mesbooks Chapter 110 Unexpected
Chapter 110 Unexpected
If the project site is attacked and its core equipment is destroyed.
Or, if the tank storing nuclear energy leaks, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Nuclear contamination will engulf the entire Gotham City, polluting the land, water, and air, and countless citizens will suffer from radiation damage.
At best, people will fall ill or become disabled; at worst, they will die. Gotham will become a living hell, an abandoned dead city.
"Is it really necessary...?"
Li Wei muttered to himself again, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
He leaned back in his chair, slowly closed his eyes, and two images kept flashing through his mind.
On one side, in winter, children huddle around a warm fire, laughing innocently and carefree.
On one hand, Gotham is a desolate wasteland after the nuclear leak.
Scenes of citizens being displaced and crying out in pain.
These two images intertwined, making his heart even heavier.
He thought of Bruce Wayne, the guy who always wore expensive suits and seemed cynical.
He always transforms into Batman in the dead of night, silently protecting Gotham.
Bruce Wayne is undoubtedly a good person; he wants to save Gotham and make the city a better place.
Li Wei had no doubt that Bruce wanted the citizens to live a stable and happy life.
But isn't his kindness and obsession too risky?
Did he consider the devastating consequences Gotham might face if clean energy projects ran into problems?
Levi didn't know the answer, nor did he intend to ask Bruce what he thought.
After all, he must have had his own reasons for choosing to do this.
Batman silently protects Gotham, a city filled with darkness and despair, and he would never do anything to harm Gotham.
Li Wei opened his eyes, his gaze falling once again on the television screen.
At this point, the news had switched to other topics, reporting on the recent security situation in Gotham.
He looked away and picked up the water glass on the table.
He took a sip of warm water, and the warm water slid down his throat, slightly relieving the heaviness and fatigue in his heart.
Just as Li Wei was weighing the pros and cons of Wayne Group's clean energy project, his mind a jumbled mess, his personal cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated.
My personal cell phone, which was on the table, suddenly vibrated.
The phone vibrated very slightly, yet it was exceptionally clear in the relatively quiet office area.
Like a fine needle, it instantly pierced his thoughts at that moment.
Li Wei picked up his phone, glanced at the screen, and saw that the caller ID read "Gordon".
Upon seeing Gordon's call, Levi's expression instantly turned serious.
Sheriff Gordon rarely calls him at this time unless he has encountered an extremely difficult, unsolvable case that requires his assistance.
Without the slightest hesitation, Li Wei held the phone to his ear and immediately pressed the answer button, his voice steady and concise.
"Hey buddy, what brings you calling me now?"
On the other end of the phone, Gordon's voice sounded slightly tired and hurried, with faint police sirens and noisy voices mixed in the background.
Clearly, Gordon is currently at a crime scene.
"Hey buddy, sorry to bother you, but there's a tricky case that requires your presence."
"What's going on?"
Li Wei sat up slightly, his gaze sharpening.
Holding his phone tightly in his hand, his expression focused, he was ready to leave at any moment.
He knew that since Gordon had called it "tricky," it must not be an ordinary case.
Gordon paused, as if gathering his thoughts or trying to avoid the noise around him.
A few seconds later, Gordon's voice came again, his tone serious.
"The location is on the outskirts of the black market in Gotham's West Side. Someone just reported that a body has been found."
The deceased was a well-known local underground arms dealer who was killed by a single blow in a bizarre manner.
No useful clues were left at the scene, except for a bullet casing with strange patterns engraved on it.
Our personnel were unable to identify the origin of the shell casing, nor could they determine the identity of the perpetrator or their motive.
"An underground arms dealer? Shell casings with strange patterns engraved on them?"
Li Wei's brows furrowed again, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the table as his brain raced.
Most underground arms dealers have intricate connections with Gotham's gangs and mercenaries.
The bullet casings engraved with strange patterns are clearly not ordinary ammunition; they are very likely exclusive equipment of a mysterious organization or special team.
This instantly reminded him of the suspicious dark figure that appeared outside Arkham Asylum, as recorded in the police report.
Is it possible that these two things were done by the same person?
"That's right."
Gordon's voice came again, this time even more somber.
