Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 50 Isn't it a kind of cattle
Harvey Dent was not dead, in fact, even Greda was fine.

Ma Zhaodi looked at the news report and smiled happily. He was almost completely sure of his judgment because the system's prompts would not be wrong.

He casually filled a horn with grapes, corn, small pumpkins and cherry tomatoes. Today was Thanksgiving, another holiday representing another job, and the horn of plenty in his hand was exactly the item required to be delivered by this odd job.

"Even the amulet necklace usage count shown in the system bar hasn't decreased. Harvey Dent is truly amazing! Ten seconds must be plenty of time for him."

Thinking of this, his smile faded again, because the second half of the news seemed very strange.

He couldn't understand why Harvey's wife was hospitalized. If she had been admitted to the hospital for an examination on the day of the explosion, why should she have stayed in the hospital today?

Could it be that there is some unexpected event that I am not aware of?
He carefully recalled the memories of Harvey's wife, but in fact, he could only recall Harvey Dent's girlfriend who was kidnapped by the Joker in the Dark Knight trilogy. It was obvious that the two had nothing in common.

"Let's go to the hospital and recycle the cross necklace."
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"Do you think what he said is possible? This is not the first time I have heard—"

"Harvey Dent shot Roman's nephew twice in the head? I don't believe it, I won't believe it, and you shouldn't believe it either."

Harvey, who had just entered the room, had no idea that a conversation had taken place between Gordon and Batman. He was just a little distracted when he tore off the mask.

It feels really amazing to be two people at the same time, but I seem to be very familiar with it, and even feel a little reluctant, as if I was born as two people.

"So, instead of charging the Irish gang with murder—I'm going to just let them go. We'll spread the word on the streets that we've reached a deal with them, and then see how the Romans react."

"We can still charge them. They admitted to murder, bombing your house, and sending Greda to the hospital."

Harvey felt a little gloomy when he heard Gordon mention Greda.

He tricked Greda into wearing the cross necklace in the package and took her away from the main impact area of the bomb. However, even though no external injuries were found on her body, she still fell into a coma and has not woken up to this day.

Gordon's words really touched his heart, because Greta's situation is still unclear, but if he does this, there will be no gain.
"They can post bail in an hour, bribe the judge, and we still get nothing."

Batman watched the two quarreling in silence. At this time, he didn't want to make a decision for them.

"Prosecute them, Harvey, for God's sake, or I'll go to the district attorney's office and find someone who is willing to sue them." Gordon's words were filled with anger. Harvey's wife was in the hospital, and now he had to acquit those bastards in order to solve the case. This made him furious. He couldn't help but see such unscrupulous villains who would casually challenge justice go unpunished.

If Gordon did not have this kind of integrity, the Gotham Police Department might still be one of the umbrellas for the gangs today.

Harvey guessed wrong. The time it took for the Irish gang members to be released on bail was less than an hour.

Gordon actually missed dinner, Harvey went to the hospital to spend the night with Greda, and Batman went down into the sewer with a Thanksgiving meal—and there he saw Solomon eating another meal, which reminded him of the friend Grundy had mentioned.

"Grundy? Who brought you your meal?"

However, the large man didn't answer him, just continued eating. Batman glanced around. Aside from the sewage on the ground, it seemed that everything had been eaten by Grundy. Solomon's friend hadn't left any clues to investigate. Batman's instinctive reaction was to subconsciously investigate anything he encountered.

On the other side, Harvey also returned to the hospital.

Greda was still lying on the hospital bed, showing no signs of waking up, so he took her hand, warmed her cold palm with his body temperature, sat by the bed and prayed silently to God, hoping that his wife would wake up soon.

At this time, Harvey seemed to have turned back into the role of a husband, which felt a little strange to him. For a long time, he had to make a choice between Gotham and his family, and he always chose Gotham. He had to work longer and longer overtime, commit more and more crimes, and face more and more dangers, but he managed to hold on.

But he came home later and later, the cases he encountered became more and more serious, and Greta's pressure also increased - she stayed in the city with Harvey wholeheartedly and supported every decision he made, but her husband spent less and less time with her.

This city had taken her husband from her, she often thought.

Harvey thought about what they had said a long time ago, that they wanted a child to add a little life to the family, but to this day, this idea was still just an idea. It was not until today that he remembered that he was still a husband.

I'm sorry for my wife, he thought, feeling even more guilty. He held her hand and fell asleep at the head of her bed.

A moment later, a nurse wearing a mask pushed the door open and walked in. After taking a quick look at the patients in the room, she walked straight to Greda's bed.

His footsteps were so light that he didn't wake Harvey. He reached out and touched the cross necklace around Greda's neck lightly, and it disappeared.

He turned his head and looked around the room again, and after making sure that no one noticed him, he quickly left the room.

"Hey, hey, John, look at this surveillance camera, why is it suddenly off?"

In the monitoring room, the security guard who was eating a hamburger turned his head and saw that the monitoring screen his colleague was pointing at was indeed covered with white spots like snowflakes. He couldn't help scratching his head.

"Really? What a blast! I'll go check it out—Hey, is the picture normal again?"

The two looked at each other, and finally gave up thinking because they were puzzled.

"Whatever, it's normal now."

"Let me see. The computer set cost 4,000, the phone for it cost 500, the nurse uniform cost 20, the intermediate stealth mastery cost 4,000, and the custom bomb cost 500."

Ma Zhaodi muttered about the assets he had spent in the past few days and sighed.

I have been deducted more than 9,000 yuan and have a lot to worry about. It is really tiring to be a good person.

I don't know how Harvey Dent managed to hold on.

(End of this chapter)