111. On the eve of the birth of madness

"We're just leaving?"

Leo left Gotham on a plane as he came.

The death shooter, leaning back in the first-class seat, was a little puzzled, thinking that his boss would stay for a few more days.

Although it seems that things are almost settled, the Shadow Warrior Alliance has been wiped out, the Gotham underworld family except for the penguin Copote, Maroni has been imprisoned, and the Black Mask's territory has been taken over by the Falcone family.

But there are still many details to be filled, and with a chaotic past, there must be many gaps to be filled in order to re-establish order.

At this time, it is a good opportunity for your boss to make a move!

For example, through Sofia Falcone, intervene in the underground world of Gotham.

Or join forces with Copote, the penguin, to nibble up on the remaining Sopranos.

No matter how you look at it, Leo doesn't look like a warm-hearted person who runs over to help and then doesn't ask for anything in return.

"Gotham is not a good place, these two stars are looking forward to it, and I feel like I haven't been in the sun for a long time."

Leo picked up a glass of lemonade on the table and said with a relaxed smile.

Of course he knew what Death Shooter meant, but there was no need for a massive involvement in Gotham at the moment.

The invasion of the Shadow Warrior Alliance will not end like this.

Hidden in the shadows, Bane will sooner or later show his vicious fangs to Gotham.

He left Talia El Gul in the Black Gate Prison, and instead of bringing it back to the Celestial Eye Society, he used it as bait.

"Maybe I'll be back in the city soon before I don't have to rush to plant a nail in Gotham first."

The smile on the corner of Leo's mouth gradually faded, and he said softly: "Batman is very vigilant, don't feel that you have had a pleasant time working with him, you are friends - when necessary, for the sake of Gotham or the justice in your heart, Batman will not hesitate to stand on the opposite side of you." ”

"That's something admirable about him, but few people can accept it. So when facing Batman, the only thing to remember is to keep a clear mind at all times. ”

The death shooter was thoughtful, no wonder he felt that in front of Bruce Wayne, his boss's personality was different.

Is this a mutual acting?

"Besides, we have another stop to go."

Leo paused, there was another reason why he didn't stay in Gotham.

Just yesterday, Felicity, who was far away in Star City, sent a message to herself.

It is said that someone is secretly investigating the former vigilante Oliver Quinn, as well as the huntress Helena.

Judging from the scope and content of the investigation, it seems that there is a lot of interest in vigilantes.

But that's not the point, it's the identity of the other party.

After Felicity's counter-reconnaissance, it was a police officer from Midtown who worked in the Crime Identification Division.

His name is, Barry Allen.

…………

The sky in Gotham always seems to be gloomy, with dark clouds piling up in the sky, as if a rainstorm is brewing.

In a tavern on the island, two men in hats sit in the corner.

They lowered the brim of their hats, as if they were deliberately hiding their faces.

A plate of lobster and two bottles of beer sat on the table, and when the bartender left, the two leaned into an unnoticed corner and whispered.

It can be seen that they try not to look suspicious as much as possible, but from the choice of the entrance position to the careful behavior, a lot of information is really exposed.

Luckily, it's a tavern close to the factory area, and the customers are workers and crew members who have left work.

After a hard day's work, they just want to numb themselves with alcohol, and they don't care about strangers at all.

"Damn it! You lost those bags of money!? ”

The tall and thin man looked straight at his companion, his fists clenched so tightly that the joints made a "click" sound.

If it weren't for the fear that others would reveal their identities, he promised God that he would definitely use all his strength to smash his fist in the other person's face.

That's 10 million!

That's it?

"I ...... I hid the money under the floor of the hotel, and that day, that night, the people of Naho Island were like crazy......"

The short, stout man snorted.

"I'm running away! As a result, just like them, there were terrible scenes like hell all around, and I was so scared that I hid...... When I got back, the hotel had already been set on fire. ”

The short man said that a few days ago, the Shadow Warrior Alliance released fear gas on Naho Island, creating a huge chaos that had never been seen before.

"Ten million! That's ten million! ”

The tall and thin man gritted his teeth, unable to contain the anger in his heart, and slammed his fist on the table.

The heavy muffled sound attracted the eyes of the surroundings, and the two picked up the beer on the table and poured it wildly, hiding the panic on each other's faces.

"I can't be blamed for that...... You were drunk at the time, and if I hadn't dragged you out, you would have burned to death in the hotel! ”

The short man tried to argue, and his face was full of unwillingness.

Anyone who loses $10 million for nothing will feel resentment and hatred.

The two of them sat in the corner, pouring bottle after bottle of beer, as if to vent all their anger on alcohol.

They were the remaining Red Hoods, and in the half-successful heist - I say this because although the 10 million check was successfully exchanged for cash, the remaining companions did not escape.

According to the Gotham police report, two were shot dead on the way, and two were taken to the hospital with injuries.

Only tall and thin and short - that is, numbers four and five.

Due to their early departure and the fact that the rest of their companions attracted all the firepower of the Gotham Police Department, they were able to disappear with 10 million.

Originally, both of them had planned to split the money equally, and then smuggle out of Gotham when the limelight passed.

No more putting up with the gloomy weather of this hellish place, and the unscrupulous gangsters and corrupt cops.

But it's a pity that there was a little accident in the beautiful life they imagined.

The chaos created by the Shadow Warrior Alliance on Nahe Island crushed the dreams of the two of them by the way.

Without that 10 million, it is now a wanted target of the Gotham Police Department.

This undoubtedly made them fall from heaven to hell all at once!

Neither of them knows what to do, and the leaders of the Red Hood Gang are Hoffman and Jon.

They used to be retired police officers of the Gotham Police Department, and because of pension and financial problems, they would think about doing a big job.

For example, find an opportunity to kidnap the rich people in the city and extort a ransom of 10 million.

From the purchase of weapons to the retreat route, it was all done by Hoffman and Jon, who only added in to make up the numbers.

Because the little minions didn't know the contact information of the smuggler, they didn't have any extra weapons in their hands, and they didn't even know where to hide, Hoffman and Jon would be relieved to let the two guys leave with the money.

Monopolization will not get any benefits, but will face the embarrassing situation of not being able to move an inch.

If you want to live a free life, you can only hide your money honestly and wait to meet your companions.

However, accidents always like to come uninvited.

"What now?"

Two drunken robbers stared wide-eyed.

They need money, the smugglers have been connected, and a happy life is beckoning to them - as long as there is a sum of money!

"One more vote! We could have done it without Hoffman and Jon! ”

The tall and thin man breathed wine, he took a cigarette, took two puffs hard, and said, "Not far from here, there is a chemical factory...... I know a guy who used to work there, and with his help, we could do it again! ”

"Safe! We can rob the money in the safe! ”

The short man listened to his companion's incoherent "plan" and felt like he was in a predicament with no way out, and suddenly fell off a rope, and he just had to climb up it.

Two guys who are completely paralyzed by alcohol, completely unthinking about what the success rate is, they just want a sum of money!

"Yes, there will definitely be a lot of money in the safe! The guy I knew, he was a lab assistant at a chemical plant, and now it seems like ...... Being a comedian. ”

The tall, thin man smiled, grabbed a lobster from his plate, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Click, click.

The sound of chewing the shell meat is crystal clear.

"That guy doesn't tell jokes at all, comedian? I've never seen such a bad clown! ”