The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 748 Shadows Are Heavy

"...I said a long time ago that that weirdo would not be a good person." An obese man leaned back in his chair, shaved his teeth with a toothpick, and said, "Don't you think that saving people unconditionally in Gotham Does that sound ridiculous?"

The other gentleman sitting across from him, who was thinner but richer than the fat man, could be seen from the details of his cufflinks and watch, cleared his throat and said, "This is exactly I'm worried, I don't have any prejudice against gangsters, in the shipping industry, I have seen a lot of gangsters, 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 in twos and threes. They don't read their good books, they don't do their jobs, they think about petty theft all day long, and occasionally they make big troubles. , ever since they blew the mast off one of my boats, I will never allow anyone under the age of 20 to come near my boat."

Beside him, a gorgeously dressed lady wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Yes, those bastards are the scariest. Let me see, so is Batman."

"I know that this kind of saying is the most popular in the university clubs. Those innocent boys think that going out to fight for justice is a hero, so they can do whatever they want without restraint. I don't agree with this kind of approach the most, Miss Goth family, You don’t worship such a person.”

The fat man sitting opposite him chimed in: "Yes, ma'am, 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 received help from him? At least the employees of my car dealership have never received his favor."

At this time, Miss Gold said: "I have never heard those students in the girls' school mention that their friends or family members were rescued by Batman. It seems that he is just trying to make a name for himself, and what happened this time , I guess he couldn't bear it anymore."

"Oh, miss, you went to a girls' school?" asked the thinner gentleman.

"Yes." Miss Goethe nodded reservedly and said, "It is a girls' school run by the church. I have been studying in a church school, Mr. Werther."

Mr. Witt showed a smile, looked at Mrs. Gold and said, "Actually, I came to Gotham this time just for the show performed by the Angelica Troupe. After I saw their La Traviata performance in the Metropolis , I have never forgotten it, that performance was so wonderful.”

"Such a play full of taste, of course, ladies should be invited to enjoy it. I wonder if you and Ms. Goth can enjoy it, and go to see a performance brought by the Angelica Troupe with our father and son?"

Mrs. Goth showed a smile and nodded reservedly. Several people at the table showed satisfied smiles.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Gold nodded to the waiter. The waiter stepped forward, opened the door, and Cobot walked in.

After more than a year, his figure has grown a lot. Since his face is relatively mature and he is dressed exactly like an adult, it is almost impossible to tell that he is young.

Cobbot stepped forward.He shook hands with Mr. Witter and said, "How was the dining experience, ladies and gentlemen?"

"Very good, Mr. Coppert, the ingredients are very fresh, but I must say, the downstairs is a bit too noisy, how can those porters eat in the same restaurant as us?" the fat man said first.

Mrs. Goth also chimed in and said, "Yeah, when I came in, I almost burst my eardrums by their yelling. I have never seen so many unqualified people gather together in my life. God, if it weren't for me Girls must come to try something new, I will never come to such a place in my life!"

Cobblepot lowered his head and smiled and said, "Don't say that, ma'am, I will allow them to come in because of your kindness. You can treat this place as a kindness hall, and every purchase you make here will be paid for." It’s like doing charity.”

Mrs. Goth relaxed her brows a little, she pursed her lips and nodded and said: "In this case, then count me as a kindness. Before I came, I saw that the waiters on the first floor were still children. They will bring me some If the tip goes down, it will be pity on them."

Speaking of this, Miss Gold crossed her chest and said: "I am really sad for the poor little girl mentioned on the headlines today. She fell into the wrong hands and died in the One cold night, I would like to hold a choir for her, just this weekend, I hope more people will mourn her..."

As she said, Miss Goethe winked at her mother, and Mrs. Goethe covered her mouth again and said, "My poor Bell, always so sentimental, Mr. Werther, why don't we go to her school together after watching the play?" How about listening to the singing here?"

"Of course, madam, my son is also willing to show kindness."

The two exchanged a glance, each showed a satisfied expression, and chatted with Copperpot again, this time, they talked about the comedy that was about to be performed.

But in the middle of the conversation, a waiter came in suddenly, lowered his head and said a few words to Coppert, with a look of fear still on his face, Copott turned his head and glanced at him, then smiled and said something to the others. People say:
"New restaurants always have all sorts of troubles, don't they? There's an untrained novice who broke a sculpture in my office and is crying. I'm going to deal with it." Let's talk about something first..."

After finishing speaking, he left, and after the door closed, Mr. Witt shook his head and said: "This boss is very humorous, but unfortunately, he has no vision in terms of business..."

Several other people agreed one after another, but Coppert, who had already walked upstairs, didn't hear it.