"This arms dealer controls a large amount of arms resources and has cooperation with multiple gangs in Gotham."
This guy is usually cautious and heavily guarded, and few people can get close to him.
Not to mention, it can kill with a single blow and leave no trace.
I suspect this is not a simple revenge killing.
There might be a larger conspiracy lurking behind this, possibly related to a mysterious mercenary group.
Li Wei was silent for a few seconds. He knew that Gordon's judgment was correct.
In Gotham, while underground arms dealers have many enemies, most of them have their own protective forces.
Killing someone silently and leaving no clues at the scene is no easy task.
There must be a powerful force driving this.
That force is very likely the source of the storm that is about to hit Gotham.
"I'll be right there."
Li Wei's voice was calm and firm, without the slightest hesitation.
"Send me the detailed address, and I will bring my files and tools and get there as soon as possible."
In addition, instruct the police officers at the scene to protect the scene and not to touch anything there unnecessarily.
Especially the spent cartridge case; try to keep it intact so I can inspect it myself when I arrive.
"Okay, I'll send you the address right away. I'll be waiting for you there."
Gordon hung up the phone quickly after he finished speaking.
The noise on the other end of the phone disappeared, leaving only the busy tone from the phone.
Li Wei put down his phone and quickly scanned the police call logs on the table.
He glanced at the screenshot of the news article about Wayne Group's clean energy project, and his expression gradually became serious.
He didn't have time to weigh the pros and cons of Wayne Group's project at the moment.
He didn't have time to investigate the suspicious shadowy figures outside Arkham Asylum for the time being.
The most important thing now is to get to the crime scene and find out the truth behind the murder of the arms dealer.
Find the source of the bullet casing with the strange pattern, find the murderer behind it, and uncover the conspiracy hidden behind the case.
He quickly stood up, straightened his clothes, and carefully put the police report into a briefcase.
He then picked up his briefcase, turned around, and walked towards the entrance of the office area.
Li Wei's steps were steady and swift, without the slightest hesitation, each step exuding a firm strength.
As Li Wei passed by the television set in the corner of the office area, he glanced at it subconsciously.
At that moment, the television broadcast news about Wayne Enterprises again, undoubtedly about clean energy projects.
The anchor continued to repeat the official statements in a calm tone, yet a hint of barely perceptible worry lingered in his voice.
Li Wei's gaze lingered on the screen for less than a second before he quickly looked away, turned, and walked out of the office area.
In the lobby of the police station, officers came and went, looking hurried.
Some were carrying files, while others were wearing equipment, ready to respond to an emergency.
Some were organizing case records, and the whole hall was filled with a tense and busy atmosphere.
Li Wei walked through the lobby and headed towards the police station entrance.
Police officers along the way saw him and greeted him warmly.
Li Wei nodded slightly in response to the goodwill shown by these police officers.
However, his expression remained serious, and he did not say anything more.
As I stepped out of the police station, a gust of cold wind hit me.
The air was filled with the dust and gasoline smell unique to Gotham streets, which made Levi's hair slightly messy.
He looked up at the sky, which remained a hazy gray, without a ray of sunlight.
The tall buildings in the distance were shrouded in a thin mist, barely visible, exuding an oppressive atmosphere.
Vehicles come and go on the street, and pedestrians hurry along.
Everyone's face showed signs of fatigue and vigilance.
No one wants to linger on the street for even a second longer; after all, this is Gotham, a city forever filled with darkness, danger, and unease.
Levi walked over to his pickup truck—or rather, the pickup truck that Gordon had generously sponsored.
He opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, placed his briefcase on the passenger seat, and then started the engine.
The pickup truck's engine hummed low as it slowly drove out of the police station, merged into the traffic on the street, and headed towards the outskirts of Gotham's West Side black market.
The old car's windows were tightly closed, isolating it from the noise and cold of the outside world.
Li Wei gripped the steering wheel, his eyes fixed intently on the road ahead, but his mind was racing.
He kept recalling what Sheriff Gordon had said, the bullet casing with the strange pattern, and the suspicious shadowy figure on the police dispatch report.
Countless questions intertwined in his mind.
Who exactly is the murderer? Why did he kill that arms dealer?
