âAnd you look so weird; you look like a monkey!â
âWoof woof! (Someone is coming this way)â
At this time, Charlie suddenly ran over and bit Mathisonâs trousers.
In front of outsiders, he is not allowed to speak human language.
However, with the Translation Konjac, Mathison can understand his dog.
Charlieâs message caught his eye.
âWoof woof woof! (There is only one other person, and they donât smell like an adult)â
Hearing this, Mathison felt a bit relieved.
âIs this your pet, Uncle Monkey?â
Cassie asked with a twinkle as she peered down at Charlie.
âI kind of believe youâre not a bad person now because only good people have cute dogs.â
âYes, itâs called Charlie.â
Mathison squatted down and pet Charlieâs little head while introducing him.
âAlso, itâs very rude to call someone âUncle Monkey.ââ
âBut I donât know your name.â
Cassie tilted her head, puzzled.
âMy name? You can call me⊠Lupin the Third.â
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On the other side, after Barbara got separated from Pamela, she headed straight to the GCPD.
There were some gangsters and thugs along the way, all of which were dealt with by her.
The location of the GCPD is not far from Robinson Park. Barbara arrived there in less than an hour.
When Barbara set foot on this familiar land again, her heart suddenly froze.
âOh no!â
There wasnât a single living person in GCPD. The entire police station has been burned for many days. The original snow-white wall is now as black as charcoal.
Barbara walked into the GCPDâs armory and found it was empty too.
Needless to say, Bane must have claimed all the weapons.
âWhy do you think the chief wants us to patrol this shitty place every day?â
Suddenly, a voice came from the outside, accompanied by footsteps.
Barbara quickly hid behind the door of the armory, listening carefully to confirm that there were only two people outside.
âWho knows what the leader thinks, but the GCPD police are not dead yet, especially their chief Jim Gordon, whose whereabouts are now unknown, and there is no trace of him in the police hospital. Instead, two of our men have died.â
âMaybe the chief is worried that Jim Gordon might join up with the rest of the cops after he escaped.â
Another one of Baneâs men answered the manâs question just now.
âRecently, the situation in the city has gotten complicated. Many of our men have died inexplicably. It is possible that the remnants of Gordonâs group did it⊠or perhaps other gangsters. Maybe one day the two of us will die inexplicably.â
The man who asked the question exclaimed.
«They just said that Jim Gordon wasnât in the hospital⊠It doesnât look like Dad had an irreparable accident.»
The information revealed by the conversation between these two men made Barbara inwardly rejoice.
«If Dad wasnât in the hospital, where would he be?»
«And where would the surviving police officers hideâŠÂ»
Barbara was lost in thought.
âHave you checked everything over there?â
âItâs the same as before, how about you?â
âThereâs nothing new here, itâs time to check out the armory.â
Barbaraâs eyes narrowed slightly when the two peopleâs shouts came from outside.
âBang!â
The large iron door of the armory was opened by two inspectors, and there was nothing inside.
âThe inspection is finally over, finally we can go back.â
The two men walked in and turned around before walking out the door and leaving the GCPD.
Only after they were gone did Barbara come down from the ceiling.
She had just used the Batclaw to secure herself to the ceiling of the armory, avoiding the inspection.
«Although I didnât find out where Dad is, at least now I know that heâs still alive.»
«A big boulder that was on my heart, fell. However, another one still exists.»
«I should go back to Robinson Park first and wait for Pamelaâs news.»
Barbara quietly withdrew from the GCPD and headed to the Robinson Park base.
What she didnât notice was that in a deep alley near GCPD, a looming figure was silently watching herâŠ
ââââ-
âLupin⊠the Third?â
Cassie frowned, why is this name so strange?
âWoof Woof! (That person is almost here)â
Charlie reminded Mathison again.
âShh, someoneâs coming here.â
Mathison immediately motioned to Cassie to keep quiet, then turned around and waited for the person Charlie was talking about.
Not long after, there was a faint sound of footsteps coming from the darkness.
The voice got louder and louder, indicating that the person was getting closer.
âHey, Cassie, look what I found, you canât believe it, Iâve got three cheese hamsâŠâ
It was a boyâs voice that sounded like it should be about the same age as Cassieâs.
The corners of Mathisonâs mouth twitched slightly. He could tell who the owner of the voice was.
It was none other than James Gordon Jr. whom he was looking for on this trip.
He watched as a well-built boy run out of the darkness with a happy smile on his face.
His hands were clutching a large sack filled with all kinds of food.
In addition to the big bag, James Jr. also held a sandwich wrapped in a plastic bag in his hand.
However, when he saw the man in the red suit with a monkey face standing beside Cassie, the words of joy came to an abrupt end.
They were replaced by words of vigilance and⊠anger!
âWho are you and what do you want to do to Cassie?â
James Jr. put the big bag in his hand on the ground, and then assumed an attack stance.
He and his sister have studied Kali martial arts for a while. Although he is not as talented as Barbara, James has a good fighting ability.
At the age of 14 or 15, and before his body had fully grown, he was already able to defeat ordinary adults.
âItâs okay, James Jr. His name is Lupin, heâs not a bad guy.â
Cassie ran over and stood in front of James Jr..
She took off the earphones on her head that she didnât let Mathison touch, and then stuffed them into Jamesâ hands.
âI love your earphones! Thank you for lending me them.â
Cassie picked up the big bag on the ground again and counted its contents.
âYou brought back a lot of food this time, butter bread, toast bread, compressed biscuits, chocolate bars⊠enough for everyone to eat for two days.â
âIs your name Lupin?â
Little James squinted at Mathison, âWhy did you come here?â
âCassie said youâre not a bad person, and I wonât question her judgment.â
âBut that doesnât mean weâll accept you. You neither look like a cop nor a soldier. You have nothing on you. Iâm curious how you survived in Gotham.â
âIf youâre just asking for some food, please forgive me. There are more than a dozen students in the lower levels of the school who are hungry. This food is for them.â