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the richest man in the DC universe

Some people say I am a Frankenstein, some say I am the richest man in the world, some say I am a playboy, some say I am a ghost death... No, those are all wrong. Luke Shall stood in front of the Wall of Origins and said lightly, "I'm just a genius." to read chapters ahead go to https://www.pa treon.com/Lordbritonovels This is a translation and English is not my first language, but I am striving to improve. This fanfic doesn't belong to me I am just translating the novel. original novel link:- https://m.qidian.com/book/1020709230/catalog if you are the original owner and want me to stop translating message me

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Chapter 25

Facts have proved that "good people don't live long, and the evil will last for thousands of years." This sentence still has a certain scientific basis.

Just when the two thought that Adusan was going to die, there was a low cough in the car.

Emily hurriedly opened the car door and dragged people down to check.

"How?"

"And breathing."

Luke shook his head, "I can survive a dozen somersaults, my life is really hard."

"You still said!"

Recalling the shot just now, the anger in the girl's heart rushed directly, "We are here to arrest people, not to kill. We need to use the [Super Weapon]. If you kill him, how will you investigate next?"

"...Let me clarify, that is not a superweapon, but an overload device that emits a stream of negative ion energy. By the way, have you been to university?"

Emily is like a cock stabbed to the heart,

"What do you mean!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean it, in fact, I didn't go to college either..." After a pause, he added, "I didn't graduate from junior high school."

Luke shrugged, "In principle, negative ions are beneficial to carbon-based life, but they have a substantial impact on metals. The purpose of the shot just now was to destroy the drive system of cars and cars, and would not harm Adusan himself. If he died because of this incident, the responsibility should be attributed to the safety performance of the Toyota car, not me, understand?"

"quibble!"

Emily snorted, agreeing with his explanation.

The two worked together to drag the unconscious Adusan into Lamborghini, and Luke took out a shot of cardiotonic from the trunk.

With this, it's hard to die.

At this time, it was already half past two in the morning, and even Nightingale stopped calling.

As Luke drove away, three police cars suddenly appeared at a distant intersection.

Jim Gordon, who had just been promoted to the sheriff's post, dialed Chief Kylian B. Robb.

"Mr. Rob, the man has been found, I need to make one final confirmation. Are you really sure that the man in the car is an internationally wanted criminal?"

A hoarse voice came from the phone, with unconcealable anger,

"Don't question my order, remember, after catching the person, send it directly to the Western Suburb Police Station."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up.

Jim Gordon put down his phone, a gleam of haze flashed in his eyes, the policeman beside him glanced at the captain and muttered softly.

"It's the Western Suburb Police Station again? How many times has it been!"

Jim did not answer, but looked out the window.

"We are all about to become the queen's toilet paper of the gang. Whenever we think of it, we will take it out to wipe our buttocks, and throw it directly into the sewer when we are done, without paying any compensation."

Female police officer Ramires sneered, "That's the big villa where you didn't see the chief's house. You will know where the money is going once you go."

"All right!"

Jim didn't let his opponent go on speaking, took a cigarette from his pocket and took a deep breath.

"Stick up, if you are really wanted, be prepared for battle, if not..." After a pause, he added, "Try not to hurt people."

The three police cars were separated and drove side by side on the road. There were also police cars coming in from behind, flanking them back and forth, completely sealing the road that was not wide.

At the same time, an armed car with the Black Hawk Peugeot was parked on the lawn not far away. The door opened, and a dozen special police officers with live ammunition rushed out, distributed in a fan shape, and surrounded from all sides.

Emily said with an ugly face,

"It seems their goal is us?"

Luke tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, without any emotion on his face.

"How does the police know where we are?"

"This is also something I want to know. The last second we caught Adusan from the drug dealer's den, and the next second the police appeared. It shouldn't have been the drug dealer calling the police!"

"How is it possible? How could a drug dealer turn to the police for help."

The tone of the girl's speech was like her exaggerated expression. Luke smiled and did not speak. He thought he had a clear understanding of the dark side of Gotham City. It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized the original understanding. How shallow it is.

Gotham City is too dark.

Jim Gordon took out the microphone,

"Listen to the people in the car. We are the Gotham City Police Department. There is a case that requires your cooperation in the investigation. Please get out of the car, put your hands behind your head, and don't make any resistance."

Between the talks, the rear vehicle slowly moved forward. Several heavily armed special policemen hid in the grass. The muzzle of the AR15 automatic rifle was aimed at the black Lamborghini. As long as the other party made any unusual moves, he would pull the trigger without hesitation...

The situation suddenly became tense.

The actions of the police were quickly noticed by Emily, who is the FBI. Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, her heart was also raised. In the face of drug dealers, she could shoot and kill without hesitation, because they were damned. , The police are different.

When there is no need, she really doesn't want to conflict with them.

"What should we do?"

"Speak first, then consider doing it."

Luke opened the voice channel and narrated word by word,

"Adusan, Arab-American, the boss of the East China Sea Razor Gang, the supercriminal in charge of the underground drug trade in Gotham City and the Metropolis,

As soon as I caught him, the police came to the door. I'm very curious, who will inform you, drug dealers? "

Adusan, the Razor Gang!

Hearing these words, the surrounding police officers instantly changed their faces.

Jim Gordon also frowned and said solemnly.

"Sir, please get out of the car for inspection. We will guarantee your personal safety."

"Adusan's car is on the grass not far away, Toyota off-road vehicle, the license plate number is 056XKRW, you can check it out."

Ramiris stepped forward,

"I just sent a text message. It was indeed Adusan's car. The body of the car was seriously damaged. No one was found. It should have been taken away."

The person next to him answered, "Is it, Batman?"

Ramires sarcastically said, "Otherwise, Yiluo's personality, if it weren't for an emergency, how could he mobilize criminal police and special police at 2:30 in the morning... to rescue a drug lord!"

This sentence was too harsh, and Jim Gordon, who had always been calm, frowned and gave her a stern look.

"Before the matter is settled, don't jump to conclusions lightly."

"What if it's true?"

Ramiris did not flinch. "If Adusan is really in the car, we will detain them and send them to the Western Suburb Police Station. You know what the result will be."

Everyone was silent, and none of the people sent to the Xijiao Police Station had ever come out.

"team leader!"

Ramires said solemnly, "We can't do this, it's too shameful."

Everyone glanced at each other without talking. As a policeman, they had to take the risk to rescue the heinous drug lords. It was nothing short of a satirical story.

Jim Block waved his hands irritably.

"Hank, take her down, I don't want to listen to her."

Ramiris still wanted to speak, but was dragged aside by Hank and another police officer.

At this time, the cell phone rang, and the secretary called,

"Jim, tell me that the car has been surrounded, why not give an offensive order."

"Something has changed, I..."

"I don't care about changes. I only tell you one thing. The car and the people in the car must stay. This is an order."

Jim opened his mouth and whispered, "I see."