Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

Chapter 156: The Boulder’s Fall (part 1)

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It seems that Gotham High School shelters a lot of survivors, which is good news.

Mathison is confident that he knows something about Gordon’s younger son, James Jr. 

Unlike the comic’s psychopathic criminal persona, here, James Jr. is still troublesome but kind-hearted. 

And James Jr., like his older sister Barbara, is a Batman fan. 

It’s just that when Batman took the initiative to take responsibility for killing Harvey Dent, James Jr. did not compromise with reality like his sister. 

He never accepted that Batman was wronged for no reason. 

Jim Gordon’s silence on this matter made James Jr. even more dissatisfied. He believed that his father should not defend a lie. 

Otherwise, how can he be worthy of the title of Gotham’s remaining light of justice? 

Harvey Dent’s will could not resist the Joker’s corrosion and committed brutal crimes. 

He even kidnapped him and his sister to blackmail Gordon. 

Why let Batman take the blame for Harvey’s actions? 

Merely to implement Dent Act? 

James Jr. didn’t understand why a law had to be applied in Harvey’s name, and why Harvey Dent must be the symbol of light and justice.

In fact, in Gotham at the time, no prosecutor, except Harvey Dent, dared to confront Gotham gangs directly. 

Before meeting the Joker, Harvey was indeed a White Knight. 

Even Bruce respected Harvey from the bottom of his heart. 

To put it bluntly, Harvey Dent was Gotham’s future star. 

If people knew that even Harvey Dent would fall into the darkness one day, they would hold everyone else untrustworthy. 

Even if the government wanted to introduce a new law, no matter what their original intention was, it would be distorted into a conspiracy theory. 

Not to mention that those gangsters always exist behind the scenes. 

The opposition would be unimaginable. 

What about the other way around? 

In order to defend the law, Harvey Dent did not hesitate to fight gangsters. Even when he was disfigured, he did not give up the justice in his heart. 

He died tragically at the hands of darkness. 

Under the stimulation of this law, every citizen of Gotham will deeply cherish the death of Harvey Dent. 

The introduction of the Dent Act as Harvey’s death wish was highly embraced. 

In front of the entire Gotham population’s wave, gangs’ hands were tied.

And thus created Gotham’s eight-year of peace. 

Hance, Barbara understands her father; she knows Gordon’s inner struggles and entanglements, but he is helpless after all. 

James Jr. can’t understand him, or maybe he understands but doesn’t agree with this approach. 

In short, the father-son relationship between James Jr. and Gordon is very rigid, but he gets along well with his sister and Mathison. 

Mathison and Charlie entered the high school. 

Gotham High School is the largest junior high school in the city, with a total of seven six-story teaching buildings, two nine-story laboratory buildings, a five-story administrative building, an outdoor playground with a standard 400-meter runway, and an indoor gymnasium. 

There is also a three-story library. 

Counting the cafeteria and dormitory, five or six more buildings will be added to the count. 

Many high schools do not have such large complexes. 

However, the junior high school has been turned into ruin now. 

The laboratory building, administrative building, and teaching building were showered by a large amount of explosives, and only two or three buildings did not completely collapse. 

Mathison even saw a small half missile from a dilapidated teaching building, which is usually used as a standard weapon on gunships. 

“People are hiding in the toilet over there.” 

Charlie’s little paw pointed to wreckage not far away. 

Mathison looked over and saw a row of toilet cubicles surrounded by debris. 

It also had the sign for the women’s restroom painted on it.

“Well, it looks like a girl is hiding here.” 

Now is not the time to consider whether it is a women’s restroom, Mathison picked up Charlie and ran over. 

“Hey, is there someone in there, are you okay?” 

Mathison shouted politely at first, but there was no response from the people hiding inside. 

So, he had to open the door of the compartment directly. 

“Don’t come near me!” 

A young female voice suddenly sounded in Mathison’s ears. 

With the compartment fully opened, the girl hiding inside also revealed her face.

This is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old blond girl, wearing a pair of black headphones, a brown jacket, and a red shirt with a red and blue collar. 

Red and blue are separated by three golden W stripes next to each other, and the outer jacket has the same stripes. 

Obviously, she is not Caucasian, because the girl’s skin is naturally bronzed, and her body is very smooth. 

Her slightly bulging biceps told Mathison that the girl must have been exercising regularly. 

The girl tightly covered her earphones with both hands so that they were tightly attached to her ears. 

No wonder she was unresponsive, it’s impossible for her to hear him that way. 

Strangely enough, Mathison noticed that the girl’s eyes did not show “fear” or “panic”, but only “vigilance”. 

What’s even weirder is that there seemed to be a fighting intent deep in her eyes… 

Mathison was a bit curious about the girl’s identity, but now he had more compelling reasons to ask her. 

He slowly reached out to the top of the girl’s head, trying to take off the earphones she was wearing. 

Unexpectedly, the moment Mathison touched the earphone, the girl’s eyes instantly became sharp. 

She violently shook Mathison’s hand away from her head, and then for the first time removed her hand from the headphones.

She stretched her hand and caught the edge of the stall, easily jumping over and entering another compartment.

Such skill is quite rare for such a young girl. In Mathison’s memory, Barbara did not have such a skill at this age. 

“Hey girl, I’m not a bad guy. You have to take off your earphones so we can talk.” 

Mathison had no choice but to go to another compartment. This time, instead of approaching rashly, he pointed to the earphones the girl was wearing, hoping that the girl would understand what he meant. 

“No need, I can hear you, and this pair of headphones is not mine.” 

Unexpectedly, the girl actually answered Mathison. 

“Okay, then can you tell me your name? Are there any other surviving students and teachers here? Where are they? I’m here to help you.” 

Mathison asked with a smile. 

“Cassie Sandsmark, that’s my name.” 

The girl replied. 

“You said you were here to help us. Are you a policeman? Or a firefighter?” 

“I’m sorry, I’m neither of the two you mentioned.”

Mathison shrugged and said.

“Then how do I know if you are a bad guy?”