Chapter 84: Heart Like a Stubborn Stone (Part II)

Gordon had a fight with Barbara when he got home. Barbara waited for him until very late. She sat alone in the dark room. On the dining table was dinner that had already gone cold. That was prepared by Barbara to celebrate their first little home they were about to buy. Unfortunately, the most important protagonist was missing in this dinner.

Barbara knew Gordon was very busy, but she knew even better that Gordon would be so busy not because he didn't have the ability to complete his work, but because the place where he worked didn't need police at all.

Barbara, who walked all the way with Gordon, knew very well that with Gordon's ability, going to any city other than Cat Getan wouldn't be so hard. More importantly, Barbara also knew that even if Gordon was so hard, it didn't make any sense. He couldn't save this place.

When Gordon came back, Barbara was sitting on the sofa, stroking a photo. That was a photo they took after the internship ended. On it, Gordon and she were very young, even still children.

At that time, they were both less than 20 years old, had just confirmed their relationship for less than two months, were drunk at the party, and then talked about their ambitions together.

Barbara's family situation was very bad. She wanted to earn money to improve the lives of her parents and brothers. Gordon was born into a middle-class family with some property. Because the police once saved his family, he dreamed of being a policeman who upholds justice since he was a child.

Although their ambitions were different, they still fell in love, and even the long-distance relationship that lasted for several years didn't make their relationship fade.

But on this night, it was as if the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time erupted all at once. Barbara sat on the sofa crying silently, and Gordon stood at the door without saying a word.

It wasn't that he didn't want to comfort Barbara, nor was he indifferent to seeing his beloved fiancée crying alone.

But he knew, he knew what Barbara was going to say, and he also knew that he couldn't answer Barbara's question—why did he have to stay in Cat Getan?

Gordon was not a native of Cat Getan. He was born in Chicago. He was not from a poor family, but a child of the middle class. He had lived quite wealthily since he was a child. He was not a super genius. Most of the achievements he could achieve came from his efforts.

From his teachers to classmates, to his fiancée who lived with him day and night, none of them understood this question: why did Gordon have to give up his bright future at the Chicago Police Department and come to this ghost place of Cat Getan, and stay for several years?

Gordon hadn't achieved any achievements in the Cat Getan Police Department.

His promotion speed was very slow. It had been several years, and until now he was only a leader of a small group. He hadn't cracked any major cases. Even if some cases had his contribution, the credit didn't fall on him in the end, let alone upholding justice and changing Cat Getan.

But Gordon was like being possessed by a ghost, he just had to stay here. All his former teachers and classmates, when mentioning him, always had a look of regret. In their view, even if Gordon knew a little bit of flexibility, his achievements would be much higher than now.

Gordon walked over and hugged Barbara. She had been crying, but didn't ask anything, because she knew that the question she most wanted to ask, Gordon had never given an answer.

When facing the multiple-choice question of his police badge and his lover, Gordon always remained silent.

Cat Getan's night never lacked crying, but Barbara's crying must be special. Very few people here would shed tears for a lover. The hot air in their chests was not enough to warm themselves, and they wouldn't cry loudly for such ethereal things as love.

It was precisely because he had seen too many cries in Cat Getan's night that Barbara's sadness and tears made Gordon even more uncomfortable. He felt that he had become a worse murderer than those criminals.

He thought, when he decided to live in this abyss, he shouldn't expect people on the ground to look at him more. Even if there were such people, her ending was only to shed tears for him, just like the cold rain falling on him in Cat Getan's middle of the night, but these tears were shed in vain. Thousands of lover's tears, like thousands of fine rains, could not change this stubborn stone that didn't know how to change.

The next day, Harvey visited Shiler again, which made Shiler a bit surprised, because this lawyer always cared very much about etiquette and rarely came to the door suddenly without an appointment.

Harvey said: "Gordon came to me yesterday, hoping I could find a legal consultant job for his fiancée, preferably in Metropolis or other southern cities."

"I see his mental state is a bit wrong, so I came to you. I think he and his fiancée didn't just have a fight. They clearly even bought the house, and were even planning how many children to have, but now Gordon looks like he wants to break up with Barbara. This is very wrong..."

Shiler believed Harvey's intuition, but he called Gordon, and his number was in a state of no one answering. When he called Gordon's police station, his colleagues told Shiler that this diligent detective who had worked overtime for several years didn't come to work this afternoon.

Shiler had a bad premonition. He hurriedly contacted Gordon's partner, Batman.

Last night, Gordon thought for a whole night. Finally, on the next morning, he proposed to break up with Barbara.

In order to let Barbara leave Cat Getan as soon as possible, he entrusted Harvey, this big lawyer, to find a new job for Barbara, preferably as far away from Cat Getan as possible.

Gordon was also just an ordinary person. The emotional impact of breaking up with his girlfriend of many years made him almost collapse.

At the police station, he had no heart to work all morning, muddle-headed. By noon, everyone went to eat, and the empty office made Gordon unable to stay any longer.

He walked out of the police station in a trance, just wanting to find a place with more people to stay, so that he wouldn't be immersed in that desperate sad emotion.

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But things went against his wishes. Just as he expected, his trouble was far from over.

Not long after he walked out, he found someone following him. Gordon cleared up a bit, wanting to return to the police station quickly. There were guards with heavy weapons there, and it wouldn't be easily invaded.

But the person following him was very cunning. When Gordon saw a few unkind faces staring at him on the road ahead, he knew that continuing to walk forward would not have any good results.

