Fancy Maneuvers

The evening breeze brought a chill, along with the damp stench of decay. Gotham might see an outbreak of plague or infectious disease after the flood, given how many corpses were in the sewers.

Of all the sewers Su Ming had crawled through, Gotham's were neither the widest nor the most complex. But when it came to the density of bones inside them, Gotham was unquestionably second to none.

There were huge numbers of rats living in sewers. Tossing a corpse down there would usually leave nothing but bones within a few hours, washed away by the filthy water.

But in Gotham, no matter when one entered the sewers, a casual stroll would reveal plenty of very fresh corpses.

Their causes of death were basically all the same: murder.

Maybe it was the work of gangs, maybe some villain's handiwork. Gotham was a modern metropolis. Every day, people disappeared into its jungle of steel and concrete, while an endless stream of others entered this black city to chase their dreams.

Not everyone was evil, dreaming of becoming a boss, climbing the ranks, and making a fortune. But Gotham had countless gray-market businesses, and such work paid equally well.

In fact, working as an embalmer in Gotham had to be quite profitable. The number of people who died horribly in Gotham every day was definitely several times higher than in Central City or Metropolis.

Every case Gordon brought to Batwoman was a homicide, but that did not mean he had no other cases on his hands. He merely picked the ones that looked like they had been committed by Supervillains for Batwoman. At any given moment, there might be dozens of other murders being handled by ordinary police officers.

Batwoman was recognized as a Dark Hero, yet she rarely entered the