The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2993: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (27)

Chapter 2993: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (Twenty-Seven)

"I said I don't know what's going on. Do you believe me?" Gordon said to the other end of the phone: "This is beyond my understanding. I have been in this business for more than 20 years..."

After hanging up the phone, Gordon sighed and turned to his subordinates and asked, "Is Mr. Nygma okay? Is he awake now?"

"He woke up when he was still busy." It was Bullock who pushed the door open. The fat detective took the cigarette out of his mouth and said, "He may want to see you. You'd better think of how to explain it quickly."

"What do I need to explain? He was as good as dead at that time." Having said that, Gordon still tried to calm down and said, "I admit that this was a mistake on our part, but he had better provide some useful clues, otherwise I won't stay with him any longer."

Brock shook his head and said nothing. He walked down and drove. On the way to the hospital, he asked, "Are you looking into something from ten years ago?"

Gordon immediately turned to look at him, looked him up and down and said, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just a little surprised that you want to dig up such an old matter. I must remind you that it's not a good thing to have to find out the results of some things."

“It’s not a good thing for whom?”

"Of course it's you." Brock exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Someone is targeting you."

"Am I afraid of being watched by them?" Gordon snorted coldly and said, "I was not afraid even when I had dozens of gangsters pointing their guns at my head. Now, a few rats in the gutter want to threaten me?"

"It's different. You were all by yourself then," Brock said, turning the steering wheel. "Now you have a family, your wife and daughter..."

Gordon's heart suddenly tightened. He stared at Brock and said, "They will do something to my family?!"

"They are not gangsters. The only thing that keeps their system running is trust. As long as they can achieve their goals, they are not afraid to use any means. James, I am not trying to stop you from doing anything, but I must remind you that rats eat everything."

Gordon's Adam's apple moved up and down, and Jane's lively and lovely face kept appearing in front of him. Then he looked forward and said, "If I give up what I am doing for this, it means that I regard them as a burden. But they are not only not a burden, but my motivation. Not only are they not a stumbling block to my career, but they give me the determination to shed blood and sacrifice."

"Only when I became a father did I understand what determines where a person goes when they are at the crossroads of life. If I want millions of people to choose the right path, I must let them think of the faces of their loved ones when they make their choices, rather than blood, death and crying."

"In this way, I can enjoy the warmth my family brings me with peace of mind and face my daughter without guilt. If the price I have to pay for my happiness is to make countless people walk into darkness without choice, then the education I can bring to my daughter will never enable her to make the right choice, and it will only become another tragedy."

Wanda paced in the living room holding her child, the smile in her eyes almost overflowing. She kept clicking her lips and making sounds, shaking her arms, making the child in her arms giggle.

Another woman in pajamas came down. Wanda looked back at her and said, "How do you feel, Mrs. Gordon? Massage will definitely help repair the pelvic floor muscles. I'll introduce you to a yoga class later..."

"I told you to call me Barbara." The woman laughed and held her waist and said, "Actually, the obstetrician and gynecologist also recommended that I go for a massage, but I'm a little busy and don't have time."

"No matter how busy you are, you must make time to do it." Wanda emphasized: "If you can't recover, it will take a lifetime. What is more important than good health?"

"Okay, I get it. Since I'm going to do yoga, should I buy a yoga mat or something? Or will a carpet be fine?"

"There's no need for those things. If you buy them, they'll just become crawling mats for your kids. The yoga mat I bought before still has teeth marks on it. I'll definitely take it out at their wedding."

Barbara laughed and stretched herself. Wanda put the child down and hesitated to speak. Barbara took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Gordon... I mean, he hasn't been home for a few days, right? You just had the baby..."

"If I say I had expected this situation before I gave birth, would you find it a bit strange? But in fact, I was prepared for it. His job is like that."

Wanda was obviously not as open-minded as Barbara. She pursed her lips and said, "I will never allow the father of the child to leave them for so long, but maybe it's just difficult to be a police officer. It's just a pity for our little Jenny..."

Barbara shook her head and said, "If you had seen Gotham a few years ago, you wouldn't feel sorry for him. In fact, when little Jenny grows up, she will be proud of her father."

Wanda felt the difference in their parenting approaches. Both she and Jarvis focused more on companionship. Their parenting approach was not to set an example for their children, but to give them meticulous care.

But the Gordon family is obviously more old-fashioned. They believe that the best way to educate children is to set a good example. As long as the parents are honest, hardworking and tolerant, the children will not be too bad.

