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Upper City, Rosco Hotel.

"Detective Bai Lang, you're finally here!"

Ryan walked up to Bai Lang.

"Ryan, don't call me that. It gives me the creeps," Bai Lang said with a laugh, a freshly made taco in his mouth.

The bullet inside him had already been removed by Harley Quinn, and his injuries were almost completely healed thanks to rapid cell regeneration.

"Right, has there been another major case? The Director's expression doesn't look too good."

Bai Lang glanced at Director Gordon not far away, and the heavily armed police officers surrounding the Rosco Hotel.

Even a black figure was approaching from a tall building nearby.

It was the real Batman—Bruce Wayne.

"There have been several bombings in the fashion district recently, all carried out by that new Joker."

"In the most recent bombing, a survivor heard the Joker say he was on the roof of the Rosco Hotel..." Ryan explained to Bai Lang.

"On the roof of the Rosco Hotel?" Bai Lang instinctively felt something was off.

Given the usual tactics of the editors in the DC Universe, why would the Joker so easily reveal his whereabouts?

Furthermore, his sharp intuition told him there was something dangerous inside the Rosco Hotel.

This was most likely a trap, and there might even be bombs inside the Rosco Hotel!

Thinking of this, his expression changed instantly, and he walked over to Director Gordon.

"Director Gordon, do you really believe the Joker is on the roof of the Rosco Hotel?"

Hearing his question, Gordon turned to look at him.

"I don't believe it either, Bai Lang, but we can't afford to miss even a single clue."

"I suspect there are bombs in the hotel," Bai Lang stated his guess.

"And this new Joker might be hiding among the passersby around here." His gaze swept over the surrounding crowd, trying to find the new Joker.

Director Gordon seemed to understand Bai Lang's words. He immediately took out his walkie-talkie and ordered the officers inside the building to retreat.

Although the officers who received the retreat order were confused, they only needed to follow the orders from above.

Thus, the dozen or so officers who had just reached the upper floors marched back down the stairs.

And when everyone had reached the first floor, a huge explosion resounded, turning the Rosco Hotel into debris.

Thick smoke billowed, flames soared, and the sound of the explosion shook the heavens and the earth.

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A light blue notification box appeared before Bai Lang's eyes.

The surrounding crowd, the officers who had just run down, the officers guarding the perimeter below, and Director Gordon beside him...

Everyone turned their heads to look at the explosion at the Rosco Hotel in an instant, but only three people did not look in that direction at all, completely indifferent.

The memories of his former, well-trained police officer self told Bai Lang that when a crisis occurred, people would have three kinds of thoughts.

The first was an instinctive reaction to ensure their own safety, the second was curiosity about what had happened.

And the third was the urge to spectate and join the crowd, wanting to see what had happened this time.

But there was only one... no, two exceptions.

The instigator's first thought was to escape the scene, while the hunter observed the scene, looking for their prey.

Clearly, Bai Lang and Batman, standing on the rooftop, both noticed the dark figure in the crowd.

He wore a black top hat, a black trench coat, and held a purple umbrella.

But his pale face immediately confirmed to Bai Lang and Batman Bruce Wayne that he was the culprit behind this explosion, the new Joker.

The second-generation Joker held his umbrella and walked towards the train that was about to depart.

A disdainful smile appeared on his pale face.

"Heehee... Such amateur police."

He had merely let the survivor pass on a message, and the police had eagerly rushed over.

If only he knew that no one had died in this explosion because of Bai Lang, one could only imagine his expression.

After he entered the carriage, Batman Bruce Wayne followed suit.

As for Bai Lang, he remained at the scene of the Rosco Hotel explosion. Batman had his own business, and Bai Lang had his own as well.

"Bai Lang, you guessed correctly. This new Joker is a cunning fellow."

Director Gordon looked at the exploding Rosco Hotel with lingering fear.

If he had caused the deaths of those young men with his orders, he would have felt terrible.

"Director Gordon! The Joker and Batman are fighting on the train!"

A panicked police officer ran over.

"Looks like this vigilante will help us bring the Joker back," Bai Lang said, standing to the side.

Gordon also understood Batman's character very well.

Even though they had dealt with the Rose Gang, Deputy Sheriff Mark, and Bane, Batman's previous angry outburst that killed the Joker had reignited his confidence in the vigilante.

Perhaps the vigilante had found a different way.

Leaving the Rosco Hotel, Bai Lang took Ryan and the others to the Park Street police station to familiarize themselves with their new workplace.

Along the way, they apprehended two Black thieves who had stolen property.

"Alright, Ryan, you stay at the station and learn from Director Edward. Susan, you and Judith interrogate these two Black thieves and see if there's a mastermind behind this," Bai Lang immediately gave his orders.

Edward was the director of the Park Street police station, and by rank, he was a Detective, the same as Bai Lang.

He was a stern, upright man in his thirties, but his face was also etched with resentment.

"Director Edward, is there a place for strength training here?" Bai Lang asked, walking over to him with a bottle of cola.

He couldn't drink alcohol during work hours, so he had brought a cola.

He wanted to find a quiet place to use his recently acquired Ability Points to break through the 200,000 Volts mark.

Then he could finally live a peaceful life without worry.

A lot had happened recently, and his nerves had been constantly on edge. Once he reached the level where he could withstand bullets, he could also enjoy life for a while.

He wanted to find peace in his second life in Gotham.

"Yes," Edward took the cola. "Our station has one, a training facility next door."

He pointed to the spacious training facility next to the station and continued, "Wayne Enterprises built this for us, saying we need to have strong physiques to ensure the safety of their taxpayers."

Bai Lang nodded, thanked him, and walked towards the training facility.

The door to the training facility was ajar and unlocked.

He pushed open the iron gate and walked in easily, a stale scent hitting him.

The air was filled with a musty smell, making Bai Lang frown.

In the center of the training facility was a huge sandbag, covered in a layer of dust. The sandbag's ropes were somewhat loose.

Around the walls hung some dull boxing gloves and protective gear. In the corners were piled some rusty, worn-out equipment.

Bai Lang's feet landed on the faded, worn-out mats, and his face lit up.

"With a place like this, I can safely reach 200,000 Volts!"