Chapter 16 Confused Gordon

Chapter 16 Confused Gordon

In the settings of Pokémon anime and games, Pikachu is far from being a powerful Pokémon. Its popularity is mostly due to its cute appearance.

Whether in anime or games, Pikachu is absolutely cute, but in fact his combat ability is very average. Especially in games, it can even be said to be a warehouse manager. Compared with those powerful and gorgeous mythical beasts, Pikachu is indeed very cute, but it only has one advantage: cuteness.

But the Pikachu Schiller encountered was far more than that. It had an IQ similar to humans, or even higher than most humans. It had Pikachu's electrical skills, and seemed to have some other abilities.

It's immune to Schiller's telepathy, and the fear gas only knocks it over. In terms of volume, the dose of fear gas that Schiller used to set up the trap that day was enough to drive a small creature like Pikachu crazy, but Pikachu only sneezed a few more times.

And he was able to pick open Schiller's door lock and run to his bed while he was sleeping. With Pikachu's height, he couldn't reach the door handle even if he jumped up. If he wanted to pick the lock, he would have to at least move a chair over.

How did this chubby creature, which was no taller than a human calf and had very short hands, move a chair in the middle of the night, jump on the chair to pick the lock, open the door, and then run to Schiller without letting him find out? It’s also unknown.

However, this Pikachu is obviously much more cunning than Schiller imagined. More importantly, Schiller can't be as serious as he is with Batman when he listens to his Deadpool voice. Even without looking at Pikachu's face, he always felt that there was a person wearing black and red tights mumbling next to him. This scene simply made him shudder.

But soon, Schiller had no time to worry about Pikachu. Gordon sent a text message to inform him that they had obtained conclusive evidence of Jonathan's crime and were about to arrest him.

Schiller had nothing to do with capturing Jonathan. What he was more worried about was that no one would provide him with fear gas in the future, so he had to hurry up and take away Jonathan's inventory.

Jonathan, the future Scarecrow, is really unlucky.

When he knew that Jonathan was about to be captured, Schiller basically got as much as he did. The young Scarecrow didn't have any awareness of counter-investigation. He was really broken down. Who would come to steal his fear gas?

After Schiller gained the ability to teleport, stealing fear gas became easier. He only needs to flash directly and continuously into the underground of the chapel more than a hundred meters away from the chapel in Mawson Street. After taking it, he will leave immediately without leaving even a shadow.

Of course, Batman also participated in this capture operation. With his superb infiltration ability, he returned to the laboratory again. He found that Jonathan had made a fear gas spray gun. He suggested to Gordon that he should capture Jonathan, otherwise this would happen. Using gas spray guns may drive all the police officers involved in the operation and the residents of the Mawson neighborhood crazy.

Although Gordon didn't quite trust the tight-fitting weirdo, he also had his own difficulties.

Everyone in the Gotham Police Department is a talented person. Except for him, they are basically all experienced people. If anything happens, they will be the last ones to arrive on the scene. Nothing can be counted on them.

There is no need to think too much about the combat capabilities of this kind of team. A poison gas spray gun is enough to bring down most of the police station.

Don't expect his boss to give him any help. Gordon has already seen through it. The current director is in cahoots with some underworld forces. He doesn't want one more trouble, which is just the death of dozens of civilians. How can he delay his great career of making money?

Gordon was helpless and powerless. So the only person he can count on is Batman.

Although Batman is immature now, Scarecrow is obviously not much stronger. The two of them were noobs pecking each other, but Batman obviously won in the end.

He subdued Jonathan with an anesthetic needle while he was doing experiments in the laboratory.

And the camera on his batsuit clearly captured how Jonathan committed the crime.

Faced with such a case with solid evidence, the low-key Gordon was kicked out. Gordon's immediate superior took over the case and quickly opened the case and opened a trial. This is considered a good political achievement.

A university professor was actually the mastermind of dozens of murders? In any other area, this would have been a bizarre case that occupied the front pages of newspapers for several days, but in Gotham, although it was still considered a big case, it only occupied one column on the main page of the newspaper. .

Seeing that the names of Gordon and Batman did not appear in the newspaper, but were all full of praise for Gordon's boss, Schiller knew that there was another frustrated and sad person in this dark city.

Gordon, the good cop, still has a long way to go.

To Schiller's expectation, Gordon found him quickly.

