amaotonovel Chapter 3296 Bloody New City (45)
Chapter 3296 Bloody New City (45)
Chapter 3296 Bloodshed in New City (Forty-Five)
The Pale Knight suddenly stood up and stared at them with shining eyes.
It was the first time that Chandler saw someone who looked at them as if they had seen their relatives, or the kind of abducted children who successfully found their families, and their whole bodies exuded anticipation and gratitude.
It's as if to say: "Heaven, earth, you are finally here!"
What happened? Was the intelligence wrong? Wasn't the mayor greedy this time?
Chandler took great pains to hold back his expression. He still said very seriously, "We are going to conduct a comprehensive investigation of the municipal government. I hope you will cooperate with us."
"Cooperation! We must cooperate! Perfect cooperation!" The Pale Knight came over, shook Chandler's hand and said, "Where do you want to check first? How about my office first? Do you know how much my coffee machine costs?"
Chandler pulled his hand back with all his strength. Although he was not from Gotham, he had heard about Gotham. He had heard people say that the new mayor was a mental patient, but he didn't believe it.
It now seems that there is no false reputation.
Chandler coughed twice and immediately asked someone to check the coffee machine. After checking it, the two agents said, "Boss, this is a high-end coffee machine. It should be worth around $20."
"Did you buy this, Mr. Mayor?"
"No," the Pale Knight said hastily, "I don't have that much money. This was bought with municipal funds."
Chandler lost interest immediately.
Seeing that he was silent, the Pale Knight became a little anxious and said, "This thing is very expensive."
Chandler waved his hand and said, "Don't try that on me. You'll say this is a normal entertainment need, and then produce a lot of evidence, making our previous investigation results useless. Don't even think about delaying my investigation in this way!"
The Pale Knight opened his mouth. He didn't know what kind of evidence he could come up with to prove that he needed a $20 coffee machine.
But he didn't continue talking because he suddenly remembered that he had held an auction in Wayne Manor before, and everyone knew that he had a good relationship with the wealthy Bruce Wayne.
Serving Bruce Wayne a $20 coffee machine probably doesn't quite cut it.
There were no other valuables in the mayor's office, so Chandler went to the rec room. But there was nothing in the rec room, as Schiller had moved everything away.
Chandler snorted coldly, looked at the pale knight who came out and said, "I don't know where you got the news, but you knew we were coming in advance. But you didn't even leave a pool table. Your incorruptibility is too deliberate."
The Pale Knight died unjustly. Did he not spare his life? He was too slow!
Chandler didn't want to waste any more time here. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the Finance Department! Check the accounts!"
The Pale Knight almost applauded him, he walked faster than Chandler. The city government's accounts can't be without problems! This trend of corruption must be severely stopped!
When they arrived at the Finance Department, Chandler didn't let him in to avoid suspicion, but he still waited at the door with great anticipation.
Then he saw a familiar figure. Schiller was walking slowly towards the elevator.
"What are you doing here?" the Pale Knight asked in a low voice.
"If I don't come now, I will be called later. It's better to come early and watch the fun." Schiller said as he adjusted the collar of his suit.
Sure enough, an agent soon came over and said, "Who is Mr. Schiller Rodriguez? Our boss has some questions for you."
The Pale Knight followed Schiller in. He wanted to see how Schiller could get away with it this time.
Schiller walked over and shook hands with Chandler. Chandler didn't waste time talking to him. He asked, "After the city government went bankrupt, were you responsible for moving the items in the municipal building to the auction site?"
Schiller nodded.
"Okay, then I won't ask you why 60 pounds of carbon paper and 3200 printers disappeared. I just want to ask you, where did the bottles of ink go?"
"The truck flipped over and fell into the Gotham River."
"Are you sure? I'll send someone to retrieve the bottle."
"I won't stop you, sir, but I advise you not to waste your time."
"Why? Don't tell me it was eaten by a toad."
"You're kidding. Gotham River has a serious pollution problem. There are no toads at all."
"That is how the matter?"
"Have you heard about the chemical plant pollution incident in Area X15?"
"Have heard a little bit."
"The leaked corrosive chemicals flowed into the Gotham River and corroded the glass bottles."
The Pale Knight, who had just taken a sip of water from a paper cup, spit it out.
"Any evidence?" Chandler asked persistently.
"Of course, and there are witnesses, more than one." Schiller replied calmly, "It was the super criminal Joker who accidentally broke the sewage valve during the fight with Miss Harley Quinn."
"Maria the Joker fell into a pool of corrosive chemicals and her entire body was severely corroded. Miss Quinn also fell into a coma for a long time due to inhaling toxic gases. Batman was also present."
Schiller took out two photos and handed them to Chandler, then said, "This is the process of Maria the Clown's skin treatment in Arkham Asylum. I have a full set of medical records here. It is clear that this chemical agent is very corrosive. Even the glass bottle must have been corroded."
Chandler took the photos and documents, looked at them, snorted, and threw them on the table next to him. Then he said, "Okay, then what about these 56000 bottles of toilet cleaner? Don't tell me they fell into the river too."
