5 CHAPTER 5

Pov. Isaac Dinklage

It's been a week since I began to serve as a police officer in this interesting city.

Every day, Arthur and I patrolled the areas entrusted to us. A couple of times they came to brawls and robberies. But this is so, a trifle, compared to what is happening now. And judging by the conversations, the gangs in Gotham have started a new war. And the reason is not clear. Now, of course, not the most Hell, but the Russian lads, gangs of "greenheads" and Cubans started wars in the slums.

And given that this war is gaining momentum, Batman will definitely show himself and get involved in it.

+ 1 to intuition.

+ 1 to intelligence.

Yes, I have improved my intellect and intuition by a dozen points for each one this week. I'm just a person who thought a lot in my past life. And now, when I got into one of my favorite stories, I began to monitor my environment and the world about different thoughts. As a result, these two points are the most active in terms of development. Although I scored another 20 points, which I divided equally into Strength and Endurance. They should be useful to me.

So, I realized from my first assignment that here I needed new skills and strength. Therefore, I began to study myself thoroughly.

Starting from simple charging and rocking to shooting and possession of melee weapons. Well, if I started to master cold weapons just about, then with shooting it was easier for me. We had a special training ground at the site. Shoot, I don't want to. The main thing is to develop skills. This is necessary for every police officer.

I didn't feel sorry for myself and at every convenient moment I "swayed" as best I could. True, now I was, one might say, "in the rear". Most of our people left the station to call in Arkham. And for some reason I don't like what exactly is there. It was somehow calmer for me when I knew that such a crowd could go to the slums for gang wars. As strange as it may sound, but it is so.

I stayed on duty. In general, I was culturally sent "for a walk" away from adult uncles. And to be honest, I don't mind. Let Batman in Arkham have fun with Gordon on the cheerleading team. I'll sit here.

As I walked past Gordon's office, I heard noise and abuse. And of course, I looked there.

And before me appeared a very good-looking girl. Red long wavy hair down to the shoulder blades, blue eyes. not bad three parameters. True, I could not determine her breasts in terms of size. Either the second, or the third, although, rather, an incomplete third. And this is at her age. And the girl is young, over there, judging by the badge on the bag, this is a first or second year lawyer at our local college. And she looks 18-20 years old.

- Hey! Who you are?! And what are you doing here? This is Commissioner Gordon's office. And you, as I see it, are not him.

- Hee-hee. It's strange, everyone tells me that I look like my dad.

- Dad? - I must have met Jim's daughter. So this is what Barbara Gordon is. Hmm. But she seemed vaguely familiar to me from the very beginning. Maybe play a trick on her? - As far as I know, the commissioner has no children. And despite family ties or some other kind, rummaging through the documents of a person of his status is a matter of jurisdiction. How did you even get in here? And get away from his table! - I shouted at her.

- Quiet, quiet guy. - She raised her hands conciliatoryly. - I came in peace.

- Yeah and with a pipe of peace in the bargain. I chuckled.

- I'm here, actually, for business. You, as I understand it, are new? The name of? My name is Barbara Gordon. - and stretches out his hand to shake.

I smile good-naturedly, she relaxes, I take her hand. I sharply pull to myself, put on one handcuff, grab the other hand, put it behind my back, and now it is "in my captivity".

- Well, we got a thief. Now you will tell me everything.

- Hey! I really am your commissar's daughter. You can check the documents in your purse.

- Okay, Barbara the burglar, I'll check it out now.

Well, this will not interfere with my plans, if anything, then I can say that they look fake. And a little on her here.

But, fortunately for me, and to her great regret, the documents she so desired were not found.

- Heck! I forgot. - now she realizes that she was in the ass. And not as beautiful as hers. - Listen, man, I really ...

- Officer Dinklage!

- Officer Dinklage, - she grimaced, and immediately continued at the same pace, and indeed the daughter of Jim Gordon. I am a student, I have a lecture in college soon. This morning I printed it out and put it on the table next to my dad's papers. He left early and took them. I need to find them. Let go, please.

I looked at her with such a skeptical look that she immediately lost faith in her attempts to convince me. Wow, how interesting it is to be the keeper of order. Well this is how many reasons for damaging people's lives or bullying them ... Eh! No wonder the past owner of the carcass decided to go to the police.

-Ah-ah! Wow, how I got there. Rrrrrr!

And she's cute when she's angry.

Having poured her a little on the spot with "interrogation", or rather, it was a banter disguised as establishing her identity and goals. I nevertheless went to take her to the cell. At the same time, I understood that they would confirm information about her relationship. After all, the police station should have known about her. And I, of course, will apologize and screw up on business.

But that was not the case. The guys, although they recognized her, but smiled like Cheshire cats, and said that they had no idea who she was. Barbara's face was incredible. This range of emotions was more than unique and inimitable. It's a pity, then I didn't have a fotik at my side, and the phone was discharged then. And I could not capture this miracle. In general, I pushed her into the monkey house until she regained consciousness and started a new wave "I am the commissar's daughter!" And whinnied softly.

- Isaac. But it seems that we have recently had more frequent cases of theft of important documents from government agencies. One of my senior colleagues told me. - Hike, you took this thief. We need to formalize and interrogate her. I envy you. Nothing at all in the service, but he solved such a case.

Yes, you can see from your mugs what the matter is. They think that I will hang my ears and follow their lead. Looks like they want to play a trick on me. Okay, let's take the game.

- Come on? Really?

- That's so Isaac. Buddy, come on, don't sit like an idol, work on the report. And don't forget to come up with a nickname for her. We have such a tradition. And since you caught her, then you should come up with a nickname.

- It's covered.

Okay, I'll prepare such a report for you ... download!