NovelsAlex Chapter 221 Gotham's Most Powerful Criminal
Chapter 221 Gotham's Most Powerful Criminal
Chapter 221 Gotham's Most Powerful Criminal
A sentence is not only a kind of explanation and self-satisfaction, but also a warning.
Lynn didn't think that an expert like Cobot who could tell the character of another person from a fart would not be able to understand the meaning behind his words.
As for the fact that after the warning, if something that everyone doesn't like to see still happens, then...
It's nothing more than death.
……
Doing half of things is Lynn's style. After all, sometimes, not being able to discover the value of a person is a kind of cruelty to anyone. Lynn is not such a person.
After a stroll, Lynn came to Gordon's office again.
For the staff of the Gotham Police Department, Lynn's existence is already an unspeakable secret or tacit understanding.
Seeing that it was Lynn who pushed the door and came in, everyone automatically "shielded" his existence in their minds, as if they saw the air.
Unimpeded, Lynn went straight to the second floor.
"Dangdangdangdang~"
There was a big jump of joy, and the raised hands proved how happy Lynn was.
However, at this time, he suddenly jumped in from the door without even knocking on the door, which was obviously inappropriate.
Gordon wasn't the only one in Gordon's office.
There are also two women.
"Uh... hello, my name is Konstantin."
Lynn recognized the two women, Gordon's wife and his daughter.
"Hehe, I think, I shouldn't mistake who my husband's friends are."
Gordon's wife, Issa, stood up and extended her hand in a friendly way: "Lynn, this should be the first time we met. Hello, I'm Gordon's wife, Issa.
this is me……"
"Hello, my name is Barbara Gordon. Have we met?"
The blond loli who was sitting aside also stood up and extended a hand to Lynn.
"Ah, hello hello hello. Constantine is my middle name."
Lin En stretched out both his left and right hands, crossed and shook hands with the two.
Afterwards, he looked at Gordon who was standing behind the desk with his hips on his hips and pulled his face, and then at Gordon's daughter Barbara. He couldn't help thinking that Gordon looked like a professional killer, with a stern expression on his face. Serious and nervous, he didn't expect his daughter to be a schoolgirl with glasses.
This age is estimated to be in his 20s, and he is two or three years older than Lynn. How could he get involved with Bruce Wayne, who is in his 30s...
"Well, Barbara, right? I want to ask you..."
As soon as the "interested" expression appeared on Lynn's face, Gordon felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
It's not that he thinks Lynn will have any unreasonable thoughts about his daughter, Gordon just simply feels that anything Lynn might be interested in, first of all, it is absolutely impossible to be a good thing.
Secondly, if you talk to Lynn a few more times, you may be infected with some kind of madness.
Look at those people who have come into contact with Lynn, which one has it.
Have to guard against.
"Issa, Barbara, you go home first, I still have some... things to talk to Lynn about at work. I will go home for dinner today."
In a hurry, he interrupted Lynn's question. Gordon saw Lynn's staring eyes and raised mouth corners looking towards him, and he felt guilty in his heart...
Lynn...you don't know where Barbara is...
Thinking in his head, he had already walked out of his desk, walked behind Issa, handed her the bag, put one hand on her shoulder and the other on Barbara's back, and pushed hard towards the bag. Push out.
Issa looked at her husband and shook her head helplessly.
As a husband and wife for many years, although Gordon has a very strict tongue, he hardly talks about work at home, and rarely mentions those superpowers flying around, but as one of Gordon's friends, "Allies and career How could the name Lynn not appear in his complaints?
However, perhaps in order not to make her worry and think about something, Gordon never mentioned specific things, but just said what trouble Lynn caused and so on.
Also as a Gotham person, since he knew the name Lynn, how could Issa not pay attention to this name.
She also has some understanding of Lynn's "evaluation" and legends.
If you can't see the mysterious Batman, it's good to see Lynn, at least you shouldn't be so rude and leave like running away.
"Gordon, it's rude of you to be like this. Although we are friends, we can't..."
As soon as Issa walked out the door, he pretended to be unhappy and said something to Gordon, but before he finished speaking, Gordon interrupted him seriously.
"Issa, I'm not joking, and you, Barbara, listen up, Lynn..."
