Upon hearing the news of the Director's disappearance, the entire Gotham Police Department immediately became busy, starting the search for him.
Some people initially suspected the two were lying, but after discovering that the Director's phone was indeed unreachable, their doubts vanished.
Watching the scene descend into chaos, Gordon stayed to maintain order, while Harvey Bullock stroked his chin and went to a corner.
He picked up his phone, found a number, and dialed it.
The call quickly connected. Harvey cleared his throat and said in a serious tone, "Hello, is this Chief Luo Bu's wife? I'm Harvey Bullock from the Police Department. I have an urgent situation to inform you about: the Director has disappeared."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, followed by a sudden gasp of alarm: "What? What did you say? Rob is missing? How is that possible!"
"That's the situation. We're already searching with all our might. If it's convenient for you, please come to the Police Department so we can all brainstorm together," Harvey said.
"I'm still out of town... Never mind, I'll be there immediately!" the Director's wife practically shouted before hanging up the phone.
Several hours later, the Police Department had already found a rough route map of the Director's movements after work, and only then did the Director's wife finally arrive at the Police Department.
It was clear that the Director's wife had been speeding, driving furiously all the way from Metropolis back to Gotham.
She rushed into the Police Department in a panic, her hair disheveled and her face full of anxiety.
Upon entering the office, she immediately grabbed the nearest Police Officer and asked with a trembling voice, "Where's my husband? Have you found him?"
After receiving a negative reply, she turned to look at everyone present, tears in her eyes: "Please, you must help me find him! Find him quickly!"
Gordon observed her reaction, and for some reason, he felt it was a bit strange.
Gordon leaned over and whispered to Harvey, "Why does her reaction feel a bit odd?"
Harvey also quietly said, "Of course it's odd. If he were kidnapped, it would be more reasonable for her to want the Police to keep it quiet, wouldn't it?"
"Then what is this about her?"
"She probably bought insurance."
"That makes sense."
Harvey cleared his throat again, stepped forward, and said to the Director's wife, "Madam, the clues are quite clear now. We hope you can come with us to search for the Director. Perhaps your presence can be of great help."
The Director's wife's eyes flickered, then she nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll go with you."
The group got into a Police car, which sped along the discovered clues, finally stopping in front of a high-end apartment building.
Harvey led several Police Officers to the building management office to inquire about the situation, even showing a picture of the Director and asking if they had seen him.
The building manager pushed up his glasses, his tone a bit hesitant: "This gentleman, he does come here often to visit our tenants, and he was here today as well."
After speaking, the building manager also produced a notebook, clearly a registry for the high-end apartment.
The Director's wife saw the signature of Mr. Rob, who had visited unit 302. Her anxious expression instantly turned strange; it seemed she had realized something.
The group took the elevator to the third floor. The Police, with serious expressions, arrived at the door of Unit 302. Harvey whispered, "3, 2, 1!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Police Officers at the door simultaneously kicked open the door, and the rest of the group rushed in with their guns raised.
But when they entered the room, the scene before them left them dumbfounded.
An ambiguous atmosphere filled the room. On the sofa, the Director was intimately entangled with a young, beautiful girl, their clothes disheveled, almost naked.
The sudden loud bang from the living room door made the two, who were entangled, sharply turn their heads.
The Director's eyes widened, all color drained from his face, his gaze meeting Harvey Bullock's face, which was hiding a triumphant smile behind a surprised expression.
And his wife, her fists already clenched, her eyes burning with rage like a volcano about to erupt.
The other Police around them stood frozen, mouths agape, their faces filled with astonishment.
Oh my! Gossip! And it's about the Director!
And they caught him red-handed.
Chief Luo Bu, realizing what was happening, felt incredibly embarrassed.
It was a good thing no reporters were accompanying them, otherwise the headline "Gotham Police Department Helps Director's Wife Find Missing Director, Only to Discover Evidence of Director's Affair" would have been on the newspapers.
He estimated that by then, he would have been forced to step down directly by Falcone.
This was also why he didn't dare not answer the two people's calls last night, fearing a repeat of the aforementioned situation.
One could only say that in these past few days, not only had he failed to find the other party, but he had also completely humiliated himself publicly.
He was quite angry, but he couldn't do anything about these two people.
Damn it!
...Late at night, Gotham Police Department.
It was already after work hours. Aside from the Police Officers on duty, there was almost no one else left in the entire Gotham Police Department.
Except for... some people who didn't really want to go home.
Chief Luo Bu sat at his desk, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the surface. The files spread out before him were actually for tomorrow's work.
But besides fretting over these materials, he didn't know what else to do.
He didn't dare to go home because what awaited him there was his wife, who had witnessed his affair firsthand, and a divorce agreement that would leave him with nothing.
Although most Police Officers had returned to handle routine affairs, a portion of the manpower was still needed to deal with the Tiangong Society's matters.
But, the Gotham Police Department going to arrest those Tiangong Society members?
That joke wasn't funny at all.
The army couldn't even beat them, and you want us to go?
These chaotic matters were driving him crazy, and he could only continue to hide in his office, escaping reality.
He sighed deeply, haphazardly stuffed the files into a drawer, and got up to leave his office.
The hallway, unlike his office, wasn't filled with the smell of smoke. Although the air carried Gotham's unique scent of decay, it was still considered fresh.
Walking to the center of the hallway, he pondered where to stay for the night.
The place where he had kept his mistress had already been smashed to pieces by his wife and her people, so he definitely couldn't go there.
Just as he was troubled, a slight noise came from around the corner.
He instinctively turned his head and, in the dim light, saw a Shadow flash by, disappearing at the end of that hallway.
He immediately tensed up, his hand instinctively reaching for the gun on his hip, and cautiously followed.
After turning a few corners, Rob gradually realized something was wrong.
The other party was clearly luring him to follow!
He looked around.
Realizing he had been tricked, he immediately became nervous.
Sweat trickled down his forehead and into his collar. Just as he was about to turn and go to another Police Officer's office to stay with the Police Officers on duty, a voice suddenly echoed in the darkness.
"Chief Robb."
"Who?!" Rob, like a startled bird, quickly raised his gun, pointing it in the direction of the voice, the muzzle trembling slightly. "Come out! Or I'll shoot!"