American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 30 Turmoil

"Breaking news! Breaking news! The judge has appeared in broad daylight, saving the Eastern District Police!"

"The Eastern District Chief of Police, surrounded by supervillains, was rescued by the Judge he had been hunting down. Let's look forward to the mystery of the Judge's identity!"

At this moment, in the bustling central street, black bat masks are sold everywhere, and children dressed in bat costumes are playing and frolicking.

Unlike before, a new face has begun to be broadcast on the central building, which was previously filled with the latest news about Batman fighting evil.

Beneath the dark robe, a black trench coat, and a black mask stained with mottled blood, even the only exposed eye was concealed by the cloak, revealing a deep gaze. The man stood in the police station, which was almost like ruins, his eyes sweeping over a group of timid criminals!

Indeed, the footage of Lin Jue punishing criminals some time ago was captured by reporters who rushed to the scene.

At that moment, officers at the central police station were talking on the phone.

"Hello ma'am, what can I do for you...? What? You're demanding the arrest warrant for the judge be revoked and that he be pardoned? Fuck!"

"Hello, currently, the Judge's area of ​​operation is limited to the East District. Please remain calm! Wait, why are you worried that the Judge will find you? You're not a criminal, are you?"

In the director's office, Gordon was on the phone.

"Boss?"

"One Batman was already enough to give us trouble, and now this Judge has popped up! What's going on in the East End?"

"I heard the eastern district suffered heavy losses. Should we send some reinforcements?"

"No need? The higher-ups have already sent someone?"

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Gordon frowned. He couldn't understand which police department in Gotham, besides their central police department which had a large number of personnel, could spare extra manpower.

"How's the Batman situation going? I heard he killed someone again?"

A teasing remark came through the microphone.

"Huh? He's never killed a single person!"

After hanging up the phone, Gordon's expression turned serious. He slowly held up the latest photo, which showed Lin Jue as the judge.

At this time, the Eastern District Chief of Police.

George glanced at the scattered documents on the table. They had spent most of the day tidying up all the damaged items in the police station.

"They're here! They're here!"

A police officer suddenly shouted, and all the surviving officers looked expectantly at the newly renovated gate of the police station.

One by one, men and women in police uniforms, expressionless, slowly walked into the somewhat messy police station, riddled with bullet holes.

One of the middle-aged men, with a thick beard, walked at the front, slowly picked up a table, and violently overturned it to the ground. He looked intently at the bewildered police officers in the hall.

"Managing public order? Combating crime? Ridiculous, ridiculous! The police station was breached by criminals! This is the biggest joke I've heard in over 30 years of service!"

A deep voice echoed in the otherwise quiet police station, and all the officers looked guilty.

The bearded new director strode towards George, who was standing behind him, and extended his hand first.

"Detective George, how are you?"

Under the incredulous gaze of the black police officer beside him, George, with a serious expression, reached out and shook hands with the new chief.

"That bastard Leon, if those criminals hadn't killed him, I would have sent him to a military court for trial. He deserved to die for corruption, bribery, and forming cliques!"

"I said bitterly."

"I've reviewed your file and everything. You're the only detective in this police station I truly respect. You're excellent. I hope we can work well together in the future and restore harmony and stability to the East District!"

"yes!"

The surrounding police officers looked at each other in disbelief, never expecting things to develop this way.

Edren quickly entered the police station office, surveyed the brand-new equipment, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face, accompanied by a soft knock on the door.

The next moment, a male and a female police officer, dressed in police uniforms and with expressionless faces, slowly walked into the room.

"Sir, when do we begin our operation?"

The woman's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Edren, who was sitting upright in the director's seat.

Edren slowly picked up the information document about the judge that had been prepared in advance from the side, his eyes filled with thought.

"This guy is no ordinary opponent; in some ways, he's even more troublesome than Batman!"

As he surveyed the faces of the criminals who died at the hands of the judges, including the information about their causes of death, a slight smile crept onto Edren's lips.

In the president's office of the Allen Group, Allen, with his white, slightly curly hair, stared intently at a brown file containing detailed information about several individuals.

Claw Files.

His gaze quickly swept over several files marked as confidential and with information omitted, and landed on a familiar face.

Alan Grayson was now feeling somewhat anxious, a stark contrast to his previous confidence, which had given way to hesitation and uncertainty after the incident.

The Masked Company's raid on the police station was not as simple as it seemed on the surface; they even dispatched a super criminal, but he was still swiftly and decisively killed by the Judge.

This incident not only caused a stir in the open world, but also stirred up a huge uproar in the underworld!

The organization behind him is also somewhat uncertain at the moment, because many of its people have been sent to other areas to carry out certain assassination missions, while others are constantly monitoring Batman's actions. As the family ranked last in the organization, the resources that he can apply for have been greatly reduced!

This also made him extremely uncertain about his next move; he had to consider the gains and losses!

Slowly placing the document on the desktop, Allen went to the floor-to-ceiling window of the building, looking down at the well-arranged houses in the East District, where pedestrians were chatting and laughing as they walked along the streets.

Allen slightly extended his palm, making a grasping gesture in the air, his expression somewhat gloomy.

Dudu!

The sound of a cell phone ringing accompanied this.

Calm words slowly rang out in the spacious office.

"Cancel some operations! Including that woman!"

At this moment, people flocked to the largest exhibition center in the eastern district, admiring the exquisite artworks on display.

The bald man who was the curator stood on the second floor with a smile on his face, watching the crowd's enthusiastic discussion. He was extremely satisfied with the progress of the event.

Suddenly, a slight commotion broke out among the crowd. A woman in a black trench coat slowly walked into the hall, attracting the attention of many men who appreciated art and culture.

Even the bald curator's gaze was fixed on the woman.

"Distinguished lady, which exhibits would you like to see?"

A man in a tuxedo, striking what he considered his most elegant pose, went to greet him.

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