Chapter 2982

"I said I don't know what's going on either, do you believe it?" Gordon said to the other end of the phone: "All this is beyond my understanding. I've been in this business for more than 20 years..."

Hanging up the phone, Gordon sighed long, turned to his subordinate and asked: "Is Mr. Nigma okay? Is he awake now?"

"He woke up when he had something to do," Bullock pushed the door in. This fat detective took the cigarette out of his mouth and said: "He might want to see you. You'd better think about how to explain it quickly."

"What do I need to explain? He was no different from dead at that time." Although he said so, Gordon still tried his best to calm his emotions and said: "I admit this is our work error, but he'd better also provide some useful clues, otherwise I won't stay with him for longer."

Bullock shook his head and said nothing. He went down to drive. On the way to the hospital, he asked: "Are you investigating some things from ten years ago?"

Gordon turned to look at him immediately, looked him up and down and said: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just surprised that you want to flip through such old accounts. I must remind you, it's not a good thing to have to find a result for some things."

"For whom is it not a good thing?"

"Of course it's you," Bullock exhaled a puff of smoke and said: "Someone is watching you."

"Am I afraid of being watched by them?" Gordon sneered and said: "In the era when dozens of guns from gangs were pointed at my forehead, I wasn't afraid. Now a few mice in the gutter, still want to threaten me?"

"This is different. You only had yourself back then," Bullock turned the steering wheel and said: "Now you have a family, have your wife and daughter..."

Gordon's heart was suddenly pinched, he stared at Bullock and said: "They will take action against my family?!"

"They are not gangs. The only thing that maintains the operation of their system is not faith. As long as they can achieve their goals, they are not afraid to use any means. James, I don't want to stop you from doing anything, but I must remind you, mice eat everything."

Gordon's Adam's apple moved up and down. Jane's vivid and cute face kept appearing before his eyes, and then he looked ahead and said: "If I give up what I am doing for this, that is to treat them as a burden, but they are not only not a burden, but my motivation, not only not a stumbling block to my career, but gave me the determination to truly bleed and sacrifice."

"Only by truly becoming a father did I understand what it is that determines where people go at the crossroads of life. I want to let thousands of people choose the right path, so I must let them still be able to have the faces of their vivid relatives appear in their minds when they make choices, instead of blood, death, and crying."

"Only in this way can I enjoy the warmth brought by my family with peace of mind, and face my daughter without any guilt. If the price required to fulfill my happiness is to make countless people have no choice but to walk into the darkness, then the education I can bring to my daughter will never enable her to make the right choice, and will only become another tragedy."

Wanda paced in the living room holding the baby, the smile in her eyes almost overflowing. She kept making sounds with her mouth, her arms shaking, making the baby in her arms giggle.

Another woman in pajamas walked down. Wanda looked back at her and said: "How does it feel? Mrs. Gordon? Massage definitely helps with pelvic floor muscle repair. I'll introduce you to a yoga course later..."

"Just call me Barbara," the woman laughed, supporting her waist and said: "Actually, the obstetrician also recommended me to do massage, but I'm a bit busy and don't have time."

"No matter how busy you are, you must find time to do it," Wanda emphasized: "Not recovering well is a lifelong matter. What is more important than physical health?"

"Alright, I know. Since I'm doing yoga, should I buy a yoga mat or something? Or is the carpet enough?"

"You don't need those things. Even if you buy them, they will only become crawling mats for children. The yoga mat I bought before still has tooth marks on it. I will definitely take it out at their wedding."

Barbara laughed. She stretched a big stretch. Wanda put the baby down, wanting to say something but stopping. Barbara took the initiative to ask: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Gordon... I mean, he hasn't been home for a few days, right? You just gave birth to the baby not long ago..."

"If I said I expected this situation before I gave birth, would you feel it's a bit strange? But in fact, I was prepared long ago. His work is just like that."

Wanda clearly didn't see it as openly as Barbara. She pursed her lips and said: "I absolutely don't allow the child's father to leave them for so long, but perhaps the police job is just hard to do, it's just a pity for our little Jenny..."

Barbara shook her head and said: "If you had seen Cat Getan a few years ago, you wouldn't feel he is pitiful. In fact, when little Jenny grows up, she will definitely be proud of her father."

Wanda felt the difference in their parenting. She and Jarvis paid more attention to companionship. Their parenting idea was not to set an example for children, but to give them meticulous care.

But the Gordon family was clearly more old-fashioned. They believed that the best way to educate children was to lead by example. As long as the parents were upright, diligent, and inclusive people, the children wouldn't be bad.

But Wanda wasn't the kind of person who liked to point fingers at others, or rather, because she hated her father doing this too much, she would be very careful usually. She avoided this topic and continued.

