Gordon and Barbara had a fight when they got home. Barbara waited for him until very late. She sat alone in the dark room, and the dinner table was already cold. It was carefully prepared by Barbara to celebrate their upcoming purchase of their first small home. Unfortunately, the most important protagonist was missing in this dinner.

Barbara knew Gordon was busy, but she knew more that Gordon would be so busy not because he was not able to do his job, but because the police were not needed in the place where he worked.

Barbara, who accompanied Gordon all the way, knew very well that with Gordon's ability, it would not be so hard to go to any city other than Gotham. More importantly, Barbara also knew that even if Gordon worked so hard, there was no meaning and he could not save this place.

When Gordon came back, Barbara was sitting on the sofa, stroking a photo, which was taken after the internship. Gordon and she were both very young, even children.

At that time, they were not yet 20 years old. They had just confirmed that their relationship was not yet two months old. They were drunk at the party and then talked about their ambitions together.

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

Although they have different ambitions, they still fell in love. Even a long-distance relationship that lasted for several years did not make their relationship fade.

But on this night, it seemed that the emotions that had accumulated for a long time burst out at once. Barbara sat on the sofa and cried silently, while Gordon stood at the door without saying a word.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to comfort Barbara, nor that he can see his beloved fiancée crying alone without moving.

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

Gordon was not a native of Gotham. He was born in Chicago. He was not a poor man. Instead, he was a middle-class child. He lived a wealthy life since childhood. 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 was with him day and night, he didn't understand this question. Why did Gordon give up his bright future at the Chicago Police Department and come to the ghost place of Gotham, and stay for several years.

Gordon did not achieve anything at the Gotham Police Department.

His promotion speed is very slow. He has been the leader of a group for several years and he is still the leader of a group. He has never solved any major cases. Even if some cases have made contributions, the final contribution will not fall on him, let alone uphold justice and change Gotham.

But Gordon was like being obsessed with ghosts, and he had to stay here. All his former teachers and classmates always looked regretful when they mentioned him. In their opinion, even if Gordon knew a little flexibility, his achievements would be much higher than they are now.

Gordon walked over and hugged Barbara. She kept crying, but asked nothing because she knew that Gordon had never given the answer to the question she wanted to ask the most.

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

There is never a shortage of crying at night in Gotham, but Barbara's crying must be special. Few people here will cry for their lovers. The heat in their chests is not enough to warm themselves, and they will no longer cry for something illusory as love.

It is precisely because he has seen too many Gotham crying at night that Barbara's sadness and tears made Gordon even more uncomfortable. He feels that he has become a worse murderer than those criminals.

He thought that when he decided to live in this abyss, he should no longer expect people on the ground to look at him. Even if there were such a person, her final outcome would only shed tears at him, just like the cold rain falling on him late at night, but these tears were shed in vain. Thousands of lovers' tears were like thousands of drizzles, which could not change this stubborn stone that was unknowing to adapt.

The next day, Harvey came to visit Schiller again, which surprised Schiller because the lawyer has always cared about etiquette and rarely came to the door without making an appointment.

Harvey said: "Godor came to me yesterday and hoped that I would find a legal counsel for his fiancée, preferably in the metropolis or other southern cities."

"I saw that his mental state was a little wrong, so I came to you. I think he and his fiancée were not just a quarrel. They had even bought a house and were even planning to have a few children, but now Gordon seems to want to break up with Barbara, which is very wrong..."

Schiller believed in Harvey's intuition, but he called Gordon, and his number was unanswered. When he called Gordon's police station, his colleagues told Schiller that the hard-working detective who had been working overtime for several years did not come to work this afternoon.

Schiller had a bad premonition, so he hurriedly contacted Gordon's partner, Batman.

Last night, Gordon thought about it all night, and finally, he broke up with Barbara the next morning.

In order to allow Barbara to leave Gotham as soon as possible, he asked Harvey, the barrister, to find a new job for Barbara, and it would be better to be farther away from Gotham, as possible.

Gordon is just an ordinary person, and the emotional impact of breaking up with his girlfriend whom he has been in love with for many years has almost collapsed.

At the police station, he was unwilling to work all morning and was in a daze. By noon, everyone went to have dinner. The empty office made Gordon unable to stay anymore.

He walked out of the police station in a daze, just looking for someone to stay in a little more place so that he would no longer be immersed in that desperate sadness.

But things went against his wishes. As he expected, his troubles were far from over.

Not long after he walked out, he found someone following him. Gordon was a little more awake and wanted to return to the police station soon, where there were heavy weapons guards and would not be easily invaded.

But the people who followed him were cunning. When Gordon saw a few maliciously staring at his face on the road ahead, he knew that there would be no good results to continue moving forward.

He only had a gun 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 and turned right into the alley with the pistol, and then hid in a blind spot of vision at a corner.

