Chapter 3268: Bloody New City (28)

The natural forest land at night appeared somewhat terrifying. The leaves of most trees had disappeared without a trace, and the branches looked like ghost shadows baring fangs and brandishing claws under the moonlight.

The camp's searchlights emitted a faint light, dragging the shadows of everything longer and longer, looking strange and sharp.

A black shadow was shuttling through the woods, first using the trees to block her figure, walking around the camp for more than half a circle, finding a tree of suitable height, climbing up, and moving lightly to another tree.

The patrol personnel holding flashlights didn't notice at all that there was an extra person above their heads, and the figure above didn't intend to jump down.

In the intelligence Batman gave her, Gordon, in order to do this job beautifully, had exhausted all his efforts.

Patrol personnel had to send back a signal confirming safety every two minutes, which meant that if they were knocked unconscious, headquarters would know immediately.

This undoubtedly increased the difficulty of infiltration, but this obviously couldn't stop Catwoman. She didn't land the whole time, moving above the treetops, agile like a leopard.

However, there weren't many trees ahead. Catwoman had to climb down along the trunk, drill into the bushes in the blind spot of the patrol personnel's vision, take out a military shovel she had prepared long ago from her waist, and dig out a dense bush by the roots in a few strokes.

Then she took this bush as cover and moved forward stealthily.

Several times the patrol members noticed this place, but Catwoman's figure was petite, and the dense leaves of the bushes could cover her figure well, so she wasn't discovered.

Moving slowly like this, she broke through three layers of encirclement and finally arrived at the center of the forest land.

This was also the place where chemical raw materials and environmentalists were piled up. They had been sitting here for two days.

Catwoman poked her head to confirm the structure of the camp, then found the generator along the wires, and pulled the power switch in a few strokes.

It was already late at night, and the lights in the tents had long been turned off. Catwoman pressed her finger against her lips and blew a sharp whistle.

Instantly, the people in the tents were awakened. They subconsciously went to turn on the lights, but discovered that the electrical equipment had stopped completely, and the light bulbs wouldn't light up at all.

Some people took out flashlights, turned around the tent, but found nothing. They had to treat this as the call of some kind of bird and prepared to go back to sleep.

But they hadn't been lying down for long, to be precise, they had just fallen asleep, when there was another sharp whistle.

The bearded leader rushed out cursing, roaring at the outside: "Stop sleeping! Everyone stop sleeping! It must be the ghost of those damn police! They want to harass us in the middle of the night so that we are exhausted!"

Others who had their sleep disturbed also had very ugly expressions. The one near the edge of the camp turned and walked into the woods, and soon arguments came from the woods.

Environmentalists had long known that the GTO patrol team had been wandering in the woods outside. Only they had the conditions to commit the crime in the middle of the night, and they had sufficient motivation.

The two sides broke out in some conflict. The environmentalists grabbed the nearest patrol squad and wouldn't let go, insisting they give an explanation.

And the patrol squad members were also very wronged. The commissioner specifically told them not to make too much noise when patrolling, and it would be troublesome if there was a conflict. Not only did they change into soft-soled shoes, but they also specifically didn't step on piles of fallen leaves, just to avoid making noise.

They also heard the two sounds just now, but they thought it was made by the environmentalists, with the purpose of scaring them.

Both sides felt it was the other side's doing, and neither could produce evidence. Because the patrol squad was arguing with them and didn't send back safety information on time, an emergency squad immediately rushed over.

Then this matter became bigger and bigger. Besides Nightwing and Barbara coming, Gordon also rushed over in a hurry.

The bearded leader of the environmentalists had ulterior motives. They were hired by the Natural Forest Land Protection Foundation controlled by Schiller. The other side was very generous and promised them that the police would absolutely not make a move, which was a very good job for them who made a living by environmental parades and protest demonstrations.

This job only had one drawback, which was daily settlement. The Natural Forest Land Protection Foundation would pay their daily wages to their cards on time. Staying here for one more day meant earning one more sum of money.

Unfortunately, this kind of peaceful demonstration was destined not to last long. If it didn't evolve into a violent conflict, attract media attention, and achieve public opinion goals, it would soon disperse.

But they finally got such a good job and wanted to earn money for a few more days. In the past few days, the bearded man had made many small moves in private to provoke the patrolling police, just to intensify the contradiction and escalate the situation.

By that time, besides having to pay them daily wages every day, the other side would also have to pay for the costs of maintaining their personal safety. If a few people were injured, selling misery in front of the media, they would definitely be able to extort a large sum.

They weren't employees who worked hard without complaint. They often used this trick. Besides causing trouble for their opponents, they also used public opinion to ruthlessly slaughter their own employers.

But the police who came this time were different from the bunch of greenhorns in the past. They were clearly well-trained and very restrained, almost completely avoiding any conflict with the environmentalists. The bearded man's little tricks didn't work at all.

So when he heard the two sounds, the bearded man felt that the opportunity had finally come. Even if this matter wasn't done by the police, it had to be done by the police.

Turn small things into big ones, make big things explode, just do it!

