Detective Yin
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Current revision as of 08:07, 8 October 2019
Standing up, it takes you barely a second to aim and shoot, hitting the man in the head through the broken window.
Still got it you think, holstering the gun at your waist, concealed underneath your blood red jacket, which matches your red lipstick.
You tie your black hair into a ponytail as you survey the scene. You're standing in what used to be the police chief's office, a man who used to be your boss after you were stationed here from China. That's right, your a Chinese bitch, got a problem with that?The hole GCPD station is a wreck, tables overturned, holes and burns in walls, paper and other crap everywhere, after what the scum of Gotham did to it a few months ago.
You don’t know how many cops survived the attack, nor how many have survived the following months. You’ve stayed in this place because you thought, and were proven right, that the criminals wouldn't look for a cop in here. A few strays come in every few days, but you can handle them.
Your already narrowed eyes narrow further, didn’t I hear two voices earl-
A hand covering your mouth cuts off your train of thought…
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