The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1153 Professor (23)

In the spring of 1992, the ice and snow had just melted, and the wounds of the previous disaster were healing. The streets and alleys of Gotham finally regained some vitality. The most lively and prosperous commercial streets began to have constant traffic of pedestrians and cars.

The people who came back to the streets were surprised to find that a new store had opened at the end of the busiest and most prosperous commercial street, and what shocked them even more was that it was a bookstore.

Opening a bookstore in Gotham?It's like a not-so-funny joke, full of absurdity everywhere.

However, this bookstore opened in such a prime location, and even though the door was cold, there were no publicity measures.

Stores that have reopened often hold many welcome activities. At the door of a bakery on the left of the bookstore, a fat lady is carrying a plate and delivering bread to passers-by. A hair salon on the right has hired several children to distribute leaflets.

But the door of this bookstore is deserted and there is nothing there. People can't help but guess, what kind of business genius dares to have such confidence, and expect a bookstore to be able to afford such a high rent in the city center?
But soon, people in the streets and alleys looked at this bookstore curiously, and found that it was not that this bookstore had no customers, but the customers seemed very mysterious.

They are often wearing dark trench coats, scarves covering half of their faces, and lowering the brim of their top hats. They neither take a car nor ride a bike, but walk out of a certain alley and walk to the bookstore.

However, from some details, it can still be judged that the guests who come and go are either rich or noble, because their clothes are very neat, some are holding umbrellas, and some are holding civilized sticks.

The guests seldom come and go alone, and there is always a burly and expressionless person behind them. When the person in front walks in, the person following will guard the door.

Many veterans who got to know each other in the streets and alleys are telling their children not to think about that bookstore, they can see where the customers of the bookstore come from.

"I really didn't expect that you would come so early." Schiller stepped forward, hugged Evans warmly, and then gently hugged Evans' wife. Evans had been married for several months , it seems that the two have a very good relationship and a good match.

Evans showed a bright smile and said: "Professor, of course I will come to support the store you opened as soon as possible. Isa and I got up early, we should be the first, right?"

"Of course, the only one who brought me breakfast earlier than you is the newsboy who brought me breakfast." Schiller pointed to the unfinished bread on his table. The current godfather wife is the blond woman whom Evans called Isa The girl smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Professor, to interrupt your breakfast. I told Evans not to be so anxious, but he didn't listen."

"It's okay." Schiller shook his head, looked at her gently and said, "I heard that you are from Metropolis? Did you two meet while rehearsing a play?"

Isa nodded shyly and said: "Yes, I am a girl from a small town. My family runs a dairy farm. I was admitted to the Metropolitan Academy of Art and just graduated this year."

Evans also spoke with some excitement: "The Lala Dance Troupe of Gotham University wanted to perform traditional dramas during the school celebration, so they invited teachers and students from the Metropolitan Academy of Art to bring them Rehearsal, that's when Isa and I met."

"That's really a special fate." Schiller commented: "There are not many girls who are brave enough to come to Gotham."

Yisha showed a smile and said: "It's actually okay. My classmates are very curious about this city. The rap culture here is amazing. It is also the place with the strongest street culture on the east coast. If the prices are not too expensive, They definitely want to come and travel.”

Schiller raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Aren't they worried about insecurity?"

"Don't you know? An intern reporter from the Metropolitan Daily published a travel strategy for Gotham, specifically pointing out a safer tourist route. Someone has already tried it. As long as you follow his strategy, it is not only safe, but also You can experience the characteristics of this city.”

As if he couldn't hold it anymore, Evans let out a "chi" laugh, then coughed twice, looked at Schiller and said, "Professor, can you imagine? Among these special tourist attractions, there are actually big night tours. Don't sleep, stand in front of the hotel window, waiting for Batman to appear!"

Schiller was stunned for a moment, and then laughed together with Evans. He covered his mouth and smiled and said, "You mean, Batman has also become one of Gotham's unique tourist attractions?"

"Of course! He is very attractive!" Isa raised her tone and said, "In any city in the world, it is impossible to see a man with such a perfect figure, wearing equipment worth hundreds of millions of dollars, standing The top of the building with hundreds of millions overlooks the distance!"

"My little sisters who used to be in the art college asked me which room in the hotel to book to see him. They were almost fascinated by his chin!"

"But I heard that before, his reputation was a bit bad..." Schiller asked with some doubts, and Isa was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Bad reputation? What's wrong with his reputation? Besides, the bad reputation has nothing to do with the tourists, right? Those people want to see him just because he is handsome."

