No one cares about where a child who was working in the kitchen suddenly disappears. In other words, everyone actually knows it and just tacitly understands it, because human life is not valuable at all.
Except for the sarcastic manager Marina who was yelling frantically in the back kitchen that she had lost important belongings, the restaurant was operating as usual.
The employees in the restaurant all know that Marina is also a thief. She will steal the silverware brought by the wealthy guests, falsely claiming that it was the children of the kitchen helpers who did it, and even beat them in front of the guests.
The vast majority of guests will be merciful and not care about it anymore.
Rich people always have abundant kindness. Marina knows this, and Bruce, who was once the richest man in the world, knows it even better, so when he saw Marina dumping her body on the corner of this street, he knew this.
The woman is looking for a scapegoat for some of her crimes that may offend the rich, because children are the best candidates to gain mercy from the rich.
After spending another day, Bruce replaced a boy named Bing as the kitchen helper. That night, he found the woman's poorly hidden treasure house, looted the inventory there, and then disappeared from the world.
.
His method of finding sideways cannot even be said to be brilliant. He just has the basic IQ that an adult who has traveled through time to become a child should have, coupled with the motivation brought by the long-lost fear of failing the exam, Bruce has gained the first place in this way.
Pot of gold.
Smelting silver utensils is too simple, but the difficulty is how to sell such things as a child. Judging from the assumptions of no good person in Gotham, no matter who he reveals to whom he has a piece of silver,
It is very likely that they will be killed and cheated.
Silver items are not valuable, but that's from Bruce Wayne's perspective. The kids at the bottom would even beat their heads to pieces for a piece of scrap metal. That can be exchanged for a small piece of bread, so why not
Is it worth taking action?
And the small piece of silver in Bruce's hand, which was melted into about thirty or forty pieces of silver tableware, could at least allow one child to help all the children have a full meal.
But Bruce plans to keep it all to himself.
The experience of surviving in the slums gave him quite a lot of experience. He knew where to sell these things. Simply put, following the snitch was the right thing to do.
Who made his girlfriend a top thief? Bruce still clearly remembers that when he lived in Selena's house, there were at least two or three black markets on the streets he passed home every day, and the bosses there only took money from the street.
Unknown things.
Of course, it was impossible for little Bruce to just take the item and ask the boss for the price. He adopted a relatively clever method, which was to pretend to be the errand boy of a big shot.
While waiting for the smelting process, Bruce squatted in the street next door for two days and basically figured out the living habits of the leader of a small gang there, at least his work and rest time.
So Bruce stood in front of the stall, threw the piece of silver on the board, crossed his arms, made a sound with his tongue, raised his chin without blinking, and pointed at the thing he threw.
The boss was an old black man wearing sunglasses. He took his sunglasses a little below his nose and looked at Bruce from above his glasses.
Another advantage of being a kitchen helper is that as long as you are clever enough, you can steal food. Bruce is not able to hide it from several cooks. He has eaten very well in the past few days. Although he is not tall and still very thin, his mental state
It can be seen that he has not been hungry recently.
"Bauer asked me to come. One of his boys has done a lot of work, so he asked me to come to you."
"Are you new here?"
"It's not new. You haven't been to his place for several months, right?"
The old black man put on his sunglasses again, spat aside and said, "Who wants to go to that stingy guy who can't even get a drink every time he goes there... How much does he ask you to ask for?"
"He said you can give it to me, but you can't say he sold it."
The old black man raised his eyebrows, picked up the piece of silver with his thin fingers and said, "He went to do those sneaky things on other people's territory again? Sooner or later he will be beaten to death."
He looked at the piece of silver again and again, weighed it with his hands, and said: "This thing is made very finely, not like that big old man."
"I did it." Bruce patted his chest proudly and said, "Why else would he have picked me back up?"
The old black man took off his sunglasses completely, looked Bruce up and down, and said, "Have you ever been to school?"
"No, but if you have learned some skills, don't ask."
"Your parents are gangsters who dispose of corpses?"
"I don't have parents."
"You're quite strict." The old black man made a sound, but his tone obviously slowed down a lot, as if he was joking with his grandson. He weighed the small piece of silver again and said, "I can only give you five dollars."
Dollar."
"You all know that he is stingy, so you know that he will definitely not agree to such a low price."
"You don't seem to be afraid of Bauer?"
"Don't ask so many questions. It's ten dollars, fixed price."
The old black man snorted coldly and murmured to himself in a low voice: "That Ball is just a sneaky little bastard, and now he's stealing from other people... Just give me fifty cents more."
"No, just ten dollars, or he'll go crazy drinking and make trouble at your stall."
The old black man glanced at Bruce, seemed to have eliminated the last trace of doubt, and began to concentrate on bargaining with Bruce.
The two of them lingered for a long time, and finally the old black man said: "You are a smart boy, and I don't want to see you get beaten. For seven dollars, you can still do the job when you go back."
Bruce hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, if he hits me when I go back, I will run to you."
The old black man laughed and said: "Then I'll beat him out with a stick, and then you stay and work for me. I have a lot of good things here."
"Let's talk about it later." Bruce waved his hand as if he was impatient, picked up the money handed over by the old black man and left, but in fact he didn't feel relieved until he was completely out of the neighborhood.
Spending money was also a troublesome thing, and Bruce had to pretend to be various identities in the gangsters and kid gangs to buy various small things, convert the money into cents as much as possible, roll it up and hide it on his body
Various places.
