Maroni walked out of the court with a smug look on his face. He straightened his sleeves and looked down on everything with a smug look.
Countless reporters followed him frantically, making a lot of noise and clamoring for the right to interview. The whole court was like a vegetable market at this time, and the reporters and media were like people buying vegetables, scrambling for cheap vegetables.
"Mr. Maloney, please share your thoughts on Officer Harvey's accusation that you are the head of the Falcon crime family. Will you sue Harvey?"
"Harvey is a good man with good moral character. He is the most competent police officer, and everyone knows that. I understand Harvey's desire to end crime. He is just too impatient sometimes, and he needs to change that. In addition, I will not prosecute him." Maroney spoke to the camera.
To him, the court proceedings were a farce. Harvey, a new recruit, knew nothing, and he thought he could arrest Maroni just by having a confession from a certain prisoner? A complete joke. When the prisoner publicly changed his story in court, claiming he was the head of the Falcon family and that Maroni was just a front, Harvey's dumbfounded expression still made Maroni laugh.
A straightforward and foolish police officer, this is how Falcon leader Maroni describes Harvey.
Surrounded by countless people, Maroni got into his favorite car. Before closing the door, he glanced at Harvey with disdain, who had angry eyes, and drove all the way to the secret base of the Falken criminal family. Today was the day when the big and small leaders of the Falken family were having a meeting.
Maroni was truly enjoying a glorious time these days. The Falcon crime family, the new overlords of Gotham since Falcone, controlled everything in the city. Even the Wayne Enterprise had to defer to the Falcon family in certain areas. As the leader of the Falcon family, Maroni had reached new heights in his life, and he certainly had reason to be proud.
When he walked into the meeting room, he received a shocking piece of news: their money had been robbed, and $68 million was missing.
"Who's so bold as to rob Falcon of his money in Gotham?" Maroni lay back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't in a hurry. Gotham belonged to the Falcon family, and no matter who it was, he couldn't escape.
"It's a freak," the Mexican leader said grimly, "a man wearing a cheap purple suit and disgusting heavy makeup on his face."
"He's not a problem. Find him and kill him. The biggest problem now is that the cops are after our money. That Harvey is like a mad dog, obsessed with our family. Mr. Liu, what do you have to say about this? Isn't that what your trust fund does?"
Mr. Liu is probably in his thirties. At his age, he can be said to be young and promising to be able to talk to the Falken family.
"The police marked your banknotes and went to various banks to freeze all your assets, so I transferred all your money away, taking advantage of the Stark Group's arrival to divert the attention of Gotham City's top brass." Mr. Liu said, "I'm the only one who knows the location. At least the police bribed one of you, so the rest of your money is relatively safe."
"Then how can you ensure your own safety?" someone asked.
"I will return to Hong Kong immediately. The Chinese will not extradite their own people. The Gotham police have no deterrent effect on me."
The Falcon members discussed this, lost in thought. It had to be said that this was indeed a good idea, but also a poor solution. It was quite frustrating to entrust one's property to an outsider, knowing where it was stored.
Bang!
Suddenly there were a few soft noises outside the door, and then it soon became quiet.
The Falcon family members immediately became alert and quietly placed their hands on their guns. Who could it be? Few people in Gotham City would dare to attack Falcon in broad daylight.
"I find you guys really stupid and your idea is terrible.
"The clown in a purple suit walked in leisurely, his body relaxed and his steps swaying, as if he didn't take people seriously at all.
"Give me a reason not to tear your head off." The Mexican's face was vicious. It was this guy who stole a large sum of money from them!
"How about a magic trick?" The clown responded quickly. He carefully took out a pen from his pocket and stood it upright on the table, showing it to everyone seriously: "This is a pen. I can make this pen disappear in an instant."
Everyone was bewildered, looking at the mentally ill patient in front of them like a fool. Which hospital had this idiot escaped from? Arkham?
The bodyguard was very dedicated. Without his master's instructions, he immediately walked up and killed the clown, the uninvited guest.
But at this moment, the funny clown narrowed his eyes, his snake-like gaze made people shudder, and in a flash he grabbed the bodyguard's neck and smashed his head against the table. His not-so-tall body burst out with amazing strength.
Bang!
The upright pen hit the bodyguard's forehead and disappeared.
"Tap! Look, it's disappeared... hehe..." The clown widened his eyes and pointed at the empty table with surprise to show everyone.
"Fuck..." The Mexican was completely enraged. This clown was playing with his intelligence right in front of him! Since Falcon, they, the Falcon, have been the kings of Gotham. No one has provoked them in person like this in years, and in such a stupid way!
"Sit down first! I have something to ask him... Clown, right? I want to hear your advice." Maroni clasped his hands together. He suddenly became very interested in this crazy man.
"Oh, emmmmm... Let's start from more than a year ago. These cops and lawyers didn't dare to touch people like you at all, but what about now? Look at you, hehe, you are scared to death... I know, but I know the reason. Why don't you hold a meeting at night... Because you are afraid of... that big bat... Puff! Whoosh... That guy showed the people of Gotham your true colors. People like Harvey are just fools. Batman is the key..."
Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment. The clown had indeed revealed the bloody truth.
"As for your plan...hahaha, Mr. Liu, Batman has no jurisdiction over that area. He will rush to Hong Kong and make you cry and tell him where you hid the money..." The Joker rolled his eyes unconsciously and muttered to himself.
"So what's your plan?" Maroni interrupted.
"My plan is simple...Kill Batman!"
The entire conference room suddenly burst into laughter. Some people laughed so hard that they were out of breath. They pointed at the clown and praised him for his good jokes that made everyone laugh.