"...I have said before that that weirdo will not be a good person." A fat man leaned on the back of the chair, shaved his teeth with a toothpick, and said: "You can save people unconditionally in Gotham, don't you think?
,doesn’t this sound ridiculous?”
The other gentleman sitting opposite him was thinner, but from the details of his cufflinks and watch, it could be seen that he was wealthier than the fat man. He cleared his throat and said: "That's exactly what happened."
What I am worried about is that I have no prejudice against gangs. In the shipping industry, I have seen many local gangs. As long as I feed them, my ship will be safe."
"But what I'm most afraid of are those unemployed young people who gather together in twos and threes. They don't read good books or do their proper work. They think about petty theft all day long and occasionally make big troubles.
, ever since the mast of one of my ships was blown off by them, I will never allow anyone under the age of twenty to approach my ship."
Next to him, a richly dressed lady wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Yes, those gangsters are the most terrifying. From what I see, Batman is the same."
"I know that this is the most popular saying in university clubs. Those simple boys think that they are heroes if they go out and do justice, so they can do whatever they want unscrupulously. I disapprove of this approach the most. Miss Goethe family,
I won’t worship such a person.”
The fat man sitting opposite him helped: "Yes, madam, everyone knows that your young lady is the best educated, but I think that Batman is not so kind. They say he is saving people.
But who did he save?"
The fat man picked up a piece of matsutake with a fork, put it into his mouth, and said, "Have you ever heard that the friends around you have been helped by him? At least no one of my car dealership employees has ever been favored by him."
At this time, Miss Goethe said: "I have never heard those classmates in the girls' school mention that their friends or family members were rescued by Batman. It seems that he was just trying to make a name for himself, and what happened this time
, he probably couldn’t bear it anymore.”
"Oh, miss, you go to a girls' school?" the thinner gentleman asked.
"Yes." Miss Goethe nodded reservedly and said, "It is a girls' school run by the church. I have been studying in the church school, Mr. Witte."
Mr. Witte showed a smile, looked at Mrs. Goethe and said: "Actually, I came to Gotham this time just for the play performed by the Angelica Troupe. After I saw their performance of La Traviata at the Met,
, I have never forgotten it, that performance was so wonderful."
"Of course ladies should be invited to enjoy such a tasteful drama. I wonder if you and Miss Goethe can take the opportunity to watch a performance by the Angelica Theater Company with our father and son?"
Mrs. Goethe showed a smile and nodded reservedly, and everyone at the table showed a satisfied smile.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Goethe nodded to the waiter. The waiter stepped forward, opened the door, and Cobot walked in.
Over the past year, his figure has grown a lot. Since his face is relatively mature and he dresses exactly like an adult, it is almost impossible to tell that he is very young.
….
Cobblet stepped forward, shook hands with Mr. Witte and said, "How was your dining experience, gentlemen and ladies?"
"Very good, Mr. Cobot, the ingredients are very fresh, but I must say, it's a bit too noisy downstairs. How can those porters eat in the same restaurant as us?" the fat man said first.
Mrs. Goethe also helped: "Yes, when I came in, my eardrums were almost shattered by their noise. I have never seen so many unqualified people gathered together in my life. God, if it weren't for me
Women must come here to try something new, I will never come to a place like this in my life!"
Cobot lowered his head and smiled and said: "Don't say that, madam, I will allow them to come in because of your great kindness. You can treat this place like a charity hall. Every purchase you make here will be
It’s like doing charity.”
Mrs. Goethe's brows relaxed a little, she pursed her lips and nodded, saying: "In that case, let me show my kindness. Before I came here, I saw that the waiters on the first floor were still children. Please help me bring some food later."
If you leave a tip, you will feel sorry for them."
Speaking of this, Miss Goethe crossed herself on her chest and said: "I feel really sad for the poor little girl mentioned in the headline today. She fell into the hands of bad people and died.