His luck can't be said to be good. He was blocked twice by the Children's Gang. Once, six or seven people came with weapons in their hands. It was obvious that he had been cornered. He was pretending to be a gangster.
The younger brother was of no use, so he had to let them search him.
If Bruce wants to hide it, he can hide the money very tightly, but if he really can't find a penny, the members of the Kid Gang may know that he is a helpless orphan, but if they can find some change
, knowing that he either has parents or a gang, and will leave after taking the money, and will not beat him intentionally to avoid getting himself into trouble.
Bruce lost more than ten cents in this way, but he kept changing areas for action, and no one could tell his true nature upon meeting him.
Bruce chose to build a base at the junction of several kid gangs, relatively close to the black market. But if he had a fixed base, he had to have a real identity, otherwise he would become familiar with everyone around him. Who would he take?
If you use the gang identity as an excuse, it may be exposed by the other party.
But Bruce has long known how a certain type of liar makes a fortune. To put it simply, he pretends to be rich and deceives rich people, and then becomes a real rich person.
Bruce quickly became acquainted with the leader of a children's gang under the guise of helping him along the way. At this time, Bruce was in much better condition than the other children because he was well nourished by food and drink.
The leader of the children's gang knew that no amount of strong children was too many, so he started poaching people. Bruce showed a slight reserve and refused twice before joining as usual.
Once there is a gang, things will be much easier to handle. The leader of this kid's gang is already fourteen or fifteen years old. Because he is very strong, he has been spotted by the gang for a long time. In a few days, he will no longer be the leader. Bruce took advantage of the opportunity and stepped in.
Although he was young, he was a very capable adult. It didn't take long for him to coax the other children in the kid's gang, and he naturally became the leader of the kid's gang.
With a gang that is in good condition and fully staffed, there is even more room for performance. Bruce mobilizes troops at the headquarters every day, seizes every opportunity to exploit the sidelines, arranges the positions of personnel reasonably, and brings out the strengths of all the children.
Within a week, I helped take care of the children in an orderly manner.
At the same time, in the dining room of a gorgeous manor, two girls, one large and one small, were immersed in eating. The boy sitting at the front on the right gently wiped his mouth with a napkin and put down the fork in his other hand.
The older girl swallowed the last mouthful of hot soup, sighed with satisfaction, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the boy opposite and said: "Doctor Schiller, you..."
"Call me Schiller, Miss Helen."
"Okay, Schiller, I understand everything you said about the dream kingdom plan, but I still have one question..."
Helen looked up and looked at the luxurious restaurant in this large manor, and asked: "You said that everyone started out as a child in the slums, so how did you get all this?"
"I helped the liars upgrade their deception techniques. If nothing else, they should be deceiving people at the dance right now."
"I don't understand a bit..."
"First they pretended to be rich to deceive the rich, and then they became really rich. Originally, they were just a couple doing fairy dance business in the slums. Now they are wealthy businessmen from Maryland who are passionate about philanthropy and have a biological son.
, also adopted two little girls from the slums of Gotham, and is now looking for investment opportunities in Gotham.”
"Where is the start-up capital? Renting such a large manor should cost a lot of money, right? You also have to buy clothes and jewelry from rich people..."
"Gangster." Schiller spat out the word.
"Ah?" Helen still didn't understand.
Seeing the neat tableware placed in front of Helen, Schiller sighed and explained with extra patience: "My partner is not this couple. I convinced a gangster that this is a business they invest in. The money
Naturally, it was them too."
"It turns out that the gang wanted to commit fraud." Helen said suddenly, but soon she asked in confusion: "How did you convince them? You are not a psychology professor now, you are just an orphan from Gotham. How could they
Are you willing to listen to children?"
"Of course they were in trouble, and I just happened to show up, and what I said was very reasonable. If they didn't listen to me, they would be doomed, and they would have to be treated like a dead horse."
"Is the capital chain broken?" Helen could only guess this, but this was also the most logical answer. Otherwise, why would they engage in fraud? It must be to ease the financial crunch.
But Schiller shook his head and said: "They can't be considered gangsters anymore."
Seeing the still slightly confused expression on Helen's face, Schiller explained: "Their boss has offended someone, and the gang can no longer be a part of the gang, but if they are annexed by others in the form of a gang, they will have nothing left, and the others
You can become a gangster for other gangs, and the original leader will definitely be eliminated."
"so what?"
"So this is not a scam, I am helping them get ashore clean." Schiller folded the napkin into a regular triangle and said: "While it is not completely annexed, sell all your property, organize a scam, and break into the upper class.
Once you get investment and actually start a business, it will naturally clear your name."
Helen was stunned for a moment. She was very smart, so she keenly grasped the key points in Schiller's thinking. She asked tentatively: "So you just came ashore with a clean slate?"
Schiller nodded slightly and said: "They know nothing about the etiquette of upper class society, and they have never done any normal business, so they can only point at me. At least for a period of time, I will get the compensation I deserve."
"Isn't it more than that?" Helen frowned and said.
"You are very smart, Helen." Schiller praised from the bottom of his heart, and then his expression darkened again, and he said: "And one of my not-so-smart students seems to be giving me a bad reputation in the education world.
This is a major blow."
"I said, don't you want to give your psychology professor's reputation in the educational world a heavy blow again?"
A green-haired boy leaned against the door frame and looked at Bruce, who was dealing with the kid's gang affairs.
Bruce looked up with a confused look on his face, wondering why Jack said this.