shot and saw Jerome fall to the ground.And Bruce also broke free from the shackles and wrestled with the fireflies.

Jerome, who fell to the ground, retreated to the side of the mayor, raised his head and gave him a sinister smile, and pressed the button that controlled the bomb on the mayor's neck.Nothing happened, Jerome looked at the useless detonator in his hand in disbelief, the smile disappeared on his face, and he pressed it several times.

Bruce knocked Firefly down, and Gordon made his way to the stage.

Jerome jumped off the stage and disappeared into the crowd laughing.

At this time, a voice came from the crowd, "Look at the sky."

The airship appeared in the dark sky of Gotham, blocking a large area of ​​light, and many buildings were hidden in the shadow below the airship.

"Go on, take your seat," Jerome appeared in the alley, said a few words with the walkie-talkie, and disappeared into the alley again.

And Fritz shattered the heads of the two survivors on stage with the last three bullets, the mayor and Ms. Haverstock.The last remaining shot was originally reserved for Gordon, but he quickly pulled Bruce to hide in the blind spot of Fritz's sight, and the shot only missed.

Seeing this situation, Fritz didn't linger and left directly.Instead of wasting time on the GCPD, Fritz carefully avoided the police.

But Gordon poked his head out and saw that there was only an empty plane by the window, so he quickly jumped off the stage and ran into the alley where Jerome disappeared.

Jerome is on the stairs of a building, the final destination is the rooftop, and the blood loss from the wound on the shoulder makes Jerome feel a little tired.

And Gordon followed, and even distractedly called Penguin to let him drive the airship into the river in Gotham.Penguin helps him, and he helps himself, even though Oswald doesn't even drive himself.

"Hands up," Gordon said, pointing his gun at Jerome, who was standing on the edge of the roof.

Jerome clutched the bloody wound on his clothes, and slowly turned to face Gordon, but he was looking at the airship in the sky, "Beautiful, isn'tshe (how beautiful it is)"

Gordon stared blankly at the huge airship that was flying towards here.

"Wait for me, I have to call the pilot and tell him he's in position," Jerome just took out his cell phone when Gordon shot Jerome in the wrist, Jerome groaned and covered the wound , the phone dropped at his feet.

"Yes, Jerome," the pilot's voice came from the phone.

"Notcool," Jerome looked at Gordon sternly.

"Jerome, Jerome, I'm in place."

Gordon kept approaching with a gun, but Jerome smiled calmly and said in a slow and frustrating tone, "It doesn't matter. Toolate, anyway. (It doesn't matter, it's too late)"

"Bombsaway!" Jerome suddenly yelled into the phone.

Gordon shot Jerome in the abdomen, and the wound quickly spread bright red. Jerome looked down at the wound and laughed a few times, "Funny."

Fritz was standing downstairs, listening to the gunshots, and the figure slowly fell from the edge of the roof.She didn't move any more, just stood quietly downstairs, her eyes focused.

Gordon put the gun on his waist and ran towards the edge of the roof. He saw Jerome's arm hanging on the protruding drainpipe of the roof, and he didn't panic at all. Instead, he thought about talking to Gordon, "It's really embarrassing, Jim. Are you going to let me fall to my death?"

Jerome struggled to hold his other arm to the drainpipe, his tone full of provocation and teasing, "Pull me up and arrest me"

"How?" Jerome smiled, blood stained his teeth and the corners of his mouth, and slowly extended a hand to Gordon.

The three gunshot wounds on "Enforcement or Killing" made Jerome frown physiologically, and then laughed again.

Gordon hesitated for two seconds, then reached out to Jerome.

But just when Gordon was about to reach Jerome's hand, Jerome suddenly withdrew the hand he extended, "Goodol'Gordon. Alwaysplayingbytherules. (Good man Gordon, always playing by the rules)."

Jerome hung his hands on the drainpipe and couldn't help laughing, "So I can outlive you, so I'm lovable, because I don't care about rules."

"It's a long way down," Gordon said to Jerome, still holding out his hand, "Are you sure you'll outlive me?"

"Oh, I'm sure, because I'm not just a person, I'm an idea, an idea, and I'll continue to live in the shadows, living in dissatisfaction with Gotham." Jerome looked at Gordon with a smile, his eyes full of It's crazy and irrepressible excitement.

