Lucifer looked at the countless crystals filled with green light energy in amazement. His chin slowly opened and closed, but lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. He looked up again. He pointed at the mountain and asked:

"You have emptied all the green light energy in the universe??!!"

"That won't be." Schiller shook his head and said, "It's just the energy of a dozen or so lamps. The emotional spectrum energy in the universe shouldn't be that small, right?"

Lucifer's hand gestured between Schiller, Har and the Green Mountain, meaning "What the hell did you do?"

"I remember, the rules and regulations of the Legion are very strict? Moreover, those little blue-skinned men regard the emotional spectrum as their property and will not make people mess around. How can you be under their noses..."

Lucifer wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he still looked on Schiller's face. He didn't have to think about it. It must be his own pope's good thing.

"Introduction." Schiller stood up, pointed his hand at Hal, and said, "The Supreme Green Lantern Leader of the Green Lantern Military Police, the Minister of Integrity of the Green Lantern Corps, the General Head of the Logistics Department of the Green Lantern Corps, the Honorary Principal of the Green Lantern Training School, the General Investigator of the Green Lantern Energy Theft Case, the greatest Green Lantern candidate ever - Hal Jordan!"

Lucifer slapped on the forehead.

"I didn't want to do this either." Hal's expression was very innocent: "It's really my brothers who love each other, and they really can't find anyone else."

Looking at Hal's expression, Lucifer realized that this seemed not all about Schiller and Hal's problem. The biggest flaw of the Green Light Legion is that all their members are and can only be users of the Green Light Energy.

Logically speaking, after important items are stolen, the victim should immediately contact an authoritative third party to investigate, but the problem is that there is no third party in the Lamp Ring Legion.

Those who cannot use lamp stalks cannot understand energy. Those who can use lamp stalks are all suspicious. Xiaolan does not trust other cosmic organizations, so in the end they can only choose the less suspicious among the suspects and set up an investigation team to investigate.

As we all know, from ancient times to the present, you will not get any results by checking yourself.

Hal disguised himself too well, and showed complete loyalty in front of Xiaolan. He beat him wherever he pointed, and looked like a captain of the military police. Xiaolan suspected that he had to use him, because he needed to set an example.

So in just one or two years, Hal and his colleagues who had been rebelled before made efforts at the same time, creating accidents while calming down the accidents, and conducting investigations, holding Hal to a high position, and in such a short time, almost all the energy gathered from the general lamp stove was stolen.

And according to the previous idea, they secretly injected the green light energy into certain weapons and machinery, locked it up and sold it to other civilizations, allowing them to renew their fees at due date, and earned a lot of resources from other civilizations.

But because I dare not make too much noise, I have always been a small-scale retailer, so so much energy is left for Haar.

Schiller tapped the table with the bottom of the wine bottle and said, "You should know how powerful the green light energy is for ordinary people. Even the Green Lantern, who is as talented as Hal, is inevitably moved after seeing so much energy."

"I still have a lot to do, so I don't have time to supervise this energy, but if I put it here, it will be a waste. We all hope that these precious energy can contribute to the construction of the universe as soon as possible. At this time, an authoritative and fair third party is needed to supervise who can use it and who cannot use it."

Lucifer covered his forehead and said, "Can you remember that you are my pope? And you are an angel??? Forget it, you just secretly do this, you actually want to pull me onto a pirate ship?... For the sake of the good relationship between us, I pretended not to hear it."

Schiller ignored him and continued smoothly: "This job is so hard and busy, it's almost all year round, so this third party must be very hardworking and dedicated."

"And he would be better able to know the great people of heaven, hell, and various forces in the world, understand their preferences, tempers, character, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and read more widely."

"Of course, he also has to have some industries in the human world to cover up such underground transactions that cannot be obtained on the table. This requires a certain amount of financial resources and courage. After all, those blue skins are not vegetarians."

"Of course, there will be no fewer people who have obtained such precious resources. They must also have firm willpower. Wealth cannot be lustful, and mighty cannot be betrayed. We must be realistic and fair enough."

"Stop talking!" Lucifer covered his eyes on one side and said, "It's useless for me to compliment me! Isn't this just selling stolen goods for the thief?!"

Schiller smiled, and Hal knew immediately what he was going to say, so before Schiller could speak, he spoke first:

"In fact, those blue skins who call themselves the guardian of the universe are the real thieves. They completely monopolized the emotional spectrum energy that already exists in nature."

"Originally, this naturally-occurring energy could be mined and utilized by various races, but they created a lamp stove, drained all the energy and locked it up. No one was allowed to use it except the people they designated."

"It would be fine if they could use this energy well, but the legion was nominally maintaining cosmic security, but in fact it was entirely a manifestation of their personal will. They were just maintaining the cosmic security they wanted, rather than really wanting to allow those races to have a better life."

"For example, some time ago, we sold a reactor, which was actually very simple, and was a little more advanced than human industrial civilization. I was not kidding, it was essentially an internal combustion engine."

