Chapter 1,460: Flying Birds and Return (V)

The moment she saw the Joker, Barbara subconsciously reached for her gun at her waist - and then she remembered that she had changed her clothes and didn't bring a gun.

It was probably not long after Damian left her room in Wayne Manor that Barbara climbed out of the window sill. She had to see her father, and more importantly, she might be able to see her mother.

As smart as Oracle, how could she not think that in this universe earlier in the timeline, her mother might not be dead. She really wanted to see her mother.

She knew that her father should still be working hard in the police station at this time. As the only diligent and good policeman in a megacity, Gordon would always have endless work to do.

Every night after the shift, Barbara only had to walk downstairs of the police station and look up to see the familiar lights in Gordon's office room.

Barbara went there, but the lights were not on.

She was wearing the Batgirl uniform, so she was a little hesitant about whether to climb over the wall. As a result, she didn't hesitate for long before the night shift security guard of the Gotham Police Department came to her and asked her what she was doing here.

Barbara didn't know why the surveillance cameras in the Gotham Police Department in this universe were not broken. Generally speaking, they were all broken. Only the more than 1,000 installed by Batman were useful. And those surveillance images could only be seen in the Batcave, so the security guard couldn't know them.

Barbara guessed that this old man might be Batman's mysterious informant, but she couldn't care less at this time. Gordon was not in his office at such a late hour, which meant that he must be out on duty, which meant that something very dangerous and urgent must have happened, most of which was related to Batman.

Did the lunatics in Arkham Asylum escape collectively again? Did the Joker kidnap again to force Batman to show up? Did mysterious toxins appear in drinking water or air again?

Barbara had countless horrible thoughts in her mind, so she didn't have time to delay any longer. She grabbed the doorman's arm and asked, "My father... I mean, where is Sheriff Gordon?"

"He went home."

Instantly, Barbara's heart sank to the bottom. It was very likely that the worst had happened. Her mother or herself in this world had been kidnapped. The clown, the scarecrow, and Hugo could all be the murderer.

With this feeling, Barbara walked along the familiar route to her home, but when she knocked on the slightly old door, it was a stranger who opened the door.

Barbara asked them where James Gordon had gone, and they only said that they had heard the landlord mention it, and it seemed to be the name of the previous tenant.

Barbara had to find the landlord who lived upstairs again, and then she learned that Gordon had moved out a long time ago and heard that he bought a new house in the North District.

Barbara rushed to the North District without stopping. Fortunately, the distance was not too far. After passing the street full of luxury cars, her eyes fell on the fence gate covered with Gothic patterns. There was a sign on it with "Gordon Manor" written in cursive English.

Barbara nimbly climbed over the wall, approached the manor building from the garden, and climbed up to the balcony on the second floor along the drainpipe, listening to the sounds coming from the brightly lit room.

"My father will attend my cousin's wedding, and I have to go back to Sicily at that time. He can't allow me to miss my cousin's wedding without knowing etiquette. After all, my uncle came when I got engaged..."

"But the planning meeting for the concert event is really important! Yin Wensi! You are particularly talented in this area. Where can Gotham find such a knowledgeable and talented artist like you?"

"But I know opera, not rap."

"It's the same thing after all!"

"Okay, Luo Yin, don't be too anxious..."

Barbara heard that it seemed to be Gordon's voice, but it was not so hoarse and sounded a lot younger.

"How can I not be anxious? The album is now in full swing. In less than a week, it will definitely top the Billboard charts and will most likely impact this year's Grammy. This is a great opportunity for a breakthrough in Gotham's tourism industry..."

"Then let's move the date of the planning meeting forward a little... Who's there!"

Barbara just took a step forward and saw a black gun muzzle picking up the curtains and pointing it at her head.

The moment the father and daughter looked at each other, they were both stunned.

What shocked Barbara was that Gordon was a little too young.

Of course, Gordon was not a young man. He was much older than Bruce Wayne, but "young" did not mean that he had fewer wrinkles on his face, but that his temperament was very different. He was simply full of energy.

In Barbara's impression, Gordon had long been in harmony with the style of this city. God did not give him more leniency in such a terrifying darkness. He was as tired and old as all the people in Gotham, but he was not as numb as them.

But this was not without reason. Gotham's last conscientious life was soaked in the blood of the unjustly dead and the panic of the people who were lingering on. These things eroded him day by day, making the years even more merciless to him.

Barbara had never seen, nor thought that she would see a rosy-faced Gordon - the kind who looked like he had not been working overtime all night recently, and even had not had nightmares for at least three days and slept well.

Gordon was shocked by Barbara's appearance. He blurted out: "Barbara... I'm sorry, I mean, are you Barbara's sister? Why are you dressed like this?"

Barbara knew that the "Barbara" he was talking about should be her mother. She didn't even care about the shock in her heart or Gordon's gun. She took a big step forward and rushed out of the curtain. came out, grabbed Gordon's arm and said, "Where is my mother?"

"Your mother?" Gordon looked at her with confusion. He looked at Barbara from head to toe, and then said, "Forgive me for making a bold guess. Barbara cannot have a daughter as old as you. Or are you her niece?"