But Wanda was not the kind of person who liked to tell others what to do, or maybe because she hated her father doing that, she was usually very careful. She avoided the topic and continued talking.

"Has anything important happened in Gotham recently?"

"I guess there might be," Barbara said, "especially in the last few days. He wouldn't stay away from home for no reason. I guess there might be another murder case involving a big shot."

"It's too dangerous here." Wanda shook her head and said, "By the way, have you bought the formula milk for supplementation? The kind I used before..."

jingle!

Wanda turned her head and looked outside the door. To be precise, the bell outside the yard rang. Gordon lived in the North District manor given to him by the former gang boss. The house was very big, so Wanda first walked through a large living room, opened the door, walked through the front yard, and walked around the fountain before arriving at the door.

A man in a courier uniform stood at the door and asked, "Excuse me, is this Gordon's? Your shopping has arrived."

"Oh, give it to me." Wanda reached out to take it. The courier took a box from the car, smiled at Wanda and said, "Are you buying baby products? You look quite young."

"Yes, but how did you know that?"

"Oh, the packaging for maternal and infant products is different. They use better bacteria-proof materials. I discovered this when I was packing. God bless you."

Wanda also smiled at him, took the box and walked towards the center of the manor. After she opened the door, she hummed a few times and said, "I thought you didn't buy anything. It turns out that online shopping is so developed here. What did you buy?"

Barbara asked in confusion, "What?"

"I'm asking, you bought some by express delivery... Never mind, I'll open them myself and take a look."

Wanda didn't need a knife at all. She opened the box with just a flick of her finger. However, there were no maternal or child products in the box. When Wanda opened it, she saw a doll.

She took out the doll with some doubts, but she didn't find anything special about it. It was just a somewhat ugly doll.

"Could it be sent to the wrong address?" Barbara said.

"It's possible. I guess someone on this street bought it for their child. The child must be quite old to play with such a doll. No wonder he just said I looked a little young."

Wanda threw the doll back into the box and put it outside the door, and then she didn't care about it anymore. She looked at her watch and said, "Jarvis went to the Wayne Group to help, so he probably can't take care of us. On the way here, I saw a Chinese restaurant that looked pretty good. I'll go buy you some Chinese food."

"It's too hot outside." Barbara said, "I ate the sandwich because it was so hot that I had no appetite. The food in Chinese restaurants is always steaming hot, and I really can't eat it."

"Oh, by the way, do you want to eat Japanese sushi?" Wanda quickly thought of another option. She said, "Sushi is usually cold, not very hot. The protein in fish sushi is also good for you."

Barbara was a little helpless, but after spending a few days together, she also understood that Wanda was a person who could not sit still. These days, the witch lady was busy taking care of the children and cleaning the house. She managed to clean up such a large manor by herself without using any magic. It can only be said that Alfred has welcomed a strong competitor in housework.

Wanda quickly changed her clothes and went out. Before leaving, she did not forget to put the box containing the doll that was originally placed at the door of the house at the gate of the yard. She thought that if she sent it to the wrong place, the neighbors would come to look for it.

Because there was a large supermarket not far from the manor and there were many places to eat nearby, Wanda didn't drive and just walked there.

But not long after she walked out of the block, she felt someone following her. Wanda thought she was met with a robber, but she felt that no robber could rob her anyway, so she didn't pay much attention and continued walking forward.

As a result, she was grabbed by someone just as she passed by an alley. She staggered into the alley and saw the black muzzle of a gun when she turned around.

Wanda was stunned. She stared and said, "Who are you?! What are you going to do?!"

"Don't play innocent, Mrs. Gordon, you know what your husband has done..."

Wanda was about to open her mouth to refute, but she immediately realized that the other party might have mistaken her for Barbara, which meant that they were coming for Barbara.

At this moment, she was not thinking about whether she was in danger, but immediately thought about whether someone would go to the manor to deal with the child. Wanda rubbed her wrist gently and sent a message to Jarvis, deliberately speaking in a panic.

"What do you mean? What did you do to James? He's the chief of the Gotham Police Department. If you hurt me, he won't let you go!"

"Relax, ma'am. We won't hurt you, but I'm afraid you have to cooperate with us and don't move."

Wanda felt herself being grabbed from behind. She tried hard not to resist. She felt a bag put over her head, her hands tied, and she was pushed into a car.

The restrictions imposed on her did not threaten her at all, but Wanda still decided to play with them. It would be better if they really didn't want to hurt her, otherwise she would have to let these outlaws see what the Scarlet Witch was.

Wanda: Do you dare to compete with me?