Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

Chapter 8 Perhaps, I need a helper.



Chapter 8 Perhaps, I need a helper.

The night is silent, no matter how noisy other areas are, at least in the area around the Brooklyn Police Headquarters, the night has fallen into silence.

Colin rubbed his slightly red and swollen eyes, and bent over his desk again to sort out several recent crime reports.

Colleagues have already left work, for the meager overtime pay, or for the "poor" sense of responsibility in his heart, Colin chose to stay in the police station to work overtime tonight, and this situation seems to be It has been going on for a long time.

A faint light came from the window, which was very dazzling in the night.

As if he had a premonition, Colin suddenly stopped what he was doing, and at the same time quickly but softly reached for the drawer where the gun was stored with his right hand.

"Relax, Colin, if I were you, I wouldn't continue to do that now... Take your hand up and put it where I can see it."

A strange, deep male voice sounded.

It seems, in an empty hallway!

In a blink of an eye, the lights in the house went out, and darkness also took the opportunity to flood into this small room. Colin's pupils shrank, and he looked at the "huge" black shadow that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who are you……"

"I said, stop the movement of your hands."

Seeing that a Somi submachine gun was almost on the tip of his nose, Colin reluctantly took his right hand out of the drawer, along with his matching gun.

"boom!"

A huge "meat lump" was thrown onto his desk by the shadow, but it remained motionless, as if he had passed out. Colin frowned and leaned back quietly.

"Scott, on the surface is the biggest drug lord in Brooklyn... At least I thought so before tonight, but just now on the way here, I took some 'interesting' content out of his mouth. "

The Suomi submachine gun was taken back by the shadow, and Colin breathed a sigh of relief. In the darkness, the shadow handed something like a thick notebook in front of him again.

"Evidence of some of the shitty things Scott has done over the years, and some of the correspondence between them scum, is in there, and I think you know what to do."

Colin took the heavy notebook suspiciously, but the black figure turned around and walked out, as if he wanted to leave directly!
"Hey, I mean, who the hell are you? And, is this guy really Scott? Sorry, I don't mean to doubt you, you know, Scott has hundreds of boys..."

"I'm the one you've been looking for, and the dregs of Brooklyn, the one you fear the most, Colin, you know who I am."

As soon as the words were finished, the black shadow flashed out of the room. Seeing this, Colin picked up his gun and rushed out of the office hut.

The window at the end of the corridor was wide open, and the night wind gushed into the room from the open window. Colin shook off the thin hat on his head that was blown by the wind, and ran over in a few strides.

The black wings glided and flashed in the night sky, and the figure quickly disappeared in the darkness, as if it had never been there before, but the notebook in his hand and the cold sweat on his back told Colin that the scene just now was true!

"Bats...they really didn't lie, they really were bats, you came from the dark..."

Standing in front of the window, Colin muttered to himself, but his right hand was in his pocket, tightly holding the bat dart.

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"Steve? God...Steve!!!"

"Ah! What, what's the matter?"

The brown-haired young man snatched the newspaper from his friend, rubbed his chin and said to himself, "Don't answer me so many times, let me see what you're reading..."

"Brooklyn reproduces the magical bat dart, Scott is finally arrested, or will face trial... Come on, why are you interested in these contents all day long?"

Steve Rogers straightened his face, and said to James Barnes, also known as "Buck", solemnly: "As an American citizen, I think it is what we should do to pay attention to current events happening around us. What's more..."

"Oh please...Bruce! I'm hungry!"

Holding a kitchen knife, Li Yue leaned out half of his body from the kitchen, and said to the two "bad friends" who were sitting on the sofa at this time: "Buck, if you dare to make noise in my living room again, I will let you Make your own dinner today~Steve, and you, stop nagging!"

After speaking, without waiting for the two of them to express anything, Li Yue took the kitchen knife and made a silent "cut down" movement. Now, the two people on the sofa really didn't dare to make trouble anymore. He quietly collapsed back on the sofa.

Seeing this, Li Yue retreated back to the kitchen.

"Master, it's too salty."

Wearing an apron, Alfred who was shaking the pot and spoon unhurriedly said so.

After hearing this, Li Yue quickly scooped a spoonful of salt into the soup on the other side.

Alfred stopped what he was doing, and just looked at Li Yue quietly, making his heart shudder.

"I'm talking about the salt in the dishes I made, sir, not the soup."

Li Yue still kept holding the salt spoon, and smiled at Alfred with some embarrassment.

There are still many things he can't do, at least for the past ten years, because Ah Fu has been cooking, so since he made a request to learn how to cook some time ago, similar situations always appear in the kitchen... …

But this kind of life is quite fulfilling, for example, adding trouble to Ah Fu every day, eh, no, it’s helping!

"Isn't there any risk in doing this, sir?"

Li Yue was mixing a dish of vegetables clumsily. When he heard Ah Fu's sudden question, he was taken aback for a moment, but then shook his head with a smile.

"No, just as he has been trying to figure out my motives, haven't we been watching him for a long time? Besides..."

Li Yue put the mixed dishes aside, turned his head, looked at Alfred, sighed softly and said: "Personal strength is still too small after all, I need the help of the police system, and I also need help from the police system." One, who can cooperate with me, belongs to my 'Director Gordon', doesn't it?"

Alfred smiled noncommittally.

"Maybe, I need a helper, and he happens to be a very good helper..."

(End of this chapter)


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