Chapter 819: Batman Going Behind Enemy Lines (Part 1)
"In this way, I spent a crazy night and successfully made one of my disguised identities known to everyone, but I still don't plan to leave here because I still have too many things that I haven't learned yet."
"After meeting the Godfather, I became even more curious about this rule and order. I don't know whether this is a product of the times or the result of special reasons..."
"But yesterday's experience made me understand a truth. Sometimes, if you want to figure out how the rules work, you don't have to be a person in the rules. Breaking the glass makes it easier to see the internal structure...
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"I have seen the ecological structure at the bottom of the gang, how the children survive, and their masks, and now I plan to see the secrets of the top gang leaders. To this end, I thought of a good way...
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"Wait a minute!" Suddenly a voice interrupted Bruce. Harvey Dent sat opposite Bruce, picked up his glass and said, "I think there is less discussion between the two paragraphs. Why don't you
Add some elaboration on the concept?"
"Because I'm not sure..." Bruce paused and said, "I want to add some discussions about Marxism, but I'm not sure whether my professor will accept this part. After all, the issue of class antagonism has always been
They are all relatively radical, and I think my professor is more conservative."
"Why do you think so?" Harvey asked as he leaned back in his chair and took a sip of ice wine. Bruce recalled, "He almost didn't pay attention to politics at all. All his knowledge of current affairs came from newspapers and radios. I never
I heard him talk about the general election, but it seems like he has never voted."
"I feel that if I rashly express some radical views, my score may be lowered."
Harvey nodded and said, "Indeed, most of these people are right-wing, and in this situation, you'd better not talk about those sensitive views, otherwise the CIA will knock on your door in the middle of the night."
Bruce showed a strange expression, but he continued: "Let me continue, remember what I told you before, about Jason successfully getting the house number of that suspicious person?"
Harvey nodded and said: "Of course, you just told me ten minutes ago that the poor little guy was injured for this..."
"The next day, Evans Falcone, the son of the old godfather, or rather, his other personality, Alberto Falcone, found us."
"We went to the Falcone Manor, and Alberto told us that at a dinner to be held three days later, he would officially take over the Falcone family and become the new godfather."
He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Has the old godfather finally decided on the Zen position?"
Bruce observed Harvey's face and said, "You don't look happy."
"Because I'm not sure whether the new godfather will do a better job than his father. Under the rule of the old godfather, although Gotham is unsafe, it is still relatively stable. If the system collapses instantly, what will happen next?
What may come is even greater chaos..."
"Of course I know this too." Bruce said, rubbing his chin, "So, I talked to Alberto."
"Of course, I did not include the content of the conversation in this article because I was afraid that my professor, who was too flexible in thinking, would have some too bold views on Gotham's next changes..."
Bruce directly skipped this part, and then he said: "The point is, Jason told Alberto the house number, and Alberto fulfilled his promise and let Jason show his face among the gangs.
The gang boss felt proud, so when Jason recommended me to join the little gang, he didn't refuse."
"Then what disguise did you use to join the gang?"
"I named it Match Malone."
"Match Malone? That name is too weird." A gang member stared at Bruce and said, but then he shook his head and said: "Since it is the boss's order, then you go to the nightclub next door to stand guard tonight... Oh,
Wait a minute, you are a newbie, let me think about it, forget it, you should go to the casino and watch the action."
"Boy, remember, in the casino, you don't need to know who has money and who doesn't, who has power and who doesn't. You just need to remember that if you make a decision, you are not allowed to go back on it. Anyone who dares to go back on his word will just load the gun.
,understand?"
This gang member had obviously brought up many newcomers, and his language was very concise and easy to understand, so Bruce nodded, indicating that he completely understood.
Then, that night, he went to the casino covered by gangsters. This casino was not the splendid casino that Bruce had been to before, but a smoky small casino. Most of the people gambling here were
Members of other gangs.
Bruce worked there for two days and didn't encounter any trouble. Most people were very well-behaved. If they lost money, they would just wail and leave dejectedly. Few people dared to cause trouble.
The life of a gangster is actually very boring. When guests come, they stare at them. When no guests come, they squat in a corner, smoke a cigarette, and smoke from morning to night, and then from night to morning.
Bruce wants to change his job, not because he thinks he can't learn anything here, but because he feels that the cost of pretending here is too high. In addition to smoking, he also has to smoke second-hand, third-hand and fourth-hand smoke...
But it's not that simple to transfer out of here. He can't go to the gang boss and say, "This is too boring. Please give me another job." Then I'm afraid he will really fail.
