Chapter 31 (1/2)
”Gotham itself is not sick. The people who are sick are the residents of Gotham. So we only need to change a group of residents. Although it is very sad for me to kill so many people, it is just like this that a strong man is broken. There will always be pains.”
Falcone was going to pour himself some wine, but Sofia took the bottle, not only for Falcone, but also for Gordon's glass.
”So much? That's eight million! Eight million people! ”
Gordon angrily put the glass on the table, which spilled golden wine.
”Father, director Gordon looks unwell. Do you want me to take him to rest?”
Sophia asked Falcone with a smile, but there was a crackle from her bones. The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees. The cat on the carpet immediately woke up from her sleep and looked for the source of the sense of crisis.
Falcone calmed her, said with a smile that he didn't need to. He took out a few pieces of paper to wipe the table himself:
”it's OK, Gordon has been like this since I knew him... When this is over, he will understand me when he sees the new Gotham. What's more, although you are a girl, don't always threaten others. Our falconees pay attention to honor and rules, and we stress to convince people by reasoning. It's very disrespectful of you
”Yes, father, I will pay more attention.”
Sophia softened, picked up the cat on the carpet, pinched its ears and played.
Falcone looked at her kindly, nodded, turned his face to Gordon and said:
”I'll make you laugh. Hehe, my daughter has learned some skills in the Far East. She is young and energetic. Sometimes it's easy to be rude. Please forgive me later
Gordon already felt unable to communicate with the two psychopaths, but Falcone's words reminded him.
”Barbara! Where's my daughter Barbara? ”
He sat up straight and looked at Falcone.
The smile on Rome's face finally stiffened. He hesitated for a moment and whispered to Sophia.
”Turn on the TV and show it to Gordon.” After that, he looked at Gordon apologetically: ”I'm sorry, Gordon, I know you love her very much, but something went wrong with our invitation...
Gordon stood up excitedly, but when Sophia passed by to turn on the TV, he felt that his legs had lost their intuition and flopped back on the sofa.
”What did you do to her? How is she? ” Gordon struggled, still staring at Falcone.
”It's not what we did to her, it's that you've pissed off some people and someone wants to deal with you.” He motioned Gordon to watch TV.
It was just another round of news broadcast. Before Gordon turned to watch TV, he heard a hoarse, demonic voice coming from the TV.
”Good evening, host, good evening! Gotham
when Gordon regained his consciousness, he felt that his heart was full of despair, and his tears flowed freely on his face. In his mind, he kept replaying the scene of the killer in the black and yellow mask shooting Barbara, and her thin little body falling into the rain.