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Chapter 274 Du Wensen’s Teachings

James Gordon was puzzled. He didn't understand how Du Vincent guessed it.

"Without Batman's reminder, I would have missed this cup of coffee tonight. Since you are his good friend, how about we talk about him?" Du Wensen asked.

"What do you want to talk about?" James Gordon suddenly became alert.

Du Wensen drank half a cup of coffee in one gulp and asked, "Do you think Batman is just?"

"Of course it is just. Although his methods are somewhat illegal, without him, Gotham City would be countless times worse than it is now," James Gordon replied decisively.

Du Wensen drank the rest of the coffee in one sip, put down the cup and stood up and said, "It was a pleasure chatting with you. Thank you for the coffee. Goodbye!"

"Just leave like this?"

James Gordon didn't realize at all how the conversation ended just after it started.

Seeing that Du Wensen had walked to the door. he shouted hastily.

"Wait! How do you want to go back to Akka and go to prison?"

Du Wensen turned around and replied: "I will go back tonight, otherwise I will have no place to sleep!"

Then Mary came out.

"You can go to my house, the apartment where I live alone."

Du Wensen turned around and left.

"Wait for me, don't walk so fast!" Mary chased after her.

After watching Du Vincent and Mary disappear into the darkness, James Gordon leaned against the door and fell into deep thought, his mind filled with Du Vincent's questions just now.

"Is Batman righteous?"

Thinking of all the things Batman has done, James Gordon can no longer answer confidently. He has been a police officer in Gotham City for many years, and he once thought about catching all the criminals in Gotham City, but until now, he has only A small detective was unable to change anything, so he slowly placed all his hopes on Batman.

But no matter how many criminals Batman fought, Gotham City never got better. On the contrary, because of Batman's existence, Gotham City's police officers became even more inactive, and the law gradually lost its role in the city.

"Is Batman righteous?"

The promise in James Gordon's heart gradually wavered, and he looked at the direction Du Vincent was leaving and said to himself.

"Do you want to change this?"

Mary asked after catching up with Du Vincent in the darkness.

"Where are we going? Do you really want to go back to prison? That's not what I meant. I meant that my bed is very big. No, no, I meant..."

The more she talked, the harder it was to explain.

Du Wensen interrupted her and said: "The story you told tonight is very exciting. While it's still early, why not let me help you make up the ending of that story, just as a favor to you!"

"What are you going to do?" Mary seemed to have guessed something.

Du Wensen smiled slightly.

"kill!"

Under the leadership of Du Wensen, the two came to the door of the police station. The guard at the door no longer knew where he was. Du Wensen took out a card and swiped it, and the door opened.

"You, how did you..." Mary was surprised.

Du Wensen made a silent gesture and led her to the police officer's usual office. The door here was locked, but Du Wensen took out a bunch of keys.

Mary had already guessed that Vincent Du must have held James Gordon's keys and ID card at some point, but the key was, how did he take these things in front of others?

Forget it, she doesn't care about that now. She is more curious about why Du Wensen came to the police station.

Du Wensen walked into the detective's office and turned on the computer on the desk. The password on it did not pose any obstacle to him at all and was easily cracked.

Looking at the dense windows that popped up on the computer, Mary couldn't help but ask.

"What are you doing?"

Du Wensen did not answer, but soon Mary knew what Du Wensen was doing.

Because she looked at that familiar face.

"Want it?" Du Wensen turned around and asked.

Mary bit her lip and nodded: "Yes!"

The files were printed out one by one, and every time Mary picked up one, she carefully kept it in her arms, like a treasure.

"His death was defined as suicide. There was no other information. All clues at the scene were deleted. Do you understand what this means?" Du Wensen asked.

Mary shook her head, she couldn't think of anything right now.

The corner of Du Wensen's mouth rose: "This means that he is not stupid. He knew that you would resist, but he understood that even if he killed those bastards at that time, you would not survive."

Mary raised her head and looked at Du Vincent in shock.

"Don't doubt the willpower of a person who can endure ten years of torture. Even if there is a one-in-10,000 chance, he will not commit suicide. The reason why he did that is because he knows those bastards you mentioned. He is desperate!" Du Wensen sneered.

"Are you saying that he didn't allow me to take revenge because he knew I couldn't fight them, rather than because he wanted me to be a truly good person?" Mary said in a daze.

Du Wensen opened his mouth with a silent smile and continued to type on the keyboard.

After a while, he stopped with satisfaction.

"I found you! Come and see if it's these three people?"

Mary looked at the screen on the computer and nodded excitedly: "Yes, it's them! How did you find it? Didn't you say that all relevant information has been deleted?"

"The case files can be deleted, but the surveillance in the police station's office will never be deleted. This is a video of entering and exiting the police station that day. Obviously they did not take this into consideration."

After speaking, Du Wensen called up the information of these three people, which recorded the scope and location of their daily activities.

Although the police in Gotham City are very incompetent, the details of the case and the criminal's information are clearly recorded. Of course, the criminals in Gotham City don't care about this at all, and the police can't catch them anyway.

After reading it, Du Wensen stood up.

"Let's go! Your story will continue tonight."

Mary's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and she nodded heavily.

When the two came out of the police station, they had all changed into police uniforms. Du Wensen had two pistols and magazines stuck in his waist, and Mary also brought one for self-defense.

In an underground casino, men were either shirtless or wearing suits and ties around the gaming table. From time to time, losers would get angry and bang the table, while winners would proudly hug the almost naked woman next to them and stuff a chip into their hands. After entering the woman's chest and stroking the woman's body with his big hands, the woman smiled coquettishly and stuffed an ax into the man's mouth.

When Du Wensen took Mary into this casino that smelled of hemp, perfume, and sweat, the police uniform immediately attracted the attention of many people.