I Create the League of Heroes in Gotham

He found that he had gradually adapted to life in Gotham, and even thought it was quite good.

After the slaughter at Scott Asylum, he gained quite a bit of Soul Essence.

As of now, he had accumulated 998 Soul Essence, very close to purchasing Alchemist Singed for 1350.

"Creak, creak..."

Li Wei tossed and turned on the old wooden bed, calculating his earnings, and his mood grew even better.

If he went to cause trouble for the Maroni Family tomorrow, he should be able to buy Singed's hero template.

This way, his plan could be moved up on the schedule.

"I'm really a master planner!"

Tomorrow would be another day filled with seventy thousand... hopes!

Although Li Wei had gone to sleep, the storm he had stirred up in Gotham had not subsided and continued to ferment.

As expected of the media industry in the city of sin, Gotham TV and Gotham Daily knew exactly how to grab the audience's attention.

Not only did they rush to Scott Asylum to report live, but they also "optimized" the content of their follow-up reports.

The media reporters focused on the explosive points of the news and added a certain degree of "artistic embellishment" – death notices, leaving names, riddles...

"Oh, my God, Tommy, you're a genius! If I hadn't been to the scene myself, I might have truly believed this was Zorro, not a mad killer!"

At the Gotham Daily headquarters, a portly white man excitedly patted the shoulder of a thin man beside him as he looked at the manuscript in his hand.

"Tommy, this is probably the best news in the past year. The public will definitely buy out our newspaper! The editor-in-chief position just opened up recently, and I think you have great potential..."

Tommy's eyes lit up with excitement, and he quickly pledged his loyalty.

"Don't worry, manager, I will definitely work harder!"

He had been eyeing the editor-in-chief position for a long time. If he could become the editor-in-chief, not only would his income increase significantly, but he could also force that new intern to engage in some "friendly" exchanges with him...

The new female intern, Vicki Vale, looked like she had a great figure...

"Oh, right, tomorrow the newspaper will have a joint broadcast with Gotham TV, at the Maroni Family's bar. If Khada Jhin shows up, we'll report live. You'll be the host, Tommy. The more sensational the report, the more attention it will attract!"

The fat manager's words jolted Tommy out of his daydream. Tommy quickly swallowed and nodded in agreement.

This kind of sensational reporting was not uncommon in the media industry, and Tommy was used to it, but...

"Manager, isn't Gotham TV our competitor? Are we really cooperating with them..."

To Tommy's surprise, the manager, who usually acted like he was sworn enemies with Gotham TV, put on a righteous expression.

"Hey! What are you talking about! We are all part of Wayne Enterprises, so we naturally have to prioritize the overall interests of Wayne Enterprises."

Tommy didn't believe the fat manager's words at all. It was common knowledge among the employees that the manager had quite a bit of extra income every year. Who knew what kind of shady deal he had made with Gotham TV!

However, none of that mattered. What was important was that as long as he did a good job on tomorrow's broadcast, he would soon have a chance for promotion!

But Tommy still had a doubt: would that person named Khada Jhin really dare to go to the Maroni Family tomorrow?

After all, that was the Maroni Family!

Even the police had to be polite when they went there!

Not a small number of people held the same thought as Tommy.

Thanks to the promotion by various media outlets, the name Khada Jhin had spread throughout the streets and alleys of Gotham City in just a few hours.

Especially since it involved the Maroni Family, one of the underground overlords.

A battle between a Zorro-like figure and an underground overlord – the kind of drama the public loved to watch!

Some people had even become fervent fans, making their own Khada Jhin costumes and preparing to go to the Maroni Family tomorrow to cheer for Khada Jhin.

It had to be said that the madness of Gotham's citizens was deeply ingrained.

It seemed that most people had selectively forgotten that there were no survivors at the scene of the massacre at Scott Asylum!

However, Gordon and Harvey, the detective duo at the Gotham Police Department, were an exception.

"Gordon, how is it?" Harvey yawned and took another sip of alcohol to ward off sleepiness. "Did the forensic report find anything?"

After returning from the scene at Scott Asylum, the other police officers had gone home, but he stayed at the police station with Gordon to continue analyzing the case.

"Nothing useful. However, the forensic report did have a bizarre finding: all the bullets in the scattered remains had disappeared." Gordon's brow furrowed.

Harvey's heart skipped a beat.

Although Gotham never lacked murder cases, one this bizarre and strange was unprecedented.

Moreover, he had a very strong premonition.

This case, they might not be able to solve it!

"Buddy, what do you want to do now? The clues we have are completely useless." Harvey looked at Gordon.

Although he hoped Gordon would uphold justice, he wouldn't force him. Harvey knew Gotham too well; too many people had bowed to reality.

"What do I want to do? Of course, continue investigating!" Gordon's eyebrows shot up, completely unfazed by the setback. "It doesn't matter if the clues don't lead anywhere. I've already asked Edward for help. He's the smartest person in our police department!"

"Edward?" Harvey frowned and pressed further, "Edward from the evidence department?"

That guy, while intelligent, had very low emotional intelligence. Not only was he practically invisible in the police department, but he was also ostracized.

"Of course, I think he's the only one who can possibly solve that damn riddle."

Gordon didn't care about all that. Whether a cat is black or white, it's a good cat as long as it catches mice.

Hearing this, Harvey couldn't say anything more. After all, there were no other options right now. It was a long shot, but worth a try.

