Jason left the Blue Jackets' headquarters building in a nervous mood. He did not take action because now he had more important things to do.
Just as he expected, the gangsters are not stupid either. Some people saw that this was a trap. Although they may not have thought as far as they thought, they did not want their influence to be weakened.
Jason knew that he had more important things to do now than killing people. He had to ensure that the transformation project could proceed.
For the upper echelons of the gang, this may reduce their influence and make their lives worse, but for these children, as long as the building can be built, life will definitely improve, at least they will have jobs in the future.
It won't rain anymore and the chance of getting sick will be reduced.
It's not like Jason never thought about rushing in and asking for the location of the bomb, but this is actually more difficult than killing. Killing only takes a few seconds, but if he asks, he will probably make a sound and be discovered by other members. He
I can't leave anymore.
From what he overheard, he heard a more important message: Wayne Group has ways to ensure that everyone lives in a suitable house.
Although Jason didn't know what this method was, he knew that since Bruce Wayne dared to say this, he would definitely be able to do it. Batman is not a person who likes to exaggerate.
In this case, it means that all the children can have a room, and Jason is willing to do anything to achieve this goal.
He hurried back to the base, then called all the children over and said to them: "Go quickly! Call up the other children's gangs and ask their boss to come here. I have something to say to them."
explain!"
All the children didn't know why, but in the past few days, Jason's actions made them more convinced that they were not driven out by the gang, but returned to their homes. The gang members fell apart and everyone
dangerous, but they are still alive and well.
Therefore, the children trusted Jason very much and did not ask any questions. They all ran out. After a while, the sleepy-eyed children's gang boss came here. One of them rubbed his eyes and said: "Jason, you
If you can't talk about anything tomorrow morning, why are you so anxious?"
"I'm really anxious. I want to tell you two news..."
"The first news is good news. According to reliable intelligence, the Wayne Group has a way to let everyone live in the houses they are assigned. The gang cannot interfere with us."
In an instant, the children below were in a panic. Some people asked: "What? How is it possible?! How could he do this? Does he want to start a war with the gang?!"
"Even if there are no small gangs, there are still big gangs, even if there are no big gangs and there are twelve families, how could he attack all the gangs?!"
"How can he let us move in? What if the gangsters force us with guns? We can't beat them either?!"
"Is this really reliable? Jason?" one of the kid kings said, "I know you don't like to lie to people, but this is really outrageous!"
"I'm not sure, but if it's possible..." Jason didn't finish his words, but the whole audience fell silent.
Jason saw a light emerging from their eyes, which was particularly bright in the dim room.
Perhaps, it's not that these children have no hope for the world, but they have been disappointed too many times, but even so, after hearing such news, they still couldn't help but dream.
A warm, rain-proof house, a soft bed, and windows that let in sunlight. No child can refuse such a dream.
"There's another piece of news, it's bad news..." Jason's tone dropped, and he said, "The gangsters on Elizabeth Street didn't want this project to go ahead, so they planted a bomb near the foundation."
"As long as the bomb is detonated, the foundation will be destroyed. Once the workers are killed, the Wayne Group will have to pay compensation. The lawsuit surrounding this matter will last for several years. The gangsters can use this time to let the Wayne family
By sitting down and talking, they can regain the initiative and let the Wayne family leave the arrangement of the property to them...·
"And once they get power again, no one will care about us."
As soon as Jason finished speaking, he saw light emerging from the eyes of all the children again, but compared with the previous light, this time the light was full of murderous intent and had even been dyed blood red.
Even teenagers understand the truth that as long as there is any possibility that they can get the life they dream of, they are willing to pay any price.
"Where is the bomb?" asked one of the children. She said: "I have more than 30 people under me. As long as it is within the scope of these three streets, there is nothing they can't dig. No matter where the bomb is hidden, we can find it."
Dig it out!"
"That's right, the little bastards in my gang have drilled through all the dog holes here. There is no way they could detonate a bomb under our noses..."
"We didn't pay attention before, but they can't escape our eyes..."
Several kid kings looked at each other and saw the confidence in their eyes. They were right. If gangsters are the local snakes here, then kid gangs are the insects here.
