In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 43: God bless Gotham

"...Saar, like his partner, is a bit smart. I remember the first time I met him, he was a young boy who had just arrived in Gotham, and he took a few people to blackmail the owner of the cargo ship at the pier. Not long after, he was spotted by Lauren from the red-light district, that redhead took him around in that neighborhood, and soon bought the first bar, which was more than twenty years ago..."

Sitting on a chair, smoking a cigar, while recalling, he said: "Sal will not let the police chief go, even if he wants to take some information out of his mouth, eventually he will Damn, you can change the conditions, for example, is there anyone else you want to kill, or is there any trouble you want to solve?"

"My trouble comes from Metropolis, so I won't bother the godfather."

Falcone rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at him and said, "The guys I helped you solve seem to have a lot of background. Who did you mess with?"

As soon as Schiller raised his eyes, he said, "Master Godfather, I think I may be your son's longest-lived tutor."

Falkner tapped the table with the end of his cigar and said, "You do things for me, of course I won't let trouble find you, but you have participated in those weird things yourself, and now you are hiding in the Come here..."

"Aren't you afraid that I will drag the Falcone family into the water?"

Falcone turned his chair back and said:

"When did the Falcone family ever go ashore? From the day I came to Gotham, I knew that we were all wrecks in a shipwreck, and we would never even think about going ashore."

Then he sighed slightly again.

"...but my son thinks differently than I do."

Little Falcone, that is, Evans Falcone, is different from the old godfather. He is full of enthusiasm and feels that he can rectify the order of Gotham by himself.

That's right, although he is the heir of the future gangster family, he really wants to restore the order in Gotham, but this order is based on violence, rather than creating a utopia.

To be honest, his thinking may even be more normal than Batman's. Absolute violence brings absolute authority, and absolute authority controls everyone. The question is whether little Falcone has this ability.

After a while, the butler stood outside the door and knocked, and Evans stood behind him. As soon as he walked in and saw Schiller, he was obviously taken aback, then turned back and whispered to the butler, "You Remember how I recently mentioned forgetting to bring homework, or forgetting to hand in homework?"

The butler shook his head, Evans was obviously relieved, Schiller stood up and said, "Evans?"

"You know each other?" Falcone asked.

"Father, this is my university professor. I remember I mentioned to you that I want to write a psychology homework."

Before Falcone could say anything, Evans said: "Sorry, Professor, if there is any problem with my recent homework, it may be that I have been a little busy recently and I was negligent. If you are not satisfied, then I can Rewrite now."

Then he moved his lips, turned to Falcone and said, "Father, the recent events in the east block have made me a little busy, maybe I neglected to study, Professor Schiller came to visit you, I am really sorry. "

Schiller understood that he had misunderstood him, thinking that he was here for a home visit, but Evans was actually terrified of death now.

He had heard of Schiller's reputation for a long time, such as a serial murderer, a stamp collector, scolding Bruce Wayne for not handing in his homework in class, and even sending him a notice of expulsion from school... ...

Schiller, the homework maniac, is well-known throughout Gotham University. No professor has ever asked students to hand in their homework so strictly. No matter who they are, as long as they dare not to hand in their homework, they will definitely gain something in his class. Some disgraceful cynicism, even if you're Bruce Wayne, chairman of Gotham University's board of trustees.

But Evans never expected that he would go to the godfather of the largest gangster family in Gotham to chase him for homework!

Evans lamented in his heart, is this professor crazy? No wonder he called Bruce Wayne like a lagging dog, even the new headmaster, Seldon, walked around him.

As the heir of a gangster family, Evans didn't believe in those messy rumors at first, but he did believe them now, but if it wasn't for some mental problems, who would come to visit the godfather?

It's no wonder that Schiller cares so much about homework. His mentality has not changed from the teaching style of his previous life. You must know that many students can't memorize the big tomes of psychology. If you can't get a high grade, if you want to pass at this time, you can only rely on the usual score to pull up, but if you don't even write homework and don't have the usual score, then the pass rate will definitely be terribly low.

If the pass rate is too low, his evaluation will definitely be affected. Although Gotham University does not have any reliable professor evaluation plan, and no one cares about students failing, Schiller has been used to it in his previous life. Feeling that he hasn't used his three successes yet, the students of Gotham University who have been educated in happiness since childhood have already broken their defenses.

If they were thrown into the university where Schiller taught in his previous life, they would be killed with just a small paper in class. You know, those students all wrote 20,000 yuan for small papers, and the big papers are published according to the standard of books to complete.

So he couldn't understand that a small paper that only requires less than 3000 words, some people can't write enough words, and English papers have fewer words than Chinese papers, and a standard paper of 3000 words There are only 2,000 words to write, why is it that the handover is not complete?

So after Schiller resorted to all kinds of means to chase homework madly, finally three quarters of his class were able to hand in their homework, which of course included Evans, even he was the better one , basically every article is submitted, each article has enough words, and the content is not bad, and it has won the first place two or three times.

Schiller thinks that such a good student should be praised. They are also freshmen. If you look at that ignorant Bruce, the transition words can account for one-third of the 2,000-word thesis. , meaningless decoration and description can take up one-third, and the rest is a except for the. Others' dashes are only two characters away, and he can write a long row. Leash him.

Falcone frowned slightly. He said, "In that case, how is Evans doing in school? Is there any problem with his homework? What about his test scores?"

Evans took a deep breath, and Schiller said: "Actually... very good. I heard that Anna, who teaches advanced mathematics, also talked to me. Evans' science is quite good. At least I am willing to give him one." He is quite talented in psychology."

Evans breathed a sigh of relief, seeing his son behave like this, Falcone said directly:

"This Professor Schiller will be your tutor in the future."

Evans shuddered and his back felt cold, but he didn't dare to question his father's decision, so he could only say: "Okay, father."

Holding the two armrests of the chair, Falcone stood up from the chair and said, "It seems that I have to deal with the troubles you brought from the metropolis."

Schiller shook his head and said, "This is a lot of trouble. I don't think the price I paid is worth it for you."

Falcone said: "It's not enough to be my son's tutor, but if you become a friend of the Falcone family, we will take care of everything for our friends."

"There is a huge dark vortex behind Metropolis that no one can imagine~IndoMTL.com~ I escaped from there, but lost a lot of things, people in Gotham don't need to get involved in Metropolis, Isn't it?"

Shaking his head, Falcone took another puff on his cigar and said, "You don't know me well enough, sir. Forty years ago, I came to Gotham alone, and no one had ever heard of it. The name of Falcone, thirty years ago, I became the owner of Sanjie Street, and there was no Falcone family at that time..."

"I don't want to brag about my achievements, but I spent forty years ruling Gotham, ruling this city that was once called hell."

Pushing the end of his cigar against the table, smoke rising from between his fingers, Falcone said, "So you just say 'yes' and all the troubles you've ever suffered will be over. "

Schiller looked at him, and Falcone's expression was calmer than Schiller imagined.

Schiller thought, this Falcone is obviously not the little villain in Batman's novice period in the comics, he is the well-deserved Godfather of Gotham, the uncrowned king of Gotham City.

Gotham City has never been peaceful without Batman. The godfather has ruled here for forty years. Such a person cannot be as stupid and short-sighted as described in the comics.

Eventually, Schiller stepped forward, kissed Falcone's right hand, and said, "...God bless Gotham, Godfather."

Schiller turned the stress of the last word around in his mouth. Falcone heard the subtle difference, but he didn't mind.

No matter how brilliant he has been in these forty years, the godfather is really old, and the heir of the Falcone family is far from mature enough.

Falcone thought, perhaps, Gotham's kingless era is coming.