By the time Roy and Barbra sprinted to the scene as fast as they could, the killer and the flying machine were gone, and Gordon was holding Kassandra by the arm to help her up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's wrong? Are you alright? Barbara asked eagerly.

"I'm fine...... Gordon said with a grateful look at Kassandra, "this kid blocked several shots for me...... I don't know how to thank you. ”

Kassandra made a "don't have" gesture.

Roy said to Kassandra, "Are you sure it's okay?" ”

"I'm fine."

"That's good." Roy whispered in her ear, as if inadvertently, "Go back first, we'll be back in a moment." ”

She waved her hand, raised her hand and shot the bat cord, and flew away.

Only then did the two of them notice the policeman who had been the first to fall unconscious after being attacked, and he coughed lightly twice and struggled to get up.

"Melanderz?" Gordon hurriedly picked up the officer, "Are you alright?" ”

The officer named Melanderez took two breaths and tore open the bullet-riddled uniform, revealing the silver-white armor underneath that read "Cardwell Tech" in black letters. ”

"Oh my God," the officer said with a sigh of relief, "it's good that we've switched to the new technology...... If I were still wearing the old version of body armor, it would have been penetrated like sliced butter by now! No matter what the guy is using, it's like it has cannon fire! ”

"It's fine, Merlandez." Gordon patted him on the back and said, "This is not a single incident, we must be on the highest alert!" Now urgently call all the officers back to the police station, we need to have a meeting. ”

Bright red bats spread their wings in the Gotham night sky, their teeth and claws, as if looking down on everything in the world with a cold gaze.

As Chief Gordon snuffed out the second cigarette, the figure of the winged knight appeared silently on the roof of the police station, his knuckles tapping lightly on the shell of the searchlight.

"You're slow." Gordon Road.

"Something else." Roy said, "How's it going?" ”

Gordon shrugged: "Very bad. ”

He handed Roy the folder he had prepared, and explained as he turned the pages, "A few days ago, we had a police officer who died in the line of duty, and the body armor was blasted into a sieve by a special weapon, but fortunately, Mr. Cardwell recently sponsored us with their latest equipment, which can withstand military-grade firepower, otherwise another good officer would probably die in the line of duty today." ”

Roy frowned, "You say it's a serial event?" ”

"It's very likely." "It's very likely that the other side is picking on the police, and apart from these two attacks, there hasn't been a single case of someone being pierced by a high-tech weapon of unknown origin." ”

He sighed, took off his heavy spectacle lenses, and habitually pinched the bridge of his nose.

"What more can I say? This is Gotham, after all. He said helplessly, "Everyone who is willing to stay here as a policeman should be crowned with the title of 'hero'." ”

"They should." Roy said as he flipped through the papers.

"So what do you think?" Gordon asked, puffing on the smoke ring.

"There are too few clues to track down, but it's obvious that you should start with this guy's equipment." "Not everybody has access to equipment that you can't buy on the market. ”

"People always have one way or another, who knows? Look, don't you cloak fighters all have a bunch of novelty gadgets? ”

"He's not with us." Roy frowned, "I'm sure of that. ”

After flying away from the alley where Gordon and Kassandra clashed, the aircraft stabilized its speed at about 400 meters in mid-air and flew smoothly.

The guy in the cloak just now was trembling and said, "I'm sorry, boss. I...... I've let you down. ”

"Indeed, aim at the head of the police, only the headshot, and leave no live holes...... Never. ”

The man in the driver's seat with his back to him spoke in a voice that seemed to be faintly visible from the peeking parts of his shoulders and arms, and he was also wearing heavy armor, and the metal shell was strangely illuminated by the dim yellow lighting.

"I could have dealt with them!" The killer clenched his fists and said indignantly, "But-but--winged-winged knight......"

"He shouldn't be an obstacle." The man said coldly, "Just like other law enforcement agencies......"

He snapped back to his senses, revealing the metallic heavy armor embellished with golden dots of light. He flashed in front of the killer like a shadowless ghost with one hand, and pressed the person's face door with one hand, and the amazing grip burst out to crush the killer's facial armor, and the cracked circuit leaked a pulsing blue current.

"Pilot, fly high." The heavy man said indifferently.

The pilot pulls the joystick as he says, and the plane continues to rise in altitude.

"You've disappointed me, as a three-time inmate, I thought you and I would have brought down the face of today's law enforcement system, and you should have been at the forefront of bringing down the Gotham Police Department's army. But now, I have no choice but to terminate your mission. ”

Vaguely aware of what was about to happen, the killer panicked and tossed with his half-pinched helmet, trying to regain his vision while shouting in horror, "What!? You don't—"

"It's bad enough that you've failed me, but you've probably exposed me even worse." The "boss" said in a cold, unaccommodating voice, "You have put my plans in jeopardy, and I will not let you sabotage them like this again." ”

"You...... You're going to fire me? ”

"Let's just say that I've found a potential replacement in a juvenile detention center in Gotham. I think it might be easier to train young people. ”

"Nope! We...... We were supposed to be partners! ”

"Or maybe that's just your wishful thinking." The heavy man sneered, "But you need to appreciate the true meaning of the word 'partner' in the city of Gotham. ”

With a slow, steady step, he walked towards the man, whose mask was tattered.

Despite shrinking into a corner, the cloaks were inevitably pulled up by powerful hands, and the killer cried out in terror: "Wait - please!" Other! ”

But nothing worked.

A few seconds later, a terrible scream from the depths of hell swept through the night sky, and a poor creature was violently thrown from the aircraft at a height of 600 meters, like a large bird with broken wings towards the dark city.

"In Gotham, the 'partner' has to die." The heavily armored man looked at the deep darkness of the night and said in a flat tone, "Now, are you ready for the 'Angry One' to teach you a new lesson?" Gotham? (To be continued.) )