"However, Harvey, I need you to accompany me to the Maroni Family right now to see if we can get any clues from them. After all, Khada Jhin is coming after them."

"Uh, sure, no problem."

Everyone knew that tonight, this suddenly appearing Jhin, Khada Jhin, this name would shake Gotham's underworld and the authorities...

Chapter 8: Gordon's Justice

The Maroni Family's location wasn't a secret in Gotham City.

Gordon and Harvey quickly arrived at their destination.

A luxuriously decorated bar.

Before Gordon could even knock on the bar's door, it was opened from the inside.

"We're closed today!"

A burly man with a stern face opened the door and rudely tried to shoo them away.

Since Gordon and Harvey weren't in uniform, the man didn't recognize them.

Gordon had no choice but to pull out his badge to identify himself.

"We're from the Gotham PD. I need to speak with your boss, Sal Marroni, about something."

The man's expression became a little more serious. After carefully examining their badges, he said with a cold face.

"You two wait here. I'll go inform the boss!"

Not everyone in the Maroni Family was named Marroni. They were called the Maroni Family simply because their boss was named Sal Marroni.

Even though the gangsters weren't giving them a warm welcome, Gordon and Harvey had to endure it.

Because to get a warrant to search the Maroni Family's premises, even though they knew they were a gang and knew they were committing crimes, the warrant just wouldn't be approved.

No reason given, it was just Gotham!

"Bang!"

The door closed, leaving Gordon and Harvey outside. The two exchanged a look, reading the same thought in each other's eyes.

Perhaps tonight would go more smoothly.

Khada Jhin's massacre must have had a significant impact on the Maroni Family, otherwise, there was no explanation for why their bar would be closed tonight!

This bar, ever since it opened, was a famous money pit in Gotham, its daily profits making even a cop like Harvey envious!

"You can come in. Boss Sal said he'd see you."

The burly man pushed the door open again and said to them.

After a thorough pat-down, Gordon and Harvey finally met their target – Sal Marroni.

A burly white man in an expensive suit sat on a sofa, with two subordinates standing behind him.

"Detective Gordon?" Sal Marroni spread his hands. "What brings you to my bar? We're closed today. If you come tomorrow, I might be able to give you a discount."

Seeing Marroni's arrogant demeanor, Gordon could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Without an arrest warrant, without evidence, he couldn't touch the man at all.

"Mr. Marroni, we're here to ask if you have any information about someone named Khada Jhin." Harvey, the seasoned veteran, quickly smoothed things over.

The mention of Khada Jhin's name instantly turned Marroni's face cold.

"Detective Gordon, Detective Harvey, instead of asking me here, you should be out catching that murderer, Khada Jhin!"

Marroni said through gritted teeth.

In fact, after the police arrived at Scott Asylum, they had already received intelligence.

Even earlier than Gordon!

While Gordon was still waiting for the coroner's report, Marroni had already mobilized his forces throughout Gotham to search for Khada Jhin.

But they had never even heard the name Khada Jhin before, as if they had appeared in Gotham out of thin air!

Up to this point, half of the underworld had been mobilized, but there was still no clue.

Marroni's words left Gordon speechless.

If they had clues, if they had clear evidence, why would they need to come here and take Marroni's attitude? They would have already gone to catch the person.

Gordon could only retort unconvincingly, "Mr. Marroni, the other party is coming after you and has issued a death notice. If you can't guess the riddle, he'll come looking for you tomorrow."

"He'd better dare to come!" Sal Marroni's face was as dark as water. "Don't say I don't know the guy at all. Even if I did, the Marroni Family wouldn't cooperate with the police. We'll find our own way to get our dignity back!"

Khada Jhin's actions were undoubtedly like spitting on the Marroni Family's face in front of all of Gotham, and then spitting on it again.

The Marroni Family had to retaliate with the most brutal methods, or their authority in the underworld would be completely lost!

The consequence would be the Maroni Family being devoured by other gangs in the underworld, like hyenas.

Gordon, having been rebuffed, wanted to say more, but Harvey, seeing no leads, quickly tugged at him.

"When that guy comes to you tomorrow, don't call the police. Let me save you!"

In the end, Gordon could only angrily throw down a harsh threat before Harvey pulled him away from the bar.

Before closing the bar door, Gordon and Harvey heard uncontrollable bursts of laughter from inside.

"Buddy, a mobster calling the cops for help, that's a pretty funny joke." Harvey, with a wry smile, pulled Gordon back into the police car. "What are you planning to do next?"

Gordon looked through the car window at the door of Maroni's bar. After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"Let's go, Harvey. We'll go back to the precinct for backup and focus on protecting this place tomorrow."

Harvey's jaw nearly hit the floor.

"Huh? What did you say? Go back to the precinct for backup, to protect those scumbags? Are you out of your mind? They're mobsters!"

Gordon turned his head and looked seriously at Harvey.

"I know they're mobsters. If mobsters break the law, the law will punish them, not Khada Jhin. On the contrary, Khada Jhin is trampling on law and justice!"

Harvey: ...

In the end, Harvey couldn't resist Gordon's serious gaze and helplessly put his hand to his forehead.

He swore he had just wanted a quiet retirement, but he really couldn't stand by and watch Gordon take risks alone.

"Alright, alright, my God, you're right. So, let's go find the commissioner now..."