“Merlin:”

"I promised you that I will find the truth about Richard and Mary's murder. So far, I have not found much information. The group's activities are very low-key and secret. It is a very tricky opponent."

"But they still made some mistakes. I've found the channels for the whereabouts of Richard and Mary. But I can't be sure if the clues I found are true or if those people deliberately left us misleading, but I think it's worth our time to investigate no matter what the truth is."

"According to my search, all the clues left behind pointed to an ancient organization, an organization called "Assassin League" or "Shadow Warrior League."

"Hill should have told you about the Batman that appeared in Philadelphia and Chicago. Those Batman were manipulated to attack certain targets. Natasha brought back a lot of useful news. I will sort out these news for you now."

"First of all, the several places attacked by the Batman were all local large gang strongholds. They cruelly killed everyone in those strongholds in a 'airdrop' way."

"Secondly, those bat men didn't disappear. After attacking Philadelphia and Chicago, their third target was Gotham City on the East Coast, but they seemed to have suffered some unexplained failures there."

"In the end, after the local gangs were destroyed, another force quickly took over the vacancy they left. At first I suspected that it was the work of the Ten Rings, but later I found that there was also the shadow of the Assassin Alliance behind this incident."

"This is the most obvious thing we can find in recent years that is related to the Assassin League. So, if you are chasing the Assassin League, you may be able to check it out from Gotham, but be careful, that place has been a place of right and wrong since more than a decade ago."

Fritz's content was rolling in Merlin's mind.

These Batmen currently do not seem to have a direct connection with Hydra, but if they are related to Richard and Mary's death, it means Merlin must settle the matter with his own hands.

He opened his eyes and swirled his office chair to the rear, and on the wall behind him, there was a map of the East Coast.

He looked at a city on the northern coast of the map and said:

"Gotham Mabruce seems to be born there."

"I don't know, how he is now."

A few seconds later, Merlin sent an email to Fury's email, saying that he would take his annual leave in advance and go to Maldives for a trip.

In less than 10 seconds, Fury's reply came.

There is only one very simple answer.

"agree."

Looking at the answer, Merlin smiled, he took out his cell phone and dialed Colson's number:

"Hey, Colson, I'm going to take a leave in the next half month. The department command is temporarily handed over to you, just like before. Also, please book a ticket to leave New York tonight."

After calling, Merlin looked at the time and it was 6 o'clock in the afternoon. Well, it was time to get off work.

He turned off the computer, stood up, stretched his body in the office, then returned home with the shapeshift spell, changed into a more formal dress, and drove to Mick's small hall.

This afternoon, he and Agent Hill have a meal together.

Speaking of Hill

Merlin doesn't hate this girl, but SHIELD does not allow employees to fall in love, so this dinner is actually more thanks to Hill for bringing him back from Afghanistan.

Facts have proved that when Merlin needs help, his friend Hill will be a very qualified helper.

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One day later, a cargo ship stopped in the dock area of ​​Gotham City. While the dock workers were busy preparing to unload, Merlin slowly walked down the gangway from the cargo ship.

He walked among the crowd, but no one noticed him.

It's like an invisible ghost.

Meilin observed the pier in front of her. It was noon, and people came and went on the pier, which looked very lively and prosperous. However, the dilapidated warehouses around the pier and the gloomy weather in the sky all gave the city in front of Meilin a layer of gloomy color.

This is his first time in Gotham.

To be honest, the first impression this city left on him was terrible.

In the corner of the pier, Merlin turned into a black raven, flapping her wings and flying over this cold city. In just over a dozen minutes from the pier to the city, Merlin witnessed five robberies.

Hell, is this the criminals in this city so rampant in broad daylight?

This made Merlin frown.

But it's not his business, he came to Gotham for more important things.

"Woooooo"

In a sharp chirping, Merlin gathered her wings and, according to the address given to him by Fury, landed lightly on the top of an abandoned building on the edge of the city.

The building was burned by fire, and the exterior walls became dark, and the interior was filled with the unpleasant smell after the flames were burned. The fire seemed to be very large, burning the houses around the building to a terrible sight. The disaster that happened a few months ago made the neighborhood not recover until now, and the area where it was in sight was withered.

This is the last place for those Batman events in Gotham.

Merlin tilted his head. In the bird's vision, he swept through the surrounding environment. After confirming that there was no one else, Merlin raised his wings and fell into the burned building. In the miserable darkness, the light of the Transformation Curse shone and he returned to his human form.

