"Rat-a-tat-tat!"
At dusk, Li Ang headed out, planning to go to the Iceberg Lounge.
But before night had fully fallen, he heard the sound of a Chicago Typewriter in the distance.
The people of Gotham had grown somewhat used to it. While there was still a little light, they hurried home to lock their doors and windows.
For several years running, the media had named Gotham the most dangerous city in the world.
According to reports, an average of 150 people per 100,000 residents were murdered, and the clearance rate wasn't very high.
There were six or seven shootings in Gotham every day, on average.
And that only counted the ones that were reported.
In other words, unreported shootings weren't included.
Most shootings in Gotham were gang-related. Gangs didn't report each other unless things got so bad that the Gotham Police Department took notice.
So Gotham truly deserved its reputation as the most dangerous city in the world.
It was also the city with the most gangs. Almost every district was controlled by a different gang or Supervillain.
Put that way, the people of Gotham really were living in dire straits.
"Ah!!"
Just then, a gang drove by in a car, firing wildly.
The vehicle careened through the city, putting innocent people in harm's way.
The car bore the mark of the Street Demon Gang. They had clearly gone completely out of control.
After days of being targeted by Penguin's men and the Falcone family, they were at the end of their rope.
Firing so recklessly was bound to draw the attention of the Gotham Police Department.
Sure enough, sirens were already blaring behind them.
The Gotham Police Department was close to the Diamond District, and patrol cars roamed the streets every day.
This time, the response was quick.
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