What does the police mean to a city?
To put it in a broader sense, it is to protect the lives and property of citizens, maintain social order, crack down on illegal and criminal activities, and rectify traffic violations.
The essence is to maintain the rules.
The fate of the police is one with the rules. When the dark side of the rules is exposed to the sun, the police lose the meaning of their existence and become as disgusting as the corrupt and decadent rules.
Just like Gotham now, there are no police anymore.
In the past, citizens would always feel nervous when they saw guys in uniform, but now they can't wait to throw hot shit at them.
As cases of police corruption are exposed one after another, Gotham police have become the rats crossing the street. Not to mention maintaining law and order, they don't even dare to wear police uniforms.
Those high-ranking police officers on the list were even more unlucky. They were surrounded and intercepted by citizens and were in great pain.
Killian B. Robb is one of the best. As the police chief of Gotham City, he is honored to be ranked first on the corruption list.
His name has spread throughout America and has become the object of people's pursuit. His popularity is comparable to that of popular Hollywood actresses.
Although he weighed over 230 pounds, Rob had no fat on his head. After the riots, he bought a ticket to Italy without hesitation. However, he was recognized before his car even arrived at the airport.
I don't know how that jerk actually posted his license plate number on ShowMe.
After learning about this, Rob was so angry that he wanted to curse.
Seeing that more and more onlookers were gathering, they could only order the driver to turn around.
Walking on the familiar streets, all I saw on both sides was chaos.
Angry citizens gathered together and attacked government departments crazily. A guard who was maintaining order was hit on the head by a flying head. Blood flowed down his cheek and he fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Rob's fat body trembled.
No, it must be hidden.
He was only fifty years old and had plenty of time to enjoy. How could he die at the hands of a pariah?
The Cadillac drove out of the city and stopped outside a lake-view villa in the western suburbs. This villa was his treasure trove, and few outsiders knew about it.
Rob still felt unsafe, so he called Falcone and asked him to send someone to protect him.
As a group of people tied to the same rope, Falcone could not refuse Rob's request. Soon, seven "security guards" armed with submachine guns appeared at the door of the villa.
With these people protecting me, my fear was finally relieved.
Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, but reality is very cruel.
He underestimated the degree of hatred he held in the hearts of the citizens. The moment the Cadillac appeared at the airport, he was followed all the way to the lake view villa.
The man took a photo and uploaded it to the ShowMe column. By the time Rob reacted, the villa had been surrounded by angry citizens.
People gathered outside the villa, shouting at Rob to get out. If the "security personnel" had not shown their submachine guns, the citizens would have rushed in.
Even so, the situation is critical.
The news of Director Luo Bu's appearance spread quickly on the Internet, and more and more people joined in. As the number of people increased, they also became bolder. They took guns, wine bottles, and homemade fuel bombs and threw them into the villa, smashing all the glass, doors and windows.
Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more terrifying, Marion, the leader of the "security personnel", had to raise his submachine gun and fired three shots into the air, hoping to scare away the citizens. However, the result was counterproductive. Instead of retreating, the citizens rushed forward.
The dark crowd was like a flood, instantly submerging the entire villa.
An hour later, a short video titled "Is Director Luo Bu Integrity?" appeared in the ShowMe column.
In the video, the obese Killian B. Rob was hung on the treetop, wearing only a pair of shorts to cover his body. At his feet were piles of jewelry, antiques and other items that had been searched from the villa basement.
In addition to these, there was also a box of gold bars and two large boxes of hundred-dollar bills.
Someone who deals in cultural relics did some calculations and found that the cultural relics alone were worth 120 million US dollars, not including jewelry, gold bars and two boxes of cash.
It's so scary.
As soon as the video was broadcast, it caused a sensation across the United States.
Those commentators and news media who had condemned the citizens' illegal actions all shut up. The facts were there, and what could they do? Even if they took money, they couldn't damage their own reputation.
The arrest of the police chief did not put an end to the riots, but instead pushed them to an even more terrifying level.
With multiple government departments being smashed and looted, Gotham City has entered a state of anarchy.
Many citizens who engaged in speculation and profiteering began to use the public's moral obligation to hunt down criminals to seek personal gain.
In just three hours, eight vicious robberies occurred on Gotham City's largest commercial street.
A group of masked robbers stormed a gold shop, subdued the security guard, and then robbed the shop clean together with the onlookers. Some citizens felt bad when they left, so they took a few gold chains and stuffed them into the hands of the security guard and waiter, leaving the latter confused, not knowing whether to take them or not.
It wasn't just this one store that was robbed. All the shops on the entire commercial street, except for beauty salons and restaurants, were visited by "citizens".
After the video was posted on ShowMe, Luke watched it for a long time and felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Come to think of it, this is the "zero-yuan purchase" event that used to happen.
Before I knew it, a day had passed.
Luke, exhausted both physically and mentally, lay on the sofa, not wanting to move at all. Not only him, but everyone in the company, even Philip Arthur, who was not involved in technical work, felt the same.
The traffic is so huge that even changing the server won't work. In order to prevent a crash, everyone wants to use all their strength.
The work is hard, but the rewards are great.
Thanks to the high popularity of Gotham, ShowMe gained 900,000 new users in just one day. What is different from the past is that very few of the new users are under 25 years old, and most of them are between 30 and 40 years old.
This indicates that ShowMe has entered a new class.
Charlie came over and whispered in my ear,
"Boss, Emily is waiting for you in the cafe downstairs."
Luke nodded, washed his face casually, and headed to the cafe with Charlie.
It's dinner time now, and the cafe is crowded, so it's not a good place for conversation.
Luke simply took her to a Chinese restaurant two blocks away.
The restaurant owner's surname is Li, and he came from Fujian. When he saw Luke, he invited him upstairs without saying a word.
Emily asked curiously, "Are you familiar with the boss?"
"About every three days, I come here for a meal."
"No wonder!"
After entering the box, Emily's expression immediately became serious.
"I called my friend in the Abnormal Adjustment Department."
Luke took a sip of the flower tea and said with a faint smile, "Agreed!"
"You guessed right. They're all willing to help, but the problem is manpower." The girl gritted her teeth, looking helpless. "There are only seven of us, but Falcone has hundreds of his men. We can't just rush into his house and handcuff him."
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