All Worlds Madhouse

At this time, the other end should have hung up the phone.

The colleague took off his headphones in confusion.

"It's me," he responded blankly.

The cleaner hurriedly placed the plastic bag in front of him.

"Someone just told me to go to the men's room on the north side of the second floor to get this bag and give it to operator No. 17." He tried hard to make his voice less trembling: "He said that if you are slow, someone may die. .”

Mike was already panicking. He grabbed the plastic bag. Inside the plastic bag was a lunch box, which is a simple meal that can be bought everywhere in street supermarkets. Put this thing in the toilet paper basket, even if it is No one would have cared about it the next day, but it was heavy inside.

"Where is that guy? The guy who said that to you?" Mike yelled.

"I don't know, he should have left already." The cleaner responded.

Mike gasped. Of course he knew this would be the answer. Could it be that after the man said these words, he would still stay there quietly and wait to be caught.

In any case, this matter was definitely beyond his control, so he immediately made a very correct decision.

"Don't be stunned, go call someone quickly!"

After all, this was inside the police station, so in less than a minute, the police gathered here. Mike and his colleagues informed Chief Gordon about the incident and the video on their mobile phones.

Sheriff Gordon, whose full name is Jim Gordon, is 43 years old. At his age, most people choose to sit in the office first, either waiting for promotion and salary increase, or waiting to retire and go home. After all, When you are in your 40s, it is a bit unrealistic for you to follow those young people around and fight against criminals.

But Gordon is such an unrealistic person. He has been fighting on the front line of Gotham City's police force for decades, even though he has climbed to the position of Sheriff.

After a long battle of wits with criminals, Gordon became acutely aware that this matter was definitely not simple. He immediately contacted all the police officers sent out, but found that they had lost contact with them all.

Immediately afterwards, he tried to find some clues following the intervention call just now, but found that the call was no longer in the service area.

As for trying to find out the location of the shooting from that video, it is even more impossible, so it is obvious that these cases today were all done deliberately.

Now that things have come to this, he can only focus on this small lunch box.

Of course, Chief Gordon was not stupid enough to open the lunch box directly, but directly called a bomb squad.

Soon, the bomb disposal team was deployed in the wiring area, preparing to open the lunch boxes.

Some people may ask here, why not just throw the lunch box out, or transport it to a relatively safe place and then disassemble it.

Absolutely not. People have said that if you are too late, someone may die. Do you still dare to waste your time? Besides, even a mobile phone can control a bomb now. Who can guarantee that there is no Bluetooth signal or other equipment in the bomb? , if the front foot walks out of the police station, the signal from the back foot is cut off, and it explodes on the spot, that will be big news.

Without further ado, the bomb disposal team was ready and had slowly opened the lunch box. Inside was a small sealed package.

Next, the bomb disposal team opened the package with great care. Inside

Well, it's a bit embarrassing to say that there is no bomb inside, but a tape player.

The bomb disposal team member frowned, turned around, and cast a questioning look at Gordon behind the riot wall.

Gordon hesitated and nodded.

The man followed suit and pressed the switch of the tape player.

After a rustling sound

"Hi Gordon, long time no see." A woman's voice came.

Gordon frowned. He tried hard to search for this woman's voice in his mind, but soon he was sure that he didn't recognize this voice at all.

"Oh, I forgot, you don't know me yet." The voice continued: "Well, let me introduce myself first. My name is Harley Quinn. Maybe you don't know this name yet, but I I think you will remember me firmly in your heart soon."

"Now, I want to inform you that I will keep the vehicles, helicopters, and police motorcycles you sent out today for the time being. As for the police officers you sent out, to be honest, I don't know what they will face. What are you talking about? I just handed them over to some of the most vicious and murderous criminals. By the way, before I left, I told those people to call you no matter how they deal with the police. It's best to record a video, it's the most basic courtesy."

"But to be honest, I don't know if those children will be obedient. But it doesn't matter. After all, you don't have the time to worry about them. Oh, I forgot to talk about business."

".Escape quickly."

"Escape quickly?" Gordon repeated this sentence in his mind, but he didn't realize what it meant.

Then he turned around and found that there were many people standing behind him, and they all looked at each other in confusion.

Suddenly, Gordon thought of something!

"Damn it!" He immediately shouted to the crowd behind him: "Get out! Run, there is a bomb here!"

"Bomb?!" The crowd was still stunned. Wasn't the bomb disposal team just like this? Where is the bomb?

Yes, it doesn’t exist here, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist elsewhere.

So at this moment, a half-meter-high vase on the south side of the first floor exploded first!

Immediately afterwards, there was a garbage bag thrown in the bathroom by a person who had been caught fighting in the morning. Then, there was the water tank in the corner of the hall, and the paper basket directly opposite.

Explosions sounded one after another, and the entire police station was in chaos. People shouted and rushed out of the police station door

Gordon also crouched and rushed out with the crowd in the chaos, but he still had a strange feeling that something was wrong with this recording.

He looked at the panicked people, and for a sudden moment, Gordon seemed to notice something again.

"No! Stop running out, everyone, calm down!" He shouted again!

But at this time, few people can hear Gordon's words. Everyone rushed out of the police station with the flow of people and gathered at the gate.

Then

A car at the front entrance of the police station exploded and burst into flames!

As the car exploded, many vehicles surrounding the police station also exploded one after another. Suddenly, the entire police station was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.

Fear also spreads on the avenue along with the screaming people around.

Gordon looked in shock as he watched the blazing flames and deafening vehicle explosions.

In an area with heavy traffic, the explosion of one car may cause several surrounding cars to explode simultaneously, not to mention the car bomb that surrounded the police station in the first place.

Therefore, it was not until a long time later that the explosions completely stopped and the whole street was in a mess.

The number of casualties is unknown. In short, after Gordon saw the flames ejected from the first car engulfing his colleagues in front of him, his brain was already in a state of shutdown. Until now, he has not completely recovered. Come to your senses.

Sitting in the ambulance, he stared blankly at the wreckage on the street that had no warning at all.

"Who is the woman in the recording? Why did she do that? Harley Quinn, what did she mean when she said long time no see?" Gordon thought dazedly: "Obviously, she is a scary guy. She is a madman and a sociopath, so does she want to blow up the police station? It seems not, because if that is her purpose, she does not need to make such a show, so... she just wants to create a show of power. 'The same huge commotion? Well, if that's the case, she certainly succeeded."

However, the inexplicable feeling in Gordon's mind still did not dissipate. He always felt that the explosion was just a cover to cover up something even more insane.

Just then his cell phone rang.

Gordon took out his cell phone with difficulty and found that it was the police station's internal communication number, so he answered the call.

"Chief Gordon?" came an extremely panicked voice from inside.

"It's me. What happened?" Gordon responded, his heartbeat speeding up unknowingly.

"I am from the statistics department, my police number is"

"Get to the point!" Gordon interrupted the man and shouted sternly.

"The gun armory is empty!" the man said.