On a cold night, I am willing to hold a choir for her. Just this weekend, I hope that more people can come to mourn her..."
As she spoke, Miss Goethe winked at her mother, and Mrs. Goethe covered her mouth again and said: "My poor Belle, you are always so sentimental. Mr. Werther, why don't we go to her school together after watching the play?"
How about listening to some singing here?"
"Of course, madam, my son is also willing to be kind."
The two exchanged glances, showed expressions of satisfaction, and chatted with Cobot again. This time, they talked about the comedy they were about to perform.
But in the middle of the conversation, a waiter suddenly came in, lowered his head and said a few words to Cobot, with a frightened expression on his face. Cobot turned his head and glanced at him, and then smiled at the other people.
People say:
"Newly opened restaurants always face all kinds of troubles, don't they? An untrained novice broke a sculpture in my office and is now scared to tears. I have to deal with it.
Let’s talk about something first..."
After saying that, he left, and after closing the door, Mr. Witte shook his head and said: "This boss is very humorous, but it's a pity that he has no vision in business..."
Several other people echoed, but Cobot, who had already walked upstairs, did not hear it.
Arriving at the office on the top floor, a dark figure was standing in front of the window. The waiter stood outside the door, pointed at the dark figure with a trembling finger, and said to Cobot: "Boss, should we call someone first?"
?That seems to be Batman..."
"No, you go out first, I'll talk to him alone." Cobot said.
"But didn't the newspaper say that Batman is a vicious child killer? Boss, let's call someone first." The waiter looked into the door and said tremblingly.
….
Cobot stared at him with his eyes. The waiter's voice became smaller and smaller, and then he stopped talking. After turning around and leaving, he made a gesture to Cobot, which meant "call me anytime."
Cobot walked into the door, knocked on his desk, looked at Batman and asked: "What are you doing here?"
"What did you do?" Batman asked.
Cobot stared at him silently, and then Batman spoke again: "You are making up news to frame me. The newspaper editor told me that you asked him to publish that article."
"Batman, you don't think you have to pay any price after losing to me, do you?" Cobot showed a sneer and said: "You and I both know that if you lose, this is the price you need to pay. You will be ruined.
Thousands of people reviled him."
"You are fabricating facts and deliberately framed." Batman said.
Cobot lowered his head, then raised his head again, looked at Batman and said, "Isn't what I said the truth? You killed that child, and her body should now be buried in a grave on the outskirts of Gotham City."
"In addition, the conditions of the children you sent to the hospital have not improved, and one child has gone into shock. He is being rescued in the intensive care unit. If nothing happens, his life will not be saved."
"Don't tell me that the bright and great Batman doesn't think this situation can be called a failure." Cobot tapped the table lightly with his hand again and said, "You should have investigated my restaurant before coming here.
Yes, the children I took away are all doing well."
"Yes, they are still malnourished, have to work every day, and are not paid, but you can try now to see if you can take them away. If you succeed, you win." Cobot said with a smile.
Looking at Batman with a provocative look.
Batman would not fall into such a trap easily. Cobot was encouraging him to rob people in public, which would solidify his current bad reputation. He stepped forward, stared into Cobot's eyes and said: "No matter what,
, fabricating facts and distorting reports is a crime."
"Do you want to arrest me?" Cobot bared his teeth at him, then suddenly turned around and ran out of the door.
Batman's anger was reached, and he chased him directly. Cobot was more familiar with the terrain, and he ran all the way along the stairs.
Going down, Batman knocked down the waiter waiting on the road and didn't see him get up in a hurry to find the phone.
As soon as he reached the fifth floor, Cobot fell down in the corridor. He let out a cry of pain, causing several VIP room doors to open.
At this time, Batman rushed down, grabbed Cobot's collar, and punched him.
