Thirteen, Married Life

Gotham City Police Department.

Sergeant Gordon received a report of a shootout in an apartment complex near City Hall, with casualties.

Upon hearing the news, Sergeant Gordon immediately led a group of special police officers to the scene.

"God, these people died so badly..."

Looking at the broken limbs and remains all over the floor, Police Officer John, the assistant of Police Chief Gordon, almost vomited.

Sergeant Gordon looked stern.

Because of this scene, they had already seen it once at the pier.

"The Black Knight did it. The body at the pier was sent to the forensic medical examiner before. The Black Knight may have mastered some kind of laser weapon that can cut people alive."

Sergeant Gordon suppressed the discomfort in his heart. He looked up the corridor, "From the traces of the battle, it seems that the black knight encountered this group of people from above. John, take a few people up with me to have a look."

"clear."

Officer John waved his hand behind him, and a dozen special police officers followed Officer Gordon all the way up the stairs of the apartment.

Every time he walked through a floor, Sergeant Gordon would visit every household on the floor and make some simple inquiries and investigations.

When the gun battle broke out, most people were asleep. They were awakened by the sudden sound of gun battle and grenades.

When Sergeant Gordon led people to question these residents, everyone expressed that they knew nothing about today's gun battle. In the past, residents would hear gunshots in the middle of the night, but the distance was far away, so they might not be too scared.

However, today's shootout took place downstairs, and the residents of the entire building were terrified, begging the police to send someone to protect them.

"Don't worry, we will strengthen the patrol team to ensure your safety!"

Sergeant Gordon promised, trying to reassure residents.

When they knocked on the next door, a familiar pretty face came into Sergeant Gordon's eyes.

"Rachel?" Sergeant Gordon looked suspiciously at the young female prosecutor in front of him.

Rachel had already seen through the window that the police had arrived here, so she also pretended to be terrified.

"God bless, Sergeant Gordon, you are finally here, I heard gunshots, it's really terrible!"

"Rachel, there was a gunfight downstairs, do you have any clues about it, or did you see any suspicious people?" Sergeant Gordon asked.

Rachel's small eyes showed a frightened expression, like a frightened little white rabbit: "I don't know anything, Sheriff Gordon, I'm preparing tomorrow's lawsuit materials, and suddenly I heard gunshots, I was terrified Oh, my God, what the hell happened downstairs..."

Sergeant Gordon stared at Rachel, "Those are members of gangsters, we preliminarily concluded that the Black Knight killed them, Rachel, the Black Knight appeared near you twice, it can't be a coincidence, did you think Who could this black knight be?"

"What, Black Knight!"

Rachel's voice rose an octave. "Sheriff Gordon, you mean the black knight... he's following me?"

"This possibility is not ruled out." Sergeant Gordon nodded.

Officer John on the side suddenly joked: "Maybe he is your suitor, Ms. Dawes."

Before Rachel could answer, Sergeant Gordon glared at his assistant: "Your joke is too much, John."

After being reprimanded by Sergeant Gordon, Constable John shrugged and continued to take notes for Rachel.

Rachel wiped the eyedrops from the corners of her eyes with her hands, "God, I sure don't know any black knights, Sergeant Gordon, you know me, I hate anyone who tramples on the law, no matter who the black knight is, Gordon Sergeant Deng, please arrest him and sentence him!"

Wife must be sentenced to prison!

What Rachel said was righteous, and Sergeant Gordon had no doubts about him.

After the questioning, Sergeant Gordon said to Rachel: "Considering that you will sue Carmine Falcone tomorrow, follow me to the police safe house today. Before this matter is completely resolved,

I must send someone to keep you safe. "

Gotham City Police Department safe house.

Are you sure that place is safe?

"No, I think I'm fine here, Sheriff Gordon, I think the gang will definitely not come again." Rachel felt that she was the safest here.

At least, Rorschach should be back soon.

With Rorschach around, let alone gangsters, even if an army came, Rachel would not panic at all.

"Well, I will leave a group of people guarding nearby, at least until this matter is resolved, I will not withdraw my people." Sergeant Gordon promised.

After all, the Commonwealth is a free country, Rachel is unwilling to go to the safe house, and Sergeant Gordon cannot force her.

Therefore, she can only be allowed to stay at home and send a group of people to guard nearby.

"Okay, I see. I'm going to bed. Good night, Sergeant Gordon."

Seeing that Sergeant Gordon no longer insisted, Rachel began to chase people away. She felt that Rorschach should come back soon.

She didn't want Rorschach to meet Sheriff Gordon.

Sergeant Gordon prepared to leave with interest. Before leaving, he asked again: "If any danger occurs, you must notify me as soon as possible, and I will come in time."

"Thank you, Sheriff Gordon, you are a good man." Rachel said with a smile on her face.

After that, Sergeant Gordon took his assistant John downstairs.

The events tonight are already very clear. The gangsters went after Rachel, but I don't know if it was a coincidence or some other reason. They happened to meet the Black Knight, and then suffered a bloody massacre by the Black Knight.

"John, you lead someone to guard here, and I will send the collected evidence to the police station."

After going downstairs, Sergeant Gordon took several special police officers into the police car. John followed all the way to the police car and asked, "Sheriff, do you think the gangsters will come tonight?"

"People from gangsters probably don't know, but that black knight is not sure. My intuition tells me that the target of that black knight is also Rachel." Sergeant Gordon said with great certainty.

"Then we should look for Ms. Rachel's friends or social circles, maybe we can find some clues." John said with an idea.

Sergeant Gordon nodded in agreement, "I think so too."

After finishing speaking, Sergeant Gordon kicked the accelerator and drove away from the scene quickly. After John watched Sergeant Gordon leave, he began to arrange the surrounding guard work.

At two o'clock in the morning, the night sky in Gotham was still gray.

It seems that there is a black mist in the sky that will never dissipate.

Officer John leaned his head back on the driver's seat of the police car, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath, hoping to use the cigarette to keep himself awake.

"Hey, John, have a cup of coffee, boss, I think you're falling asleep."

A black police officer walked up to John and handed him two cups of strong coffee.

"Thanks, Remy."

Officer John took two cups of coffee from his black teammates, took one for himself, and distributed the remaining cup to his partner in the passenger seat.

He watched the black police officer named Remy walking forward with the rest of the coffee.

John finished the coffee in two or three sips, but instead of feeling refreshed after drinking the coffee, he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Not long after, the black policeman went back and forth. After confirming that John and his partner were asleep, he took away the coffee in the car, and then made a signal with a flashlight in the distance.

Soon, several figures stepped out from the shadows in the distance.

The leader was Rorschach in a high-end suit.