"That's not the case. But have you heard about the natural forest pollution incident some time ago?"
"Just tell me what happened."
"At that time, in order to save the negative impact on their reputation caused by the natural forest pollution incident, the Charabon Group sent all the chemical raw materials containing purification ingredients to the natural forest. Unfortunately, they were surrounded by environmentalists."
"Is toilet cleaner also considered a purification material?"
"Of course it's not a finished product. But it is said that some raw materials can be extracted. In order to show their sincerity, they bought this batch of toilet cleaners."
"What about the money?"
"Then they went bankrupt and didn't give it to us."
"What about toilet cleaners? Environmentalists can't hang around there forever, right?"
"Later, a murder occurred in the natural woods. In order to preserve the scene, all the chemical raw materials at the time were taken to the Gotham Police Department. The toilet cleaner may have been confiscated."
"Then why don't you ask for it?"
"Because the murderer has not been found, the case has not been closed. The goods used as evidence are going through the legal process. We have no way to get them back."
"Why hasn't the murderer been caught?"
"That's something I'll have to ask you guys."
Chandler touched his forehead with the document helplessly, and then said, "Okay, I won't talk about this. What about this? 7600 desks were scrapped in one year. Are all the people here dinosaurs?"
"The loss may be a bit large." Schiller nodded and said, "But the desk is made of environmentally friendly materials. Since no chemical products such as glue are used, the quality is inevitably a bit unstable. If you think this loss is a problem, then we won't buy environmentally friendly ones next time..."
"Stop, I didn't say that!" Chandler quickly waved his hand to indicate that it had nothing to do with him.
"What about this? What about the 7000 computers in stock? Will the car flip over again?"
"Of course not. It was supposed to be in the warehouse. But at that time, the Phils Casino was promoting electronic chips and urgently needed a batch of computers. In order to support the local industry, we sent the computer to him first."
"So the computers are in the casino now? Did they pay for it?"
"No. Because Mr. Fields, the young man who signed the contract, is suspected of murder, and the circumstances are extremely serious. He cannot be released on bail, and we can't see him now."
"So the 6 mice also come with the computers?"
"That's not the case. They just want the console and the monitor. The mouse is still in the warehouse."
"Really? Then we have to send someone to check the warehouse."
"Don't worry, listen to me. It was still in the warehouse yesterday. This morning we found a mutant python in the warehouse. It might have mistaken the mouse for a rat and eaten it."
“What kind of python can eat 6 mice???”
"Mutated python, sir."
"What about the python?"
"The mutation flew away."
Chandler was speechless.
The Pale Knight was numb.
"Is there any proof that this python ever appeared?"
"There are many witnesses, sir. Because of the serious chemical pollution problem in Gotham, many animals have mutated. Many residents near the warehouse have claimed to have seen mutated pythons."
"You two, go ask." Chandler waved his hand at the people behind him.
The warehouse was not far away. After a while, the subordinates came back and nodded to Chandler and said, "There are indeed many witnesses."
The Pale Knight sighed inwardly.
The street near the warehouse building in the old city hall is a fucking drug street. Forget about the flying python that eats the mouse. If you ask them if they have seen a Super Saiyan, they will all say they have.
"So, there's no problem with the city government's accounts before it moves?" Chandler asked with narrowed eyes.
"I'm not sure about that. The mayor has not been in office for long. If there is any problem, it's probably not his fault."
Chandler didn't insist. He picked up an updated document and said, "Okay, I won't pursue the old site. But after moving to the new building, what happened to all the pool tables and vending machines? These things are not consumables, right?"
"Not for normal people." Schiller smiled and took out a document from his pocket and said, "Our mayor has been under too much pressure since taking office. He has mental problems and aggressive tendencies. He smashed several pool tables and vending machines."
"But it doesn't matter. The mayor will pay for it personally. The compensation has been transferred to the municipal fund account. We are considering purchasing insurance for the items in the mayor's office and entertainment room."
Chandler took a look at what Schiller handed over, a very formal diagnosis for a mental illness patient with Schiller's name signed below it.
"Are you a psychiatrist?"
"Yes, I am also the mayor's staff member and the director of Arkham Asylum."
"By the way, sir." Schiller seemed to have just remembered, "You are an FBI agent, right? I wonder if you are involved in illegal gambling involving huge amounts of money?"
Chandler frowned slightly and said, "I'm from the anti-corruption team, but the FBI has great law enforcement power, so of course they can intervene. What illegal gambling?"
"It involves more than 60 lives and tens of billions of dollars. Almost all of Gotham's upper class participated in this illegal gambling."
The Pale Knight watched as Chandler sweat dropped.
Then Schiller's words made him sweat.
"Just yesterday, someone came to me and said he had found complete evidence and was going to announce it all to a reporter from the Met."
"who is he???"
"Bruce Wayne."
Pale Knight: Where did the mutated flying python come from?
Jörmungandr: Hello.