"I……"

Barbara's mind was filled with turbulent thoughts and she didn't know where to start. Gordon took a step back and let Barbara enter the room.

Seeing that Gordon had guests, Luo Yin and Vince Yin, who were sitting on the sofa, stood up. Vince Yin nodded to Gordon and said, "You guys chat, we're leaving first."

After saying that, he and Luo Yin left. Gordon asked Barbara to sit on the sofa, and then Barbara told him about another universe and Batman sending them here.

Batgirl looked at the handrail with delicate flowers at a loss. In her impression, the Gordon family had never been so wealthy. Her childhood and youth were filled with the anxiety of making ends meet but always failing. spent in it.

Gordon put his finger on his chin and said: "Bruce told me about another universe, but I didn't expect that there would be a turnover of people so quickly. So, I still married Barbara? Sure enough, that day My decision to text her and get back together was the right one.”

"James!" Barbara shouted, raising her voice: "What's going on with this manor? Why are you so rich?"

"I didn't buy this." Gordon waved his hand and said, "Alberto gave it to me. Don't ask me why I accepted it. You can't let your godfather sit in a dark and shabby apartment building and talk to me every day. Bar?"

"Alberto? Festival Killer?!"

"Oh my God." Gordon slapped his forehead and said, "Stupid girl, don't call your godfather by his name outside, otherwise you will get shot!"

"I'm a little confused!" Barbara looked at Gordon and said, "You really need to tell me what's going on in this universe..."

"Of course, but have you had dinner?"

"I..." Barbara choked again.

Before she could answer, she saw Gordon standing up, so Barbara looked up at Gordon and said, "Where are you going?"

"Let's eat barbecue. Let's go. I'll take you with me, but you have to change out of this weird clothes first."

Barbara looked down at her Batgirl uniform and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with this dress? Isn't it nice?"

"It's pretty good, but it looks a bit too similar to Batman. The barbecue stall owner will think you're that kind of ardent Batman fan. You know, you know? That's not good."

After saying that, Gordon walked to the side of the reception room and picked up the phone, and then said: "Hello? Mr. Spencer? It's me. Can you bring me a set of women's clothes? One size fits all. You want casual wear, not a dress." ...No, no, no, don’t give me another car full of luxury bags! Isn’t it enough to scare Barbara?”

After a while, Barbara saw a group of gangsters in black suits walking in and handing Gordon a box. Barbara's heart was already in her throat. She was really afraid that Gordon would ask next second. Say things like "How is the product?"

When the box was opened, there was a set of clothes, women's casual sportswear, with a puppy printed on the chest.

After the gang members left, Gordon handed the clothes to Barbara and said, "Unfortunately, your mother is working in Washington now, and I haven't fully gotten her back so far, so I'm afraid you won't be able to see her in a short time. "

"However, I can take you to meet some of my old friends. I really have to tell them that I was right to send the compound text messages at that time. I made a wise decision that saved my lifelong happiness. It was definitely not What an abandoned stray dog’s death struggle.”

Barbara's mind wasn't quite clear yet, but she still took her clothes and went to the cloakroom. Listen, cloakroom! Barbara cursed, the Gordon home actually has a cloakroom!

As soon as she walked into the cloakroom, she knew what Gordon had said on the phone not to give her a carload of luxury bags. The combined value of everything she could see in this cloakroom alone was, It is estimated that she can buy both the old house of the Gordon family in her universe and the apartment she currently rents.

Barbara gasped and put on her clothes. After she walked out, Gordon praised: "You are at least ten years younger."

Barbara pulled the edge of her sportswear a little uncomfortably, as if she had returned to the period when she was a little girl whose clothes were always shorter. She followed Gordon out in a daze and sat in a Bentley.

"You look like a complete gangster." Barbara couldn't help but say, "The kind who makes a lot of money by maintaining relationships with gangsters."

"I am."

Barbara choked.

"Otherwise, where do you think the luxury cars and mansions come from?" Gordon held the steering wheel and looked forward and said, "They all come from gangs."

After saying that, he raised his hand and glanced at the time, and Barbara immediately took a breath. The watch in Gordon's hand should be able to buy his house and the building where her rented apartment is located.

Gordon suddenly smiled brightly, looked at Barbara in the passenger seat and said, "You are just like your mother. Guess I asked her to get back together. When she returned to Gotham and saw this situation, What did you do?”

"Surprised?"

"Even worse, she slapped me and turned away."

Gordon turned his head back, sighed softly, turned the steering wheel and said: "I never dared to hope that she really loved that part of me, loved the things that drove me to Gotham. Some people call it stupidity, some people call it justice, maybe it's the same thing."

"Then why do you want to..."

"I've said it before, this is a social need. If I let those gangsters break two pairs of shoes on the creaky old stairs, they will really demolish the building and build a manor for me."

Gordon turned his head and gave Barbara a smile that she couldn't understand, then turned his head back and lowered his eyes and said.

"Ask the Lamb and you will know that I didn't obey them, but let them go. I didn't accept a reward, but a sacrifice."