LRAB Chapter 132, Section 29: The GCPD's Betrayal
Chapter 132, Section 29: The GCPD's Betrayal
Chapter 132, Section 29: The GCPD's Betrayal
When the countdown reached zero, an eerie silence filled the carriage; no one knew what to do next.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was confused, Selena seized the opportunity to speak first.
"I suggest everyone stay put! We still have 12 hours to wait for rescue. Losing your composure will only cause the bomb to detonate prematurely."
Unsurprisingly, at this sensitive time, the confused flock needed a leader. Everyone looked at Selena, and many nodded in agreement.
But not everyone buys into her act.
"You're right, but you forgot one prerequisite: the speed can't be lower than 50 km/h. A blizzard is raging outside, the roads are already covered in a layer of snow, and traffic will soon be affected. If we get stuck in traffic, are we just going to sit in our seats and wait for the bomb to explode?"
The man sitting by the window pushed up his glasses with a cold laugh and began pounding on the window with his bare hands.
His words were more convincing than Selena's, and soon most people began to imitate him by pounding on the windows, some with their bare hands, some with their shoes off, and some holding their phones.
However, all the people who took action were passengers by the windows; no one inside the train got up for the time being.
The car windows are made of multi-layered tempered glass, and they are not easy to break unless you strike the edge of the glass with a sharp object.
Overall, the situation is still under control.
The clowns swayed back and forth inside the car, occasionally letting out a few eerie laughs.
Selena quietly exhaled and informed Qin Wei of the situation.
She's not good at leading people; the rhetoric she used just now was something she learned from Qin Wei.
"That man doesn't seem to be contradicting you. On the contrary, he should be filling in the gaps for you. If he doesn't refute you and someone more radical steps forward instead, your car is very likely to go completely out of control."
"You'll be passing the next traffic light soon. Some residents have already started clearing the snow, and the traffic jam is gradually clearing. There's no danger for now."
Boom!
Before she could finish speaking, a violent explosion suddenly rang out ahead, accompanied by a violent shaking of the vehicle. Selena looked up at the road ahead.
Another bus, which had been a hundred meters away from our vehicle, had been blown into a burning metal frame. Amid the screams of pedestrians scattering, it swayed and crashed into a shop window on the side of the street.
The horrific scene of the car in front had put the passengers on the bus on edge, and some had already started shifting their positions, trying to get up.
It is foreseeable that once someone gets up first, the existing order will be immediately broken.
The man who had spoken earlier finally couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly pulled out his pistol, aiming it in all directions.
"Don't move! Anyone who dares to stand up will be killed!"
He went through a long internal struggle before being forced to take this step. Pulling out a gun in front of carjackers was probably asking for trouble.
But just as he had guessed, the Joker gang seemed to be just spectators. They didn't stop anyone from drawing a gun, and they didn't even raise their guns.
The plan has been completed, and their mission has been accomplished. Whether they are attacked and killed by angry passengers or blown to pieces by exploding bombs, death is their destiny.
Everything was for Joseph Cole; they were willing to die for the Joker.
So now the biggest trouble has fallen on the man with the gun. A gun can be a weapon or a tool for breaking windows. Although everyone on the bus is too scared to move, many people are actually plotting how to get the gun and break the bus window.
"If I'm not mistaken, the situation is about to get out of control. I hope I can make it in time."
Qin Wei's tone was very serious.
"By the way, can you see anything on the ceiling of the carriage?"
Selena looked up and indeed saw a large "T" painted in black paint.
This must be the clue the Joker mentioned.
"I understand. Take care."
Qin Wei's tone sounded very calm, and Selena cursed him inwardly as a heartless scumbag.
But no sooner had the call ended than a series of piercing police sirens blared from the back of the bus.
Through the reflection in the glass, she saw a police car approaching. The passengers trapped inside the bus excitedly banged on the glass.
But are the newcomers really friendly forces?
Just thirty minutes earlier, Gordon was horrified to discover that he, as the interim chief, had lost control of the police force.
Most of the police force had spontaneously assembled and moved out without his permission. Gordon slumped in the chair in the chief's office, looking out through the blinds at the police station lobby where only a few traffic police officers were still on duty, feeling a sense of desolation.
It was thought that Rob's arrest would serve as a warning to the corrupt police in Gotham, but it turned out that Rob was just a pawn in the hands of the powerful elites who controlled the police department. With money as the fuse and leverage as the controller, even without the puppeteer, the puppet could still move on its own under the guidance of that invisible hand.
Gordon knew exactly what those bastards were up to—the corrupt cops would wipe away the stains and evidence on Gotham's elite, and since they couldn't catch the Joker, the simplest and most brutal method was to detonate the bus and bury the clues provided by the Joker in flames.
"Hey Gordon, what are you standing there for? It's our turn to move!"
He pushed open the office door in a flurry of activity, and Harvey Dent walked in fully armed.
Underneath his black wool coat was a bulletproof vest with the words "GCPD" printed in white. He held a CAR-15 police rifle aloft, and his tactical belt was full of magazines.
"Yeah! Look at it this way, today's a great day for a big clean-up. Let those damn bastards go to hell! We have a bunch of honest and kind young men who just graduated from police academy!"
Brock leaned against the door, carrying a shotgun, and took a deep drag on his cigarette like an old-school tough guy in a movie.
Gordon touched his slightly sore nose.
Yes, getting to where he is today, when has he ever relied on the GCPD? As long as he has like-minded friends by his side, he will not be alone on this thorny path.
"Smoking is prohibited inside the police station!"
Brock had been hoping Gordon would say something touching at this crucial moment, but the guy was as clueless as ever.
The man threw the cigarette on the ground and let out a cold "humph" from his nostrils.
Gordon went downstairs, where the few remaining young police officers and traffic police had already assembled.
The 22-man police squad, their young faces etched with determination and resolve.
"Do you still remember your oath of allegiance to the police?!" Gordon's roar echoed in the empty police station lobby.
"As a police officer, my most basic duty is to serve the people, protect their lives and property, protect the innocent from injustice, protect the weak from oppression, combat violence, maintain a peaceful social order, and respect the rights of every citizen, such as freedom, equality, and the right to judicial justice, as granted by the Constitution."
"I will guarantee the integrity and honesty of my private life; I will remain calm and courageous in the face of ridicule, contempt, and danger; I will be strictly self-disciplined, kind to others, and always willing to help. I will always maintain honesty in my personal life and professional career, and I will be a model of compliance with the law and internal regulations. I will strictly maintain confidentiality unless required by work."
"I will never let personal feelings, prejudices, hatred, or friendship influence my law enforcement. I will never compromise with violence and crime; I will enforce the law civilly, without any malice, fear, or favor. I will never abuse force, and I will never accept bribes."
"My badge is a symbol of the promise I made to the public. I will wear it at all times and strive to fulfill my promise. Before God, I will dedicate everything to the cause I revere."
Gordon's eyes welled up with tears from the childish shouts.
In Gotham City Police Department, how long had it been since he had heard that resounding oath?
He originally wanted to say something to boost morale, but seeing the excited faces in front of him, he swallowed all his words.
"May we return victorious and set off!!"
Pushing open the police station doors and tearing open the blizzard, those who go against the wind represent Gotham's last vestiges of law and justice.