Compliance with rules

Zi Liang stuck his hand into his messy hair and scratched it ferociously.

"This version of Gotham City, it doesn't feel right, is the 'compass' out of order?"

He chattered and began tapping the notebook in his hand as hard as if he was knocking on a television set that had suddenly lost its signal. But in the end, there was nothing to do, but sighed and put it in his pocket.

Then, Ziliang stomped the ground with his feet and let the chair slide in front of a hostage ...

After such a period of time, everyone has also made it clear that as long as they cooperate, this doctor in a white coat will not kill anyone, so when they saw Zilian's action, everyone just subconsciously cringed and did not let out any screams.

"Man, got a cigarette?" Zi Liang asked.

In front of him, is a typical office worker, suit, tie, fat, thank you, blue lips, gray nails, generally see such a person, you go to ask him to have a cigarette, eight out of ten will say yes, the remaining two said no, is that people do not want to give you.

Sure enough, the man immediately nodded, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, the whole handed to Ziliang.

Ziliang also very nonchalantly put this whole pack into his pocket, then lit with his own lighter and took a deep puff.

"Do you know Mr. Bruce Wayne?" He asked.

"Bruce Wayne ...," the office worker repeated, as if searching his memory for a contraption he hadn't used in a long time: "Ah! Of course I know him, but he's dead, dead for years."

Ziliang's face instantly depressed, and then bitter and bitter fiercely sip a cigarette, this puff raw let him sip out of the laborious folk after being owed wages decadent feeling.

To be honest, in this world for three months, every day there are robberies, murders, explosions, and so on, he thought that the daily routine here is this way, plus Ziliang all day lazy in their own that small hospital, he really until now only found that the original called "Bruce Vine" man has died ...

Of course, the reason why this should have been discovered long ago, only now to understand, because Ziliang this person itself is not so understanding of "Gotham", he experienced too many worlds, simply do not have the heart to figure out one of them - in fact, he only half a month ago, from the notebook vaguely know, a rich man called Bruce Wayne, in fact, is the self-proclaimed "Batman" strange man.

...

A little more time passed.

Soon, a phone rang. Ziliang a slip, came to another person, the person also very cooperative handed over the phone.

Zi Liang picked up the phone: "Hello, hello."

"Hello Ziliang, this is the chief of the Gotham Police Department police station, Jim Gordon." A very deep male voice came over the phone.

"Ahhh, I've really heard a lot about you." Ziliang said lazily.

The words just fell!

"Bang!" The sound of a gunshot.

"Aaaaahhhhhh-" The crowd started to riot again.

"Bastard! What are you doing?" Chief Gordon was taken aback, his voice sounding furious and alarmed.

After Zi Liang discerned the sound of gunfire and shouting coming from the other man's microphone, he nodded with satisfaction, "Oh, nothing, I'm just making sure you're really out there."

"You ... well, don't be doing this kind of thing!" Gordon said with suppressed anger: "I have understood the general situation from the mouth of Officer Hill, you are a smart man, so you should already understand that you can not escape, since so far you have not killed anyone and have not caused any damage, so as long as you surrender, I can guarantee to plead with the judge for you and give you the minimum sentence!" He spoke in a sincere tone, and deliberately lowered the tone of his voice to create the atmosphere of "this thief is reliable".

"Ah, thank you for your kindness." Ziliang chattered: "But I do not want to take your favor, and now you have to make it clear, here I say it."

"Okay, you're in charge." Chief Gordon said in a deep voice, in fact, he also knows very well that those promises just now will not bring any change in the situation, in fact, as long as a little brain robbers know, as long as there is no hostage as a bargaining chip, all the promises of the police is almost all bullshit: "So now I have come here as you want, you also have to show a little sincerity. "

"Hahahaha-" Ziliang suddenly laughed: "You really are an insider, good, go ahead."

"I need to confirm the safety of the hostages!"

"Of course." Zi Liang said, "And I'm not only going to tell you the safety of the hostages, I'll also release them directly."

"What!" Such a reply was a shock to Chief Gordon, and for a moment, he thought he had heard wrong.

"Yes, you heard me right, I will release the hostages, just give me a little time to prepare for the preparation, and in the meantime, you also have to ensure that you stay honestly and do not break the rules, that's all ... then, goodbye." With that said, the phone was immediately hung up.

All the guards were made to look at each other by this sudden shift, and none of them seemed to have expected that the robbery would be solved so smoothly.

...

...

About 5 minutes later.

With a sudden creaking sound, the original closed door of the bank opened.

At the same time, the sight in front of them made everyone slightly amazed, they saw a man kneeling inside the door, wearing a police uniform, his head was buckled with a paper bag for money, his hands were tied, and a sign was hanging on his chest with a number: "31" written on it. There was a small line below, but it was a little far away, so it was not very clear.

"Binoculars, binoculars!" Chief Gordon yelled.

The person next to him panicked and hurriedly brought over a telescope, Gordon immediately put it in front of his eyes to look at the note on the chest of the hostage, the large "31" below, written - [please call me] such words.

"Damn, what the hell is this bastard up to?" Gordon cursed to himself, then picked up the phone and immediately dialed the number again ...

The call was quickly answered, and Ziliang's voice came from inside: "Hi, Chief Gordon, the hostage you want."

Gordon pressed his voice: "It's just one person, I want to make sure all the hostages are safe, and you said that you will release them!"

"Got it, got it ..." Ziliang said in an impatient tone, then suddenly raised his voice: "Okay, the one at the door, you can go now!"