"Vikin Umbrella Shop? Oh...that's really an old calendar.

In the office of the Gotham Police Department, Brock was lit a cigarette, leaning against the filing cabinet, and said to Gordon: "You know, I am a Gotham native from the East Side, a child from the slums."

"I remember you just came to Gotham... How many years ago should it be? Yes, at that time, the East District was still very glorious, with four major families, large high-end clubs, various bars and clubs, and even strippers were the best."<

"Don't think it's a slum." Brock changed his hand and held the cigarette. He took a sip, spit out the smoke, and fell into memories.

"The East District has been glorious for a while, with Green Street as the center, dozens of streets spread out, including Elizabeth Street, the central area where gangs gather now. But at that time, Elizabeth Street could not be ranked. In terms of prosperity, Green Street is of course the highest priority."

"But now, there is a little..." Gordon frowned, he touched the corner of his mouth and said, "I went to see that case two days ago, and it really doesn't fit what you said...

"Of course, I said, that's all the past. About five or six years ago... or seven or eight years ago, it was the most prosperous commercial center in the East District. The Wijin Umbrella Store was opened in the alley there. Don't think it's remote. In fact, it's the best location.

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Brock exhaled another sip of smoke and recalled: "It is the most special store in the East District. The commercial streets under the gang rule are often all bars, dance halls and high-end restaurants. An umbrella shop is somewhat out of place." "However, the customers of that umbrella shop are all very high-end, because the old umbrella craftsman Weijin is very skilled. The handmade umbrellas he made were a symbol of the identity of Gotham gang bosses at that time. If anyone could take an umbrella with the umbrella emblem with the umbrella emblem, it would mean that he was an upper class in the Gotham gang world."

"I know." Gordon nodded and said, "When I first came to Gotham, there was a craze of handmade products. A retro trend led the aesthetics of the East Coast and even the whole country. Everyone was saying that the things made by machines were cold, soulless, and only handmade things had taste."

"Maybe that's the case, but not exactly." Brock walked over and sat on the chair, and continued, "You know Gotham's weather, umbrellas are really very practical." Gordon put his elbow on the table, pressed his center of gravity on the table, flipped through a file, and said, "This old umbrella maker should be very good in craftsmanship, right? Unfortunately, he died." "Indeed, the entire Gotham gang boss only went to his place to buy umbrellas, so many other umbrella makers stopped doing it. Today, he was the only one left in the entire Gotham - a handmade umbrella maker."

"His craftsmanship is really unspeakable, but his temper is also very strange. When I lived in the East District, I once heard that his umbrellas were sold to only a few people, and no matter how much the other people spent, they could not buy umbrellas."

"Really?" Gordon looked at Brock, questioning: "Those gangsters were not given for nothing. If this old umbrella maker dared not sell them umbrellas, wouldn't they go to cause trouble?"

"I don't know this, but there seems to be no conflict." Brock shrugged.

"I think you shouldn't find any clues from him. He may have been simply injured by accident."

Gordon said unwillingly: "Kevin's death is related to Fish's death, but I can't find any clues from Kevin, so I can only start from others. Do you think it will...?"

Gordon sighed, overturned the guess in his mind, and said, "Forget it, it's unlikely. The handmade product craze has passed now. A gangster boss like Kevin who has not gone to school will not make any handmade custom umbrellas. Our informant never said that he knew the owner of the Wikin Umbrella Shop. They may be strangers."

"But I always feel that it is strange that they died in the same case." Gordon stood up, and he said with his waist crossed, "In the past, there were many incidents that gangsters had affected other people, but I thought that this case was very strange...

"Your intuition has always been very accurate." Brock said to Gordon, "Let's do this, I'll go to that umbrella shop later. After all, I grew up in the East District and am more familiar with it. If there are any clues, I'll tell you...

"That's all there is to do.

As soon as Gordon finished speaking, a little police officer knocked on the door and said, "Boss Gordon, Mr. Falcone has arrived."

Gordon and Brock hurried out to welcome the door. When they came upstairs, they saw the police chief talking to Evans. Evans was wearing a suit and tie, and there were several bodyguards behind him.

The situation looked like he was the owner of the police station.

Evans inherited his father's good looks, tall, tall and handsome, and also inherited a beautiful blonde hair from his mother. However, his image does not look like a gangster godfather, but rather like a celebrity actor or an enthusiastic artist.

Seeing Gordon coming, he turned around and shook hands with Gordon and said, "Detective Gordon, I have long admired Daming. I have heard of you from my classmates and teachers. You are a good police force:

Gordon and Brock accompanied the director and Evans to greet each other. This is true in Gotham. Even though Evans is the biggest suspect in a murder, all the police have to be polite to him and even regard him as a guest of honor because his surname is Falcone.

