The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 13 Arrest
The super criminals in Gotham City have been disappearing for many years, so the police officers of this generation are very inexperienced in dealing with those weirdos.Fortunately, the execution of the police here has always been strong, so under the command of Chief Gordon, the ambulance was quickly surrounded four blocks away.

Of course, the smooth blocking of the ambulance also has a lot to do with Ziliang's cooperation. He was afraid that those people would lose track, so he deliberately drove at the slowest speed, and all of them picked up people with surveillance cameras. Follow the route, otherwise, if he stops by a small alley, goes in to change clothes, and finds a crowded place to cover his head when he comes out, and yells along with everyone, then it will be difficult to find him again. easy.

On the side of the street, more than a dozen police cars had surrounded Ziliang tightly. The policemen held guns and stared at the ambulance in front of them without daring to blink, fearing that something might happen again.

Ziliang didn't hold back any more, he pushed the car door cooperatively and walked out.

In an instant, all the policemen felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, "Ka Ka Ka", a series of bullets were loaded and loaded.

"do not move!"

"Put down the gun!"

"You are surrounded!"

Well, it’s still these few nonsense words, Ziliang listened impatiently, he looked around with empty eyes, facing the whining police and at least dozens of guns, he naturally put his hands in his hands. He smoked his last cigarette and threw it on the ground.

In fact, just as soon as the cigarette was thrown, a few timid conditioned reflexes in the crowd shivered, and some people even made up their minds that "a puff of smoke was blown out, and then this person disappeared. "This kind of picture will only appear in the movie of enduring it.

But this kind of scene will definitely not appear, because as long as Ziliang walks out of his small hospital, Ziliang is just an ordinary person, so the cigarette was dropped on the ground, just flicked, nothing happened.

Immediately, Ziliang slowly raised his hands high, turned around in a full circle, and signaled to everyone like a curtain call that he didn't have any weapons
And in the next second, no less than a dozen people rushed up in an instant, tied up and handcuffed the robber.

Three hours later, the Gotham Police Department.

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open heavily, Sergeant Gordon walked in, threw an in-ear microphone wrapped with a thin wire, and a blood-stained sleeve on the table.

At this moment, Ziliang was leaned back on the chair, wearing only the crumpled shirt.

"Use your mobile phone to record the gunshots in advance, and then use the lighter to snatch the guard's pistol, take the hostages and lead the police over. Then you let the injured guard kneel at the door, then tie everyone's hands and feet, and buckle the paper bag. In this way, no one can see what you have done." Sergeant Gordon said calmly: "But just after that, you changed the guard's clothes with your own, buckled the paper bag, and pretended to be him kneeling at the door During this time, you have been using this."

Gordon picked up the in-ear microphone and compared it fiercely in front of Ziliang: "Then you pretended to be shot and walked towards us while talking to me in a paper bag. The microphone was entangled The thread is tied to the door of the bank, as long as it goes a certain length, it will be removed, and in the end you just have to pretend to be in great pain and let the medical staff carry you into the ambulance."

After Gordon finished speaking, he sat down on the chair opposite Ziliang and looked at him quietly.

"Hey——" Ziliang smiled: "Did you come up with these after the fact, or did you adjust the bank's monitoring?"

Gordon completely ignored Ziliang, leaning on the table, he stood up oppressively and approached Ziliang: "Who the hell are you?"

"I told you, I'm Ziliang."

"That's just a name. I checked your information. There is no one like you in Gotham City, and you are not included in the immigration records for half a year, so who are you and how did you appear?"

"This——" Ziliang drew a long voice, seeming to be thinking hard: "I'm sorry, I can't explain it to you."

"why?"

"Because you don't understand, even if you understand, you will think I am mentally ill."

Director Gordon slammed the table: "Asshole, don't play tricks with me."

"Okay, okay." Ziliang yelled helplessly: "I am a traveler. I travel through time and space, break through the barriers between worlds, and search for an element that makes up this universe, because..."

"Damn!" Before Ziliang finished speaking, Gordon pinched his brows helplessly and cursed.Because he immediately realized that this bastard named Ziliang was the last type of person he wanted to meet.

Whether it's criminals who think they are smart, or murderers known for their muscular violence, Gordon has many ways to deal with them, and his biggest headache is this kind of unreasonable lunatic, because people don't know What is he doing, and he doesn't know what he wants, a person you can't understand at all. It's like the person from many years ago.

Thinking of that guy, Gordon felt that his whole body was plunged into a strange coldness, as if he had returned to the darkest and most terrifying era.

"He's dead and you saw him die"

Gordon kept talking in his heart, and finally got rid of that crazy memory.

"Uh, you seemed to be very uncomfortable just now." Ziliang's voice sounded genuinely concerned.

Gordon raised his head and looked carefully at the guy who appeared out of nowhere.

"You are simply mentally ill." He said as if summarizing.

Ziliang nodded immediately, as if he was very happy that the other party realized this, and he did not forget to remind him and said: "Yes, yes, yes—psychopath, a mentally ill criminal who just blew up a bank."

Gordon stood up abruptly, but he didn't punch Ziliang, nor yell at him, because he knew that it was useless, fighting with all kinds of lunatics for so many years, let him He summed up a most simple and effective method.

That is, as long as they are caught, there is no need for interrogation, and there is no need to try to understand them. In short, they are locked up directly, and even court trials can be omitted, otherwise they may fall into the trap they designed.

So, Gordon walked out of the interrogation room without saying a word
"Directly arrange the manpower, right now, send this bastard to the Arkham Asylum, and I will communicate with the judge."

He said to a staff member on the side.

(End of this chapter)