Nobody can stop me from drawing cards in Gotham!

Chapter 27 Reversal of the Offensive

Faced with this sudden intruder, Leslie's first reaction was to raise his hands to show that he posed no threat, which was also a way to appease the criminal.

After all, the criminal on the other side is clearly in an unstable state right now. He might just get emotional and start shooting, and in the end, it's the ordinary people like them who will suffer.

As a doctor who dares to open a clinic in Crime Alley, Leslie is already used to criminals who come to refresh their presence from time to time, and naturally has ways to deal with them.

Ten years ago, when Leslie was still in good health, her choice to confront such people would often be to pull out a gun from under the table and fight them head-on, with an attitude of "If you dare to mess with my clinic, I'll fight you to the death."

Such criminals often bully the weak and fear the strong. If they see that the other party is not easy to deal with, they will not risk getting shot and incurring additional medical expenses, and will mostly choose to leave wisely.

However, Leslie is now too old to deal with these criminals like he used to when he was younger.

But now she has a new choice, which is—

Summon Batman.

That's right, Tompkins Clinic has always had an emergency communication device directly connected to the Batcave, which Bruce insisted on adding because he was worried about Leslie.

In situations like these, the Batman communication device comes in handy.

Leslie raised her hand and quietly approached the desk next to her in a way that was not easily noticed.

There are buttons for the communication device under the desk.

Her only prayer now is that the criminal will take the money and leave without causing any more trouble—after all, Batman will teach him a lesson when he arrives.

Fortunately, things are now going in the direction Leslie hoped for... Seeing that Leslie was cooperating and Jaeger didn't seem to want to resist, the criminal walked to the clinic's cash box while threatening the two of them with his gun, telling them not to move.

Leslie had already taken the opportunity to sneak up to the desk, and she subtly reached out and stealthily reached for the buttons under the desk...

Just then, a voice broke the delicate silence in the clinic.

"Sir, didn't anyone tell you not to take other people's money?"

Leslie froze on the spot, her eyes widening in disbelief.

The criminal stopped rummaging through the cash box and stuffing banknotes into his pockets, and slowly turned his gaze to the young man who had somehow appeared next to him.

That young man was none other than Jaeger.

He appeared relaxed, his hands in his coat pockets, his eyes fixed directly on the criminal without flinching, and a slight smile even appeared on his lips in this situation.

But no one knows what Jaeger is thinking right now, but Leslie almost fainted—what is this young man doing!

You live in Gotham, don't you know you should never provoke a mentally unstable criminal who's armed? How did you even grow up in Gotham with such a death wish?!

Leslie quickly pressed the emergency contact button, while her hand groped under the table for the hidden slot, trying to retrieve the gun that she hadn't used in a long time, but which she would take out for maintenance every now and then, just in case.

Jaeger was only provoking the criminals to stand up for himself and his clinic. Although he was a bit reckless, Leslie still wanted to save him from the criminals as much as possible.

Meanwhile, the criminal finally realized that there really would be a fool to come looking for death at a time like this, and he immediately flew into a rage, pressing the gun in his hand against the chest of the person in front of him: "Looking for death? Do you want to taste the feeling of a bullet?"

But contrary to his expectations that the other party would immediately beg for mercy, the person in front of him did not move an inch even with a gun pointed at his heart, and instead looked at him very calmly.

No, why isn't this person reacting at all?

Isn't he afraid of dying?!

Even with his mind in a whirl of psychiatric drugs, the criminal was instinctively uneasy about the person's unusually abnormal reaction. Just looking at those light gray eyes made him feel a strange chill creeping down his spine.

Just as the criminal was filled with suspicion and uncertainty because of Jaeger's reaction, the other party did something completely unexpected—

He actually took a step forward, bringing the pistol even closer to his body!

"What the hell are you doing?!" The criminal was startled, his eyes turning bloodshot. "I'm really going to shoot!"

"I didn't say you couldn't drive," the person on the other end looked at him innocently. "—If you can."

What does that mean?

The criminal was stunned by Yeager's second sentence, and in that instant, the gun in his hand was suddenly pulled away by a force that seemed to come from nowhere, and it left his hand before he could pull the trigger!

"What...this is impossible!"

The criminal screamed in terror, watching helplessly as his pistol flew out of thin air and into the hand of the person opposite him in the blink of an eye.

But the other party seemed to have anticipated this, raising his hand in advance to catch the flying pistol, smoothly reversing the muzzle and instantly pointing the gun at the completely frozen criminal.

"Alright, since you wouldn't listen to my advice before, I'll say it again now."

The offensive reversed, but the smile on the young man's face disappeared.

He stared blankly at the criminal, the muzzle of his pistol gleaming coldly. "So, sir...didn't anyone tell you not to take other people's money?"