But before the fist landed on Cobot, Cobot began to scream, and the guests also screamed. Batman heard a familiar voice, which was his neighbor Mrs. Goethe screaming:
"Oh my God! Mr. Oswald!! He is being held hostage by Batman! Quick, go call someone! This should be the jurisdiction of the Spencer family, go call their thugs!!!"
"Batman! What are you going to do?! You dare to kill the owner of this restaurant in public, are you crazy?!"
"Quick, quick, quick! Call the police! The police in Gotham are no longer the trash they used to be! They have heavy firepower! Call the police! Just say Batman is going to kill someone!!!"
….
Batman didn't even touch Cobot, but Cobot rolled on the ground and kept screaming. Those guests who were farther away didn't even see what was going on, and started yelling along with them.
.
Batman looked at them, let go of Copot's collar, gave him a cold look, and jumped out of the window.
Ten minutes later, Gordon opened the door to the rooftop and walked towards Batman who was standing on the edge of the building. He sighed and said, "Batman, what happened in that report and what just happened?"
What's going on?"
Batman stood silently on the edge of the rooftop. Gordon walked next to him and said to him: "You went a little too far today. Many upper-class people saw your performance. They felt that you would endanger their safety, so they gave him
The Gotham Police Department is under great pressure, asking us to take you away for investigation."
"If I hadn't still had some status in the police station, you might have been wanted now. After all, the Iceberg Restaurant has just opened, and there is a lot of traffic there, and you beat Oswald in public..."
"I didn't beat him," Batman said.
"Batman, we haven't talked like this for a long time. I'm not going to educate you, but I have to say that you should calm down and think about what you are doing."
"Yes, I believe you will not do bad things. If a little girl really dies, it may be an accident or just a mistake, but you should also think of ways to do good things. If this keeps up, we will all
it's painful."
"Why don't you advise yourself with this?" Batman said: "You should do good things in another way. There is no need to stay in Gotham."
"You are talking angry words, Batman. You know that this is completely different. If your emotions had not been out of control, I believe you would not have taken action against Copot in public. And since you have done so,
It means that you may have some troubles recently."
Gordon sighed and said: "You don't have to push yourself too hard. You don't have to solve all the evils in Gotham overnight. Sometimes, you have to learn to return to life. You still have to live, right?
?”
Before Gordon turned and left, he said: "Go back to your manor and live a peaceful life there for a few days. Don't show up again these few nights, otherwise, your name will appear on the wanted poster."
After Gordon left, Batman could hear the howling cold wind in Gotham at night. At this moment, another footsteps came, and a whip was wrapped around Batman's waist, followed by warm body contact.
Come up.
"My dear, I've been looking for you for several days. Where have you been?" Catwoman's voice sounded, and she said, "You look a little unhappy?"
"You should read the newspaper." Batman said calmly without turning his head.
"I saw it, but so what? I don't believe that's you." Catwoman put her arms around Batman's neck and said, "In my opinion, you are a bad person. You would rather sacrifice your time to have fun.
I have to save people."
"If you really didn't succeed in saving people, it means there may have been an accident, but it was definitely not your intention. You seem to love those unsaved strangers more than me, right? My Jesus
?”
….
Catwoman's teasing tone loomed in Batman's ears, but it made him angry. He couldn't stand Catwoman always treating everything like a game.
He pulled Catwoman's hand away, took her whip off his body, then pushed her away and said, "You don't have to see me. It's the same when you go to the amusement park."
"Please? What are you doing?" Catwoman was confused by him, she said: "We haven't seen each other for more than a week, don't you want to go for a ride with me? Just like before, in Gotham's building
Top race?"
"Selena." Batman turned around, called her by name, and said, "Not everyone can look at everything that happens to them with such a frivolous attitude like you."
Catwoman stared at Batman with her eyes and said, "Have you ever thought that maybe you are too serious?"
After saying that, she took two steps back, flicked her whip out of thin air, and then turned around and left.
Batman took a deep breath and closed his eyes in pain. Everyone around him had the same attitude, but he firmly believed that he was right.
