Chapter 63 Please take this, this is your fault, Falconet (Ch 830381083)

The current environment does not support them fighting each other.
Bruce shouldn’t be feeding him bullets at night after discussing the cooperation last night…Lucian won’t get any off-field assistance either.
“Lucien.”
A voice suddenly came from the door.
Lucien looked up unexpectedly and saw the first person who called him by his name instead of calling him Jochel.
“Gordon?”
He held the bullet in his palm, stood up and walked towards Gordon.
“Bruce told me everything.” Gordon patted his shoulder through the fence.
“Oh, then he really trusts you,” Lucien responded dryly.
Gordon said in a low voice with a sympathetic look: “It’s not your fault that you look like the murderer. It’s our fault…”
So that’s what you’re talking about. That little bat is pretty efficient.
Lucien pursed his lips and said nothing.
“But I’m afraid you’ll have to stay here for a while.” Gordon raised his chin towards the black man: “Do you need help?”
“He should be the one who needs help.” Lucian still refused.
“Okay, but it’s best not to leave any evidence. Even though you are not the murderer, you are still under constant scrutiny. If something happens, the procuratorate may prosecute you.” Gordon reminded.
Lucien smiled: “Of course.”
When Gordon was about to leave, Lucian waved his hand, motioned for him to lean over, and whispered, “Please tell Bruce that I have something to say to him, and ask him to come see me tonight.”
Gordon nodded slightly and did not refuse.
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“Hey, bear with it.” Another person sitting next to him was a skinny white man who seemed to be a drug addict. He was terribly haggard and skinny. “He is a Roman’s man.”
“He has someone above him in the police station.”
Lucien raised an eyebrow.
Roman…Falcone, that’s right, at this time period it is the Gotham mafia that is led by him.
“Then why is he here?” Lucien asked, but the white man shook his head and said nothing more.
Lucien looked at the black man.
He said that he would be sent to Blackgate Prison and would be certain that he would be in the same cell as Lucian, the criminal who killed the Waynes.
It seems that what he did was not a small thing.
But with such an arrogant attitude… he is either taking the blame for someone else or going to Blackgate Prison for something.
…No matter what the reason was, it meant that he had to make sure he could get to Blackgate Prison smoothly, and he had to make sure he went to the prison area for serious criminals.
Lucian shook the bullets in his hand, took out one of them, squinted and aimed, the bullet went through the railing and hit the black man’s eye directly, then bounced a few times and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The black man opened his eyes and looked gloomily in the direction of Lucien.
Lucian interrupted him before he could speak, smiling: “Keep your voice down, I’m planning to escape from prison, do you have any ideas?”
In order to ensure that his crime is sufficient, the black man will not try to make up for his sins and will not reveal Lucian’s escape to the prison guards. Therefore, he will not know that Lucian’s words were a lie to him.
“If you’re willing to give me some pleasure with your ass.” The black man sneered, “I’ll consider it.”
Lucian remained unmoved, resting his chin on his hand: “What’s your name?”
When he got no answer, he added, “Actually, I’m also gay…but unfortunately, I’m the one above.”
“If you are willing to go wash your butt, I don’t mind then…” Lucien paused: “Well, I mind, after all… you look like you have a sexually transmitted disease.”
The black man narrowed his eyes and stood up: “Boy, where do you get the confidence to provoke me?”
The size and words were oppressive, but Lucian, who was used to being oppressed by the clown, had a calm expression: “I said I was going to escape from prison.”
When the black man was about to curse, he said, “Why not take a look at what I just hit you with to wake you up?”
It seems that people of this body type don’t have very good brains, and it also seems that he really perfectly fits the various characteristics of a traditional villain.
Strong, big-talking, and brainless.
So when he picked up the bullet, he naturally questioned: “You have a gun?”
Lucian picked up another bullet in his hand and blocked it with his fingers to make it look complete: “I still have bullets.”
The black man laughed and threw the bullet back. The copper material made a crisp sound on the ground. “A gun? It’s not enough!”
He looked happy, and Lucien knew why.
If he told his superiors in the police station alone about Lucian’s plan to escape from prison, he would be praised and rewarded, but at the same time, his crime would not be reduced because of exposing Lucian.
Thinking of this, the black man’s attitude improved. He asked with interest, “When are you going to escape from prison?”
Lucian smiled and said, “Do you remember the sponsor who let me have sex? He will come again tonight, and I will escape from prison. How about it? Any ideas?”
The black man laughed: “I have a better idea about your sponsor!”
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It was the familiar stinging feeling that woke people up, and the bullet was squeezed by the flesh and blood and fell to the side again.
Lucien slowly opened his eyes, picked up the pill, and held it in his palm along with the others.
Bruce stood outside the door, looking at him through the bars. “What’s going on?”
At such a young age, he already has the look of a silent future.
Lucian looked at him admiringly for a long time before saying, “The person next to me is Falcone’s henchman… I suspect he was planted by Owl to kill me.”
In some comic book settings, Falcone is indeed connected to the Court of Owls, and the connection is not shallow.
So Lucien also put the blame on him: “…I once eliminated competitors for Falcone. You can check whether several of his opponents died inexplicably.”
It’s normal for a few people to die inexplicably in Gotham.
“Perhaps there is more obvious evidence… If you investigate carefully, you will find that he has recently contacted a senior police officer… He was originally planning to kill me tonight, but was stopped by his superiors because of your arrival.”
“Don’t they know you’re immortal?” Bruce discovered the problem.
This was a loophole that Lucian left intentionally. He looked at the perceptive little bat, smiled, and then answered nervously: “…They know.”
“As long as you take away my head, I will lose my vital signs for a long time.”
…
Dismemberment is a good way to deal with claws.
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“Cousin!” He now knew that the so-called financial sponsor was Bruce Wayne, the victim of the case.
That wasn’t a planned jailbreak at all, Wayne was just taking advantage of the situation to carry out lynching!
After being scolded by his superior, the black man finally reacted.
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Lucian took advantage of the time difference, using a short period of time to prevent the black man from verifying his words, and his reckless behavior also provided evidence of his guilt.
Just watching with a smile.