A long time ago, an old man once made such a metaphor... He said that Gotham is like a kite swaying in a storm. The string of the kite is already unbearable. It will sooner or later break, and the whole city will eventually fly into chaos.

It's just a breeze.

This gust may have come later, or earlier, but it doesn't matter.

Because this is the inevitable ending.

......

And when I woke up in the morning of the next day.

This breeze has arrived quietly.

......

At half past eight, traffic was congested on No. 79, Gotham City, a main road in Gotham City, which is opposite the Wayne Building, and most businesses in the city are on branches of this section.

Therefore, almost every morning, the dense car ringing and the insults of the angry landlords will be a program that will inevitably be staged here.

And today's program list has added another one.

A huge tanker drove onto the main road from a bypass, and then suddenly lost control before the third traffic light, crossing the center of the intersection.

Then... the traffic on No. 79 Street was easily in chaos.

Of course, Gotham is a metropolis after all. The transportation department quickly mobilized police force and introduced vehicles that had not been involved in this congestion to other sections of the road.

Therefore, some surrounding streets were suddenly filled with cars.

Among them, there is the street where [Gotham City Police Station] is located.

...But no one can do anything about traffic, so the people in the police station did not notice that the entire neighborhood they were in was gradually surrounded by some vehicles of unknown origin.

......

At 10:15, the traffic was slightly relieved, but there was still chaos in the Gotham Police Station.

Due to traffic jams, some quarrels will inevitably occur. About a dozen pairs of citizens beat the police station from the street to the police station. Several beaten their heads and bloodshot. Even when recording confessions, they did not stop, which made the police urge to handcuff them.

That's not all. Just when this group of people were in a panic, the two gang members on the street clashed and even used guns.

This level of conflict is no longer something that the nearby small branch can handle, so in desperation, the police station had to drive a small passage in the congested traffic, sending a few cars and most police motorcycles to deal with it.

However, at this time, in the other direction of the gang fighting, three consecutive calls were received. One was a large supermarket robbed, one heard gunfire and screams on the roof, and finally, several floating corpses were found on the bank of the lakeside in the suburbs of the city.

Well, there is another case that has no big news, but once it appears, it has to be taken seriously. In fact, every month, the Gotham Police Station always received a lot of such reports, but I don’t know if it’s bad luck or what happened. These things have all gathered together today.

But there is no way, police? When encountering such a thing, you can't say that you can't be busy for the time being and let others wait for a while. Fortunately, the police station still has several helicopters to be dispatched. So, three police helicopters were sent to the crime scenes like this.

Very good. On such a chaotic morning, the Gotham police station successfully handled a pile of shit-like cases.

But just when everyone felt that it was finally over, no one noticed that there were a few inconspicuous garbage bags in the police station's trash cans that were not easy to detect.

......

About 40 minutes later... a sudden call kicked off today's carnival.

"Hey, Gotham General Administration..." The operator's name is Mike... Today, the phone in the entire wiring area has been blown up. So he didn't even look at the caller ID and connected the line.

On the phone, a voice with a painful tone came from: "Hey... I am the leader of the 2nd Field Team of the General Administration of the Police Department, police number 55480."

The operator was stunned for a moment. He looked at the power indicator and found that it was not an internal line of the police station. So he subconsciously felt that this should be a prank call.

"This is not a prank call, so please don't hang up." As if he knew what he was thinking, the man on the phone said in a panic: "My four team members in the 2nd team have been hijacked now, and a gun is pressed behind my head. If you hang up the phone, then we will die. Now, what is your private phone number?"

The operator frowned, looked very angry, and then hung up the phone with a bang.

"Is it another harassing call?" An operator next to him twisted his stiff neck and asked.

"Yes...he said he was a policeman and was hijacked." Mike shook his head helplessly, and then waited for the next call to be called in.

At this time... the line of the person next to him was first connected.

"Hey, hello, Gotham Police Department..." the man said.

Then, I don’t know what he heard. Anyway, he turned his head in shock and looked here.

Immediately afterwards, the man seemed to hesitate for a moment......

At this moment, Mike seemed to feel something was wrong.

Soon, my colleague's phone number received a video file.

He subconsciously opened it.

In the video, there are inside a house, four people wearing police uniforms kneeling on the ground, their hands tied up on the back, and at the edge of the picture, one hand holding a phone and sticking it to a policeman's ear.

"Hey... I am the leader of the 2nd Field Team of the General Administration of Police, with police number 55480."

"This is not a prank call, so please don't hang up. The four members of the 2nd team and I have been hijacked now, and a gun is pressed behind my head. If you hang up the phone, then we will die. Now, what is your private phone number?"

In the video, the policeman said in a trembling voice.

But suddenly, the man was obviously stunned: "No, no———"

He began to roar wildly.

But... the hand at the edge of the screen took the phone back without any concern, and then a gun entered the video.

A shot with "Bang!"

The man fell in a pool of blood.

......

Then, the phone was dialed again and then posted it to another policeman's ear...

The video came to an abrupt end.

Mike looked up in disbelief... He looked at his colleagues and looked at him with the same horror.

During this period, his colleague never hung up the call for access, so the person on the phone should have asked him for his number. Because he said in a trembling voice, "My number is 17."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the wiring area was pushed open with a slam. A cleaner rushed in with a pale face, holding a plastic bag in his hand.

“Who is Operator No. 17?”
Chapter completed!