Chapter 13 Arrest

　　Gotham City's super-criminals had been out of sight for many years, so the cops of these past few terms were pretty inexperienced in dealing with the weirdos. But fortunately, the execution of the police here has always been very strong, so under the command of Commissioner Gordon, that ambulance was quickly blocked four blocks away. 　　Of course, this ambulance was blocked so smoothly, and Zi Liang's cooperation had a lot to do with it, he was afraid that those people lost him, so he deliberately drove at the slowest speed, and all the routes were picked with surveillance cameras, otherwise, if he had stopped next to a small alley, went in to get changed, and then came out to look for a crowded place to put his head, and then followed the people together with the wow screaming, it would not be so simple to find him again. It will not be so simple to find him again. 　　On the street, a dozen of police cars had surrounded Ziliang, and the policemen were holding their guns and staring at the ambulance in front of them, fearing that something would happen again. 　　Zi Liang didn't sell any more secrets, very cooperative directly pushed open the door of the car and stepped out. 　　In an instant, all the police officers were like an enemy, "Ka ka ka ka", a series of sounds of bullets being loaded rang out. 　　"Freeze!" 　　"Drop your guns!" 　　"You're surrounded!" 　　Well, or this a few words of nonsense, Zi Liang listen to a face of impatience, he false eyes looking around, facing the whimpering police and at least dozens of gun muzzle, very natural to the hand of the last mouthful of cigarettes, and then thrown to the ground. 　　In fact, just throw the smoke this time, the crowd has a few cowardly reflex like a shiver, and even some people have brainstormed "a puff of smoke was blown out, and then the man disappeared." This kind of image only appears in endurance movies. 　　However, this kind of image would definitely not appear, because as soon as he stepped out of his own little hospital, Zi Liang was just an ordinary person, so that cigarette was dropped on the ground, and it just bounced a little, and nothing happened. 　　Then Zi Liang slowly raised his hands, restored the ground in a circle, as if the show curtain call to all the people to show that they have no weapons ....... 　　And the next second, there are no less than a dozen people instantly rushed up, will this robber tied up, handcuffed. 　　...... 　　...... 　　Three hours later, the Gotham Police Department. 　　The door to the interrogation room was thrown open heavily, and Sergeant Gordon walked in, tossing a picture of an in-ear microphone with a thin wire wrapped around it, and a blood-stained sleeve onto the table. 　　At the moment, Zira was leaned back in his chair with his backhand, wearing nothing but the wrinkled shirt. 　　"Use your cell phone to record the sound of the gunshot beforehand, then with the lighter you grab the guard's pistol and lure the police over after taking the hostage. After that you made the injured guard kneel in the doorway, then tied everyone's hands and feet and fastened paper bags again so no one could see what you did ......," Sheriff Gordon said stoically, "but right after that you switched the guard's clothes with your own switched, fastened on a paper bag, and disguised yourself as if he were kneeling in the doorway ...... All this time, you've been using this." 　　Gordon picked up the in-ear microphone and compared it fiercely in front of Zira, "And then you were disguised as if you were shot, walking toward us while talking to me in the paper bag. The microphone is wrapped around a wire and tied to the door of the bank, and once you've traveled a certain length, it'll be removed, and then at the end you just have to pretend to be in immense pain so that the paramedics can carry you to the ambulance." 　　Gordon said all of this before sitting down in the chair across from Zira and watching him quietly. 　　"Heh heh-" Zira laughed, "Did you come up with all of this on your own after the fact, or did you go and pull the bank's surveillance?" 　　Gordon completely ignored Zi Liang, he leaned on the table, very oppressive stand up to get close to the other ......: "Who the hell are you?" 　　"I told you, I'm Zira." 　　"That's just a name, I checked your information, there's no such person as you in Gotham City, and you're not in the entry records for six months, so who the hell are you, and how did you show up?" 　　"It's-" Zira pulled in a long voice, as if he was trying to think, "I'm sorry, I don't have any way to explain it to you." 　　"Why?" 　　"Because you can't understand, and even if you did, you'd think I'm a psychopath." 　　Commissioner Gordon slammed the table, "Don't play games with me, asshole." 　　"Fine, fine." Zira yelled helplessly, "I'm a traveler, I travel through time and space, breaking through the divide between worlds to find an element that makes up this universe because ......" 　　"Shit!" Before Zi Liang could finish, Gordon cursed as he pinched between his eyebrows extremely helplessly. This was because he immediately realized that this bastard called Zi Liang was the type of person he would least want to encounter. 　　Whether it was those criminals who thought they were smart, or the murderous maniacs who were all muscular and known for their violence, Gordon had many ways to deal with them, and the one he had the most headaches with was this kind of lunatic who simply couldn't be reasoned with because people didn't know what he was doing or what he really wanted, a person you simply couldn't understand ...... It's like that guy from ...... many years ago. 　　As soon as he thought back to that guy, Gordon felt his whole body fall into an eerie coldness, as if he were back in that darkest, most horrible time. 　　"He's dead ...... you saw him die ...... with your own eyes." 　　Gordon kept chanting in his mind, which finally broke away from that crazy memory. 　　"Uh ...... you seemed uncomfortable just now." Zira's voice came, seeming to actually carry a bit of concern. 　　Gordon lifted his head and looked closely at the guy who had come out of nowhere. 　　"You're practically psychotic." He said as if summarizing. 　　Zira immediately nodded, as if he was glad that the other man recognized this, and said as if he was not forgetting to remind, "Yes, yes, yes - psychotic, a psychotic criminal who just blew up a bank." 　　Gordon rubbed his feet, but he didn't punch or yell anything at Zi Liang, because he knew that none of that would be useful, and all these years of fighting with all kinds of lunatics had made him summarize the simplest and most effective method. 　　That is, as long as they are caught, there is no need for any interrogation, nor do they have to try to understand them, in short, they are just directly locked up, and even the court trial can be omitted, or else it is very likely that they will fall into the traps that they have designed. 　　Therefore, Gordon walked out of the interrogation room without saying a word ...... 　　"Directly arrange staff, right now, to send this bastard to Arkham Asylum, I'll communicate with the judge." 　　He said to a staff member on the sidelines.