"Drop those damn donuts! Taste what real Chinese food is like. Keep eating that stuff and you'll all turn into Captain Bullock. Forget catching criminals—you won't even be able to run!"
Early that morning, Miao Mu had bought a pile of breakfast from Chinatown and was handing it out in the Gotham Police Department's Major Crimes Unit office.
"My God, Miao Mu, you're so thoughtful." A female officer who had worked overtime through the night looked at the steaming bun Miao Mu handed her, tears nearly falling from her eyes.
The Major Crimes Unit's schedule meant that, when they had time to eat, their only option was donuts from twenty-four-hour stores.
Along with the coffee machine Gordon had bought out of pocket. Two of them! The other one had been prepared for them by Police Commissioner Loeb.
"Mumu, I love you. If I were a woman, I'd marry you." A middle-aged detective stuffed a bun into his mouth and casually grabbed a cup of soy milk to drink.
Though Chinese food did not quite suit their tastes, compared to donuts they had grown sick of, it was wonderful.
"Get lost!" Miao Mu cursed with a smile as he handed breakfast to every member of the night-shift team.
The Major Crimes Unit operated on two shifts. Gordon led Team One while also serving as the Major Crimes Unit captain, while Bullock was in charge of Team Two.
Though this bunch of exhausted workhorses looked rather bedraggled, every one of them had been personally recruited by Gordon. They were honest, dependable, and capable.
Most impressively, their average rank was detective. They were true backbone personnel, the sharp blade Gordon had assembled to cut through Gotham's corruption.
"Got a lead?" Miao Mu pushed open the captain's office door. The thick smoke inside made