In the office on the top floor, a dark figure was standing in front of the window, and the waiter stood outside the door, pointing at the shadow with trembling fingers, and said to Cobblepot, "Boss, should we call someone first?" ? That looks like Batman..."

"No, you go out first, I'll have a chat with him alone," Coppert 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.

Copott stared at him, the waiter's voice became smaller and smaller, and then he stopped talking. After turning around and leaving, he made a gesture to Copott, which meant "call me anytime".

Coppert walked into the door, knocked on his desk, looked at Batman and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What did you do?" Batman asked.

Cobblepot stared at him silently, and then Batman spoke again: "You are fabricating news to frame me. The editor of the newspaper told me that you asked him to publish that article."

"Batman, you don't think you don't have to pay any price after losing to me, do you?" Coppert sneered and said, "You and I both know that you lost, this is the price you need to pay, ruin your reputation, Everyone cursed."

"You're falsifying the truth and framing it," Batman said.

Coppert lowered his head, then looked up at Batman and said, "Isn't what I said true? You killed that child, and her body should now be buried in a grave on the outskirts of Gotham."

"In addition, the condition of the children you sent to the hospital has not improved. Another child has gone into shock. He is being rescued in the intensive care unit. If there is no accident, his life will not be saved."

"Don't tell me, the bright and great Batman thinks this is not a failure." Coppert tapped his hand on the table again and said, "You should have investigated my restaurant before you came here." Yes, those children I took away are doing well."

"Yes, they are still malnourished, they have to work every day, and they don't get paid, but you can try now, whether you can take them away, and if you succeed, you will win." He looked at Batman defiantly.

Batman won't fall into such a trap easily. Cobblepot is encouraging him to rob people in public, which will confirm his current bad reputation. He stepped forward, stared into Copott's eyes and said: "No matter what , Fabricating facts and distorting reports are committing crimes."

"Do you want to arrest me?" Coppert gritted his teeth at him, then suddenly, turned and ran out the door.

Batman's anger reached its apex, and he chased him straight away. Cobbot, who was more familiar with the terrain, ran all the way down the stairs, and Batman knocked down the waiter who was waiting on the way, and he didn't see him rushing up the stairs. The motion of getting up and looking for the phone.

As soon as he ran to the fifth floor, Coppert fell down in the corridor. He uttered a cry of pain, which caused the doors of several VIP rooms to open.

At this time, Batman rushed down, grabbed Coppert by the collar, and punched him.

But before the fist even landed on Coppert, Copott began to scream, and the guests also screamed. Batman heard a familiar voice, which was his neighbor Mrs. Goethe screaming:

"My God! Mr. Oswald!! He was held hostage by Batman! Quick, call someone! This should be the jurisdiction of the Spencer family, hurry and call their thugs!!!"

"Batman! What are you going to do?! You dare to kill the owner of this restaurant in public, are you crazy?!"

"Hurry up! Call the police! The police in Gotham are no longer the trash they used to be! They have heavy firepower! Call quickly! Tell Batman to kill!!!"

Batman didn't touch Coppert at all, but Copott rolled on the ground and kept screaming. The guests who were far away couldn't see what was going on, so they started to yell. .

Batman looked at them, let go of Copperpot's collar, gave him a cold look, and jumped out of the window.

Ten minutes later, Gordon opened the door to the roof, walked towards Batman who was standing on the edge of the building, he sighed and said, "Batman, what happened in that report and what happened just now?" What's going on?"

Batman stood silently on the edge of the roof. Gordon walked up to him and said to him: "You have gone too far today. Many high-ranking people have seen your performance. They feel that you will endanger their safety, so they gave you an award." There is a lot of pressure on the Gotham Police Department, asking us to take you away for investigation."

"If it weren't for my status in the police station, you might be wanted by now. After all, the Bingshan 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 trying to educate you, but I have to say, you should calm down and think about what you're doing."

"Yes, I believe you will not do bad things. If a little girl does die, it may be an accident. It may be just a mistake, but you should also think of ways to do good things. If it keeps going like this, we will all it's painful."

"Why don't you persuade yourself with these words?" Batman said: "You should do good things in a different way, there is no need to stay in Gotham."

"You are talking angry, Batman, you know that this is not the same thing at all, if your emotions are not out of control, I believe you will not shoot Coppert 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 crimes in Gotham overnight, sometimes, you have to learn to return to life, you have to live, don't you ?”

Before Gordon turned to leave, he said, "Go back to your manor, live there peacefully for a few days, and don't show up again these few nights, otherwise, your name will appear on the wanted notice."

After Gordon left, Batman heard the howling cold wind of Gotham at night, and at this moment, another footstep came, a whip wrapped around Batman's waist, followed by warm body hugging. come up.

