"So? Can't you, James Gordon, handle one measly dead guy?"
Li Jie looked at him helplessly. "Even if I come, all I can do is look into motives and things like that-if someone actually killed him. You know far more about that than I do."
"I was wondering whether he'd seen something like those demons at the Police Department that night, and that was what frightened him so badly."
Gordon slowly shook his head in thought. "As far as I know, Dr. Morris was a strong, serious man. Just how terrifying would something have to be to cause cardiac arrest?"
"Plenty of things could do it." Li Jie pointed at Wilson. "Like we just said, his wife maxing out all his credit cards at once, or the ex-girlfriend he murdered crawling out of a well. Or finding the child his mistress had borne him dumped in the bathtub? An enormous cockroach in his drawer? Huh?"
He suddenly remembered a villain nicknamed Scarecrow who could apparently create fear, but he couldn't remember the guy's real name at all. All he remembered was that his outfit was ugly as fuck, and his mouth was just a slit. You couldn't even fit a drumstick into it as a reward.
Surely not. What beef would a supervillain have with a university president?
He thought for a moment, then asked Gordon, "Any money missing?"
"No. Nothing in the room seems to be missing, and the victim's wallet is still here," Gordon answered. "But we don't know yet whether any private documents or valuables were taken."
"The wallet doesn't tell us much. Who'd break into an office to rob someone?" Li Jie thought for a moment before asking, "What about a crime of passion or revenge?"
"Dr. Morris had a forceful personality and offended quite a