I really don't want to be a disaster

"Time is running out."

Little James Gordon suddenly gritted his teeth and dialed a number on his mobile phone.

Soon, the call was connected.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

But little James Gordon called out—

"dad!"

……

……

【23: 40】

The top floor of the Wayne Building.

It's still that room.

The bathroom light was on.

The translucent glass reveals a beautiful back, the flesh is hidden.

Bruce Wayne shook the red wine glass gracefully, and sipped the expensive red wine in the glass with satisfaction.

The night is so beautiful, no matter how dangerous it is, there will always be people who stay up all night with dark eyes.

But it's actually not that expensive.

1869 Lafite only.

Hmm... the taste is just so-so.

It's just that Bruce couldn't find a better wine.

There is no way but to make do with it.

Bruce Wayne decided to drink half of it and use the remaining half to rinse his mouth.

Never waste.

At this moment, on the bedside table of the round bed, the phone vibrated silently.

Bruce Wayne has never used a cell phone ringtone in his life, it's all vibration.

There's no particular reason, I'm used to it.

A bat pattern flashed across the phone screen.

Bruce frowned slightly.

He glanced back in the direction of the bathroom.

The girl inside is still humming, ummmm, it's very sweet.

Bruce silently walked to the side of the floor-to-ceiling bed, overlooking the renewed chaos of Gotham City, and connected the phone.

"Old boy."

When Bruce answered the phone, he couldn't help but smile.

In Gotham, there was only one person who would use this number to contact him.

"Trouble? You know, I've been retired for a long time. Gotham now doesn't need a masked knight flying in the dark."

Bruce smiled self-deprecatingly, making a joke along the way.

"Wait, Riddle? Riddler? Wait... what did you say? Riddler Gentleman? Young?"

Bruce Wayne's cloudy eyes lit up slightly.

"interesting……"

……

……

"Damn!"

James Gordon Jr. hung up the phone sullenly.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"It's the Apollo Highway! That damn 'Riddler Gentleman' is going to blow up the Apollo Highway at 00:22!"

The surrounding Gotham police officers were all stunned when they heard the words.

Although their IQs are not high, they also participated in solving the mystery in line with the mentality of "everyone adds firewood to make a fire".

"No time to explain! Go! Get in the car!"

Without saying a word, Little James Gordon got into the police car and planned to race the car himself.

"But sir, it takes at least an hour to get to the Apollo Highway here, and we only have 1 minutes until 00:22! If you add the traffic jam—"

"From here to the Apollo Highway, all traffic is closed! Immediately! Let everyone move!"

"But sir, speeding is a crime..."

"We are using the fastest speed to eliminate criminals! This is not called speeding!"

James Gordon Jr. stepped on the accelerator, the tachometer reached 5000 rpm in an instant, two columns of black smoke spewed out from the exhaust pipe of the police car, and the police car rushed out with a howl.

Only then did the other police officers react and drove to follow.

James Gordon Jr. soared to 160 kilometers per hour.

It's not speeding.

As he raced wildly, his father's words still echoed in his head.

Originally, with the mentality of giving it a try, he turned to the previous Gotham sheriff...James Gordon for help.

That is old Gordon.

He is also the current mayor of Gotham City.

Unexpectedly, within a few minutes, his father actually solved the answer to the puzzle.

My dad really deserves to be my dad!

When he knew the answer, James Gordon Jr. suddenly realized that the answer to the puzzle was so simple.

……

The first two sentences, [dividing the world in two] and [to meet the midnight bell] actually refer to the time.

Divide the 24 hours of a day into two, and start counting from midnight, which is zero.

[The first ray of dawn towards Gotham] can be regarded as a supplementary hint to the previous two sentences.

And the following [A half-human, half-beast god descends] actually refers to the "Capricornus" in the twelve constellations.

Because in the legend, "Capricorn" is a half-human, half-beast god with goat horns.

The corresponding dates for Capricornus are from December 12 to January 22.

Corresponding to the time is...after midnight, from 00:22 to 01:19!

And the meaning of "I will twist off the head of the god with horns" is very clear.

The time of the crime indicated by the riddle gentleman is - 00:22!

[Second fireworks] alludes to the crime method that the riddle gentleman is about to use...explosion.

Same fate as Gotham PD.

And the last sentence is what makes James Gordon Jr. feel weird.

To describe "Bitter Winter", the riddle gentleman used the word "Heavy", and in the final signature, the word "Hot".

"Heavy" is mostly used to describe snow, but it is used by the riddle gentleman to describe winter. No wonder James Gordon Jr. found this grammar a bit strange.

Yazi feels that the "riddler gentleman" is not very good at English.

turn out to be--

The riddle gentleman is not bad at English, but has another world!

"Heavy" has another meaning, which alludes to traffic jams.

The word "Hot", in addition to the meaning of "hot", is also often used to describe the "hot" body of a girl.

As for [Summer] and [Hot], people immediately think of a place!

That's it...Miller Harbor Sands!

The whole sentence is combined, and it really refers to only one place, passing through the most congested traffic on the beach of Miller Harbor!

That is--

Apollo Highway!

Why do you think so?

Because it is clearly written in "Gotham City Travel Guide"——

"Yo! Summer is here! Welcome to Gotham City with its simple folk customs! On the beach of Port Miller, there are blue sky, white clouds, and hot bikini girls. Action is worse than heartbeat, and action is worse than bird movement. What are you waiting for! Yo yo trouble Cech!"

That goddamn riddle gentleman is definitely very familiar with the tourism industry in Gotham City, bastard!

It's not summer now!

Could it be that the damn guy has already visited Gotham City during the summer?

By the way enjoy a hot bikini babes?

"but……"

A confident sneer curled up on little James Gordon's mouth.

The riddle gentleman underestimates his driving skills too much.

40 minutes is enough for him to get to Port Miller!

He has seen through the truth!

There is only one truth to the riddle——

Riddler Gentleman will blast the Apollo Speedway in Port Miller at 00:22.

That's a viaduct!

Rush!

Little James Gordon gallops like crazy.

Behind his police car, followed by a large motorcade that was also galloping crazily.

Mighty!

In order to write this brain-burning and interesting copy of Gotham City, the author has lost a bunch of hair, and the readers will not express it~

Chapter 115 The Attacking Gentleman

Blasting is indeed a profound art.

It must be fried perfectly, brilliantly, brilliantly, and logically.

——It's very difficult.

It was only when Yi Lin did it herself that she felt a headache.

Fortunately, the Gotham Police Department has sufficient stock of TNT bombs, and there is no such thing as saving or not saving.

Just a few blows and you're done.

The Apollo Expressway is a viaduct that crosses Miller Harbor.

Although Li Erpang and others were messing around in downtown Gotham, the traffic flow on this bridge was significantly reduced, but it can be roughly seen that it should be relatively congested at ordinary times.

Because there are many car marks on the bridge.

The sunburn left by the vehicle for a long time.