Where did that bullet casing with the strange pattern come from?
What is the background of that mysterious mercenary team?
Is the suspicious shadowy figure outside Arkham Asylum the same person as this killer?
And why did Wayne Group's clean energy project suddenly come to a standstill?
Is there some connection between this and that mysterious team or the killer?
Countless questions surfaced in his mind, but none of them had an answer.
Li Wei knew that as long as he got to the crime scene and found the bullet casing, he would succeed.
He believed that as long as he carefully examined the scene, he would definitely be able to find some clues and gradually uncover the secrets hidden in the darkness.
He also knew that this sudden case was just the beginning.
An even bigger storm is brewing and is about to sweep across Gotham.
As a consultant for the Gotham Police Department and someone who wanted to protect the city, he had no way out and could not back down.
The pickup truck sped through the streets, weaving through crowded alleys and past dilapidated buildings, heading towards Gotham's West Side.
The West Side is the most chaotic and dangerous area in Gotham, where black markets, gangs, and criminals are everywhere.
Even police officers rarely venture into this area on ordinary days.
The arms dealer's body lay on the outskirts of the West Side black market.
Lying in that darkness and chaos, waiting for his arrival, waiting for the moment when the truth would be revealed.
Li Wei's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
His gaze grew sharper and more resolute.
He knew that what awaited him ahead might be danger, conspiracy, or unpredictable changes.
But he was fearless, because he knew in his heart that he was not fighting alone.
Batman is still here, Gordon is still here, and those who remain in Gotham and want to protect the city stand with him.
He gently pressed the accelerator, and the pickup truck sped up, breaking through the gloom ahead and heading towards the crime scene.
He knew that from the moment he received Gordon's call, he had been caught in a huge storm.
He must do everything in his power to find out the truth, protect the city, and protect the innocent citizens.
To prevent Gotham from sinking into deeper darkness.
In the distance, Arkham Asylum is faintly visible under the hazy sky, like a lurking beast waiting to awaken.
Li Wei's gaze inadvertently swept in that direction, and the unease in his heart grew stronger.
He had a strong premonition about the bullet casing with the strange pattern engraved on it, and about the mysterious killer.
That suspicious shadowy figure will become Gotham's greatest threat.
These guys are like hyenas lurking in the dark, ready to pounce and bite at any moment.
The sound of the pickup truck's engine gradually subsided in the alleys outside the West District black market, and Li Wei turned off the headlights.
His fingertips traced the edge of the steering wheel, his sharp gaze sweeping across the night outside the window.
This is the most chaotic corner of Gotham. There are no streetlights, only a few dilapidated pubs casting faint lights that dapple the muddy pavement.
The air was thick with the smells of alcohol, garbage, and rust, so strong that it made people wince.
"Hey buddy, I'm here."
Li Wei had just called Gordon when there was a knock on the passenger window.
He rolled down the window, and Gordon's voice came from the passenger seat.
From Li Wei's perspective, he had already changed into casual clothes and was cautiously observing his surroundings.
"The scene is at the third alleyway ahead, where forensic experts and technicians are already waiting."
But I didn't dare move the body easily; I was just waiting for you to come.
Li Wei nodded slightly without saying a word.
As he opened the car door, a cold wind instantly swept over him, ruffling the stray hairs on his forehead.
He casually picked up the briefcase on the passenger seat, which contained the police report he had brought from the station regarding the suspicious shadowy figures on the outskirts of Arkham.
The two kept their bodies low and moved slowly along the wall of the alley.
They moved lightly, trying not to make any noise.
The black market in the West End has always been a melting pot of all sorts of people. Even late at night, you can hear the noise and clinking of bottles coming from afar.
There were also faint sounds of arguing, and occasionally a few drunkards would stagger past the alley entrance.
His eyes were glazed over, and he was muttering curses under his breath, completely unaware of the two people who had just passed by.
"Hey buddy, we need to be careful. There are a lot of people around here, so we have to be cautious."
Li Wei lowered his voice and whispered in Gordon's ear.
His tone was solemn and full of admonition.
"We're unsure if the killer is still in the vicinity. If we reveal our hand, we might not only fail to find any clues, but we could also be in danger."