"Honey, 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 can't believe it's you." Catwoman put her arms around Batman's neck and said, "In my opinion, you are a bad guy who would rather sacrifice your own time to have fun. To save people."

"If you really failed to save people, it means that some accident may have happened, but it can't be your intention. You seem to love those unsaved strangers more than me, right? My Jesus ?”

Catwoman's teasing tone was looming in Batman's ears, but it made him angry. He couldn't understand Catwoman always seeing everything as a game.

He pulled Catwoman's hand away, took her whip off his body, and pushed her away, saying, "You don't have to see me, it's the same to go to the amusement park."

"Please? What are you doing?" Catwoman was baffled 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 the Gotham 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 fixed her eyes on Batman and said, "Have you ever thought that maybe you are too serious?"

After finishing speaking, she took two steps back, flicked the whip out of thin air, then turned 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, he should try his best to increase the success rate of the plan, he should try to reflect, summarize, do better, and keep everything under his control. It is the basis for wanting to be a good Batman.

Batman stood on the roof of the building, overlooking Gotham's thousands of lights. At this moment, he saw a robbery in a nearby shop. He jumped down and wanted to deal with the gangsters.

But the shop owner who was screaming, saw his figure, picked up the gun, pointed the gun at him, and shouted:

"Batman? It's Batman! Get out! Get out of my shop! Otherwise, I'm going to call the police!!!"

Batman only wanted to subdue the gangster, but the shop owner's yelling had already called out other shop owners. They were all holding guns. A grumpy shop owner aimed directly at Batman and fired a shot.

Batman rolled over to avoid the bullet, and instinctively threw a bat dart in that direction. The shop owner who fired the shot ran away in a panic. The bat dart rubbed his hair and was deeply embedded in the signboard of the gate.

The back view of Batman, the panicked expression of the shop owner, and the shop signboard with a big hole punched out were all fixed on the front page of the newspaper the next day.

Picking up the newspaper from the mailbox of the neighbor's house again, Bruce sighed and looked back at Wayne Manor. He thought, maybe it's time for Batman to rest for a few days.

What happened in the past few days made him too tired, and he couldn't even concentrate. On the way back last night, he was scratched by the stray bullets of the gangsters. During the recovery period, he just happened to be able to collect evidence to redeem himself reputation.

When he returned to Wayne Manor, there was no sign of Alfred in the hall, which made Bruce frowned. Alfred would add wood to the fireplace at this time in the past.

Just as he was crossing the hall to the back garden, he suddenly heard a violent cough.

He saw that at the corner of the manor corridor, Alfred was leaning against the wall, coughing violently, and still retching.

His old, somewhat hunched body slowly squatted against the wall, and the formal dress, which was originally very formal, had many wrinkles due to his movements.

Bruce's eyes widened, and he ran up quickly. 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, I have a bit of a cold, but I have already taken medicine, maybe I will be fine soon. "

"We have to go to the hospital." Bruce looked at him very seriously and said, "This doesn't look like a cold!"

With that said, he supported Alfred, helped him into the car, and then went all the way to the hospital.

Ten minutes later, only Bruce walked out of the hospital with a diagnosis sheet, which said "bad cold", probably caused by the rain.

Bruce didn't forget that before Aisha ran out, Alfred was very anxious. The umbrella he was holding was relatively small, and it was very windy outside.

During the run, it was almost impossible to cover the whole body with an umbrella. When Alfred came back, Bruce was still driving drunk and racing outside, so he didn't see Alfred's wet clothes, and he didn't send him to the hospital immediately.

Standing in front of the hospital, Bruce looked up at the gloomy sky in Gotham, and squeezed the diagnosis sheet in his hand.

He doesn't understand why he screwed up everything.

Batman's reputation has been damaged, people don't listen to him anymore, he is now a street mouse in Gotham, and maybe soon, he will be wanted by the police.

Dick would rather stay at school than come back, Elsa is still mad at him, Alfred is in the hospital with a bad cold, Schiller is disappointed in him because of his drinking and racing, Gordon feels unable to communicate with him, Catwoman Also got mad at him.

Standing on the sunny streets of Gotham City, Bruce reached out to cover his eyes, and then slowly squatted down.

He screwed up Batman's life, and he screwed up Bruce's life.

At this moment, Bruce feels an overwhelming despair engulfing him, because he knows that he is alone again.

At this moment, Bruce suddenly felt a shadow covering the ground in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a pale smiling face.

"What did I see?" The clown tilted his head, made a crying expression, and said, "...a sad little bat! Oh! Come here, let me hug you! Hahahahahahahahaha! !!"

The clown laughed and opened his arms, and his arms were full of bombs.

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(End of this chapter)