Several of the homeless children who were baking the fire all looked at the two figures who had parked the car and walked towards them.

There was no one else around this bridge, and this car was parked less than ten meters away from them, so it was obvious that there would be no parking in the parking lot.

A place like Gotham, never guess the unknown.

You think it's a harmless truck, but maybe it's a bunch of tattooed and armed terrorists wearing body armor and AKs in their hands.

No one can say for sure.

And compared to the bewilderment of these street children, one of the girls, who seemed very special, immediately stood up.

The girl was very cute, probably not yet fifteen years old, her hair was slightly curly blonde, and when she saw the car, her languid eyes instantly became sharp, like a wild cat that saw an enemy.

"Hi, hello."

It was a woman's voice that spoke.

With a smile on their faces that made people feel a little hypocritical, the two people walked towards a few people step by step.

In the darkness, the figures of the two began to become clear.

The woman has short hair and wears a pair of nerdy disc glasses, while the man wears a suit and holds a huge basket in his hand.

At the roasting fire, everyone looked at the two of them blankly, not knowing what to make expressions.

The woman stopped less than a meter away and introduced with a smile on her face: "My name is Patty, and he is Doug." (What the hell is this name?) ）”

"We're the staff of the mayor's Care for the Homeless project, and we've brought you some sandwiches and soup. ”

"Oh, and cookies, candy, does anyone like chocolate?" Doug blinked and shook the basket in his hand.

The people who were roasting the fire looked at each other.

"Me!"

"And me."

Several people all stepped forward excitedly.

This kind of opportunity is rare, and although it is likely that the hypocritical mayor wants to do superficial work, as long as it is beneficial, it is okay to cooperate.

"Hey, aren't you hungry, kitten."

One of the curly-haired boys looked at the girl in the corner.

The girl shook her head coolly and continued to crouch down to pet her wild cat, and the boy didn't ask too much and stepped forward to get the free food.

A few people cheered and nibbled on sandwiches.

The man and the woman looked at the few people with a smile, took out a needle with a smile, dipped it in a little medicine, and then poked it into the artery of the two people with a smile as they munched on sandwiches.

Curly and another girl faint, and kitten and a black guy finally find out that something is wrong.

Of course, they all fainted two people, and there was no shelter around, even if you were looking for a pig, you could see that these two guys were not good people.

The kitten, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, immediately stood up and slipped into a small alley on the side.

Although the black man had been pricked in the neck, he didn't know where the divine power came from, not only did he not faint, but knocked the not very strong man to the side, and then ran desperately.

"Hey! You two bastards! What do you want to do! Let go of those kids! ”

On the side, an old homeless man who had been rubbing against the stove saw this, and stepped forward with a tattered stick to do something.

Doug didn't bother to continue laughing, took out a gun from his pocket, and shot it at the homeless man, his face seemed a little unhappy because he ran away with a black man.

"Hey! Doug! What have you done! ”

The woman complained and stepped forward to say something, but was stopped by Doug with his hand, and said with a little weakness: "Don't worry, I'll go and get him back." ”

As he spoke, he ran in the direction of the black boy's escape.

Escape! Escape! Be sure to run away!

The black boy kept thinking in his heart, and ran frantically down the street.

Because it's not late at night, there are still a few restaurants open on the street.

Rich people dressed luxuriously and decently ate inside, completely isolated from the filth outside.

"Bang!" A bang.

The glass of the restaurant shattered and scattered, and Mai Qi smashed the glass and rushed in.

Doug gritted his teeth when he saw this scene from a distance, but he also knew that he couldn't do anything anymore.

The day after the incident, inside the Gotham Police Station.

"That's it! Then Zebo and Smok fell, and then the weirdo shot the veteran, and I realized I had to get out of here! That's why I ran and ran to fall into the floor of that restaurant! ”

Gordon and Bullock looked at Michy, who escaped last night, and danced here and said that they were poked by a super big needle last night, and then what happened, their expressions were very complicated.

"OK, Brock, I think you need to come over for a while."

"What?"

Gordon didn't answer, and pulled Bullock into a corner.

"Bullock, this is a serious matter, street children were taken away by people disguised as volunteers."

Gordon's expression was serious, but it looked funny in Bullock's eyes, and he thought that throwing a man into the river with his own hands would make him wake up a little, who knew that he still had this virtue.

"Okay, this matter is not serious, there are no street children, okay, it must be that Mai Qi killed the homeless man and then ran away, he didn't admit it, it doesn't matter, I just need to beat him up."

As he spoke, Bullock raised an eyebrow, intending to go over and carry out his plan.

Gordon immediately frowned, grabbed Brock's arm, gritted his teeth and said, "Hey! Brock, you can't do that! He was only sixteen years old. ”

"Sixteen! A 1.8-meter-tall 16-year-old black man with muscles all over his body, I don't think anything will happen with a few punches! "Brock was clearly a little grumpy.

Unlike Gordon, all he thought about was how to get this done quickly, so his detection process was to beat the only possible suspect to admit it, but he was a little unhappy to be stopped by Gordon.

"This! No! Combine! Law! Gordon said loudly.

"Oh, legal." Brock looked at Gordon with a mocking look and poked a finger in Gordon's shoulder.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that a man who threw someone into the river just yesterday is legal for you to tell me now?"

If Gordon's face was serious just now, he would be completely angry when he heard this.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a police station, he would have wanted to punch this partner in the face.

"Come on, keep talking, you don't speak loud enough! A few people haven't heard it yet! Gordon looked into Bullock's eyes and seemed to kick him in the next moment.

Bullock patted Gordon on the shoulder.

"Hehe, don't be naïve, do you think there will be people in this police station who have a bad conscience because you killed a high-level person! We're not so idle! Thank you! ”

Gordon directly shook off Bullock's hand and walked out with a cold face.