He turned to look out the window. It was a Gotham City Police Department car, with Harvey driving and Gordon in the passenger seat.
A smile appeared on Li Wei's face.
Jonathan had finally arrived...
We're Professionals!
Gordon and Harvey got out of the car. It took the two of them considerable effort to haul Jonathan out of the back seat.
There was no helping it. Jonathan still had not regained consciousness. If they used too much force, they might hurt him; if they used too little, Jonathan would break free.
"Director Li Wei! I brought you a patient!" Gordon shouted while holding down the struggling Jonathan with Harvey.
"Coming, coming." Li Wei pushed open the asylum doors with a smile. "Sheriff Gordon, we meet again."
"Save the small talk for later. You'd better deal with him first."
Feeling the force of Jonathan's struggles, Gordon was helpless but did not dare use too much strength. He could only lament that he truly was not cut out to be a doctor.
"Don't worry, Sheriff Gordon. I've already notified Dr. Hugo. He'll be here any moment."
As they spoke, Dr. Hugo emerged from the asylum, pushing a brand-new wheelchair. Behind him followed Warwick, the asylum's "caregiver" and handyman.
Under Dr. Hugo's direction, Warwick pressed the constantly struggling Jonathan into the wheelchair. Then he pulled a restraint strap as thick as an arm from his pocket and prepared to tie Jonathan down.
At the sight of this—especially that arm-thick "rope"—Gordon's eyelids twitched.
Was this really an asylum, not some kind of slaughterhouse?
A rope this thick could probably tie up a black bear.
Gordon had indeed worked at Arkham Asylum for a time not long ago, but no new patients had arrived during that period.
The only patient had been Ian. After loading