American comic book police officer survival manual

"What is this thing?!"

The violent commotion and screams rushed into Lucius's ears, causing his expression to change drastically.

It is obvious that the white tanker truck parked at the intersection was carrying dangerous gas from the beginning, and its purpose was to create the turmoil at this moment!

But...who was behind all of this?

His existence was known only to Sheriff Gordon. The reason the police department sent him, an outsider, was because there were few trustworthy people left inside, a fact Gordon should be well aware of.

Upon catching the slightly familiar scent of datura in the air, Lucius's expression turned incredibly grim: "So... double-crossing?"

Datura is a hallucinogenic plant, and this strange poisonous gas must have hallucinogenic effects, so we must be on guard immediately!

With a swift movement, Lucius leaped out of the bar and opened his personal bag under the shop with incredible speed, retrieving a gas mask he had prepared beforehand.

"It was originally prepared for those 'contraband' items, I never expected it would be used here."

After donning his gas mask, Lucius quickly pressed the communication button on his communicator and, without waiting for a response, began to explain the current situation.

"Sheriff Gordon, this is Gotham's Third Avenue. There has been a terrorist attack, with a large amount of poison gas released. We need urgent backup!"

Dropping the communicator, Lucius staggered to his feet, trying to find a target to monitor on the street.

Just from catching a whiff of the escaping poisonous gas, Lucius felt dizzy and his vision began to blur.

But when he stepped out of the shop and looked at the devastated street, he truly understood the terrifying nature of the toxic gas from the tanker truck...

Screams, cries, and fear spread like the deadliest plague throughout the street...

Every pedestrian's face was filled with intense and unyielding horror and dread. They fled in panic, seeing blood and collisions everywhere they looked!

Without time to think further, Lucius squinted, resisting the effects of the gas while trying his best to find the white truck on the completely blocked road.

In any case, the person who released the poison gas must have only one purpose: to intercept this batch of crucial raw materials from the Penguins!

As long as the target can be found...

Drawing his Glock from his waist, Lucius listened to the continuous gunshots ringing out in the street and followed the sound to the location of the white van!

But the next second!

Before the vehicle stood a terrifying figure dressed in red, with a livid mouth that stretched from his ears, causing Lucius's pupils to shrink sharply! A chill ran down his spine!

clown!!!

How could the Joker be here?!

No! Something's not right! It can't be!

Hallucinogenic gas—this fear comes from poison gas!!

With a sudden shake of his head, Lucius struggled frantically, and his vision finally cleared, allowing him to see the dark figure clearly—

He was a gang member holding a submachine gun, completely gripped by fear.

Behind him, a large number of gang members dressed in black suits raised their weapons in fear and fired randomly at the air or at their comrades.

Trembling legs, completely out-of-control bullet trajectories—everything proved that the Penguin's henchmen had completely lost their ability to resist under the influence of the toxin!

"Damn it...these idiots who delivered the goods didn't even know to be careful about the smell?? What if the 'goods' leaked out?"

Forced himself to wake up, Lucius dodged behind cover, his eyes fixed on the cab of the white truck, but he could only vaguely make out a tall, thin figure wearing a gas mask!

"Buzz!"

The roar of the engine filled the air as the strange attacker slammed the accelerator to its limit, sending wisps of smoke flying as the rapidly spinning tires scraped against the ground!

The distance was too great for Lucius to get close, and the accelerating truck almost instantly whizzed past the police officer at high speed!

Clenching his teeth, Lucius took the oddly shaped tracking device out of his pocket and threw it with all his might at the speeding white truck.

From the beginning, there was no preparation to stop the illegal vehicles. Lucius has no vehicles to pursue them at all. He has done everything he can to get to this point.

Moreover... instead of chasing after that terrifying, unknown guy, cleaning up the mess right now is what an ordinary police officer should be doing.

"Damn it, you guys are the ones who should be solving this problem."

Fastening his gas mask tighter, Lucius poked half his body out from behind cover again, glaring angrily at the gangsters who had messed things up.

Completely gripped by fear, the henchmen were now firing indiscriminately with all sorts of guns, causing further destruction and bloodshed on the main road.

Is this how the Penguin's henchmen operate? What can they do besides cause trouble?

[Skills; Shooting Expertise (Proficiency: 9, Beginner)]

Lucius glanced at the newly unlocked ability in the manual, then, watching the gangsters firing indiscriminately in the center, suppressed his panic, took a deep breath, and raised his pistol...

If these gangs are allowed to continue, a large number of innocent people will bleed.

The poison gas seemed to make everyone see their deepest fears, which completely rendered these gang members powerless to resist.

Calm and collected, Lucius raised the Glock, and flames spurted from its muzzle—

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Bullets flew precisely into the guns in the hands of the rioters, and under the continuous firing, the triggers of the guns shattered one after another.

The escort team, consisting of more than ten people, had all their weapons destroyed by Lucius in less than half a minute, even though they could not find the source of the shooting.

The dangerous elements, having lost their weapons, were also completely deprived of their support. They collapsed in fear, tears streaming down their faces.

"Batman? It's Batman! Batman destroyed my weapons! Don't come any closer!!"

Afraid of Lord Wayne? That's normal.

After reloading his pistol and taking out his handcuffs, Lucius walked into the street and began to take control of these dangerous individuals who were immersed in a hallucination of fear.

"Boss! I didn't betray the gang! You have to believe me!!!"

A burly man broke down in tears after losing his weapon, his trembling eyes filled with intense guilt.

"Brother! I absolutely did not touch your wife! Don't point a gun at me!!"

A gaunt gang member, looking flustered, retreated repeatedly as Lucius slowly approached.

"...What kind of junk is this...?"

Looking at the chaotic group of gang members, Lucius covered his forehead, lamenting that he hadn't prepared enough handcuffs.

Unable to let these terrified thugs run rampant, Lucius had no choice but to find a rope and tie the terrified men, who were incapable of resisting, together after destroying their weapons.

After thoroughly dealing with the members who were transporting contraband, Lucius sighed as he looked at the devastated streets.

"This is Gotham..."

He had only been in this dangerous city for two days... If he hadn't prepared a gas mask in advance, he would probably have lost all his ability to resist in fear, just like these guys, and might have been accidentally killed by someone who was also deeply mired in fear.

"Fine, let's make another call and call the medical team over as well."

The toxic gas in the white tanker truck had completely dissipated, but the streets were littered with blood due to the car accident and shooting...

As an ordinary police officer, Lucius had done his best, and the rest was beyond his control.

He has already accomplished a great feat by managing to control the gang members and minimize casualties.

After making all the necessary calls for help, Lucius, sitting on top of the vehicle, suddenly spotted a familiar figure on the street...

"Huh?"

That girl is...

"Pamela?"

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