This story is a continuation of the first Batman Reissued storyline. Call it Batman Reissued 1.5 . To understand the plot, please read the previous stories.
Blüdhaven 19:36 pm
"Yo Harv, what ya think 'bout dat Bat in Gotham?"
"I honestly think that Loeb or whoever in his office is pushing us from Gotham. They want all the fun to themselves."
"Don't be like that. Have a donut!"
"Nah, I'm good.. just that cocksuckin' bastard Loeb thinks he can push out asses away from Gotham and put a hot head like Brendon in the force. What an absolute moron!"
" I agree Harvey! I hear that that Bat has got him with the tail between his legs. "
"He's got all gothamites like that. Only clowns in cheap suits can come out to play now, and even they piss em' selves!"
Footsteps can be heard in the distance.
"Hey Harvey, they say a Boy Scout was seen speedin' like a bullet through Metropolis"
"Bullshit Aaron, just bullsh..." Harvey's words were stopped by an unfamiliar voice. Harvey saw a skinny man with an aged face, with a ginger mustache and hair. He was wearing a trench coat and squared off glasses.
"Detective Bullock, I am lieutenant Jim Gordon from Chicago. I was put in charge of leading the cargo case by commissioner Loeb. I would like for us to know each other and start on good terms." The man said.
"Jeez.. they put me in with a fucking geezer.." Harvey mumbled.
"Mr.Gordon , welcome to Blüdhaven!" Aaron cash said while shaking Jim's hand.
"Thank you mr.Cash!" Gordon said while he shakes his hand back.
"Shall we get to the case detective?" Gordon asked while looking at Harvey in an ironic way.
"Hhmph.. get that cocky smile off. Get your ass in the car." Harvey said less interested than ever.
They start driving to the small building that was the Pd station. They go inside Harvey's office and Bullock passes a folder to Jim.
"What do we have so far?" Jim asked him.
"Not much. My guys say they followed a guy here. They had a hostage. Some Basil Carlo Guy. All they did was make the guy swallow something, probably some drug or a shit like that. They left him there, and my guys say they saw him turn into a clay monster thing, and later saw some asshole in black and blue spandex fly in and save the day."
Harvey dictated.
" A clay monster you say?" Gordon asked.
"I call bullshit on the story. My team are a group of retardant man-babies who read too much fairy tales and got stoned and shit. Don't believe it"
Harvey said in a smug expression.
"Still, we have to look into all the supposed "Bullshit". Tell your boys to meet me on room 5 in 10."
Jim told him.
"That damn sunova bitch just won't stop fighting.." mumbled Harvey.