He should have a plan for everything, and should improve the success rate of the plan as much as possible. He should work hard to reflect, summarize, do better, and keep everything under his control. This is not too serious.
It’s the foundation of wanting to be a good Batman.
Batman stood on the roof of the building, overlooking the lights of Gotham. At this moment, he saw a robbery taking place in a nearby store. He jumped down to deal with the gangster.
But when the store owner who was screaming saw him, he picked up the gun and pointed it at him. He shouted:
"Batman? It's Batman! Get out! Get out of my store! Otherwise, I will call the police!!!"
Batman only wanted to subdue the gangsters, but the store owner's shouting had already called out the other store owners. They all had guns. A grumpy store owner aimed directly at Batman and fired.
Batman rolled to avoid the bullet, and instinctively threw a batarang in that direction. The store owner who fired the shot hurriedly avoided, and the batarang rubbed his hair and was deeply embedded in the sign of the door.
Batman's back, the panicked expression of the store owner, and the store sign with a big hole punched out were all fixed on the front page of the next day's newspaper.
Picking up the newspaper from the neighbor's mailbox again, Bruce sighed and looked back at Wayne Manor. He thought that maybe it was time for Batman to rest for a few days.
What happened in the past few days made him so exhausted that he couldn't even concentrate. When he returned last night, he was scratched by a stray bullet from a gang fight. While he was recovering from his injuries, he could just collect evidence to redeem himself.
reputation.
When he returned to Wayne Manor, there was no Alfred in the hall, which made Bruce frown. In the past, Alfred would add firewood to the fireplace.
Just as he was walking through the hall to the back garden, he suddenly heard a violent cough.
He saw Alfred leaning against the wall at the corner of the manor corridor, coughing violently and retching.
….
His old, somewhat stooped body slowly squatted down against the wall, and his originally straight dress had many wrinkles due to his movements.
Bruce's eyes widened and he hurried up. He helped Alfred up and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Alfred shook his head and said: No, the temperature has dropped recently and I have a bit of a cold, but I have taken medicine and may be fine soon."
"We have to go to the hospital." Bruce looked at him and said seriously: "This doesn't look like a minor cold!"
As he spoke, he helped Alfred into the car, and then all the way to the hospital.
Ten minutes later, only Bruce walked out of the hospital with a diagnosis sheet, which said "severe cold", which may have been caused by the rain.
Bruce did not forget that Alfred was very anxious when Elsa ran out before. The umbrella he took was relatively small, and there was a strong wind blowing outside at that time.
While running, it was almost impossible to cover the whole body with an umbrella. When Alfred came back, Bruce
He was still driving drunk and speeding outside, so he didn't see Alfred's soaked clothes and didn't take him to the hospital immediately.
Standing in front of the hospital, Bruce raised his head, looked at the gloomy sky of Gotham, and tightened the diagnosis sheet in his hand.
He doesn't understand why he messed up everything.
Batman's reputation has been damaged, and people will no longer listen to him. He has now become a street rat in Gotham, and may soon be wanted by the police.
Dick would rather stay at school than come back, Elsa is still angry with him, Alfred is hospitalized with a bad cold, Schiller is disappointed with him because of his drinking and racing, Gordon feels unable to communicate with him, Catwoman
He was also angry.
Standing on the sunless streets of Gotham City, Bruce reached out to cover his eyes, and then slowly squatted down.
He messed up Batman's life, and he messed up Bruce's life.
At this moment, Bruce felt an overwhelming despair engulfing him, because he knew that he was alone again.
At this moment, Bruce suddenly felt a shadow covering the ground in front of him. When he looked up, he saw a pale smiling face.
"What did I see?" The clown tilted his head, made a crying face, and said: "...a sad little bat! Oh! Come here, let me hug you! Hahahahahahahaha!
!!”
The clown laughed and opened his arms, but his arms were full of bombs.
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