Gordon hesitated, pondering over the vocabulary, trying to find a less derogatory vocabulary that could be both truthful and a warning to them, and at the same time describe Lynn well.
He failed.
He told the truth: "Lin En is a monster and a mental patient. You'd better not inquire about Lin En's affairs, and stay as far away from him as possible, otherwise you will be infected. Do you hear me?"
"I heard!"
Lynn yelled strangely through a door in the house: "You speak ill of me! You're out of tea!"
Gordon covered his forehead in pain, and stared at Barbara and Issa with his eyes: Look, this is the proof.
"Let's go, I'm going home for dinner today."
Gordon was still worrying about how to deal with Lynn in the house, and greeted another news that Lynn brought that he didn't know good or bad, but it must have been shocking enough.
He didn't see that his daughter Barbara, who was walking down the stairs, kept walking and looking back, looking thoughtful.
"call……"
After taking a deep breath and preparing himself enough, Gordon closed his eyes forcefully and then opened them again, twisted the doorknob, opened the door and walked in.
Then, he saw Lynn in his office, holding the stove and pouring tea into the pot.
"you……"
"Tea egg, do you want to eat it?"
"My Nierjili black tea!!"
…………
Five minutes later, Gordon's face was decayed, numb, and painful, but it was not reflected in his expression at all, but reflected in every movement of peeling tea eggs. Slowly, slowly, and unconsciously, the boiled The tea eggs were chewed hard and hard.
"Sorry……"
Lynn sat on the ground with a vivid expression: "It's because I didn't control the heat properly!"
"That's not a question of whether it's hot or not!!! Sigh..."
Sweeping the broken shells of the tea eggs on the table to the ground, Gordon was neither sad nor happy: "Tell me, you are here again, who did you entrust to kill me?"
"Hey~! How can you say that. Why can't I just come and see my old friend.
Here you go, apologizing.This is a good thing, Monkey King tea, you haven't had it, have you? "
The corners of Gordon's brows couldn't stop beating: "Something... talk about something..."
"Oh, nothing."
Lynn cracked a tea egg on the table with a clatter, peeled it slowly, and said while peeling: "I just want to tell you, the little cripple who attacked your police station last time, that penguin, Cobo Hey, he's going to be the talk of Gotham, and I'm helping him out.
Have you seen!Uncle Lin peeled these tea eggs! "
Not at all interested in the long strip of shell casings that Lynn lifted up the tea eggs to show him, Gordon first went through in his mind who Lynn said was the person, and then contacted Lynn after he had a basic memory.
Then he was shocked, and the expression on his face came back to life.
They were all scared.
"Lynn, this is not a joke, you should know what you are talking about!"
Lynn still had a face full of indifference, as if there was only that tea egg left in his world: "Of course I know.
This means...in the not-too-distant future, Cobot's salary will be more than yours..."
"I didn't mean that!"
Gordon stood up as soon as he slapped the table: "Lynn! You are joking with the lives of the people of Gotham!"
Lynn smiled.
"Hahaha, people want to choose by themselves, everything is done reasonably and legally according to the law you respect.
Why are you not happy. "
Gordon was at a loss for words for a while, and he also lost his mood for a while, but then he frowned again: "That's different, Lynn, you and I both know that that guy is a criminal!
I have known him from a long time ago, Lynn, you have not lived the life of an ordinary person, you can't imagine that an ordinary person like him, who is not even up to the standard of ordinary people, wants to go step by step From a gangster at the bottom to his current position, he has become one of Gotham's biggest underground gangsters. What will he do, how many people will he betray, how many people will he kill!
Lynn, if you try to control him, you're making a huge mistake. "
"what?"
Lynn's dismissive look was in stark contrast to Gordon's seriousness.
At this time, the light slanted into the room through the gaps in the shutters, with mottled patches and scattered lines, hitting Lynn and Gordon's faces flickering and flickering.
With a dark desk as the line, Gordon and Lynn were separated on both sides. Gordon stood, propped up the table with his hands, and looked down at Lynn from a height. The smooth lens on the bridge of his nose reflected the sunlight outside the window. Breathing heavily, flickering.
