Layered Outsourcing of a Killer

"Gotham City is so big. Hiding one person is easy," Roland said.

"This is a tough problem..." Harvey Bullock nodded. "I can only do my best."

Harvey Bullock drove Roland to where he had parked earlier. He carefully examined Roland's car. "Father Roland, this car of yours... Why does it look like one that was stolen from one of my colleagues?"

"...Could a police officer even afford such a nice car?" Roland said guiltily. "Are you sure you didn't mistake it for another one?"

"That guy takes more bribes than I do..."

"I see..." Roland coughed. "Well, I'll be going now."

"Hey!" Harvey Bullock watched Roland drive away in second gear, shook his head, and drove off in the opposite direction.

When he arrived at the Gotham City Police Department, just as Batman had said, Johnny Vitti had already been shot dead. The killer's marksmanship had been precise—the single shot had blown off his head.

"Officer Harvey Bullock, how is your investigation going?" Commissioner Rob did not seem to care about Johnny Vitti's death. Instead, he asked about the case involving Fiona's murder.

"We've identified a preliminary suspect and are preparing to arrest him." Harvey Bullock snapped to attention and spoke with a solemn expression.

"Good!" Commissioner Rob clapped his hands. "To solve a murder like this in less than a day is truly impressive."

"You flatter me, Commissioner!" Harvey Bullock saluted Commissioner Rob. "It's all thanks to your usual guidance!"

Gordon watched the scene from the side, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Gotham City's East End.

The East End was the poorest and most lawless part of all Gotham City. All kinds of criminal dealings, including drugs and murder, took place there in secret.

Harvey Bullock strolled alone through an alley in the East End. He wore