Lois stepped out of the police car and looked at the citizens protesting outside the station with signs in their hands. She asked in surprise,
"What's going on?"
"This is normal." Miao Mu looked up at the Gotham City residents holding protest signs. It was nothing more than the police being incompetent, unable to keep citizens safe, with crime running rampant. That topic was old news.
"No one even talks about that kind of news anymore. The hot topic now is rich people jumping off rooftops in the city center. Honestly, I quite enjoy watching it."
Unfazed, Miao Mu waved toward the police station, asking the officers at the entrance to open the way so they could get around the crowd. Otherwise, they could not even make it up the steps.
"Still, your Gotham City is certainly... distinctive." Lois gave a dry laugh. She had truly never seen a scene like this before.
Clark nodded as well, though it did not have much to do with him. If he saw evil taking place, he would certainly rush in without hesitation.
But in a situation like this, at most he could write an article about it. It left him feeling somewhat powerless.
"All right, Major Crimes Unit is this way, if you want to look into some information." Miao Mu entered the bustling police station lobby, introducing things to Lois as he made his way toward the Major Crimes Unit office with practiced familiarity.
It was even more chaotic over there—ringing phones, conversations, and the coffee machine bubbling away.
The moment Lois entered, the busy atmosphere startled her. But she quickly adjusted. She often saw scenes like this, such as when the Daily Planet was rushing to put together an exclusive story.
Miao Mu was not surprised. The Major Crimes Unit