Chapter 303

In the car, Gordon's face was pale. Five murder cases in a few days, and not only were the dead important figures, but the methods of death were also very flashy. Gordon was also under a lot of pressure.

Gordon was different from Batman; he was indeed just an ordinary person. These few days of racking his brains, staying up late continuously, and being busy here and there made him very exhausted. In the car, his throat was already so hoarse that he could hardly speak.

Raindrops tapped on the car window glass. Shiler, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to look at Gordon's pale face and said: "Sheriff, why don't you go back and rest for a while."

Gordon showed a somewhat reluctant smile and said: "A few days ago, I used these words to persuade Batman. I didn't expect that today it would be my turn, but my answer is the same as his. I think I'm still okay. At least there's no problem persisting until dawn today..."

Shiler seemed to want to say something else, but Batman said: "We're here."

He seemed a bit urgent because this boarding school was the one Dick attended. Dick had just started school for two days, and today should have been his first day of formal class, but such a thing happened. Batman was a bit worried; after all, it was he who asked Dick to come here to school.

Batman walked into the boarding school gate first, but the person who greeted him grabbed the hand of Gordon, who was wearing a police uniform, first. He said: "You must be Detective Gordon, right? I reported the case. You guys hurry to the seventh floor. Mrs. Sanchez, she... she..."

That was an old man with a somewhat hunched figure, wearing the kind of black robe common in boarding schools. Gordon comforted him and then asked: "Are you a teacher at this school? What exactly is going on? Can you tell us about it?"