This behavior did not play any role. The people who followed him obviously understood the terrain here very clearly. When they saw Gordon turn right, they immediately followed.

The footsteps outside the alley were getting closer and closer, and the sky gradually became darker. 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 dim to dark, when people had the worst vision, Gordon fired a shot at the entrance of the alley.

Seeing that his bullet did not hit the person, Gordon immediately gave up his first plan. He knew that the opponent must be a well-trained killer and would not be affected by his vision.

He immediately put away his gun and ran back. Two gunshots came from behind. What surprised Gordon was that the gunshot had a muffled sound with a muffler. Gordon immediately understood that these people were not natives from Gotham.

Gotham’s killers will not bring mufflers to guns, that doesn’t make any sense. No one in Gotham will react to gunshots, which is like putting earplugs on deaf people.

Thinking of this, Gordon made a new plan in his mind.

The people behind were chasing each other tighter and tighter, obviously they were more physically and explosive. Gordon ran to the end of the alley and then quickly climbed up along an exterior wall.

When he climbed to the top of the wall, the person chasing him arrived. It was the moment when Gordon's actions stopped. With a "bang", Gordon was shot. He flipped off the wall and fell into the yard.

The shot hit his arm without causing any fatal injuries. Gordon covered his arm and continued to run forward. He ran and shouted, "The people from the Black Tower Gang have taken action! They have fired! They have fired!"

The yard is the backyard of a nightclub. When he heard this, someone rushed out immediately. As a result, the person following Gordon was surrounded by the group of gangsters.

At this time, he had just climbed to the top of the wall. When he was in a state of disability, three or four bullets were hit on his body on the spot.

Gotham's principle of action is to see or not, no matter who is on the other side, shoot him first, and then lie down before speaking.

But Gordon's crisis was not resolved. Obviously, a group of people were chasing him. The first person he was thrown away was just an appetizer. Soon, when he ran through the alley and went to the road, he saw a car rushing towards him.

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

Gordon rolled straight to the right, and the car did not hit him, but a black muzzle stretched out from the car.

Gordon was shot again as soon as he stood firm. The shot hit him in the back and Gordon screamed.

However, because it was a gun fired at high speed, the gun did not hit the nail on the head, and it was a bullet-proof. The severe pain drowned Gordon, but his desire to survive still made him run forward.

The more painful it was, the clearer Gordon's mind became. He knew that if he continued running like this, he would have to be caught up in just a few minutes. He endured the severe pain and covered his chest tightly with one arm, while his other arm was bleeding from the shot.

Gordon followed the route in his memory and ran to the back door of an apartment. The back door lock here was broken and it was not closed tightly for many years. He pulled the door lock with one arm. The injuries on his chest caused irresistible pain in every movement, and Gordon's breathing began to get heavier and heavier.

Soon, the door was pulled open for a crack. Gordon was not tall and not strong, and he was able to squeeze in through the crack.

After entering, he still did not stop, but climbed up a small staircase in three steps, pulled open the window of the nearest corridor, and then climbed up desperately, closed the window, and hid on an eaves protruding outside the second floor.

Hearing the sound of hitting the door below, Gordon gritted his teeth and slid down the eaves, falling straight onto a canopy. Fortunately, when he slid down on his back, there was no trace of blood left.

After falling on the canopy, Gordon used his last bit of strength to turn over and let the garbage bag below cover him. After a while, he heard the footsteps in the building disappear. The other party did not find him, as if he had left.

Gordon lay in a pile of garbage, feeling the strong smell of blood in every breath, and the bullet hurt his lungs.

His arm was already a little numb due to blood loss, but he could still clearly feel the engagement ring on his middle finger, and his body temperature was gradually blending with the cold metal ring.

He recalled Barbara's unbelievable and heartbroken expression when he broke up with him.

He thought, what Barbara said was right, he was just a fool, a hopeless idiot, a fool who would never learn to adapt, and a fool who deserved to die alone.

Gordon felt an unresistible cold coming, and then another warm current flowing from inside his body. The blood that was broken on his forehead flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, dyeing his vision bright red and covered with a layer of black mist.

Soon, it rained again in Gotham. Today's rain was nothing special, just like every night rain in Gotham, it was fine and cold.

Gordon's consciousness gradually became hazy, like a trapped beast lying in the abyss. The tears of lovers falling from the sky could not save his gradually passing life, but it reminded him of the rain of tears in his lovers, but it made a more firm emotion surge out of his heart, he thought.

If he was born a fool who could not learn to adapt, he would rather use up all his life in this mud, and his heart would be like a stubborn stone.

Then let him die here alone, let the rotten wind blow through his dry bones until he takes away the traces of his life, and then when facing this endless darkness, the last trace of soul still resists and refuses to kneel down.

Gordon wants to-
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