"Where the hell did that guy go?" Gordon searched everywhere for Victor Zsasz, but found no trace of him.
"Commissioner, I found a witness!" a police officer shouted as he ran over to Gordon.
"Oh? Where is the witness?"
"Right over here. He's too old, and his legs aren't in good shape, so we'll have to go to him."
"All right, let's go." Gordon followed the officer without a word and found the witness.
"That's him. This old man says he saw Victor Zsasz."
"I saw a very strange young man that day, but I don't know if he was the Victor Zsasz you're talking about," said a disheveled old man with a head full of white hair.
"What did the person you saw look like?" Commissioner Gordon asked.
"He was thin and frail, with a shaved head. He seemed to have a scar on his arm shaped like four vertical lines crossed by a single horizontal stroke."
"...Then it must have been him. Where did you see him?"
"Over in that direction. I remember there were a lot of homeless children living around there..."
"Oh no, the children are in danger!" When Commissioner Gordon heard about the homeless children, his heart suddenly lurched. He quickly asked the old man for any other details, then immediately ran in the direction the old man had pointed.
Soon, he saw an Abandoned Church, with several children piling bricks at the entrance.
"...Oh no, Victor Zsasz is in danger." Commissioner Gordon sighed, told the officers to search elsewhere, and walked into the Church himself.
"Oh no, the cops are here!" When a group of children saw Commissioner Gordon, they hurried off to find Roland.
"Why are you so nervous just because the Police are here?" Roland asked, somewhat confused.
"They might be here