THE DEATH KNELL-Chapter 56: THE PRICE OF JUSTICE

Seeing Barry's reaction, Slade Wilson knew it was not brought by him, but he still couldn't care about it at the moment. In Barry's worried eyes, he put the small flashlight away again. In the previous communication between the two, it was not so much that Barry was fooled, it was better that Slade gave him an excuse, a step up.

Barry saw the steps and didn't go into it anymore. Anyway, he didn't go down the steps less.

He knows that the world is facing a crisis, and it is necessary to unite and fight like the Justice League. He joined the Justice League just to make friends.

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Slade Wilson decided to arrange the Owls clearly. Maybe they couldn't be completely eradicated, but this would make them hurt their muscles, dive underground, and become a groundhog court.

The other people will not talk about it, but the priests must be wiped out. They are the communicators for contacting Barbatos.

He already had a plan and knew where they were.

After that, he and Barry didn't chat. After all, the business was almost finished, and the two who knew the information actually had nothing to say. Cindy and Batwoman talked endlessly, as if arguing about something meaningless.

For example, Cindy satirized Batwoman's previous failures in the fight. Batwoman emphasized that it was actually a tie because Cindy was also injured. Then Cindy said that anyway, the mission was completed—Batwoman failed to keep the assassination target.

Just after hearing a few sentences, Slade knew it was almost the case.

"Ah, ladies, should we do business?"

"Huh!" x2

Batwoman and Cindy both stood up. They also knew that it was not the time to gossip, but they had completely different positions.

"I know that Falcone will give it to me, and I will send their father and daughter to prison." Batwoman pulled up her cloak and covered her face. Looking at the two people who were unconscious on the ground, she decided to send them to the police station.

"It's better to kill, I can count you a discount." Cindy sneered and provoked. She hated the fake appearance of bats most.

"We can't tell the life or death of others." Batwoman immediately warned, and the bat gloves were also tightened by her.

Slade intervened between the two of them, raised his hands, and placed a cross on his chest: "Stop, you all stop. The victims of this incident are actually Gordon and the police station. They belong to Gordon, but they must pay. And if you let Falcone run, you will have to count the money again if you catch it again."

Cindy took a breath and calmed down. She kicked Sophia on the ground.

"Okay, you heard what Slade said, it's better to give the money quickly."

Although strictly speaking, the father and daughter were caught by Barry, in fact, even if the Flash had not come, it was only a matter of time before the two Deathstrokes caught them. What's more, the soldiers in front also charge fees. That's all hard work.

"There should be something bad below this. We probably guessed it when we passed by the upper level. This place must be sealed up and all the weapons inside must be destroyed." Batwoman ignored her and admitted the arrangement. Turning her gaze, she just looked at the secret road leading to the lower level.

Barry stretched out a finger and motioned to wait, then the red light rushed into the secret path and came back again:

"The following is a kind of magical venom, which is used to deal with all mankind. They seem to plan to use rockets to launch the venom into the rain cloud and eliminate all the citizens of Gotham."

"Um... let's send their father and daughter to Arkham, it's more suitable there." Batwoman could not help but shake her head when she heard this crazy idea. Even Falcone became like this. What is the world coming to?

"Gordon and his daughter can go back to their home or the police station. The next thing is not for the police to intervene." Slade also said that dealing with the remaining enemies was indeed not a city's police chief's job.

"The reporters can also be sent away. I really can't figure it out—why are you taking the reporters to act?" Batwoman said to Slade, looking at him with scrutiny.

Slade raised his eyebrows, put on his black and yellow helmet again. The cold metal touch once again wrapped his mind, and his headache made him slightly frown:

"We need to leave you with traceable evidence. Cindy and I are professional mercenaries. If we leave clues, it would seem too deliberate, but it will make you suspicious, so we chose to take a few ordinary people to act sternly. You really came after us out of curiosity."

Batwoman frowned: "My system traces and TV news also have the same intention. You've been looking for me. You seem to know me well."

"Not really, but at least I know Batman in another world."

Slade took the wine bottle on the table. The wine was not bad. He planned to drink it on the road. Cindy took away the tea box—she seemed to be fascinated by curry tea.

When he came to the door, Slade saw Gordon's unlovable expression. Vic Vale had been pestering him to ask questions, wishing he would talk about things from decades ago.

Seeing this, Slade shook his head and signaled for the pause of photography. He wanted to say a few words to Gordon.

"Chief Gordon."

"Deathstroke..."

After he said the word, Cindy and Slade stared at him with the red one-eyed gaze on their black and yellow masks.

Slade motioned to Cindy to take a few people out, and he shook hands with Director Gordon: "You can call me Slade. Although we won't have much to do with each other in the future, I will give you Falcone's father and daughter. It's up to you to deal with them as you see fit."

"Although you did the right thing this time, I will arrest you next time you come to Gotham to commit crimes."

Gordon said with a serious face, but he still held Slade's hand firmly. He knew that they had rescued Barbara and found him in time.

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Slade didn't care about his rhetoric. Gordon wanting to catch Cindy was just him determinedly shouting slogans. The Gotham Police Department had always been weak, let alone suffering attrition this time.

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