There are still places that snakes cannot reach, but there is no place that ants, bees, and moths have not visited. These children can survive in the streets and alleys by relying on nooks and corners and hidden tunnels.
They explored every inch of the place, just to expand an inch of space for their own survival.
At this time, this has become their weapon. It is impossible for gang members from other streets to be more familiar with this place than they are.
As young voices sounded, thin figures emerged from the ground one after another, like the tips of bamboo shoots emerging from the ground after the first spring rain. They turned into streams of light and touched every corner of the streets and alleys.
Whispering, whispering, coming and going, in all directions...
In this sleepless night, Jason didn't feel angry or helpless for the first time, and all the child kings felt a strange excitement. They had never been so united as they were today.
Perhaps in the future, they will still become gang bosses in various regions, but they will eventually understand that the excitement in their hearts today comes from the freedom to decide their own destiny, from the rebellion of resistance, and from being like-minded and working together to achieve success.
ideal friendship.
Clusters of small sparks were ignited, and when they were blown into the cold night by Gotham's night wind, whether society would condense into a larger flame or just extinguish it, Jason didn't know, he only knew that this night
The thrilling experience he will remember forever.
Within two hours, several children came over to report. Some said the soil in the corner had been dug up, some said there were strange lights next to the construction site, and some said they had seen strangers recently...
After investigating one by one, we finally identified three problematic locations, basically all next to the construction site.
The first is that there are strange ruts in the mud next to it, which do not seem to be left by nearby cars.
The memory of these children has reached such a level that they know exactly what the tire tracks of the nearby residents and gangsters' cars look like. This is how they make a living at the bottom of Gotham.
Another person dug up bullet casings not far from the construction site. It didn't look like the guns used by the small gangs here, but rather like the guns of the big gangs.
The third thing is that there is often a strange black shadow on the roof of a building near the construction site, as if someone is staring at the construction site.
The children were divided into three groups to check out these three different locations. Jason went to the most dangerous location, which was the filter on the roof of the building near the construction site. It was possible to hit the enemy head-on, while the other two
There are just clues everywhere.
Jason arrived at the building with ease. Jason didn't find any suspicious figures here, so he walked into the door of the rooftop and waited behind the door of the rooftop to see who was here.
As the night went on, Jason heard the wind blowing outside the door. There seemed to be two footsteps falling on the ground. Jason looked out along the crack of the door, and then saw two people, one tall and one short.
A dark shadow.
Looking at it, Jason felt that these two figures were a bit familiar, especially the tall black figure on the right. Isn't this Batman?
Jason pushed the door open and walked out. Dick beside Batman turned his head warily, but Batman did not move. Instead, he turned slightly to look at him and said, "Jason, why did you come now?"
"I've been waiting here for a long time." Jason stepped forward, stood next to Batman, and looked down. From this angle, he could see children running around on various streets. Everyone was looking for these things.
"You wouldn't allow someone to plant a bomb next to your construction site, would you? You wouldn't give them that chance, Batman." Jason started, but then he asked, "Then why don't you just put the whole
Protect the construction site?”
Batman shook his head and said, "You'll protect it, won't you?"
Batman looked at the shining lights on the construction site and said: "Someone told me not to pity them, not to give them everything like God, but to let them fight for and defend themselves."
Jason stood on the edge of the roof and said: "Now, they have learned this. Once they start dreaming, they will never go back to the numb life before."
"Once they start to imagine the good life they should have, they will never allow anyone to destroy it, and they will never be able to tolerate such exploitation again..."
Dick next to him was a little confused. He didn't understand what Batman was talking to Jason. He wanted to talk, but he didn't know where to start. After Jason left, he asked Batman: "What are you talking about?" "
"We were talking about the book we just read." Batman replied.
"The book you just read?" Dick frowned and said in confusion: "What book did you read? What was written in the book?"
Batman turned to look at Dick, with a tenderness in his eyes that he didn't realize he had.
Accompanied by the cheers of the children near the construction site who found the bomb, deep voices floated in the night sky of Gotham. There was a hint of coldness that did not belong to this season.
"There is a story written in the book, a shocking story that happened in the heavy snow..."