Dressed in black armor, Bruce marched silently through the night, already with his own target, which was the Gotham City police station.

The moonlight was clear tonight, there were no clouds in the sky, and walking on the rooftops of buildings, Bruce could see many things that he couldn't see during the day, especially the drug trade that filled Gotham all over the place.

However, now is not the time to do that, as long as he can send Falconi to prison, the drug market, which has lost its biggest seller, will be in peace for a while, and it will not be able to continue until the next powerful person appears.

However, depending on Bruce's determination, I'm afraid that the next big drug lord will also meet the same fate as Falconi, if all goes well.

While Bruce was still thinking about the future of Gotham, the police station had arrived, and Bruce was standing on the building opposite the police station, looking at the lights below, he knew who he should be looking for, and what he was looking for was Gordon, one of the few good cops in Gotham City who had been fighting Gotham crime for twenty years and became a detective!

Bruce remembers Gordon, in his memory, Gordon was still a young man of spirit, twenty-one years ago, when Bruce's parents were shot dead by that damn Joe Chill in front of the theater, the first detective to arrive at the scene was Gordon, Bruce clearly remembers that when Gordon put the trench coat on his shoulders at that time, it was the first humble warmth that Bruce tasted after the death of his parents.

It may be that Gordon was too impressed by Bruce, and with just one glance, Bruce found Gordon's office.

Well, the reason just said is a bit far-fetched, in fact, it's eight twenty in the evening, and there aren't many people on duty at the police station, and most of the rooms are all police officers with bad postures, and Gordon is too dazzling in them.

Bruce aimed the grappling hook gun at the top floor of the police station building, and then swung it with the help of the grappling hook gun until he hit the ground, and he didn't make a sound.

He moved lightly along the outer wall of the police station towards Gordon's room, using his hands and feet together, and the thirty meters of vertical seemed to be crossed by him, and when Bruce gently opened Gordon's window, Gordon didn't even hear a sound.

Gordon was looking at all of the week's criminal records, and there were a lot of tough guys missing from the record sheet today, especially the short one, who didn't show up to make Gordon a lot easier.

However, looking at the form on the drug trade in his hand, Gordon took a deep breath again, Falconi's drug sales are getting bigger and bigger, and the number of minions caught selling drugs alone is more than twenty in a week, you can imagine how rampant Gotham drugs are today.

Suddenly, the lights went out, and Gordon looked up in confusion, and just as he wanted to look back at the switch on the wall, he felt the coldness coming from the back of his head.

"Don't look back, don't shout, you're one of the few good cops, I won't hurt you!"

Bruce looked at the person in front of him, trying to drive away his memories, Dante's teachings gave Bruce confidence and strength, but these chaotic thoughts were not something Dante could handle.

Gordon swallowed softly, he raised his hands to signal that he would not resist, and then he said, "What do you want?"

"Many of Carman Falconi's men have been fished out, tell me who helped him!"

"Klein!" Gordon said, "Klein is the doctor who came to Gotham half a year ago, he took over Arkham Asylum and changed the way Arkham ran that mess, I thought he was a good guy until he was also bought by Falcony!"

"He's not necessarily bought, and he's not necessarily a good guy!" Bruce said coldly, "If I want to send Falconi to prison, I need something!"

"Falcone has bought a lot of people, you have to get Justice Featon among them, then you have to have solid evidence, and finally, you need a district attorney who has the guts to prosecute him!"

"Is there a prosecutor like that in Gotham?" Bruce knew who the prosecutor was, but he didn't want anyone else to know he did.

"Maybe one or two, Rachel Dawes, she's been working against Falcone for over five years, but Falconi clearly doesn't take her seriously. After Gordon finished speaking, he suddenly asked, "Are you all alone?"

This sentence is a superficial text trap, and if Bruce says us in passing, it proves that this is a gang.

Bruce gently patted Gordon on the shoulder.

"Now there are two of us, wait for my signal, it will be soon!"

"We?" asked Gordon, confused, but he couldn't hear Bruce anymore, and he tentatively looked around the office, even if the windows were closed so well that there was no sign of anyone coming!

Bruce was long gone, he was running between the buildings as fast as he could, he knew where Falconi was transporting drugs, and today was a good opportunity to pull him up completely!

However, the phone rang.

Bruce felt a shock in his chest, he crouched on the roof of the building, and with great difficulty pulled out the phone from under the armor, which was also Bruce's helplessness, his custom-made wrist announcer could not do a full call.

"Teacher?" asked Bruce softly, and then he heard Dante's voice on the phone.

"Bruce, Falconi is shipping his drugs about one hundred and twenty meters away from me, I listened to their conversation, the drugs are divided into two kinds, one is in the bear doll, the other is in the bunny doll, the bunny doll has been transported to the dock area, the license plate number GT--1156, you go and investigate, I will deal with Falconi immediately, one of these two drugs should be the medicine of the Shadow Warrior Alliance!"

