In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 79: The heart is like a stone (Part 2)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

Gordon quarreled with Barbara when he got home, and Barbara waited for him late. She was sitting alone in the dark room, and there was already a cold dinner on the table. It was carefully prepared by Barbara to celebrate that they were about to buy their first small home. Unfortunately, during this dinner, But the most important protagonist is missing,

Barbara knew that Gordon was busy, but she also knew that Gordon would be so busy not because he was incapable of completing his work, but because the place where he worked did not need the police at all.

Barbara, who accompanied Gordon all the way, knew very well that with Gordon's ability, it would not be so hard to go to any city other than Gotham. More importantly, Barbara also knew that, Even if Gordon worked so hard, it didn't make any sense, he couldn't save this place.

When Gordon came back, Barbara was sitting on the couch, stroking a photo they had taken after their internship, in which both Gordon and she were very young, even children.

At that time, they were both under 20 years old, and they had just confirmed their relationship for two months. They got drunk at the party, and then talked about their ambitions together.

Barbara's family situation is very bad. She wants to earn money to improve the lives of her parents and brothers. Gordon was born in a middle-class family with a small property. Because the police once rescued his family, he Ever since I was a child, I have dreamed of being a policeman who upholds justice.

Although they had different ambitions, they still fell in love. Even the long-distance relationship that lasted for several years did not weaken their relationship.

But on this night, it seemed that the emotions accumulated for a long time erupted at once. Barbara sat on the sofa and wept silently, while Gordon stood at the door without saying a word.

It's not that he doesn't want to comfort Barbara, nor is it that he can see his beloved fiancée crying alone without being moved.

But he knew, he knew what Barbara was going to say, and he also knew that he couldn't answer Barbara's question-why did he have to stay in Gotham?

Gordon is not an aborigine of Gotham, he was born in Chicago, and he was not born poor, but a child of the middle class. He lived quite affluent since he was a child. He is not a super genius. All from his efforts.

From his teachers to his classmates to his fiancée who gets along day and night, they don't understand this question. Why did Gordon give up his bright future in the Chicago Police Department and come to Gotham, a ghostly place, and stay for a few days? Year.

Gordon didn't achieve anything with the GCPD.

His promotion speed is very slow. It has been several years, and he is still only the team leader of a team. He has not solved any major cases. Even if he has contributed to some cases, the final credit will not fall. On his head, let alone doing justice and changing Gotham.

But Gordon seems to be obsessed with ghosts, he must stay here, all his former teachers and classmates always look regretful when they mention him, in their opinion, even if Gordon knows a little flexibility, His achievements will be much higher than they are now.

Gordon walked over and put his arms around Barbara. She was crying all the time, but she didn't ask anything, because she knew that Gordon never gave the answer to the question she most wanted to ask.

When faced with the multiple-choice question of his police badge and his lover, Gordon is never silent.

Gotham never lacks crying at night, but Barbara's crying must be special. Few people here will cry for their lovers. The heat in their chests is not enough to warm themselves. Then cry loudly for something as illusory as love.

Because I have seen too many crying nights in Gotham, Barbara's sadness and tears made Gordon feel more uncomfortable. He felt that he had become a worse murderer than those criminals.

He thought that when he decided to live in this abyss, he should not expect people on the ground to look at him more. Even if there were such people, she would end up shedding tears on him, just like her brother. The cold rain that fell on Tan late at night, but these tears flowed in vain after all. Thousands of lover's tears are like thousands of drizzles, which cannot change this stubborn rock that does not know how to change.

The next day, Harvey came to visit Schiller again, which surprised Schiller, because this lawyer has always been very concerned about etiquette, and rarely pops in without an appointment.

Harvey said: "Gordon came to me yesterday and hoped that I would find a job as a legal adviser for his fiancée, preferably in a metropolitan city or some other southern city."

" I think his mental state is a little bit wrong, so I came to you. I think he and his fiancée didn't just quarrel. They even bought a house, and they are even planning to have a few children. But now Gordon seems to want to break up with Barbara, which is very wrong..."

Schiller trusted Harvey's instincts, but when he called Gordon, his number was on no answer, and when he called Gordon's police station, his colleagues told Schiller that this A hard-working police detective who has been working overtime for several years did not come to work this afternoon.

Schiller had a bad premonition, and he hurriedly contacted Gordon's partner, Batman.

Last night, Gordon thought about it all night, and finally, the next morning, he broke up with Barbara.

In order for Barbara to leave Gotham as soon as possible, he asked Harvey, a barrister, to find a new job for Barbara, preferably as far away from Gotham as possible.

Gordon is just an ordinary person, and the emotional impact of breaking up with his girlfriend who has been in love for many years almost made him collapse,

At the police station, he had no intention of working all morning, and he was in a daze. By noon, everyone went to eat. The empty office made Gordon unable to stay any longer.

He walked out of the police station in a trance, just wanting to find a place with a little more time to stay, so that he would not be immersed in that desperate sadness.

But things backfired, just as he expected, his troubles were far from over.

Not long after he walked out, he found someone following him. Gordon became a little more sober. He wanted to go back to the police station quickly. There were guards with heavy weapons there, and he would not be easily invaded.