"Woooooo"

The dark red spirit raven Victor appeared on Merlin's arm, and Merlin said to his pet:

"Go around and see if someone comes to let me know."

"Woooooo"

Victor screamed, spread his wings and rushed into the sky.

After all this, Merlin pushed his glasses and began to look for clues he needed in the destroyed building.

But to be honest, the result was disappointing.

The building was obviously "cleaned up". Merlin found some traces of battle below the floor. On the burning and blackened walls, there were obvious bullet holes and claw marks similar to those left by animals, as well as some marks of sharp blades.

Merlin squatted on the ground, and he stretched out his hand and pushed away the remaining ashes on the ground. In the sight of spiritual vision, Merlin could sense the remains left by some of the creatures in these ashes after they were burned.

But relying solely on these wreckage, we cannot find the information he needs.

"So, who did the bat men who killed that day?"

Merlin thought in the ruins.

"It is obvious that a big war has happened here, and more than one person has participated. This should be a stronghold for the gangsters. If you can find those surviving guys or some witnesses of the night, maybe you can find something interesting."

He looked around and saw that there was nothing good about this building covered with ashes.

Merlin walked to the window, he identified the direction, and then, in the light of the Transformation Curse, a black raven quietly swept into the gloomy sky of Gotham City.

A few minutes later, Merlin landed in the alley behind Gotham Police Station.

It is a good choice to investigate such attacks in cities starting with the police station’s files.

He draped the shadows on his body, and then opened the back door of the police station with a unlocking spell. Surrounded by hundreds of busy police officers, Merlin slipped into the police station's archive room slowly and without any obstacles.

"It should be the month."

Merlin looked at the iron cabinet where the information was stored in front of him. He found all the case files for that month in order of time. But what surprised Merlin was that on the day of the Batman attack, except for some common information about theft and robbery, there was no trace of the battle that night except for a few records of fire.

It's as if it doesn't exist at all.

“What’s wrong.”

Merlin looked at the file in front of him and said softly:

"Unless the police in this city are blind and deaf, or are there other forces who interfere with this matter?"

He picked up the fire report and looked at it.

This way of recording the day to steal and change the day is like a cover-up technique that the official has always used. Merlin glanced at the submitter of the fire report.

"Supervisor James Gordon?"

Merlin waved his hand and threw the files back into the filing cabinet. He moved his fingers and felt that he needed to "talk" with the Chief Gordon.

Gotham is a very bad place.

It is a bustling city on the surface, but under its bright appearance, the city has long emitted a detrimental odor that is despicable.

Hell really exists, it is in the slums after slums in Gotham.

Unbearable poverty and hopeless life will prompt many people to take risks, and for Gotham, this is a normal way of life. People who steal in this city are not to become rich, but many of them are to live in the worst way.

What's even more terrible is that the bureaucratic system, which was originally used to maintain urban order, fell under the golden bullet attack of those guys who had a lot of wealth but could be called unkind.

No one in the upper class pays attention to the sufferings of lower classes in life. In the night of bright lights and wine, what is hidden is a real sin city.

From this perspective, it is difficult to find the same hell on earth as Gotham in this world.

And in such a place, being an upright policeman is really difficult, and it can be said to be quite difficult.

But where darkness exists, there must be a group of people who yearn for light.

James Gordon is one of them. He was born in Gotham and grew up in Gotham. He became a policeman here. He did not accept bribes, was not afraid of threats, and relied on courage and ability to step by step into the position of sheriff.

But this is also the end of his career.

In a system where corruption is popular, it is difficult for an upright person to become the "partner" of others. Being excluded by colleagues is the easiest challenge.

In the afternoon, Sheriff James Gordon returned to his apartment with his tired body. Recently, there was no difference between the past ten years and the previous decade. They were all the same bad. Various thefts, robberies and murders were Sheriff Gordon's daily work. Moreover, due to the inaction of his colleagues, Sheriff Gordon has maintained a high-intensity work all year round.

This made him in his 40s and when he was young and strong, he had gray-white hair early on and looked vicissitudes.

He opened the door of the room with a box of pizza and heard his daughter's cheerful laughter, which made Director Gordon's tired face appear a smile.

Barbara is his only daughter, 15 years old, and he has a young son who is boarded at school, James Gordon Jr.

These two people are the most important pillars of Gordon's life. In a sense, Gordon fought hard in Gotham's hell, trying to maintain the last ray of light in the city, and also for his own children.
To be continued...