Chapter 33: Next Target: Mafia Leader Maroni (3/5)

Unknowingly, three days have passed, and the police in Gotham City really found bombs in hospitals, bridges and other places, and even found time bombs in the ships used by Gotham City to exchange supplies and transport personnel with the outside world.

And the clown seemed to have evaporated in the past few days, without any other actions.

In the Gotham Police Department, several small police officers are reporting to James Gordon about their work.

"The bomb on the bridge has been defused."

"Good job."

Gordon nodded. The wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have become more obvious and deep these days, and his bloodshot eyes were full of tiredness. Although they and the police successfully destroyed the clown's plan, as long as the clown does not get caught for a day, They just can't sleep well.

No one knows how the clown will return to the public eye.

"Director Gordon...how on earth do you know where the clown will plant bombs?"

asked a policeman, then leaned forward and his voice became a smile,

"Is it Batman?"

"No, it's not Batman's message this time."

Gordon said,

"But there are people helping us."

Gordon's voice was so loud that almost the entire police station could hear it.

"Who is that?"

"No comment."

Gordon shook his shoulders and spread his hands.

After the other subordinates left, Gordon returned to the office.

"Mr. Ye Du, he really predicted the clown's every move."

Gordon took off his glasses and gently rubbed his temples,

"Mr. Ye Du, what are you doing now?"

. . . . . .

Gotham City's largest nightclub.

The Gothic building painted with thick milky white; flashing neon lights, it is extremely elegant to mix a glass of colorful cocktails, the white dove piercing the sky, the bartender gently swayed his body, sharply Breaking through the clouds suddenly.

The gorgeous lights hit the wriggling crowd, the mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the music was turned up to the maximum, almost deafening people's ears, men and women were crazily twisting their bodies on the dance floor, Stepping on the dance steps to the beat of the music, the glamorously dressed women laughed and mingled with the men, using frivolous words to tease the opposite sex who couldn't control themselves.

Outside the lights and bustle, a man in a white suit was sitting in the darkness, his face was full of melancholy, his empty eyes were cast on the dance floor, and his thoughts had already flown to nowhere. Around him, were Countless heavily armed bodyguards.

He is Maroney, one of the biggest gang leaders in Gotham City.

The loud music turned his thoughts back and forth. He picked up the wine glass beside him and wanted to take a sip, but found that his hands were shaking violently.

"damn it!"

He cursed, and threw the glass on the ground, smashing it to pieces,

"Damn clown!"

Once, it was they who had to hire clowns of unknown origin in order to deal with Batman and Harvey Dent—but the gang completely underestimated the power of clowns, and other leaders who disobeyed his ideas were killed, and Now I also have to obey the clown's orders. Once I make the other party unhappy, I may die unexpectedly, and many of my subordinates choose to take refuge in the clown.

The plan to kill Harvey Dent and Batman did not succeed. Although the clown escaped from prison and his whereabouts are unknown, he has been secretly ordering Maroni or other gangsters to carry out some strange tasks in various places. Bombs were planted—but the police dismantled them like prophets.

"How on earth did the police know? Besides, what the clown is going to do is definitely not as simple as blowing up a few hospital bridges."

Maroni stood up. Although he hadn't known the clown for a long time, he knew that the clown was definitely not someone who could only make one plan based on his intuition.

He must have bigger plans.

"Mr. Maloney."

At this time, a subordinate came to his side,

"According to the informant at the police station, someone was helping them secretly, so the location of the bomb was exposed, and that person was not Batman."

"It's not Batman? Who is that? Check it out for me, you must find it out!"

Maroney ordered angrily.

After his men left, he fell into thinking again,

"The location where the bomb was installed was arranged by the clown. This guy is a lunatic at all. His thinking is not normal at all. How on earth did the guy who helped the police guess the clown's actions... There are traitors? No, It's impossible for anyone to dare to go against the clown's idea now. Could it be that there is an undercover agent? It's also impossible. I have planted moles in various places in the police. If there is an undercover operation, I will definitely know it. What's going on here... ..."

At this moment, Maroni heard a rustling sound, as if something was wriggling.

"Hello, Mr. Maloney."

A completely unfamiliar voice sounded from behind Maroni, which made him turn pale with fright. The bodyguard beside him was also in a hurry, and he clumsily took out his pistol.

Because a man suddenly appeared in front of them, they didn't see how the other party got here at all.

"My name is Ye Du, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."