Falcone's rule is, in today's view, a dictatorship full of black violence.
No matter what business you run in Gotham, then you have to pay protection money to the gang led by Falcone, otherwise, you won't survive a day in the city.
Of course, the reason why it is said to be order is that this protection fee can be renamed to a word like management fee, after all, Gotham is already a gangster city.
But it also brings a problem, that is, in this city, the rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer, after all, the more people at the bottom of the society, the more exploitation they will receive.
It's like in the middle of the sea, where big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, and shrimp eat sludge.
At that time, in Gotham, people over 90 years old didn't even count sludge, they could only struggle to survive in the most ordinary positions, and after paying protection money every month, the remaining money could only barely stay alive and continue to make money for the gang next month.
Everyone is in a hurry and numb, living the same day every day, doing everything they tell you to do under the supervision of the gangsters, no matter what.
The slightest disobedience can lead to beatings or worse punishments, such as arson of houses, submachine gun fire on the road, and families tied to cement bricks and sinking into the sea, all of whom are enveloped in this black terror.
You can't even get anything on the eyes of the gangsters, they'll take everything.
Your husband is handsome, snatch it.
Your bike is of good quality, snatch it.
The fabric of your sofa is quite soft and snatched.
Although these things were not done by the Falcone family, and most of the people who did these things were unscrupulous gangsters, their small gangs were attached to the big gangs, and the big gangs were attached to the bigger ones until they belonged to the top ten families.
Elsewhere, if you ask children what they want to do when they grow up, the answer must be varied, they want to be scientists, they want to be priests, they want to be firefighters.
But in Gotham at that time, the answer was only one wanted to be the boss.
Because the only way for children to get ahead is to join the gang, with a good boss, to become the kind of person they hated the most when they were young, and to climb up step by step through various dark behaviors.
At that time, more than half of the officials in the Gotham government received political donations from the gangster families, and the remaining half also lived under the threat and intimidation of the gangsters, which could be said to be a hopeless city.
It was then that James Gordon, who had been discharged from the army, returned to the city and became a detective.
The first case he took on was that Briswayne's parents were shot dead in an alley.
He comforts young Briss and assures her that he will get to justice for her parents.
But all the clues point to the gangster, and in the process of solving the case, he encounters many, many things that make him see the terrible torrent in the darkness.
Strictly speaking, Gordon, who was a murder detective at that time, was still living a good life.
As a police officer, he does not need to pay protection money, and the gangsters do not take the initiative to trouble them.
After all, in the eyes of the Ten Families, Gotham is their own city, and the police in the city are also maintaining law and order for their own families, so how can there be any reason for their own family members to pay protection money?
Although Gordon was born in Gotham, he had seen the outside world, the colorful outside world, not like Gotham was forever gray, and he couldn't accept that his city was like this.
He is ready to bring all the gangsters to justice and give Gotham a new sight.
Even though half of the rice bowls he was carrying were surnamed Falcone, they were always full of good food.
But he did it not for himself, but for the sake of more poor people.
So he suffered a lot, was demoted, threatened, framed, and assassinated.
As his investigation deepened, the gangster's methods became more intense, and he narrowly escaped his life countless times, until more than ten years ago, the appearance of Batgirl, the two fought hard together for three years, and he finally won The Ten Families fell apart, leaving only one Copote, today's Penguin Girl, who occupied less than a hundredth of the size of the previous one.
He personally sent Falcone, the former Gotham Emperor, to the Black Gate Prison.
Although he came out soon, he went to Hong Kong and Gordon never saw him again.
After that, Gordon spent more energy dealing with the endless variety of masked people, and probably only when he rested and drank at night would he think of the thrilling excitement of his youth.
Now, the person in memory has appeared.
"Gordon, a good boy back then, you're old now."
Falcone spoke with emotion, and there was no hatred in his eyes when he looked at Gordon, like an ordinary old man looking at his nephew.
He is still so magnanimous, with a straight suit and a gentle manner.
Everything in this room is like stepping back in time, back to the glory days of the Romans, when Gordon first met him.
At the beginning of solving the case, he went to the door to look for clues from Falcone, and Falcone also received him very graciously, and the city's underground emperor and a small policeman talked through this desk.
Just like today.
Gordon wasn't going to be fooled by him, maybe thirty years ago, but not today, and he remembered how his men had brought him in.
The Romans are back, and they are fully armed!
"You're getting older than I am, Falcone."
Even in a desperate situation, Gordon did not flinch, and he immediately retorted.
Falcone just smiled, still unhurriedly touching his cat, which had been roasted by the fireplace and yawned in his arms.
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"Yes, we are all old, and this world is destined to belong to young people, so I plan to return to this place before I die."
"There's nothing to see in Gotham, you should go back to Hong Kong."
Gordon sat across from him, calmly staring at him.
Falcone's hand paused, he looked down at the rose on his chest, and looked up at Gordon in bewilderment: "Yes, I gave you a glorious city with nothing to look at, but you actually let it become like this?"
” "At least people are free."
Gordon closed his eyes and leaned back on the couch.
"What is freedom?
Now at night they don't even dare to go out.
Falcone shook his head and laughed, as if he had heard some joke, and when he saw Gordon's eyes closed, he added, "I don't blame you for the trick you once tricked me with Batgirl, because I know what you want is a better city." ” "I don't blame her, because someone in the family killed Briss's parents behind my back, and even though it was the infiltration of the court, it was also the retribution I deserved."
Gordon didn't speak.
"Remember?
I ask you what you want?
You told me that what you want is a city where people can live and work in peace and contentment, and where children can grow up healthy.
So I let it go, I gave it to you, let you do what I couldn't do, I let you put me in jail, I made you the hope of Gotham, and then I went away, but that's the answer you gave me?
” Falcone calmly placed the cat on the carpet and watched it curl up in a ball and fall asleep, he picked up the bottle from his desk and poured it into two glasses, the golden liquor glowing in the firelight.
"Gotham just needs time, it's going to get better," Gordon said something he found hard to believe.
"That's why I'm bullish on you, Gordon, you're always hopeful and won't give up."
Falcone stood up with a smile, tremblingly handed a glass of wine to Gordon's hand, and gently clinked glasses with him: "Compared to the little cripple of the Copott family, you are my ideal successor." ” P Meiman Knell 48302dexhtp