"It's just that we stuffed a mini-light stove inside, which made this reactor a veritable perpetual motion machine, and this race bought this machine to solve the catastrophic cold wave on their only planet."

"Before, when the cold wave broke out, they asked the Green Lantern Army for help, but were rejected, because their sector was too remote and there was no responsible Green Lantern at all. The other Green Lanterns performed their duties and could not leave their posts without permission."

"But we all know that this is just an excuse. The real reason is that the place where this race is located is very desolate and there is no possibility of developing interstellar civilization. The population on the entire planet is less than 1 billion, and there is no special ability. It has average intelligence and willpower. It has never produced any lanterns."

"They have no value." Hal's tone was a little sad, and he pursed his lips and said, "The guardians of the universe said they wanted to maintain the security of the universe, but they only maintained valuable security."

"What I can't accept even more is that the definition of 'value' not only prosperity and strength, but also includes 'obedient', or obedience is the primary thing."

"You must allow a weird man holding powerful energy to fly around within your territory, to recover from all accidents that may cause him, to swallow his anger when he causes disasters due to certain reasons, and to praise him on the interstellar stage to have the value of protection, otherwise, he will be given up."

"This is not true justice, nor is it the peace I pursue." Hal shook his head and said, "Because obviously, human beings are not valuable enough, and human beings will never surrender to them. Once we resist, they will clear them. At that time, we will become sinners who destroy the peace in the universe, and we must prepare for this."

Schiller continued, saying, "We hope to find plastic talents in the pan-human civilization, that is, among all the groups and races that deal with human beings, and to hand over the weapons or equipment strengthened by the green light energy to them, and organize our own armed forces."

"But the problem is that this energy is too powerful. So far, no matter who it is, it has not been able to keep the confidence of all the energy after the news has spread."

As soon as Lucifer opened his mouth to speak, Schiller spoke in advance: "I know, you want to say Batman, but have you ever thought that this energy might be polluted in Gotham? ... Gotham is special."

Lucifer thought for a moment and said, "Do you want me to help you watch this energy?"

"In fact, we hope that if someone who knows this is the one who might be suitable, he will recommend him to your bar, and you can investigate and screen him again and hand over this energy to him in the right way."

"At the same time, you have to test whether he can use this energy well, such as telling him to do something."

"This can solve the problem of off-season in your bar, and you need to find out the people we are optimistic about from the guests who come to your bar."

"Not only do you have to send him equipment, but also to send him tasks. You will see all kinds of people and see how their lives have turned to you, and may go to light or dark."

"Their lives are not entirely decided by you, but they are also related to you. You don't have to be responsible for them, but you can watch their fun."

"I said it all, I hate psychologists." Lucifer took a sip of wine, put the wine glass on the table, looked at Hal and said, "Take me around the town tomorrow and choose a good corner for my bar."

When night fell, the temperature in the seaside city dropped significantly. Hal squatted in front of the fireplace to extinguish the flames. Schiller walked down the stairs. Hal looked up and asked him, "What's wrong? Professor, why didn't you go to bed?"

"Oh, I want to make a call."

Hal pointed to the telephone station next to him. After Schiller walked over, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. When the minute hand turned to a scale, he picked up the receiver and dialed the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, in addition to Alfred's kind greetings, there was also a cry of pain that was deeper than Bruce, Elsa's sob and roar that squeezed out of her throat, the little boy's screams, and the crackling sound of furniture collapse.

Schiller looked down at his nails and waited for a while before a low but breathless sound came from the other end of the phone: "...hello?"

"Hey, hello, Mr. Thomas, I guess, the arm you are holding the phone is bleeding now, you'd better go bandage it quickly."

"I have nothing important to do, I just want to say that you should have discovered that you were deceived by me very thoroughly. This Gotham is completely different from what you imagined. Batman was defeated, sir."

"Then why should we still be so serious? ... Good night."

Thomas listened to the busy voice coming from the receiver in a daze. He could no longer help it, hung up the phone hard, stood there and took a few deep breaths.

No matter how many times, Batman will still be so angry that he will turn black in front of his eyes when he loses to the Joker.

Then Thomas looked down at the series of deep bone-visible tooth marks on his arm, took a breath, looked at the three little boys pressing Elsa on the sofa, and said with gritted teeth:

"Can anyone explain to me what's going on? How could Bruce have an illegitimate daughter? And... why are her teeth so sharp?!"

"Oh, my natural dental deformity, too young to correct me, there is a diagnosis issued by a dentist..." Dick said with a look around.

"Then why are her eyes vertical pupils?"

"Irischromatosis, there is a diagnosis issued by an ophthalmologist." Jason said with confidence, holding his arms.

"Why can she just scream and can't speak?"

"Children's autism, there is a diagnosis form issued by a psychiatrist." Tim said innocently.

"Okay, the last question, who is her mother?"

At this time, Alfred walked forward and looked at Thomas sincerely and said.

"Master, simply put, a passionate youthful joy, an accident, a heartbroken mother, an innocent illegitimate daughter..."

Thomas covered his eyes.
Chapter completed!