Schiller nodded and said, "That's true."

Isa looked up at the inside of the bookstore and said, "I think your bookstore should be very popular with them. College students like pretentious European literature, especially hardcover books. Even if you buy them back If you don’t look at it, you can also collect it.”

Schiller's eyes lit up, he looked at Isa and said, "I'm worried that my bookstore will be out of business. After all, you know that people in Gotham don't like to read books very much, and few people like to buy hardcover books. Not to mention those collection-level tomes, if I can expand a little business channels, I would be happy to chat with those students..."

Evans flirted with Isha, but Isha showed a embarrassed expression. She looked at Schiller and said, "Evans said that you took care of him a lot, and I would be happy to promote it to you, but I just I'm a student of an art school, and my family doesn't have any background, and I'm a soft-spoken person, so no one listens to me..."

Isa thought for a while, and asked Evans to tear up a note at the door, then picked up the pen on Schiller's desk, wrote a series of phone numbers, handed it to Schiller, and said:

"This is an editor of the Metropolitan Daily that I know. You can call him and ask who the intern reporter who wrote the travel guide is, as long as you can let him add your bookstore to the travel guide, Those who come here for tourism will definitely be happy to come and see it.”

Schiller took the note, read it carefully, and put it in the book next to him. After the Evans couple left, Schiller walked to the phone at the door and dialed the number on the note.

At the same time, in Wayne Manor, Bruce sat on the sofa with a tired face, and there was only half a bottle of crazy wine on the table in front of him.

Obviously, the journey to Dick's heart was not smooth. Bruce did find Dick in Dick's dream world, but that Dick ran away when he saw him, and he ran so fast that Bruce couldn't catch him at all.

What's more, that Dick was obviously abnormal. His face and figure didn't change, but his ears turned into pig ears. Bruce saw that there was a capital letter engraved on the top of one of the pig ears. The letter V.

This indicates that Dick was indeed influenced by someone, and it was this mysterious V who did it.

If it were in other people's world, Bruce would have taken violent action long ago, but in Dick's heart, Bruce couldn't do so, because once the damage is caused, it may be irreversible mental trauma.

In the past few days, Bruce tried many times, but he couldn't catch Dick without hurting him, and relieve the influence of this mysterious V on him.

Just when Bruce was at a loss, Alfred walked in and reported to him: "Master, Mr. Kent is here, do you want to see him?"

"Kent? Clark Kent?" Bruce reacted, he hesitated, and said to Alfred: "Please come in."

Clark who walked in was still the same, wearing a white shirt, carrying a one-shoulder briefcase, and wearing black-rimmed glasses. He shook hands with Bruce enthusiastically, and said, "I heard that you are already a graduate student? What an amazing person." I originally wanted to go to graduate school, but because I wanted to earn money earlier, I chose to work..."

Bruce exchanged a few words with him absent-mindedly. Clark keenly noticed that Bruce was not in the right state. He glanced at the half-bottle of wine left on the table, and slowly frowned.

"Bruce, I really have to persuade you that no matter what kind of trouble you encounter, drinking to get rid of your worries is the most negative way! Getting drunk will only make your genius brain unable to play its original role, you have to cheer up a little!"

"Are you stupid? Didn't you realize that it's not ordinary wine?" Another slightly deep voice sounded, a small black head came out of the gap in Clark's briefcase, and Batcat's Blue eyes looked at Clark and said, "Obviously, this guy is in some unsolvable trouble."

Clark unzipped the briefcase and carried Batcat out. When Bruce saw Batcat again, he instinctively expressed his first impression: "...Why are you fat like a ball?"

Batcat bared two small fangs at him. Clark hugged Batcat, looked down and said, "Is he fat? No? Isn't that just right for a cat?"

The bat cat looked down at the flesh on his stomach. He wasn't very fat, but he had changed from a thin, lean wild cat with smooth muscles to a naive pet cat.

Clark scratched Batcat's chin, making Batcat squint his eyes, and then he said: "After I graduated, I brought him back to my family's farm. My father and mother like him very much, so I may feed him a lot. It's a bit...but it's okay, as long as you exercise more, you will lose weight soon."

Looking at Batcat, Bruce's eyes slowly lit up, but he didn't say it directly, but looked at Clark and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Clark didn't expect him to change the subject so quickly, but then, he showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, changed his sitting position, rubbed his hands, looked at Bruce and asked:
"Have you not been out on patrol recently?"

(End of this chapter)