Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 126 The Birth of Two-Faced

Something is not right.

This was a thought that popped into Bruce's mind.

The entire Gotham City was paying attention to this important war without gunpowder in the court. As one of the people who most wanted Gotham City to become better, he certainly would not miss today's trial. In fact, he arrived earlier than Ma Zhaodi, but was not recognized.

A worn black woolen hat, cheap round sunglasses, a thick, scruffy beard, and a wrinkled coat. A master of disguise, Bruce now looked nothing like his original self. No one could possibly connect this ordinary-looking passerby with the billionaire Gotham playboy. If anything, he looked more like a slovenly homeless man on the street.

His expression became serious. He looked at Ma Zhaodi beside him, then at Harvey Dent in the courtroom, feeling a little worried.

Ever since Harvey turned his basement upside down last month, the three eavesdropping devices he had placed there were all found. In addition, he also changed his cell phone, so all the eavesdropping devices became ineffective. He even questioned him face to face whether he was the one who placed the eavesdropping devices.

His teammates' situations were beyond his control, which made him a little worried. At this moment, Maroni's abnormality made him feel even more uneasy.

"Salvatore Maroni."

Harvey in the courtroom asked Maroni anxiously: "Let me ask you a second time—"

"Wait a minute—cough! cough!"

Maroni's coughing became more severe. He tremblingly took out the bottle of medicine Vernon had given him and unscrewed it while talking.

"I have some medicine, right here!"

At this moment, Maroni suddenly threw the medicine bottle in his hand, and all the liquid in the bottle splashed onto Harvey's face.

Maroni laughed heartily, feeling a great deal of pleasure at the look of horror on Harvey Dent's face, and at the same time, the faces of the other people in the courtroom were filled with horror.

In the next moment, everything was settled.

"Uhhhhhh-!"

Harvey covered his face with his hands and fell to the floor of the courtroom, emitting a sharp scream. In the eyes of everyone, the white knight of light fell into the dust at that moment.

“Ah! Ughh ...

"Quick, bring a towel!"

"Oh my God! Call 911!"

"Faster! Faster!"

Crowds from all directions rushed towards the fallen white figure. Ma Zhaodi also rushed forward. Bruce did not step forward. He directed his sharp eyes at Maroni who was standing aside.

Several bailiffs rushed forward and pulled Maroni's hands to prevent him from committing further violent acts in the courtroom, while the gang leader in a suit and tie yelled at Prosecutor Harvey on the ground.

"You're done, Dent! This is strong acid! It can even corrode through cement!"

"You think you can really defeat me? Huh? You think you can defeat me? Right?" Seeing his arrogance, the bailiff next to him immediately drew his pistol - this was no longer a question of bribery or not. Maroni's approach was completely to openly trample on the judicial system. The reason why the underworld is called the underworld is because it can never directly challenge the rules in public. After all, Gotham is not independent of the jurisdiction of the United States.

Maroni's actions crossed the line. They only thought that the small medicine bottle that did not conform to the procedure only contained medicine, but they did not expect that the $30,000 was used to buy Harvey Dent's life. At this moment, if they hesitated a little longer, the nature of the matter would become more serious.

Maroni, who was on top, elbowed down a bailiff who stepped forward to stop him, and another immediately opened fire.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three shots, all three bullets hit Maroni's body. The gang leader fell to the ground in the courtroom, blood began to flow out, and the severe pain made sweat break out on his forehead.

As Maroni fell, he heard the crowd around him exclaim, and then they all retreated.

"Ah ...

Maroni, who was lying on the ground, had a smile on his face, but when he heard Harvey's shout, his eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Harvey who got up from the ground in disbelief. At this moment, half of his face and the upper part of his white suit were stained dark by the liquid in the bottle.

He pushed through the crowd and came to Maroni's side. Seeing the look of disbelief on his face, he sighed softly: "My suit, Mr. Maroni, you ruined my suit, and my face hurts - why did you splash such a stinging potion on me? My face is so uncomfortable."

Potion?

Maroni was stunned. Who the hell would throw something like this at you? I'm so acidic.

What about my whole bottle of strong acid?
Harvey leaned down and looked into Maroni's eyes. The clean left half of his face was full of confusion and pity, while the dark right half of his face revealed a barely perceptible cold smile - and this smile could only be noticed by Maroni, who was facing him.

Looking at the two-faced man in front of him, Maroni felt a chill running down his spine. Originally, he thought he was the one in control of the overall situation, but now he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Prosecutor Harvey.

He opened his mouth in a pool of blood, but no words came out and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Harvey patted his shoulder and stood up.

"That's terrifying, Mr. Maroni. I didn't expect you to dare do this in court, attacking me with acid in public. If you hadn't accidentally mixed up the acid with the medicine, I might have died right here in court—everyone is a witness. Mr. Maroni, I'll write a complaint. This time, your guilt will be irrefutable—if you survive, take good care of your injuries and prepare to be investigated."

Maroni spat out a mouthful of blood. Harvey's words added insult to injury. He knew clearly that the nature of this crime was different from the previous ones and it was possible that the Maroni family would suffer serious damage.

And the next moment, his mentality exploded even more.

He saw that Harvey no longer paid attention to him, but turned to walk towards the stunned Vernon beside him. When Harvey fell to the ground at the beginning, Vernon shouted loudly to find someone to help and secretly retreated to the crowd, but he still stayed here and watched the farce in the courtroom.

"Thank you, Vernon. Without your efforts, Maroni might not have been willing to appear in court until now. Alas, what a pity! It seems that you and I have been deceived by him. He did not really want to accuse Falcone."

"puff!"

Maroni vomited blood again. He saw Vernon waving his hands in panic and seemed to be saying something, but whatever he was saying no longer mattered.

Maroni, filled with anger and resentment of betrayal, felt his eyelids gradually become heavy.

(End of this chapter)