"Has anything important happened in Cat Getan lately?"

"I guess there might be," Barbara said: "Especially in the last few days, he wouldn't not come home for no reason. I guess something big murder case involving big shots might have happened again."

"It's too dangerous here," Wanda shook her head and said: "By the way, have you bought the supplementary formula milk powder? The kind I used before..."

Ding-ling!

Wanda turned to look outside the door, to be precise, the bell outside the courtyard was pressed. Gordon lived in the North District Manor that the gang boss gave him before. The house was very large, so Wanda first passed through a large living room, opened the door and passed through the front yard, bypassed the fountain before arriving at the door.

A person wearing courier work uniform stood at the door and asked: "Excuse me, is this the Gordon family? The things you bought have arrived."

"Oh, give it to me," Wanda reached out to take it. The courier took a box down from the car and smiled at Wanda: "You bought baby supplies, right? You look quite young."

"Yes, but how did you know?"

"Oh, the packaging of maternal and infant supplies is different. Better anti-bacterial materials must be used. I discovered it when I was packing. God bless you."

Wanda also smiled at him, took the box and walked toward the manor. After she opened the door, she hummed a few times and said: "I thought you didn't buy it. It turns out that online shopping here is also so developed. What did you buy?"

Barbara said somewhat confusedly: "What?"

"I'm asking, what did you buy by express... Forget it, I'll open it and see for myself."

Wanda didn't need a knife at all. Her fingers gently swiped and opened the box, but there were no maternal and infant supplies in this box. As soon as Wanda opened it, she saw a doll.

She took the doll out somewhat confusedly, but didn't find anything special either. It was just an ugly-looking doll.

"Could it be sent to the wrong place?" Barbara said.

"It's possible. I guess it might be bought by someone else on this street for their child. To play with such a doll, the child should be a few years old. No wonder he said I looked a bit young just now."

Wanda threw the doll back into the box and put it outside the door, and didn't care anymore. She looked at her watch and said: "Jarvis went to the Wayne Group to help, I guess he can't take care of us. On the way here, I saw a Chinese restaurant that looked pretty good. I'll go buy Chinese food for you to eat."

"It's too hot outside," Barbara said: "It's because of the heat that I have no appetite and eat sandwiches. The dishes in the Chinese restaurant are always steaming hot, I really can't eat them."

"Oh, by the way, do you want to eat Japanese sushi?" Wanda soon thought of another choice and said: "Sushi is usually put cold and won't be very hot. The protein in fish sushi is also beneficial to you."

Barbara was somewhat helpless, but after getting along for these few days, she also understood that Wanda was a character who couldn't stay idle. Miss Witch had been taking care of the children and tidying up the house for the past few days. Such a big manor, she actually tidied it up alone, and didn't use magic. It could only be said that Alfred welcomed a powerful competitor in housework.

Wanda changed her clothes and went out soon. Before leaving, she didn't forget to put the box containing the doll that was originally placed at the door of the house at the gate of the courtyard. She thought that if it was sent to the wrong place, the neighbor should come to find it.

Because there was a large supermarket not far from the manor, and there were many places selling food nearby, Wanda didn't drive and just walked there.

But not long after walking out of this street block, she felt someone following her. Wanda thought she had encountered a robber. She felt that anyway, no robber could rob her, so she didn't care too much and continued to walk forward.

As a result, just after passing an alley entrance, she was pulled by someone. She staggered into the alley, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw a pitch-black gun muzzle.

Wanda was stunned. She stared and said: "Who are you?! What are you doing?!"

"Don't pretend to be innocent, Mrs. Gordon, you know what good things your husband did..."

Wanda just wanted to open her mouth to refute, but she immediately reacted that the other party was very likely to have mistaken her for Barbara, which is to say they were coming for Barbara.

At this moment, she wasn't thinking about whether she was in danger, but immediately thought about whether someone would go to the manor to deal with the children. Wanda gently rubbed her wrist, sent a message to Jarvis, and deliberately said somewhat flusteredly.

"What do you mean? What did you do to James?! He is the Chief of the Cat Getan Police Station. If you hurt me, he won't let you go!"

"Don't be nervous, ma'am, we won't hurt you, but I'm afraid you have to cooperate with us, don't move around."

Wanda felt herself being grabbed from behind. She tried her best to restrain herself from resisting, felt a bag being put on her head, her hands were also tied, and she was pushed to sit in a car.

The restrictive measures imposed on her couldn't threaten her at all, but Wanda still decided to play with them. It was best if they really didn't want to hurt her, otherwise she would have to let this group of outlaws see what the Scarlet Witch was called.