Under their deliberate provocation, Gordon's expression also became ugly. He absolutely couldn't let the natural forest land incident evolve into a violent conflict. If he let this group of people blackmail Charabong, his first battle after debut would be completely ruined.

Just at this time, Batgirl stood out and said: "Commissioner, in the last equipment upgrade, besides the law enforcement recorder of the squad leader, I added micro-cameras to the belts of every member. As long as we retrieve the surveillance footage, we will know whether they are playing tricks."

The bearded man's eyes widened instantly. He thought in his heart: "No, are you sick? You installed a surveillance camera on everyone's belt? Do you have money to burn?"

Don't say, it really was. The first thing Gordon did after getting that large sum of money was to upgrade the equipment again. Every member was fully equipped, and the weight of the odds and ends on their bodies was second only to Batman. Everything that could be installed was installed.

Gordon just remembered this, so he hurriedly found someone to retrieve the surveillance, and placed all the surveillance footage of the night in front of the bearded man, and the other side hesitated and didn't speak.

But the bearded man was clearly determined to find trouble. After watching the surveillance footage, he shook his head and said: "Alright, I admit it wasn't you. But we have to find the source of the sound, right? Maybe it was that damn Charabong chemical plant that sent people to mix in, wanting to silence us. You are the police, you have to protect us!"

Gordon was also puzzled about where the sound came from, and he felt that what the bearded man said really had a certain possibility. It wasn't that he didn't respect his employer, but he knew these rich people too well. The thing they wanted to do most was to solve it once and for all.

Even if they didn't want to kill everyone, if they killed one or two, it would be enough to scare the others away. This was much more efficient than using the police to surround the protesters. It was hard to guarantee they wouldn't bet on both sides.

Gordon sighed lightly and said: "Don't worry, sir. Now there are over 500 police officers around you, patrolling 24 hours a day without interruption. You will absolutely not be in any danger..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

A sharp scream came from behind the tent at the back of the camp, and everyone turned their heads to look there instantly.

It sounded like a woman's shrill scream. Gordon's hand immediately touched the gun at his waist, and Nightwing had already rushed out.

Others followed behind him, rushing toward the farthest tent. When they went around to the back of the tent, they only saw a piece of bright red.

A woman collapsed on the tent, her hands covering her abdomen, and bright red blood flowed out from between her fingers. The tent was also splattered with blood everywhere.

"Lia! Lia, what's wrong with you?!" A short-haired girl rushed out from among the environmentalists.

The woman called Lia gasped somewhat arduously and said: "There was a person, a person with a knife, he attacked me..."

Gordon hurriedly called an ambulance, then directed the team members to go up and perform first aid and emergency bandaging, while Nightwing led the squad members to chase in the direction she pointed.

The bearded man was furious, cursing the police for being useless. Although the police were wronged, they couldn't refute, because they also didn't know why someone could break in despite their rigorous patrols.

The good news was that the ambulance came before the victim lost too much blood and fainted. The bad news was that reporters also followed.

The moment he saw the reflection of the lens, Gordon knew that it was over.

Environmentalists were protesting, and the police were surrounding them. At this time, someone was carried out covered in blood. Gordon didn't even need to think to know how the morning news and the front page headline of the newspaper would write tomorrow.

Only until this time did Gordon understand that he had been tricked.

His patrol arrangement had no problems, but he underestimated the ability of the bearded man and the others to cause trouble. Disturbed by them, the east side patrol squad that should have been seamless had gaps, and the leaders of several squads including him were attracted here. This was the simplest diversionary tactic.

Taking advantage of this gap, the murderer had the opportunity to sneak in. Under the encirclement of so many police, such a vicious case still happened, which was simply stepping on the face of the GTO.

The environmentalists led by the bearded man, although wanting to earn money, didn't dare to really risk their lives. Their companion had been stabbed directly, and next time it might really be life-threatening, so they had to pack up and leave.

After they left, the GTO naturally had no need to stay here, and Gordon took his people back to the police station.

He was exhausted, but he couldn't rest at all. He had to brew a cup of hot coffee for himself. Just at this time, his subordinate told him that Schiller had come.

Schiller knocked on the office door. Gordon felt a splitting headache, but still said in a deep voice: "Please come in."

Schiller walked in, still dressed properly, very calm, as if there was nothing that could move him.

"It's so late, is something the matter?" Gordon asked while drinking coffee.

"Not yet," Schiller sat opposite Gordon, "but there will be soon. I'll wait first."

Gordon frowned slightly, just wanting to say something, when the phone in the office rang.

He had to put down the coffee cup and walk over to answer the phone. As soon as the phone was connected, deafening scolding came from the other side.

After a full ten minutes passed, Gordon put down the phone receiver, revealing a painful expression.

"What's wrong?" Schiller asked knowingly.

"The State Assembly is very dissatisfied with the things that have happened in Gotham during this period. They demand that I dissolve the GTO, otherwise they will vote to remove me from my position."

"Look, isn't there something the matter now?" ===== CHAPTER 3269 =====