After the warden said that, Commissioner Gordon's brows were still furrowed.

"I agree with you, Betty, but this matter is not that simple... We have to convince the mayor, huh? What's that expression on your face?"

"Nothing," the warden said, "The mayor will agree. She also wants to bring justice to those who have suffered. That's why we are united by our common ideals. Anna and I are as close as one person."

Gordon had a strange expression on his face, Winster lowered his head silently, and it was at this time that Clark knocked on the door, but he knocked too quickly, and he was a little doubtful whether he had come at the wrong time.

Fortunately, Clark and Commissioner Gordon had met several times, at various gatherings, and they were quite familiar with each other. The warden smiled and nodded at him, then looked at Peter behind him with a little curiosity.

"This child feels very familiar..."

"I'll be taking him with me during my time at the Gotham Daily," Clark briefly introduced Peter and asked, "Do you mind if I take a few photos?"

He wanted to report what the other party had said, but after all, he had eavesdropped on it using his super hearing, and there were only three of them in the room at the time, so it seemed inappropriate for him to publish it in the newspaper.

His request was not rejected. Not long after, the mayor called and agreed to an interview with Kent's reporter. He also gave him the authority to report the incident, but it had to be reviewed before it was published. This was much better than what Clark had imagined.

He looked at Bella Bettivan, who seemed not surprised at all, and thought to himself: "The warden and the mayor should be comrades who came together because of the same ideals, so they trust each other... just like me and the bat!"

After talking to several military personnel, Clark noticed that the gentleman named Winster frequently took out his cell phone. Then, in the gap between Clark's interview with Director Gordon, he was distracted and heard what Winster said when he walked out to answer the phone:

"I can't just go against the mayor's request... What's going on? Are we also involved in the South Hinkley incident?"

Clark frowned.

[“You’ve been acting more and more rebellious lately, Wen,” a deep male voice said, “The Alec family has long been in decline, and Anna is the shame of this family. If it weren’t for… never mind, the SWAT special forces were created to protect the Senate. Don’t forget who promoted you to this position. And you actually used the power we gave you to protect civilians who are not even from Gotan?”]

"My subordinates are all ordinary people. If they knew that when the South Hinckley incident broke out, the mayor asked me to dispatch troops, but I did nothing... How would they view me? Everything is to consolidate my reputation in the team. After all, even if you helped me enter SWAT, I got this position of person in charge by defeating everyone with my own hands! Did any of you take advantage of Black Mask? There is nothing wrong with this action. I can also take the opportunity to participate in the subsequent handling and help the court monitor the mayor's behavior."

Clark tilted his head slightly and used his clairvoyant abilities.

[“Black Mask has been missing for a long time, huh,” the man seemed convinced, but still unhappy because he was contradicted, “and several people in the court disappeared with him, and have not been found yet. We call that day the ‘Black Day’, and the unknown black covered the entire city, and dragged away many people who wanted to rebel against the mayor from the city. As for the benefits? Does the court need this benefit? I just want you to recognize your position, Wen, after all, you are my nephew.”]

After the call was hung up, the man named Winster looked at the screen coldly for a while, and then, without knowing that Clark was watching, he sent the previous phone recording to a person with the note [Like a mother]. The next second, Warden Bella Betiven took out her mobile phone and looked at it. Clark, who had not yet retracted his ability of clairvoyance, found that the other party had marked the person who sent the message as [Wen].

Clark: “…”

The relationship between you two brothers is really weird!

Then, the warden forwarded the recording to the mayor and looked over at him in confusion: "Reporter Kent?"

Reporter Kent completed the interview in shock and confusion, but he decided to send a message to Batman to ask his partner "The Court" and "Black Sun" what was going on.

After completing the interviews with the authorities, he began to take Peter to talk to soldiers, policemen, and criminals temporarily detained in their own homes to collect evidence, and finally, he went to the mine.

The mine was almost difficult to enter. He took pictures of the remnants of the bomb and then the ice bridge. The flames and ice had disappeared, but the ice bridge remained here, supporting the bottom of the mine. Looking through the top of the mine, Clark realized that this place was already shaky and had experienced several small collapses before. If it weren't for the ice bridge, the "sky" here would have collapsed long ago, burying all the dirt deep underground.

The more photos he took, the heavier his mood became. Peter was originally excited about being led by an experienced senior to cover news, but after seeing all this, his mood gradually became depressed.

You will never know what hell is like unless you see it with your own eyes.

Accompanying them into the cave was Chief Tal White, after all, he was one of the people who had experienced it firsthand.

“How many people were involved in the rescue?”

"There are six of them. One is my sister, who has gone back. Another is Red Hood, a gang leader who recently appeared in Gotham. I don't comment on what he has done in the past. I am just telling you what he is doing now," Tal thought for a moment. "The other three are the Gotham criminal Mr. Freeze and his wife Ms. Nora. The last one did not appear. He is a magician."