"Someone will watch you suffer for me, and you will see me again soon, goodbye." Jerome let go of the drainpipe and fell.

At this moment Gordon was a little startled, and he withdrew his hand reflexively, watching Jerome laughing maniacally, and finally fell into a car, the siren of the car echoed.

Gordon's gaze was attracted by Friz standing beside Jerome, she just looked up at him.

what kind of look is that

It is like a lion seeing an antelope when it is extremely hungry, full of wildness and bloodthirsty, but it is also like stagnant water full of green duckweed, who knows if there will be a crocodile below it ready to rush out of the water at any time.

But when Gordon went downstairs, Fritz had disappeared, taking Jerome with him.

But Gordon witnessed with his own eyes, including the cracked marks on the car, that Jerome was completely dead.

But Fritz was not a good person, so Gordon launched a wanted arrest on her while dealing with this matter.

"Hello, Jim, this is not a random idea, but it is indeed a game that belongs to me alone," Fritz's voice sounded on all the TVs in Gotham, "oh, by the way, hello Gotham citizens, what do you think? Get rid of us?"

"Fritz," Gordon watched as Friz suddenly appeared on GCOD's TV. It was a circus. flower.

"Gotham, the city, I know it better than all of you. I've seen it from the bottom to the top, it's disgusting, it's a city that's broken from the ground up. So, you guys Jamie and I are not to blame, you are to blame yourself for making this city what it is and for making us."

"The suffering that this city has suffered, and the pain you have suffered, are all the bitter fruits you planted yourself."

"But to be honest, I'm not very interested in all of this, all of this," Fritz sat on the chair and swayed boredly, drawing a circle with her index finger in mid-air, "I mean, , poison gas, petrol, bulabulabula."

"However, Jim," Fritz's face suddenly moved closer, the scratched scars on his face were still clear, "this is a gift for you, because my dear Jamie prepared another Mr. Valeska and Bruce A small gift, but that has nothing to do with us."

"However, I like to use meth. The method is simple and quick," Fritz said, before lying softly on the chair, half-closed her eyes, with a happy expression.

"Jim, how about a race against time?" Fritz took out a well-made mechanical watch from his pocket, "The three bridges in Gotham are full of gunpowder that can blow up the entire bridge, and there are probably more Half an hour."

"Damn it," Gordon picked up his gun and was about to rush out when Fritz's voice sounded again.

"You want to come to me? Jim," Fritz sat up straight and yawned, "Tooboring, you have another choice."

The picture suddenly changed to a dark and closed space, and the only light sitting was a woman, surrounded by women with drugs and gasoline, Dr. Lay Tompkinson.

She was tightly tied to a chair, her eyes were blindfolded, her mouth was gagged, and she was still in a coma.

Gordon's eyes were red, and his eyes were burning with anger. "A cousin."

"I knew you would be angry, Jim," the scene cuts back to Fritz, "Now, choose one of two, half an hour, Gotham Bridge or Lai. Seriously, I hope you choose her, After all, I still like Dr. Tompkinson. So, give me a hint, a place that is very important to me."

"But you have to guess for yourself, find Lai by yourself," Fritz's voice was full of malice, "in a corner of Gotham, a place that may be easy to find, or may not be found at all."

"Harvey, you take someone to the Gotham Bridge, I'll go find Lay," Gordon suppressed his anger, and assigned the task calmly, "The others went to the circus to arrest Fritz."

"I guess someone might come to me now, Jim, you should let them deal with the other bombs in Gotham, they are timed, and one will be blown up every 10 minutes." Fritz's voice sounded again, and she continued While humming a song, "Didadida, The fire is coming, you're all going to die."

Gordon can only change his plan. Gotham is so big that even if all the police officers are dispatched, they cannot search all places.The plan became that Gordon went to find Xiao Lai, Harvey took someone to solve the problem on the Gotham Bridge, and the rest stayed at the police station to wait for the Gotham citizens to call.

Because the GCPD immediately called the radio center to let them broadcast, and mobilized all Gotham citizens to look for the bomb, and contact the GCPD after finding it.

This is the end of the matter, and there is only such a solution.

