Chapter 028: Bail

Back in Gotham City, Wang Bo was escorted by the police with great fanfare and taken to the police station's jail cell.

After the trial, he would be sent to the largest prison in Gotham City.

Blackgate Prison!

As for Arkham Asylum, it had not yet been turned into a prison, because at this critical juncture, the asylum was still the domain of the Scarecrow, Crane.

The Scarecrow should still be in the sewers of Arkham Asylum right now, poisoning the entire Gotham City water supply system.

After being locked up in the cell, Wang Bo did not obediently wait for the prosecutor's indictment.

He had no desire to enter Blackgate Prison.

So now Wang Bo had to save himself, and he had to do it through legal means.

With no other choice, Wang Bo had to call Bruce Wayne, because among the people he knew, probably only this person with the superpower of 'being rich' could save him through legal means.

"Hello, this is Wang Bo. I've been arrested. Can you get me out?"

After bribing a police officer, Wang Bo easily obtained a phone and made a call to Bruce Wayne.

Half an hour later, a very famous lawyer in Gotham City personally came to the police station to post bail for Wang Bo.

A few police officers came over, opened the cell door, and released Wang Bo.

"You can go now!" a policeman said indifferently.

There were even a few policemen who flashed a happy smile at Wang Bo.

Because Wang Bo was released on bail, they collected a large sum of bail money.

This is no small sum.

Wang Bo saw this scene and couldn't help but feel even more disappointed with the Gotham City Police Department, because it had become completely corrupt. No wonder it had been thoroughly bought off by Carmine Falcone. Even many members of the Falcone family had already taken the police station as their second home.

To be blunt, this police station is beyond saving.

Even if there are a few who remain unstained from the mud, there is no way to save this police station.

The best way is to completely replace the personnel.

Just then, a man with two wisps of a mustache walked over, stood in front of Wang Bo, and blocked his way.

Wang Bo looked at him, and the other returned his gaze without showing any weakness.

"Officer, is there something you need?" Wang Bo asked.

The man slapped the document in his hand against Wang Bo's chest. "Sign it and you can leave. But I warn you, you're only out on bail. Until the trial, you're still a suspect. You are not allowed to leave this city. If you do, I have the authority to arrest you!"

"Furthermore, on the day of the court hearing, you must appear in court!"

Wang Bo nodded and said, "No problem, officer."

He readily wrote the name Adam Wang under the document and returned it to the man. "On the day of the court session, I will surely be there."

"That's good." The man snatched back the document, annoyed.

Wang Bo's heart stirred, and he asked, "By the way, I still don't know your name."

The man sneered, "Want to get back at me? Go ahead, my name is James Gordon!"

Wang Bo suddenly understood, "I know you, the last conscience of the police department, right?"

James Gordon's expression immediately changed; this was not a good thing to say.

Because he was a maverick at the police station, never accepting bribes, this made many of his colleagues uneasy and led to his ostracization within the force.

Many of his colleagues were looking at him with a strange expression.

Everyone was afraid of him, because if he reported them, it could be said that every report would be a hit.

Although he had publicly stated that he would not report everyone, even so, there were still not many people willing to take him along on missions.

Of course, there were also not many people who dared to harm him, because everyone had something on him.

No one knew exactly how much preparation he had made; what if, after they murdered him, the evidence of everyone's bribery was leaked?

So everyone could only ostracize him, constantly ostracize him.

James Gordon knew this, but was powerless to change it.

And Wang Bo's words today would definitely make him the target of public criticism.

Why is it that among all the police officers, only you are called the last conscience of the Gotham City Police Department.

James Gordon stood there, able to feel everyone's eyes piercing his body like sharp swords, which made him somewhat suffocated, as if being pointed at by a thousand accusing fingers.

Wang Bo naturally noticed this scene and couldn't help but regret his rash remark.

He really hadn't thought of that.

While watching the movie, Wang Bo had developed a great fondness for this Gordon, so when he saw the real person, he said this to praise him, never expecting that this sentence would bring such big trouble to Gordon.

He really didn't mean to set the other person up.

“Enough, you may leave.”

Just then, a police officer scolded Wang Bo, his expression seeming very unpleasant.

Wang Bo turned his head to glance at him, then turned and left.

Wang Bo knew this man; he was the current commissioner of the Gotham City Police Department.

But this guy won't be in the job much longer; before long, he'll be replaced by Gordon. After all, this guy's got too much dirt under him—no matter how much he washes, he can't get clean.

However, before Wang Bo could even step out of the Gotham City Police Department, he was blocked at the entrance by Rachel, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

This righteous prosecutor saw Wang Bo swaggering out of the police station, and her eyes turned red with anger. The criminal she had worked so hard to catch had not even warmed the chair beneath him before the police station let him go.

For a moment, she didn't even know what to say.

To say the people at the police station are useless, or to say they are colluding with criminals.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and looked at Wang Bo with a murderous glare.

Wang Bo also saw this Rachel Dawes and thought to himself that this prosecutor was truly persistent, having rushed over as soon as she heard he was released on bail.

Judging by her expression, she seemed quite indignant.

But considering she was the one Bruce liked, Wang Bo decided to comfort her a little.

"Don't worry, Miss Rachel. Although I've been released from the police station, I'm not going to run away. On the day of the trial, I absolutely will not be late, so rest assured."

But this consolation might have backfired. Rachel Dawes said through gritted teeth, “Mr. Adam, don’t be too smug too soon. I swear, I will send you to Blackgate Prison. That’s where scum like you belong.”

Wang Bo: ...

What could he do? He was desperate too.

Because Wang Bo knew that this Miss Rachel was not just speaking casually; if she weren't absolutely certain, she wouldn't be so confident.

Thinking that in a few days he might be sitting in jail, Wang Bo felt a sense of urgency deep in his heart.