DC: A Cop in Gotham

Chapter 7: Barbara

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No matter which city you are in, the gap between rich and poor communities is always obvious. Gordon may not be corrupt, but his many years of hard work in the police department still brought him considerable wealth, you can see that from the single-family villa in front of him.

Gordon led Dean into the house, and the noise of opening the door alerted the young girl inside.

"Dad, are you back?"

Barbara turned her wheelchair and frowned slightly. Her father was staying out all night again. She could understand the demands of police work, but she still wished he'd notify her when he wasn't coming home.

That's what Gordon is like. He keeps things secret every time he goes on a mission. He doesn't want Barbara to worry about his safety. However, this makes Barbara even more worried. If Gordon tells her that he is out to catch up with an old lover, Barbara would probably throw a celebration or do a finger dance with joy.

Seeing her father bringing a strange boy, Barbara opened her mouth in surprise: "Dad, I talked to you about remarriage some time ago, but bringing an illegitimate child home is going too fast."

Gordon glared at his daughter, knowing that this was Barbara's protest against him staying out all night, and he was too guilty to refute it.

Dean, however, stiffened. Being labeled Gordon's illegitimate child felt like a dangerous label in Gotham. He had no desire to end up as a plaything for the Joker, used as bait to torment Batman.

"Don't make such a joke, Barbara, let me introduce to you. This is Dean Hayes. He came to Gotham from Central City on his own initiative. Due to some reasons, he needs to live at home temporarily. You two young people can talk among themselves. Come on, haha – I have to go back to my room and rest."

Gordon stretched and went upstairs to sleep, leaving Dean and Barbara staring at each other.

Seeing that Dean was a little embarrassed, Barbara, who was knowledgeable and courteous, took the initiative to shake hands with him: "I am Barbara Gordon. It's not that my father is careless. Don't look at me like this. I am in charge of everything in the family. There are two guest rooms on the third floor. I'll show you."

Barbara turned her wheelchair to face Dean, turned her head and winked at him.

"Hurry up, put your luggage away and move so you can make it in time for lunch."

Dean understood what she meant and pushed Barbara's wheelchair to the third floor.

Barbara had tidied the house very well, and the two guest rooms were spotless. Dean chose the room with a better view, which could easily detect dangerous approaches in advance. More importantly, it was far away from the Gordons and his daughter's room.

Whether it's for his own secret or the safety of Gordon and Barbara, Dean had better make sure to keep enough distance from them.

When the luggage was moved into the room, Barbara was watching outside the door, her big bright eyes full of curiosity. Not many people could be invited into their house, only a handful. Watching Dean place the items, Barbara's eyes stopped on Hoshikudaki.

"Dean have you offended someone?"

Dean smiled bitterly: "Yes."

With two local gangs in Gotham, an out-of-town magician, and Manaphy from another universe on his back, Dean can be said to be guilty.

"Is that so?" Barbara lowered her eyes, "Is there no other reason?"

According to Barbara's understanding of her father, this reason alone was not enough for him to take Dean home.

Dean stroked the bridge of his nose habitually: "Well, apart from this, it's probably because I'm good at fighting."

"Good huh", Barbara thought about his answer carefully. "Good in fighting" means that you can fight, but at what level is the question. You are good in fighting if you defeat a street gangster. But If you can defeat Superman, you are also good in fighting.

Dad valued Dean so much that he personally brought him home. There must be more to it.

Barbara guessed right. Gordon really valued Dean. No matter how hard Gordon tried, superpower crimes were still untouchable to ordinary police. Once the case involved superpower crimes, even Gordon had to ask for help, on Batman.

Gordon doesn't have any psychological burden on this, but if he has a choice, which policeman would like to rely on "vigilantes". Every day on TV, people criticize that the Gotham police are just doing nothing, and they have to ask for help from superheroes for everything. Why do we need the police? It's just a waste of taxpayers' money.

On the one hand, there is an increasingly severe security environment, and on the other hand, funding allocations are reduced every year. Gordon is also a human being, and he's tired.

After taking a shower, Gordon lay down on the bed. He was not worried at all that Dean would do something to his daughter. If Dean did that, Barbara would gladly tell him with her fists why she had the final say In this family.

Unfortunately, even an old father like him may not be able to beat his own daughter.

Old!

It was also in the early hours of this morning that Gordon drank four cups of coffee in a row, but his sleepiness still did not subside. At that moment, he realized that he was no longer the Commissioner Gordon who could go without slept for three days and three nights and could still capture criminals alive.