So one day, Bruce became what he hated most. He knocked out a gang member who was guarding the door of a nightclub, successfully let him go home to recuperate, and created a job for himself.
Working as a security guard in a nightclub is a lot more interesting. There is a huge class gap between people coming and going here. You must have a keen eye to know who to be cruel to, who to compliment, and who can enter and who cannot.
The reason why Bruce still hesitates at the bottom for so long is because he needs to observe and observe the differences in appearance among the various levels of the Gotham gang to prepare for the next plan.
After a few days of work and the comings and goings of people here, Bruce figured out a lot of rules, especially in terms of appearance.
The lowest-level gangster is just like him, wearing sunglasses, a jacket, and boots, with a cigarette in his mouth and a gun in his hand, squatting on the street.
He glanced left and right, and when nothing happened, he pulled out the magazine of the gun and counted the bullets. When someone came, he loaded the magazine and made a loud "click" sound.
The more advanced ones are the core members of the small gang, but their appearance is similar, but they are officially out of the category of street gangsters, and they look more serious.
The two types of people can be distinguished mainly by their different expressions. The former likes to roll their eyes randomly, curl their lips when nothing happens, and show an expression of "If you dare to find trouble, I will make you look good."
The latter, because they have already held some leadership positions, are actually always responsible for the dirty work. They are often in a hurry. They greet people and walk over before the other person responds. There is a look on their face that is difficult to hide.
A tired look.
The leaders of small gangs also have great characteristics. They will have some scars on their bodies, because to reach this level, they will definitely have to bleed. They also have one or two sets of formal suits, but they usually don't wear them. Even if they wear them, they will look...
Relatively cheap.
Bruce couldn't see the specific price of the suit, but because he wore expensive suits all year round, he could tell whether the suit opposite was a bargain. If so, it meant that he should be the leader of a small gang.
Up to this point, it's still easy difficulty, you can tell by looking at it, but if you go up to the top and there are a bunch of gang bosses, it's hard to tell them apart.
From the young gang leader to the twelve family members, the top gang leaders all dress similarly. They wear dark suits wherever they go, with polished leather shoes, and occasionally wear dark or brown sunglasses.
, and a cigar in his hand.
When you come to a nightclub, you usually drive a black classic car. The car stops in front of the carpet. The head of the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat will get out of the car first and instruct the guys behind him to stand next to the carpet. The driver will get off last.
, be sure to hold an umbrella when you get out of the car, face the rear of the car, and open the door.
Leather shoes must be ahead of people
Come out, stand still on the ground, stamp your right foot on the spot, straighten your tie with your left hand, and stride forward. When passing by the security guard at the door, you don't look sideways. The last bodyguard at the end of the line stays to check the invitation and register your identity.
From the big gang leader who leads five or six small gangs to the boss of Thirteen Streets in the East District, their attire, behavior, and demeanor are basically the same, and even their movements are uniform.
Bruce simply wondered if they had been trained together somewhere? Even when they got off the bus and stomped their feet, the rhythm was exactly the same.
After standing guard at the door for a few days and getting to know another brother on guard, Bruce realized that every gang leader in Gotham from top to bottom imitated the Godfather.
It is said that this is the behavior habit of the godfather when he was young. There is no reason for the godfather to have this behavior habit, he is just handsome.
But this made Bruce feel a little confused. You said, if some young genius has a bright mind, understands this behavior pattern, and sneaks in with the same set of combos, how can he tell the difference?
Bruce asked his colleague about this issue, and the colleague who was missing two front teeth showed a sarcastic smile and said: "You are really a fool, you can't even figure this out."
Bruce said that he was asking for advice humbly and said a few more good words. As expected, the other person turned bald and said:
"In Gotham, if you are not a gang boss, where will you get the car and bodyguards? Just like the two of us, if we can get such a good car and such strong bodyguards, wouldn't we be a gang boss?"
"In other words, you already have a car, a house, and people, so what if you are allowed in? Are you crazy if you don't let your good life go and become a killer, and take out a gun to kill people?"
Bruce thought about it and realized that this is indeed the case. If you have the capital to pretend to be a gangster, then aren't you a gangster?
Of course, there may be rich people pretending to be gang bosses, but what reason does the rich have to pretend to be gang bosses? The rich people are already so rich, why do they still have to lick blood and work hard every day?
Isn't it good to live in a mansion, drive a luxury car, smoke cigars, and be drunk every day?
Bruce nodded in agreement, feeling that it made sense, and then turned around to get a stretch luxury car common among gangs, and an expensive suit.