"Magician..." Peter interrupted, "Wait, is it the wandering magician who has been very popular on the Internet recently? The one who can make gargoyles fly!"

Tarr nodded. "He used magic to rescue those who were unable to move in the mines. After all, many of the victims were disabled, so he gave them a chance to receive medical treatment in time, but he himself did not show up."

Under the influence of the props, Peter ignored the anomaly in this sentence and nodded slowly: "Then he is really a very good person."

Clark: “…”

He felt something was wrong. How did this magician know everything that happened in South Hinckley in time? Did he have eyes and ears here?

However, investigating the case is the police's job. Now seeing that the police in Ge Tan are serious and responsible enough, he went over his doubts in his mind and did not say anything more.

Except for Tal who accompanied them into the cave, the people from the evidence department had already collected evidence. All the drug-related materials in the cave were swept away by them, but the smell in the cave was not very pleasant.

Tal introduced them: "According to the preliminary investigation of my colleagues, there are 2,122 people in the mine, mainly women, followed by a small number of disabled men and children born by women. There are almost no girls, not because they have never given birth to girls, but because all the girls have been taken away."

Clark's eyebrows jumped, and Peter also showed an expression of reluctance.

"...We are continuing to track down those girls," Tal recalled the bloody smell surrounding the warden and said confidently, "We will soon be able to get clues from the main culprit."

"Normally, these people are guarded by a small armed force of 300 people, but they are all militia hired by the main criminal, the Smith family. The official forces of South Hinckley Town know all this, but they just didn't get involved in person. When we were besieging South Hinckley, these militias were sent out to delay the police so that the Smith family could escape by boat. Now they are all under custody."

"Human trafficking, rape, murder, drug manufacturing and trafficking, organizing small armed forces, illegally hiding heavy weapons..." Tal said, "These are the crimes of the Smith family. The account books have been burned. We only have more than 2,000 witnesses now, but less than 1/3 of them can speak English. Moreover, they all have certain mental problems. Doctors recommend not letting them testify."

Symptoms may worsen.

They finished filming underground in a silent and depressing atmosphere, and then Tal followed the two to Wayne Hospital. Many of the people rescued from the mine were admitted to Wayne Hospital.

According to Tal's understanding, the patients staying at Wayne Hospital are in the most stable mood and are more likely to be interviewed because most of them are women with children, and the people who are responsible for taking care of them, from doctors to nurses, the hospital tries to choose women as much as possible.

And in accordance with the mayor's request, the floor where they live has been sealed off, and no unrelated persons are allowed to enter unless they obtain the mayor's permission.

However, they obviously hit a wall. First of all, all three of them were men. A large number of patients simply refused to communicate, and most of those who were willing to communicate could speak English, but as long as they saw the camera hanging around Clark's neck, they would be driven away.

Compared to Clark, a tall and strong white man, Tal, a paralyzed man with a pale face, doesn't look like a good person. On the contrary, Peter looks like a combination of a neighbor's younger brother and a talkative academic master, so he can speak a few words.

Simply put, his face is not that offensive.

Clark is actually very friendly, but American journalists are not someone who makes people feel friendly and reassured. Some journalists who spare no effort to dig into "privacy" have destroyed the impression that this group has on people. When seeing the camera, those patients who have been injured once will subconsciously think of many bad things and worry about suffering a second injury, even if Clark promised not to take pictures of their faces.

The last stop is Gotan Central Hospital.

However, Tal met an acquaintance here. His sisters in the East Side Cathedral were short-staffed, and the Central Hospital, as an official hospital, chose to hire temporary workers in a more reliable way, limited to women.

Millie accepted the job with her former prostitute colleagues, which was rare because in Tal's memory, these prostitutes rarely left the church and were only willing to contact children. When the church was first built, they would avoid the men who were hired to work there - because there might be their former customers among them.

Even Tal was gradually accepted because of his amnesia. He suspected that in the eyes of older prostitutes, his image was no different from that of a baby with an IQ problem.

Seeing him, Millie, who was free, greeted Clark and asked Tal in a low voice: "How is Vivi? You took her out."

"She sent me a message," Tal said, a little weakly. "She said she was just a little tired and would be fine soon."

"Hmph..." Millie said nothing and turned to Clark, "If you want an interview, I can ask some people if they are willing to accept it."

Clark breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for trusting us, ma'am."

Millie smiled: "I trust the mayor."

After asking a round of questions, Millie took a woman to the lounge. The only lady who was willing to be interviewed was named Jane. She was holding her son and standing by the window next to the lounge.

Millie whispered to them, "Jane has come here several times, maybe because she likes the view from the window."

Outside the window was a bare, high wall with ferocious gargoyles as decorations.

When the reporters came in, the woman shuddered, but instead of screaming, she -

She walked over and tried hard, as if using all her strength, to hand her son, who was sucking his fingers, over to them, almost into their arms.

Zhen trembled and said, "...evidence!"