But his stalkers were cunning, and when Gordon saw a few faces staring at him maliciously on the road ahead, he knew nothing good would come of continuing.

He only carried a gun with him. Although the magazine was full, the pistol's lethality was very limited. He could only rely on his familiarity with the terrain, turn right into the alley with the pistol, and hide in the In a blind spot around a corner.

This behavior didn't have any effect. The people who followed him obviously knew the terrain here very well. When they saw Gordon turning right, they followed him immediately.

The footsteps outside the alley were getting closer and closer, and the sky was getting darker. Gordon silently counted the time in his heart. When the view was worst, Gordon fired a shot at the entrance of the alley.

Seeing that his bullet missed someone, Gordon immediately gave up the first plan. He knew that the opponent must be a well-trained killer who would not be affected by his vision.

He immediately put away his gun and ran back. Two gunshots came from behind. What surprised Gordon was that the gunshots had a muffled sound from a silencer. Gordon immediately understood that this group of people was not Gotham native.

The killers in Gotham don't put silencers on their guns, that doesn't make any sense, no one in Gotham will have any extra reaction to gunshots, it's like putting earplugs on a deaf person.

Thinking of this, Gordon drew up a new plan in his heart.

The people behind were chasing him more and more closely, obviously stronger than Gordon in physical strength and explosive power. Gordon ran to the end of the alley, and then quickly climbed up an outer wall.

When he climbed to the top of the wall, the person chasing him arrived just at that moment when Gordon stopped moving. With a "bang", Gordon was shot, and he fell down the wall. fell into the yard.

The shot hit him in the arm, but did not cause fatal injuries. Gordon covered his arm and continued to run forward. Gun!"

This yard is the backyard of a nightclub. Upon hearing this, someone rushed out immediately, and the man who was following Gordon was surrounded by gangsters.

At this time, he had just climbed to the top of the fence, and at the moment when he was inconvenient to move, he was hit by three or four bullets on the spot.

Gotham's code of conduct is, whether you can see it or not, no matter who the opponent is, shoot him first, and then speak after the opponent gets down.

But Gordon's crisis was not resolved, obviously a group of people were chasing him, and the first person he threw off was just an appetizer. Soon, when he ran across the alley to the road, he saw A car rushed towards him.

It seems that they also have several plans, or they originally wanted to drive Gordon to the road through that person, and then hit him to death with a car.

Gordon rolled directly to the right. The car did not hit him, but a black hole protruded from the car.

Gordon was just getting back on his feet when he was shot again, this time in the back, and Gordon let out a scream.

However, because the gun was fired while driving at a high speed, the gun missed the point and was a graze. The severe pain overwhelmed Gordon, but his desire to survive still kept him running.

The more the pain, the clearer Gordon's mind became. He knew that if he continued running like this, he would be overtaken by someone in a few minutes. His arm was also bleeding profusely from being shot.

Gordon ran to the back door of an apartment following the route he remembered. Every movement of his was excruciatingly painful, and Gordon's breathing began to grow heavier.

Soon, the door was pulled open a crack, and Gordon was not tall or strong, so he could just squeeze in through the gap.

After entering, he still didn't stop, but climbed up a small section of stairs in two steps in three steps, tore open the window of the nearest corridor, then climbed up desperately, closed the window again, and hid in the second On one of the eaves protruding from the outside of the building.

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, Gordon gritted his teeth and slid down the eaves, falling straight onto a canopy. Fortunately, when he slid down on his back, the blood did not leave a trace .

After falling on the awning, Gordon used his last bit of strength to turn over and let the garbage bag underneath cover him. After a while, he heard the footsteps in the building disappear, and the other party did not find him , seems to be left.

Gordon was lying in a pile of garbage ~IndoMTL.com~ He could feel the **** smell of every breath he took, and the bullet had hurt his lungs.

His arm was a little numb due to blood loss, but he could still clearly feel the engagement ring on his middle finger, and his body temperature was gradually merging with the cold metal ring.

He recalled the disbelieving, heartbroken expression on Barbara's face when he said they were breaking up.

Barbara was right, he thought, that he was a fool, a hopeless fool, a fool who would never learn to be flexible, a fool who deserved to die alone.

Gordon felt an irresistible cold hit, and then, there was a warm current gushing from the inside of his body. In his eyes, his vision was dyed bright red, and covered with a layer of black mist.

Soon, Gotham began to rain again. Today's rain was nothing special, just like every night rain in Gotham, fine and cold.

Gordon's consciousness gradually dimmed, like a trapped beast lying in the abyss. The lover's tears falling from high altitude could not save his life that was passing by, but it reminded him of the rain of lover's tears, but made him A more determined emotion welled up in him, he thought.

If he is born a fool who can't learn how to adapt, he would rather use up all his fresh life in this swamp, with a heart like a hard stone.

Then let him die here alone, let the rotten wind blow over his dry bones until the traces of his life are taken away, and then in the face of this endless darkness, the last trace of soul still stubbornly resists and refuses to kneel .

Gordon wants to—

Then let him stay here until dawn.