He only carried a pistol on his body. Although the magazine was full, the lethality of the pistol was very limited. He could only rely on his familiarity with the terrain, took the pistol and turned right into an alley, and then hid in a blind spot at a corner.

This behavior didn't have any effect. The person following him obviously knew the terrain here very well. Seeing Gordon turn right, they followed immediately.

The footsteps outside the alley got closer and closer. The sky gradually darkened. Gordon silently calculated the time in his heart. When the footsteps appeared at the entrance of the alley, taking advantage of the moment when the sky turned from dusk to dark, when people's vision was the worst, Gordon fired a shot at the entrance of the alley.

Seeing that his bullet didn't hit anyone, Gordon immediately gave up the first plan. He knew that the opposite must be a well-trained killer and would not be affected by the field of vision.

He immediately put away the gun and ran backward. Two gunshots came from behind. What made Gordon strange was that the gunshots carried the dull sound of a silencer. Gordon immediately understood that this group of people were not locals of Cat Getan.

Cat Getan's killers wouldn't put silencers on guns. That had no meaning. No one in Cat Getan would make any extra reaction to the sound of gunfire. It was like putting earplugs on a deaf person.

Thinking of this, Gordon's heart formulated a new plan.

The people behind chased tighter and tighter. Obviously, their physical strength and explosive power were better than Gordon's. Gordon ran to the end of the alley and then quickly climbed up along an outer wall.

When he climbed to the top of the wall, just right, the person chasing him arrived. That was the moment when Gordon's action stopped. With a "bang," Gordon was shot. He took advantage of the situation and turned over the wall, falling into the yard.

This shot hit his arm, not causing a fatal injury. Gordon covered his arm and continued to run forward. He shouted while running: "The Black Tower Gang did it! They fired! They fired!"

This yard was the backyard of a nightclub. Hearing this, someone immediately rushed out, and the person following Gordon was surrounded by this group of gang thugs.

At this time, he had just climbed to the top of the wall, in the moment of inconvenient action, and was hit by three or four bullets on the spot.

Cat Getan's code of conduct is, regardless of whether you can see or not, regardless of who the opposite is, give him a shot first, and then talk after the other party falls down.

But Gordon's crisis was not lifted. Obviously, the person chasing him was a group. The first person he shook off was just an appetizer. Soon, when he ran through the alley to the road, he saw a car rushing towards him.

It seems they also had several plans, or they originally wanted to drive Gordon to the road through that person and then hit him to death with a car.

Gordon rolled directly to the right. The car didn't hit him, but a black gun barrel stretched out from the car.

Gordon just stood firm and was shot again. This shot hit his back, and Gordon let out a scream.

However, because he was shooting in the case of high-speed driving, this shot didn't hit the vital point exactly, belonging to a grazing shot. The intense pain drowned Gordon, but his desire to survive still made him keep running forward.

The more painful it was, the clearer Gordon's brain became. He knew that if he ran like this, he would be caught up in a few minutes. He endured the intense pain, used one arm to cover his chest tightly, and the other arm was bleeding continuously because of being shot.

Gordon followed the route in his memory and ran to the back door of an apartment. The door lock of the back door here was broken and couldn't be closed tightly all year round. He pulled the door lock hard with one arm. The injury on his chest made every action produce unbearable pain. Gordon's breathing sound began to get heavier and heavier.

Soon, the gate was pulled open a crack. Gordon was not tall, and his body was not strong, just enough to squeeze in from that gap.

After entering, he still didn't stop, but climbed up a small section of stairs in three or two steps, tore open the window of the nearest corridor, then climbed up desperately, closed the window again, and hid on a roof eaves protruding outside the second floor.

Hearing the sound of hitting the door downstairs, Gordon gritted his teeth, slid down along the eaves, and fell straight onto a rain shed. Fortunately, when he slid down on his back, the blood didn't leave traces.

After falling onto the rain shed, Gordon used his last bit of strength to turn over and go down, letting the garbage bags underneath cover him. After a while, he heard the footsteps in the building disappear. The other party didn't find him and seemed to have left.

Gordon lay in a pile of garbage. He felt that every breath he took carried a heavy bloody smell. That bullet injured his lungs.

His arm was a bit numb because of blood loss, but he could still clearly feel the engagement ring on his middle finger. His body temperature was gradually merging with the cold metal ring.

He recalled the expression of disbelief and heartbreak when he broke up with Barbara.

He thought, Barbara was right. He was a fool, a hopeless fool, a fool who would never learn to change, a fool who deserved to die alone.

Gordon felt an irresistible coldness strike, followed by a warm current gushing from inside his body. The blood from the forehead broken when falling flowed down his forehead, flowed into his eyes, dyed his field of vision into a bright red, and covered it with a layer of black fog.

Soon, Cat Getan rained again. Today's rain was not special, just like every night rain in Cat Getan, fine and cold.

Gordon's consciousness was gradually hazy, like a trapped beast lying in the abyss. This lover's tears falling from high altitude could not save his gradually passing life, but this rain that reminded him of his lover's tears made a more firm emotion gush out from his heart. He thought.

If he was born a fool who couldn't learn to change, he would rather exhaust all his fresh life in this quagmire, and a heart like a dead hard stubborn stone.

Then let him die here alone, let the rotten wind blow over his withered bones, until it takes away the traces of his living, and then when facing this endless darkness, the last trace of soul still resists, refusing to kneel down.

Gordon thought—

Then let him be here, one against ten thousand, until dawn. ===== CHAPTER 85 =====