The decline of his physical function will not end well in his line of work. Think about it, there have been Batman and Robin, and it is time for Commissioner Gordon to find a successor for himself.

At this time, Dean entered Gordon's field of vision. Although Batman said that he was not passionate about justice, so what, as long as Gordon could keep his duty as a police officer, it would be fine.

Moreover, Dean was still young and could straighten out his bad thoughts, not to mention Dean's resume was perfect. Gordon brought Dean to his home with an observation attitude, but on the other hand, he was a bit angry.

You, Batman, you don't say anything every time you leave. The informants you have worked so hard to arrange will be tried if you ask. The young people I like can't be judged even if you say no. You can train that shameless Nightwing. Why can't I, a policeman, teach a child. ?

"Get someone who can fight for me. Let's see if you can leave quietly in the future!"

Gordon has struggled with this for a very long time.

And what is Dean, who Gordon thas high hopes from, doing now?

He is worried about food.

Don't get me wrong, Barbara has already taken him to eat, and it tastes very good. What makes Dean worried is what food to feed Manaphyi in front of him.

Dean asked Manafei about the food that humans eat, but it refused to eat. He asked for fruit from Barbara, but Manaphy still shook her head.

"What exactly do you want to eat?"

Manafei didn't give an answer. It didn't even know it, but it said that it was not hungry and was still a little full, as if it could be full by eating air.

Dean did not let Manaphy be visible because Gordon's home was not absolutely safe. Maybe Gordon would not pry into Dean's secrets, but Batman would definitely, absolutely, certainly.

There is no doubt that Batman must have set up a heavy monitoring network in the home of his old partner Gordon. I believe Dean's every move after entering Gordon's house fell into his eyes.

In fact, when he was at the police station, Batman considered Gordon to regard Dean as his successor, so Batman said the words "I won't give him a chance." This "he" refers to Two-Face, not to Dean.

Dean tried hard to recall Manaphy's information.

Manaphy, a water-type fantasy Pokémon, possesses innate magical power and can communicate with any Pokémon. In the world of Pokémon, Manaphy does not have the ability to be invisible. Its invisibility actually relies on the moisture in the air to refract light to hide itself.

"Can't you only communicate with Pokémon mentally? Why can you communicate with me mentally?"

Could it be that he is also a Pokemon? Arceus in human form?

"Mana?"

Manafei sighed softly, it didn't know either.

Manaphy's only memory was that after it came out of the egg, it followed its instinct to migrate to the depths of the sea. As a result, for some reason, heavy rain fell from the sky, thunder and lightning struck, and a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea surface. Before Manaphy could react, It gets sucked into it.

When it woke up again, he appeared in a strange city. A group of masked bad guys captured him and locked him in a glass jar. They pierced him with thick and long needles every day to extract the fluid in his body.

Eighty percent of Mana Fei's body is water, and there is no such thing as blood.

When the glass jar finally burst open, Manaphy ran outside along the water pipe. When it saw Dean defeated the man chasing it, Manaphy felt relieved around him, so she followed him all the way.

Dean remembered that he was possessed by Gintoki at that time. Sure enough, no one hated Gintoki, not even Pokémon.

"Mana~"

I miss home.

Two tentacles longer than its body were drooping, and Manafei was in a depressed mood. It instinctively wanted to swim to the sea where it was born, but it already knew that this was another world, and the sea had no home for it.

A warm palm pressed Manaphy's cheek, and it opened its eyes wide in surprise.

Dean finally found the location of Manaphy's head by feeling.

"Although I can't see it, I think you must be sad. It doesn't matter, I'm still with you. As long as I have a place to stay, I won't make you homeless."

Tears fell from the corners of Manaphy's eyes, turning into crystal clear crystals and falling to the floor. It became visible again and fell into Dean's arms.

Hugging Manaphy, Dean's eyes were complicated. Why is it that he is the only one who can communicate with Manaphy. As they sat together, a familiar notification flashed before Dean's eyes:

[Foreign Visitor Series: Mission Initiated]

[Meet the visitor "Manaphy" for the first time.

Reward: 100 points]

[Save Manaphy from danger.

Reward: "Directional Item Draw."]

Dean's consciousness was suddenly pulled into the system's lottery space. This time, in addition to the usual pool, there was a computer beside it.

"So that's how it works hehe..."

Dean couldn't help but laugh. It turns out that's the case. No wonder you can get points for doing good deeds.

Without hurrying to extract the items, Dean exited the system space. He had not slept for a day and a night, holding Manaphy who was also mentally exhausted.

Two souls from another world sleep in each other's arms.