Chapter 10, Adherence to Rules

Haha, Ziliang suddenly burst into laughter: "Indeed, you are an expert. Alright, go ahead and speak."

The crowd began to stir again

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Indeed, the reason why this matter, which should have been discovered long ago, has only now come to light is that Ziliang himself is not very familiar with "Gotham." He has experienced far too many worlds and has not had the inclination to ponder any particular aspect of it. In fact, it was only half a month ago that he vaguely learned from his notebook that there is a wealthy individual named Bruce Wayne, who is actually the eccentric who claims to be "Batman." He has not had the inclination to ponder any particular aspect of it. In fact, it was only half a month ago that he vaguely learned from his notebook that there is a wealthy individual named Bruce Wayne, who is actually the eccentric who claims to be "Batman."

Such a response as "What!" indeed startled Director Gordon, and for a moment, he even thought he had misheard.

"Bastard! What are you doing?" Director Gordon was taken aback, his voice filled with anger and panic

Of course. Zi Liang said: "Moreover, I will not only inform you about the safety of the hostages, but I will also directly release the hostages."

Before him stood a typical office worker, dressed in a suit and tie, somewhat overweight, balding, with bluish-purple lips and grayish-yellow nails. Generally, when you encounter such a person and ask if they have a cigarette, eight out of ten will say yes, while the remaining two who say no simply do not wish to share.

Soon, a phone rang. Ziliang quickly slipped over to another person, who cooperatively handed over the mobile phone.

Do you know Mr. Bruce Wayne? he asked

I need to confirm the safety of the hostages

This version of Gotham City feels a bit off, is the 'compass' malfunctioning

Ziliang's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and then he took a deep drag on his cigarette with a look of deep resentment, a drag that vividly evoked the sense of despair felt by laborers who have been denied their wages.

The phone was quickly connected, and Ziliang's voice came through: "Hi, Director Gordon, the hostage you wanted."

Ziliang inserted his hand into the messy hair and scratched fiercely

What the hell is this bastard doing? Gordon cursed to himself, then picked up the phone and immediately dialed the same number again

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"Telescope, telescope!" Director Gordon shouted

Indeed, the man immediately nodded, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it entirely to Ziliang

"I know, I know..." Ziliang said in an impatient tone, and then suddenly raised his voice: "Alright, the one at the door, you can leave now!"

"You... fine, don't do such things anymore!" Gordon said, suppressing his anger, "I have learned the general situation from Officer Hill. You are an intelligent person, so you should understand that you cannot escape. Since you have not killed anyone or caused any damage up to this point, as long as you surrender, I can guarantee that I will plead with the judge for you, to give you the minimum sentence!" His tone was extremely sincere, and he deliberately lowered his voice to create an atmosphere of 'this is very reliable'.

He muttered to himself, starting to vigorously pat the notebook in his hands, as if he were trying to fix a television that had suddenly lost its signal. However, in the end, he could not produce anything of note, and could only sigh as he tucked it into his pocket

Hello, Ziliang, I am Jim Gordon, the Commissioner of the Gotham City Police Department. A deep male voice came through the phone

Gordon pressed his voice: "This is just one person, I want to ensure the safety of all the hostages, and you said you would release them!"

Ah, thank you for your kindness, " Ziliang muttered, " but I do not wish to accept your goodwill, and you must understand that here, I am in charge.

"Do you have any cigarettes, brother?" Ziliang inquired

As soon as the words were spoken

Approximately 5 minutes later

At the same time, the scene before them also caused everyone to be slightly taken aback. They saw a person kneeling inside the door, dressed in a police uniform, with a paper bag used for holding money placed over his head. His hands were bound, and a sign was hanging from his chest, on which was written a number: "31". There was also a line of smaller text below, but it was somewhat distant, making it difficult to see clearly.

To be honest, having been in this world for three months, he has witnessed daily occurrences of robbery, murder, explosions, and so on. He thought that this was the norm here. Moreover, with Ziliang lounging around in his small hospital all day, he only just realized now that the man named "Bruce Wayne" is already dead

Ziliang nodded in satisfaction after distinguishing the gunshots and shouts coming from the other party's microphone: "Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to confirm whether you are really outside"

Bruce Wayne ... ... " The office worker repeated, as if searching his memory for something he hadn't used in a long time: "Ah! Of course I know him, but he has been dead, dead for many years.

Ziliang rudely stuffed the entire pack into his pocket, then used his own lighter to ignite it and took a deep puff

... ...

A little more time has passed

Ziliang answered the phone: "Hello, how are you?"

Ah, I have long admired your esteemed name," Ziliang said lazily

"Yes, you heard me right. I will release the hostages, as long as you give me a little time to prepare. During this period, you must also ensure that you stay put and do not violate the rules. That's it... So, goodbye." With that, the call was immediately disconnected.

"Alright, you have the final say," Director Gordon said in a low voice. In fact, he was well aware that the promises made earlier would not bring about any change in the situation. Any robber with a bit of sense knows that as long as there are no hostages as leverage, the police's promises are essentially worthless: "Now that I have come here as you wished, you must also show a bit of sincerity"

With a sudden creaking sound, the bank's originally closed doors swung open

Then, Ziliang kicked the ground with his foot, causing the chair to slide in front of a hostage

All the guards were left looking at each other in confusion, seemingly not expecting that the resolution of this robbery would be so smooth.

After this period of time, everyone has become clear that as long as they cooperate, the doctor in the white coat will not kill. Therefore, upon seeing Ziliang's actions, everyone merely flinched instinctively and did not scream.

The person next to him hurriedly brought over a telescope, and Gordon immediately placed it in front of his eyes to look at the note on the chest of the hostage. Below the large "31," there were a few words written: "Please call me".

A gunshot rang out with a bang