After locking Joker inside the abandoned factory, Bai Lang returned to the Chinese restaurant.
The restaurant had been reduced to rubble, and Gardner, Molly, and the others had died in the explosion.
John, who had come from Metropolis, had also lost an arm in the blast and died instantly.
Bai Lang could see several white spirits, but they were already following Death on their way to the Mysterious Realm.
There was nothing he could do to bring these people back.
His eyes hurt, and an inexplicable discomfort welled up inside him.
Mick and the others came over from the arcade next door and pieced together Gardner and the others' bodies.
"Sheriff Ollie, there's no need to take these bodies back to the precinct."
Bai Lang spoke to the Black, heavyset sheriff Ollie, who was directing the officers carrying the bodies.
His voice was low, and the air around them seemed to grow heavier.
Sheriff Ollie turned to look at him and recognized the young sheriff who had spoken so disrespectfully to Penguin.
He also seemed to have a very good relationship with Director Gordon.
Ollie immediately put on a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Sheriff Bai Lang, these bodies are evidence. We'll need them when we go after Second Generation Joker—"
Before he could finish, Bai Lang cut him off.
"I'm in no mood today. They were all my friends. Do me a favor and let them have a peaceful burial."
Sheriff Ollie started to say something, but Bai Lang's eyes now seemed to hold a lion.
A great lion glared at Ollie from his gaze, poised to pounce.
It seemed that if Ollie said no, the lion would devour him whole, leaving not even a body behind.
Sheriff Ollie shivered, unable to get the refusal he'd been about