Yikes!

The policewoman next to Gordon plugged the USB stick into the computer.

"Already reading...... Just a little bit. We slowed it down...... Look at it frame by frame. ”

"Here we are."

Gordon sat in the elevated seat at the Gotham Police Station, and he helped his glasses.

"It was a few hours ago, it was John Peterson, the victim of this murder. Over there. ”

The screen gradually lit up, and the black and white, occasional signal interference, and blurry picture had a sense of pantomime-like absurdity and horror.

"Our victim usually takes the subway back, and that day he decided to take a taxi."

"Now look to the left."

Jim Gordon's eyes narrowed.

"That's the Riddler, and when the surveillance caught him, he had pulled out his gun. See? Left-handed, I remember that the Riddler was not left-handed. ”

"Actually, things happened in the light of light, without hesitation...... Or something else. ”

The female police officer's voice rang: "I can't tell if he speaks or not - we look closely, and his lips don't seem to move, so based on what we know so far, we infer that he must not have spoken." ”

Gordon had guessed what was going to happen, but he couldn't believe it.

"This is the moment when the fire is fired."

Director Gordon pursed his lips.

He saw the Riddler in the picture raise his pistol against the innocent victim in the back of his head.

Bang!

The gunshot seemed to explode in Jim Gordon's ears, although there was no sound in the surveillance in the footage, as silent as a tombstone.

"A headshot killed instantly. The crowd began to panic and fled from where the noise was coming from. The female officer said, "The Riddler lowered his gun and didn't aim or attack anyone else. ”

The crowd was still running away in a panic. He threw the gun next to the victim's body and didn't touch it until we arrived at the scene. ”

"Very calm, no screaming or anything like that, very professional, up to this point...... He didn't say a word. ”

"This is the first patrol car to arrive in a hurry. We happened to have a police officer named Sean half a block away who got out of the car...... He yelled at the Riddler. ”

"He heard." "There's no doubt about it," Gordon said. ”

"That's all the Riddler shot John Peterson in the street."

Director Gordon saw the Riddler in the frame turn to look at the camera and pull out a card with the Batman logo from his arms. He smiled softly, and then said—"

"Where is he?"

Interrogation room.

The lamp was turned on, and the Riddler tilted his head slightly, dodging the glare of the light.

Director Gordon sat down across from the Riddler.

"He's not coming. Edward wasn't worth wasting his time. ”

"Do you know what the oldest riddle is? About 4,000 years before ancient Sumer. ”

He raised the shackles on his hand slightly:

"I'm everywhere, but I can't see it, I can often get away with it, but I've never been spared, I'll find you at the intersection and even chase you to the next street corner, what am I?"

"Death."

"I can be broken, I can be spoken, I can be made, I can be toyed with, what am I?"

"I don't have time to play riddles with you."

Director Gordon interrupted him, "Nigma. You shoot poor John Peterson in the head in broad daylight and wait for the police to arrive. ”

"Is there a reason why you're doing this? He owes you money? Do you owe him some money? What is it that you lost to him playing poker? Maybe he slept with your girlfriend—"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"The answer is a joke."

"So...... Regarding girlfriends, does this mean negatively? ”

"Don't you like jokes?" The Riddler said.

He smiled gently, shyly like a student answering a teacher's question at school, and even his eyes seemed to have a clear stupidity.

"Would you like to guess the other one?"

"How did the clown know that Xiaoba was at home that day? How does he know where you live? We both know him about how he got through your security system, and he's a strange guy - crazy and complex, but not very good at planning. ”

“……”

The Riddler made a gesture to make a call, imitating the Joker and his call on the spot:

"Hey~Dear Ed~ How's the plan? I wanted to have a 'bad day,' but I didn't know where to start. ”

Well, well, Jack - how about starting with the sheriff and his daughter? I've planned everything, but it's so simple, I'm bored, sing me a song and I'll give it to you. ”

"Wow, that's perfect, Ed. Listen, I'm giving away another free dance. ”

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

The Riddler said lightly, and the fate of a girl was viciously smeared, like a stain as black as ink on the wall.

Gordon slowly clenched his fists.

He repeatedly reminded himself that the Riddler was just trying to provoke him.

He couldn't let his emotions be so easily mobilized by the other party, which meant a complete loss of initiative and a complete shake of his mind, which was an extremely dangerous state when facing the Riddler......"

"You're a *##%%@#* raiser - how dare you?" Gordon jumped up from his seat and grabbed the Riddler by the neck: "How dare you be in front of me*##%%@#*!" ”

But in the next second, Gordon forcibly controlled himself and did not continue to vent his anger.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" The Riddler coughed heartwarmingly behind his back, "Are you alright, Godot?" You don't look very happy. ”

"Oh no...... Did you find out about Sergeant Sarah? How are you ...... You know, *##%%@#* took her and then forced her to transpose? ”

"So you can hide your pregnant wife's own affair?"

"She's your subordinate, man, she used to have her own business, and then ...... Well, we know what happened then, don't we? Poor woman. ”

Jim Gordon calmed down. Anger gradually replaced shame, and just as he was about to immerse himself, he suddenly realized that his emotions were easily shaped like ceramic in front of the Riddler.

So he turned around and no longer faced his prisoner.

But all this is not normal, for so many years, no matter which Riddler commits a crime, there will be a riddle left at the scene.

Murder of passion without puzzles? This is contrary to the Riddler's criminal pattern. Edward Nickmar should have despised such a low-end crime the most.

Gordon had a vague feeling that something was wrong, Riddler...... It doesn't seem to be the same riddler of the past anymore.

But in any case, he has now been caught at this point.

"You'll be transferred to the rebuilt Arkham Asylum," Gordon said. You can wait there, and maybe Batman will have time to interrogate you. ”

He looked at the Riddler, his pupils reflecting the grim smile on the other's face:

"Can you believe it?"

He heard Edward Nigma say, "Escape from the cage...... It only takes 20 seconds. ”