"I'll go right over!" Bruce replied, suddenly adding, "Teacher, please don't kill anyone, a living Falcone is more important than a dead one!"

Hearing Bruce's answer, Dante nodded and hung up, completely unconcerned that Bruce couldn't see his nod.

Taking out the white ivory with his left hand, Dante gently rubbed the warm body of the white ivory, Falconi or something, Dante didn't care at all, it didn't matter if the drugs were drugs or not, after all, drugs killed people who had no self-control who would not be appreciated by Dante.

Dante lifted the white ivory flat, the white ivory is different from the pistol, if the magic allows, the trajectory of the white ivory will not be offset at all, therefore, Dante does not need to correct the trajectory, just aim straight and shoot it!

Considering that he was dealing with some ordinary people, Dante turned the magic input into the white ivory to the minimum, and with a soft "poof!", a bearded man who was carrying the bear doll in the distance fell to the ground with a thud.

The bearded accomplices looked at the bearded man on the ground in amazement, and he himself, like his accomplices, stared at his vanished left calf with those eyes full of disbelief!

Time seemed to stand still for five seconds, and after five seconds, the bearded man finally let out a deafening wail!

"Ahhh

But he didn't hear the comfort of others, he was a little desperate, he was abandoned, he looked around aggrievedly, and found a good news and a bad news.

The bad news is that no one really cares about him, no one comes to see his injuries, or comforts him, and these accomplices are so fucking indifferent.

The good news is that they are all lying on the ground like themselves, and they are only missing a calf which is not bad, look at that damn Bill, haha, Bill, who usually fucking bullies himself, is actually covering his crotch, hahaha, are his balls blown away!

Falconi was in the car checking the drugs in the bear and rabbit, but, in the blink of an eye, he heard countless wails, damn it!

Falconi didn't look around at all, he just lowered his head and shouted softly.

"Drive!"

The car didn't move.

"Shit, you drive me!" Falconi shouted, but before he could finish his shouting, he heard the sound of the car door.

Well, it wasn't the sound of a car door at all, it was the sound of his own car door being pulled off, and before Falconi could say anything, he only felt as if he had been hit in the face, and then, he lost consciousness.

Dante dragged the unconscious Falconi out of the car and tied the group together with the ropes he had put on him.

At Dante's speed, the poor fellows fainted without even having a chance to beg for mercy, and as for their severed hands and feet, with all due respect, it was just a trial of the gun.

Dante observed the injuries of these guys, and several of them received penetrating wounds, which were the effect of angelic magic, and angelic magic had a good penetrating effect, and with the weakening curse engraved on the gun, the effect must be very good.

As for the annihilation damage like the kind of limb disappearing, it was caused by the mixing of two kinds of magic power, and the demon's magic power was not tested by Dante, and the demon should have caused explosive impact damage, and it would blow them to pieces!

After a brief look at the effect of his new weapon, Dante was satisfied with the white ivory back into his holster, and then, Dante picked up the camera behind his back and took pictures of the bear dolls and the drugs in their stomachs, because they were using a Polaroid camera, and Dante put the photos he had just taken with those taken not long ago.

As for what Dante filmed not long ago, of course, it was the process of Falconi arranging for his men to carry drugs!

At the same time as the photo was taken, Dante also tasted the drugs, and sure enough, just like Dante had heard before, the bear was for the drug dealers, and these were ordinary drugs, not the kind of potions from the Shadow Warrior Alliance.

After doing all this, Dante just wanted to leave, but he felt that it was a little unsafe to tie this group of people here like this, what if someone suddenly woke up and broke out of the small universe and ran away from the rope!

Dante looked at the railroad tracks in the sky, he thought of a good idea, Dante grabbed the rope and dragged the group of drug dealers to the side of the rail pillar more than ten meters away, the track of the air train of course did not appear out of thin air, there will be a pillar supporting the track every other distance, Dante grabbed the rope and the seventeen drug dealers with one hand, climbed the pillar with the other hand, quickly climbed to the rails, tied the rope to the place where it would not be crushed by the train, and then, Dante jumped directly from a height of more than thirty meters.

He looked up at his masterpiece, seventeen people, including Falconi, were dancing in the breeze, and Dante smiled.

He pulled out the phone and called Alfred.

"Alfred, I'm Dante!"

"I know!" Alfred said depressedly, but Dante was still a little estranged from him, probably because he had doubted him before!

"I've got Falconi and the group done, you help me find out where Rachel Dawes is, I'll go find her, and then give her the evidence as you said!"

"Wait a minute!"

In less than half a minute, Alfred had the answer.

"Not far from you, she's on the Sky Train right now, and the train will arrive at your location in about three minutes!"

"That's a coincidence!" Dante looked up depressedly, as if he had to climb up again!