Just when they were about to invite Evans to the reception room, Evans said, "No need, I have something to say here..."

In the basement of a hotel on Elizabeth Street, Maroni screamed, Batman broke his leg with a steel pipe, Maroni cursed loudly, "You damn meddling weirdo...

Batman's voice was as cold as ever: "I stopped you from killing the innkeeper, but it was not because I happened to pass by. Obviously, I had something to do with you, and you'd better cooperate."

Maroni stared at him viciously and said, "Don't expect me to tell you anything! You whore...

Ten minutes later, Maroni was lying on the ground, his limbs were broken, and Batman asked him, "You shot and killed Fish?"

Maroni didn't seem to expect that he was asking this question, he made a short sniffle in place, the pain almost fainted, but Batman gave him a shot of stimulant to keep him awake.

"You'd better cooperate, otherwise I don't know where the next step will be broken." Batman kicked his arm, and Maroni overflowed from his throat with a dying scream. In the end, he surrendered, and he said, "It's me... it's me..."

"Why do you do this?" "Fish and I have a grudge."

Batman stepped on his broken arm again, Maroni screamed fiercely, and he trembled and said, "Someone threatened me...I can't... "Who threatened you?"

Maroni was silent for a long time. No matter how Batman tortured him, he would not say that name.

Finally, Batman said: "I know the Maroni family's residence, and where your core strength and wealth are hidden. If you don't want a sudden fire that has no one to survive there, it's best to cooperate with me..."

Maroni lay on the ground, as if dead. Just when Batman thought he wouldn't speak again, Maroni spitted out a name in a hoarse voice:

"Evens Falcone."

In the ward of Arkham Mental Hospital, Schiller took his arm back, put the umbrella down, and then leaned the tip of the umbrella to the ground. He said to Coppert, "Don't tell me that you bought this umbrella. You should know that you can't afford it."

"So, did you steal it or did you steal it?" Coppert seemed to be humiliated, and he glared at Shiller with his lips pursed and said, "This is what I deserve!"

Schiller folded his hands on the handle of the umbrella, stood there, and asked Copper, "Why do you say that?"

Copper turned his head and refused to answer.

At this moment, the door of the ward was knocked, and Schiller turned his head and said, "Please come in."

Gordon came in. After he came in, he first glanced at Coppert, and finally stopped his eyes at Schiller and said, "Little Falcone pleaded guilty."

His tone was full of disbelief, and Gordon swallowed and said to Coppert, "I know you can't believe it, because now I can't believe it either."

"But the truth is, before I came here, about a few dozen minutes ago, the godfather's son Evans Falcone came to the police station...."

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"Then he admitted that he ordered Maroni to kill Fish Mooney."

Copper's movements frozen in the air, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and then fell back to the bed like doubting life, and said to himself in disbelief: "... He instructed Maroni to kill Fish, what did I do? What did I do?"

"I..." Coppert seemed to be choking, and he could see from his expression that in just a few seconds, he passed all his plans and actions in his mind, and then he said with great certainty: "Impossible, how could Falcone Jr.... This makes no sense."

Gordon sighed and said, "Who said no? Brock and I were shocked. Evans stood in the police station full of police and told us that he was the leader, that he instructed Maroni to kill Fish."

"He has no motivation to do this," Copper said to Gordon, " "Don't these policemen pay the most attention to the crime motive? What reason does Falcone Jr. do you have to do this? What's the benefit of killing Fish?"

As soon as he finished asking, he said in disbelief: "Okay, killing Fish may indeed be of some benefit to him, such as being able to shock others, but he shouldn't...

I know what you want to say. No matter how stupid the Godfather's son is, he will not use this method to remove his competitors. More importantly, even if he does this, there is no reason to come from the head."

Gangster assassination is a matter of Gotham Sikong

"Godden frowned deeply, and could feel that the deep marks between his eyebrows were almost engraved on his face. He said, "Everyone knows that this kind of thing happens every day, but this is not the reason why he brought this kind of thing to the table."

"What the hell is he trying to do? Why do he involve the police station?"

When Gordon said this, he thought it was ridiculous. What reason was there to involve the police station in the murder? Oh my God! What was he talking about? Is he still a policeman? 5

But in Gotham, this is obviously the reason everyone agrees with. If anyone calls a policeman in assassination between gangs, it will be looked down upon by other colleagues and will greatly damage reputation.

But now, the godfather's son ran to the police station and said openly that he had murdered Fish. The nature of this matter was completely different.
Chapter completed!