Rescuing Commissioner Gordon

Thea noticed Selina's petite ears twitching involuntarily when she heard Felicity's words. She knew that Selina had heard it, but after waiting for a minute, there was still no response.

Trying to conceal Batman's identity? Who was fooling whom at this point? With Gotham in chaos, Thea was not in the mood for guessing games. She gave Selina a meaningful look. "Give us the Wayne Enterprises satellite control password."

Selina hesitated for a moment, then rattled off a long string of alphanumeric characters.

"Found it," Felicity exclaimed. True to her reputation as Starling City's top tech whiz, with the help of powerful satellites, she quickly located the target. 

"Approximately 97% match, it must be him. Commissioner Gordon, along with three officers, is engaged in a firefight with a gang of thugs. The location is unfamiliar to me, but it should be at the intersection of Fourth Street and Grant Avenue, at least that's what the map says."

The two out-of-towners urged Selina to hurry up, acknowledging their lack of familiarity with the area and relying on her expertise.

Selina quickly turned the helicopter and sped towards the distant location.

"You'd better hurry, one officer has already gone down," Felicity, unfazed, continued to provide commentary on the situation like a live commentator at a sporting event.

As the helicopter reached its maximum speed and Selina skillfully navigated, she felt a sense of urgency. Commissioner Gordon was a family acquaintance she had known since childhood, and also the father of Batgirl, Barbara Gordon. Both personally and professionally, she couldn't stand by and do nothing. But the helicopter could only go so fast; it was a commercial, not a military, aircraft. 

Even maintaining a speed of 150 was a testament to Selina's skilled and agile handling, as she also had to keep an eye out for ground targets.

"Another officer is injured; they're surrounded in a civilian house," Felicity urged.

Seeing that the helicopter couldn't go any faster, Thea realized that it was up to her to turn the tide for Commissioner Gordon's dire situation.

Commissioner Gordon was crucial to Gotham—just, selfless, and upright. Every praise could be applied to this man. If he were to be born in the past, he would have instantly become a saint. If he were to die today, it might alter the fate of Gotham. This man, with an S-rank luck, always courted death but was saved by Batman emerging from the bushes every time he faced danger. But this time, if Master Bruce couldn't teleport, he wouldn't make it in time.

Sighing inwardly, Thea realized that the only one who could save his life now was herself, a mere bystander. Without hesitation, she began to undress to change into her gear.

Selina, unaware of what's happening and why Thea was suddenly undressing, couldn't help but glance back despite her concern for the frontline situation.

Having changed into her gear, Thea controlled the Glider to float out of the cabin, aligning it horizontally with the helicopter. With a quiver of arrows on her back, she had seen only seven enemies before, so twenty arrows should be more than enough.

With her hood and goggles on, she instructed the other two to keep up the pace. Thea leaped onto the Glider, and with a thought, the Glider streaked across the sky like lightning.

"So cool! How did you guys manage to do this?" Selina, not expecting to find such a deadly weapon in their backpacks. Feeling the exhilarating speed, she couldn't help but imagine herself with such equipment in her own line of work. If she had such a device, who would be able to catch her in the future? If Bruce could come back alive, maybe she should ask him to make one for her?

"Haha," Felicity chuckled. As someone involved in the construction of the Glider from start to finish, was a bit regretful that she couldn't pilot it herself due to her fear of heights. Unable to share her sense of achievement with anyone usually, she was glad someone was interested today, even if it didn't involve discussing the core technology.

Actually, Selina didn't understand when Felicity talked about core technology. Despite being influenced by Bruce Wayne to study hard and expand her expertise from stealing jewelry to various high-end art pieces, her lack of basic education hindered her understanding. Regarding Felicity's talk of certain algorithms and formulas, Selina could only nod along, acknowledging their significance without truly grasping them.

Felicity, engrossed in the conversation, glanced at the monitor and was startled, "Thea, you've flown past the target. Turn back quickly!"

At this moment, Thea was unaware that her companion's bragging had gotten too intense and was not paying attention to her route, and heard that she had overshot the mark. Thinking it was her fault for accelerating too much, she gracefully arced back in the sky without a word.

This time, she refrained from flying too fast, cautiously searching for any signs of their target. Fortunately, the distance wasn't far, and after flying a few miles, they finally arrived at a firefight. Counting the heads, she spotted seven on one side and four on the other. It seemed like this was the place.

Earlier, when Thea had zoomed past right over the heads of these people like a gust of wind. Due to her high speed, they couldn't see clearly what it was, only catching a fleeting glimpse of a red shadow that whooshed from south to north and disappeared from view in a matter of seconds.

Both groups were unexpectedly puzzled for a moment, and they even paused their firefight for a few seconds until the unidentified shadow flew out of sight, after which they resumed the firefight.

Upon Thea's return, she observed the two groups exchanging gunfire. In Gotham, with its daily skirmishes, whether among cops, thugs, or civilians, everyone had developed a special knack for dodging bullets. So, despite the continuous gunfire, casualties on either side weren't significant. The injured officer Felicity had seen earlier appeared to have only suffered a minor shoulder wound, which didn't hinder his ability to fight. The scene was four against seven, and although Commissioner Gordon was in danger, it wasn't as dire as Thea had anticipated.

Most likely, in the original plot, he would have managed to escape safely. But since she was here now, just watching wouldn't be appropriate; she had to do something.

As she contemplated whether to intervene decisively or take out the enemies one by one, a burly man below, weighing at least three hundred pounds, spotted her hovering in the sky. Perhaps having lived in Batman's shadow for many years, he wasn't afraid of such high-tech equipment. Without hesitation, he aimed his rifle and fired a shot toward the sky.

His actions didn't escape Thea's notice, given his size, and she had spotted him early on. Judging the bullet's trajectory, it was off by 10 meters on the X-axis and 25 meters on the Y-axis. Unless his bullet could curve, there was no way it would hit her.

Using her infrared goggles to observe this eager-to-reincarnate guy, she considered using a freezing arrow to cool him down, but she was afraid it would be a waste. . Every penny counted in her frugal lifestyle, so she preferred to recycle her arrows whenever possible.

Quietly calculating the positions of everyone, she ascended in altitude and retrieved a special arrow from her quiver.

'Let's use the magnetic arrow!' A completely dark blue arrow shot and landed ten meters in front of the thug.