"And Mr. Oswald the Betrayer, what do you want?" Fritz threw the watch up and caught it, "friend or money"

"The [-] million that Mr. Nigma promised you seems to be going to waste," Fritz shook the watch in her hand, "friend"

The screen cuts to another place that is the same as the secret room where Lai is, except that Lai is replaced by the Riddler, "It is still enough money for you to rebuild your power."

The picture changed to a room full of money again, with drugs and gasoline also placed, "Oswald, friend, choose carefully, because I don't know which one will explode first, maybe you can get both, maybe what can't get it."

Penguin, who had been waiting for Nygma for a long time to rob the bank, saw this scene, stared and squeezed the wine glass in his hand, "She is a complete lunatic like that Jerome, damn crazy!"

"Maybe you don't care about Nygma, and I don't care either. I just want to see you vacillate between various choices, and feel heartbroken after making the wrong choice."

Fritz suddenly became angry, and she stood up angrily, "This is not planned, but I just want you to understand how I feel."

Then, Fritz sat back on the chair again, lying lazily halfway down, tapping the empty seat with her index finger.

Fritz seems to have fallen asleep, and Gotham is in dire straits at this moment, and everyone is restless. The GCPD is constantly getting calls, and Harvey is also non-stop dealing with the bombs on the Gotham Bridge, because if the three bridges are blown up, everyone will be trapped in the city.

But Harvey has also seen many people flee the city, the mayor has ordered evacuations, and everyone is trying to escape the city because the danger exists in every inch of Gotham.

"Ding ding ding," Gordon answered the unfamiliar number, looking for any possible places, while speaking breathlessly, "Hello, Superintendent Gordon."

"Hello, Jim, look in the direction of GCPD, this is a decision I made for you," Fritz's voice came from the microphone, and Jim looked in the direction of the police station, even though Gordon was far away , but still can hear the sound of explosions and flames all over the sky, "Lose Xiao Lai, or lose friends and colleagues, in order not to embarrass you, I made the decision for you first."

"Damn it, what did you do?" Gordon couldn't take it anymore and yelled into the phone, his eyes were already a little teary, and his eyes were flushed, "Bitch, you crazy."

"Superintendent, there are still 10 minutes left. It may be Xiao Lai, or it may be other places." Fritz stood up lazily, "So, do you know how I feel now?"

"But what I lost was the most important person, and what you are facing now is the same result."

"However you choose, it doesn't matter to me, whether it's you or Oswald, leave or continue, lose or gain."

"If another Mr. Valeska can see it, Jamie asked me to bring a message." Fritz still did not hang up the phone, approached the camera, and pulled a big smile, "Dear brother, I look forward to I want you to change this city, don't let me down."

Fritz chuckled, and said to Gordon on the other side, "I told you, you shouldn't have sent anyone here."

Gordon's eyes widened, he hung up the phone hastily, and wanted to call Harvey to ask him to withdraw the people he sent out.

There are indeed a lot of bombs in the city, but some are empty and some are real, but not enough to blow up the entire Gotham.Because there will be one person in this city to change or destroy it, this city should continue to bloom the bouquet of death on the map, so that everyone can only hear fear and fear in their hearts.

Friz stood beside the coffin, staring deeply at the person lying in the coffin, surrounded by yellow and white lilies and chrysanthemums, Jerome's face was stiff and pale, Friz changed into a black suit for him, even though he was full The scars on his face still couldn't hide his once handsome face.

Fritz's white fingertips brushed Jerome's forehead and cheeks, and her own face was pressed against Jerome's chest, where the heartbeat had stopped forever.

Tears fell onto the black cloth, and nothing seemed to change.

Fritz went to ignite the gunpowder piled in the open space, threw the fuse aside, and walked back to the coffin, focusing on tracing Jerome's face.

Commandos from the GCPD in the distance are closing in, and the bomb's fuses will burn out before they get there.

Fritz lowered her head and gently kissed Jerome's forehead, "If I meet you again, I will definitely be the one who kills you."

The entire circus exploded, and Gotham was about to open a new chapter and face new challenges.

If I could meet you again, I would take your life with my own hands before anyone else kills you.

Because, you can only die in my hands.