Let Batman party alone when Gotham is out of the police station, hoping that he can go to work 24 hours a day to play his favorite game of cat and mouse.

What can an ace police officer change in a sick environment?

"Officer Zhang..."

"I'm sorry, maybe I can't make your idea come true. I'm just an ordinary police officer, not a superman with an aura of his own. ”

Zhang Sanzhen couldn't change the pile of waste policemen downstairs who didn't even rank in the Boy Scouts, and even his bastard colleagues were better than these useless trash.

Gordon also knows this, and since the last time Harley Quinn broke into the Gotham police station alone and took the prisoner away, they have become the object of laughter among the citizens of Gotham.

Waste police in waste.

"Director Gordon borrowed me because he probably knows how I do it. There is a saying that defense is better than offense, and what the Gotham Police Department lacks now is deterrence. ”

You can't change the situation in the police station, but you can change the situation outside.

Pointing to the Glock pistol that Gordon put on the table, Zhang San's meaning was very clear.

Powerful force can terrify criminals, and only when they know the horror of the police's guns can they create fear.

If Glock doesn't work, the AR rifle will be fully automatic, and if the fully automatic is not good, the SWAT armored car will be shaken.

Alas...

Chief Gordon pushes a new police ID and two keys to Zhang San, who is now the acting captain of the Gotham Police Department.

"The sin won't last long, Director Gordon."

Putting them away, he left the director's office.

Arriving at his own wardrobe to change into a Gotham Police Station police uniform, the new acting captain prepares to go it alone and test the strength of the local gang.

The first is to drive around and familiarize yourself with the terrain of Gotham City.

He found that there were a lot of alleys in the city, and if something happened at night, it would be difficult to wait for the police to come to the rescue.

In addition, the skin tones of the people on the street are somewhat diverse, which is completely in line with one of the basic elements of a large foreign city.

After walking around, Zhang San, who had a general understanding of the terrain of the city, returned to the police station and went to the armory, where he wanted to get some legal weapons that could be used at night.

"Captain, are you sure you want to get so much equipment?"

The officer in charge of managing the armory saw him pull out two AR rifles, a Glock 17, a Remington M870 shotgun, and two bulletproof vests.

"That's right, you should use them against some mongrels."

Because of Director Gordon's early greetings, the acting captain had a lot of power, and even if he took four or five AR rifles from it, no one would say anything.

The officer in front of him, named Jeffrey, registered him, and then took out the corresponding ammunition.

Seeing that there were only a few boxes of bullets on the table, Zhang San was not very satisfied: "Take more, get me five hundred rounds of rifle bullets first." ”

"Huh?"

Jeffrey was a little confused as he listened, because a police officer's standard for dispensing firearms was three magazines.

These 500 rounds...

"Okay."

Captain Zhang's eyes looked a little hairy at him, and the helpless Jeffrey ran several times in a row to get more than a dozen boxes of bullets, and other firearms also took a little more.

By the way, he also brought two tactical backpacks for Zhang San to load ammunition, and put some empty rifle magazines and pistol magazines in them.

"Thank you."

Carrying the bullets in these two backpacks, plus the guns hanging on his body, Zhang San, who had just walked out of the armory, attracted the attention of a group of colleagues.

Seeing the yellow blood bars on the top of some of their heads turn red, Zhang San knew that tonight was going to be a sleepless night.

It was seven o'clock in the evening.

Sitting in front of a fast-food restaurant for a full hour, he dropped the packages of his finished food and went on patrol.

The tall buildings around it are lit up at night, and the sky, which is still sunny during the day, turns into dark clouds at night, with strong winds and lightning.

If Chris was there, he would have said that a Shazam was hiding in the clouds and was discharging.

"Help!"

Zhang San, whose hearing was far beyond ordinary people, heard the action signal from the alley not far away, and he decisively drove the car to the front and walked in with a rifle that unlocked the insurance.

A tick sounded, and the body camera was able to record the sound.

"Gotham Police! Let her go! ”

In the alley where the lightning flickered, a man with a pistol held a lady in a short skirt hostage, and there was an open bag at their feet.

The contents of the bag belonging to the lady were scattered all over the place, and it looked like it should be a robbery.

But why is there so much protection on the ground?

Thinking of a possibility, Zhang San's eyes when he looked at the man became bad, and his tone became even worse:

"Put down the gun! Put the gun down!!! ”

"Huh.."

The slightly crazy suspect laughed, and the hand holding the pistol began to tremble.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Zhang San, who was waiting for this moment, pulled the trigger three times in an instant, and the other party's reaction speed was obviously not as fast as the speed of the rifle bullet flying, and the kung fu man who blinked in the blink of an eye lay on the ground and fell asleep.

Kicking away the pistol in the suspect's hand, Zhang San put the rifle aside, and then handcuffed the sleeping suspect.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay..."

The blonde girl seemed to be frightened, and her voice trembled a little against the wall.

"Don't be afraid, I'll go to the police station with my colleague to record a confession later."

Zhang San helped her pack her bag, and by the way, the protective measures scattered on the ground were also packed in.

It's just that the police support is a bit slow.

Although Zhang San called for support when he got off the bus, they arrived fifteen minutes after the case was resolved.

In response, a police department colleague with a red blood bar on his head said that this is common in Gotham City, because there are more than one robbery cases at night.

Zhang San didn't say anything, he handed over the crime scene to these people and left with his rifle.

Syllable! Smack!

Bang Bang Bang!

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out everywhere in Gotham City tonight, and after that gunshot, one or several corpses must have fallen asleep on the cold ground.

The Gotham Police Station was as busy as Christmas.

Police cars carrying officers ran around the city, but fire trucks and ambulances never came after following them twice.

Some people can't wake up when they're asleep, so the ambulance doesn't follow.

The same goes for firefighting, because people who fall asleep are lying in the alley, so there is no need for firefighting.

When the sky was dark, he handed over the three loaded body police cameras to Director Gordon, and Zhang San drove his police car back to the hotel to sleep.

His day's work was done, and all that remained was the work that belonged to Director Gordon.

The bed in the presidential suite was soft, and he fell asleep within a few minutes of lying down after washing.