In the Gotham University counseling room, Schiller poured Gordon a cup of coffee. The young police detective looked very tired. He took a sip of hot coffee and his complexion improved a lot.

He said: "I know, my visit is a bit presumptuous, Mr. Professor. But regarding Jonathan's case..."

Gordon seemed hesitant to speak. Schiller said: "Let me guess, the trial of the case may have gone smoothly, but when it came to the trial, something went wrong, right?"

Gordon put his fists on the table and said with a gloomy face: "That damn murderer is a doctor of chemistry. You should know what this means in Gotham. Some people don't want to sentence him to death, but want to use him as a doctor." exonerated him on the grounds of mental illness and then made him work for them.”

Schiller sat across from him and said: "Indeed, if a genius doctor of chemistry can create even a new type of hallucinogenic drug, the person who hires him will make a fortune."

Gordon shook his head and said: "It's far more than that. The drug they want Jonathan to develop may be even more dangerous than this."

"If they invent drugs, they can only make a small amount of money from those addicts. But if they really invent a virus that can bring all the people in Gotham under their control, it doesn't matter how much wealth they can get. Say more." Gordon said.

"Someone leaked something about the fear gas?" Schiller asked. The effect of this poisonous gas is outstanding, so some people realize the power of Jonathan.

Gordon looked at him, hesitated, and said, "I don't mean to offend, but I want to confirm, have you seen anyone suspicious recently?"

"I can tell you very clearly that I have not told anyone about this, and it does me no good. As a university professor, it is already very disgraceful to have a murderer as a colleague. If he has any other connections, my career will be greatly affected," Schiller said.

"So..." Gordon folded his hands and said, "That night, I heard you call that weirdo in tights Bruce. He was Bruce Wayne, right?"

"I can't tell you anything on this subject. You should ask him for your own confirmation instead of coming to me."

"I know what you are worried about." Schiller said: "As the largest business tycoon in Gotham City, Bruce Wayne may not have anything to do with those dirty transactions. And if he knows that you are investigating this You will definitely die ugly. That’s what you think, right?”

Gordon said: "Jonathan said in his confession that one person had been stealing most of his fear gas. That weirdo in tights was the person I suspected. He was really suspicious."

Schiller felt a little emotional that the content that had not appeared in the comics seemed very interesting now. The old partners Gordon and Batman did not trust each other from the beginning. Gordon was even very suspicious of Batman, a weird vigilante.

This is not surprising. No normal person would be able to accept it at first. Someone was wearing a black tights with two pointy ears, running around in Gotham in the middle of the night. Such behavior is really real. Not like a good person.

Schiller said: "Have you ever thought that he actually doubts you the same way?"

Gordon sighed and said: "Actually, he has more reason to doubt me. If he is really Bruce Wayne, I know that the Wayne children have never given up on pursuing the case. The deaths of the Waynes are very strange. , I once looked through the files of that case, and there were too many things wrong. If Little Wayne was Batman, he would certainly not trust any police officer, including me."

"The police in Gotham City..." Gordon said with some sigh: "I know that the police in this city are just like decorations. You can't count on them for anything." He looked a little depressed, sighed, and drank Sip coffee and then remain silent.

Schiller said: "As a stone in the quagmire, you are already hard enough. You can't expect anyone to fish you out. It's best to roll bigger and bigger on your own. When you occupy the entire quagmire, this place will be just like a piece of stone." There is no difference on the asphalt road.”

"Is that what you think? Do you think I should continue on this path?" Gordon also looked a little confused.

It’s no wonder that he is so depressed. He took huge risks and put in countless efforts to solve the case, so it’s okay if his credit was taken away from him. Gordon originally only wanted to seek justice, but now someone has massacred dozens of civilians for profit. All the murderers must be let go, which is really a big blow to Gordon.

Schiller smiled and said: "Detective Gordon, it seems you need a psychological consultation, but by chance, I also happen to be a psychiatrist, and I don't charge any fees."

Gordon smiled reluctantly and said: "I have seen your resume in the file, Professor Schiller. If a well-known psychologist like you provides psychological treatment for me, just think of it as my year-end bonus. Anyway, thank you.”

"You're welcome, it's been an honor to help a good Gotham police officer," Schiller said.

Gordon's smile became more forced, and he said as if sighing: "Good policeman? Maybe..."