Lynn was on the right side of the table, reclining on the chair, with one hand resting on his chin, and the other hand gently "stroking" the flowing light, as if he wanted to catch these frantic lights in his hands.
The wind stopped blowing, and the shutters stopped fluttering up and down.
Lynn suddenly withdrew the holding hand, stretched out his fingers, and let the segmented sunlight rest on the fingers.
"The biggest mistake I ever made was that I shouldn't go to RT-Mart to kill fish."
"……what?"
This time, it was Gordon's turn to be puzzled and speechless.
"I didn't live a normal life? So how did I grow up.
I have lived more than I have lived, I have failed too much, I...
Let's not talk about this.
Does life in Gotham have anything to do with the word ordinary? "
The outstretched fingers slid down, missed the light, and slipped into less bright places.
Lynn continued: "People in this place will either come to the police station as victims to take statements. Or they will come to the police station to take statements as perpetrators.
Gotham's police station has expanded three times since you took office, and Arkham has expanded six times. Gotham has become a well-known crime capital. What do you want to protect and respect?
law?
Gotham? !law? !Then when I want to talk about the law with you, you are not willing to talk about it. "
Lynn's speech was fast, but his tone was very flat, as if he was talking about something completely related to himself.
"Who killed my uncle, who put the blame on me and got me into Arkham. Why don't you talk, don't you know, I don't believe it."
"Lynn..."
There was apology and self-blame on Gordon's face. Before he could speak, Lynn interrupted him again: "I didn't blame you. Why are you good people one by one...
Isn't the thing you are best at doing wronging yourself?
With your state of mind, how can you mess around in Gotham~
Arden~~~"
Who is Arden?
Before Gordon could react, Lynn, who swooped up, grabbed his shoulders.
"Facts have proved that your method is useless.
Then who, the old bat, isn't he an old bat from the beginning, isn't he from the second generation of rich people?
He wanted to save Gotham as Bruce Wayne, and he lost so badly~ The unlucky kid ran away from home, almost went to the temple and became a monk, how about it?Didn't you join them in the end, and chose to use more physical means to control violence with violence~
old board..."
"Call me Gordon, the old man in your mouth... I always feel that you are saying something impolite."
Fine.
Lynn smacked her lips, let go of Gordon's arm... and switched to another arm.
At this moment, Lynn and Gordon are in a misplaced embrace, with Lynn's left shoulder touching Gordon's right shoulder.
His voice sounded again: "What will become of Gotham, there are reasons far beyond what you and I understand, so don't rush to ask this.
I can't give you an answer right now that you can understand.
But at least, you want to change Gotham, you want Gotham to have order and rules, and you want the people here to stop wandering on the edge of darkness...
Then, let's try another way of thinking..."
Next, Lynn told Mr. Gordon, the head of the Gotham Police Department, about many classic Hong Kong movies he had seen before, about the plots of police and gangsters restraining each other to stabilize the basic social order.
The focus is on [Infernal Affairs] and the remake of [New World].
With Gordon's intelligence, he certainly understood what Lynn meant.
If you "translate" it, it's nothing more than using violence to control violence.
However, the partner Lynn chose this time is more dangerous. He is not a gangster or an undercover agent who infiltrates the enemy. He is the talker of a gang.
Moreover, what they have to pay, and the position they want to trade out, is not three years and three years, but the position of the talker of Gotham.
"Lynn, I just have one question for you."
Gordon seemed to be persuaded by Lynn, and he began to loosen. Maybe he already knew that what Lynn wanted to do, he would do it no matter what, and no one else could persuade him.
Putting his hands on the table again, Gordon was still looking down at Lynn: "Your idea is likely to create the most powerful, most lawless, and most invincible criminal in Gotham history. If things don't As you expected, so what to do."
How to do?
Lynn wanted to say: It's none of my business, isn't that your business.
Considering Gordon's age and possible heart disease, Lynn restrained himself a bit.
He spread his hands, and the sunlight from the blinds shone on his bright smiling face: "You got a question wrong, my dear friend, Gordon.
Gotham's most powerful and unstoppable criminal ever...
it's me.
Isn't it~"
Standing up and patting Gordon on the shoulder, Lynn said slowly and softly, "The new world has already arrived~"
(End of this chapter)