In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 746: Shadows (below)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

"...I said a long time ago that that weirdo wouldn't be a good person." An obese man leaned back in his chair, shaved his teeth with a toothpick, and said, "You can save people unconditionally in Gotham. Don't you think, does this sound absurd?"

The other gentleman sitting opposite him was thinner, but from the details of his cufflinks and watch, he was richer than the fat man. He cleared his throat and said: " This is exactly what I am worried about, I have no prejudice against gangsters, in the shipping industry, I have seen many gangsters, as long as I feed them, my ship will be safe."

"But what I am most afraid of are those unemployed young people who gather in twos and threes. There was a big mess, and since they blew the mast off of one of my ships, I will never allow anyone under the age of twenty to come near my ship."

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

"I know, this kind of saying is the most popular in the university clubs. Those simple 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, I don’t worship such a person.”

The fat man sitting opposite him chimed in: "Yes, ma'am, everyone knows that your lady is the best-bred, but I don't think that Batman is so kind. Save 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 been helped by him? At least the employees of my car dealership have never been helped by him." Grace."

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 this It happened once, probably because he couldn't bear it."

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

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

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. I watched their performance once in the Metropolis." After La Traviata, I have never forgotten it, and 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 Miss 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.

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Coppert stepped forward. He shook hands with Mr. Witte 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: "Yeah, when I came in, my eardrums were almost pierced by their noise. I have never seen so many people with no quality gathered together in my life. God, If it weren't for my daughter who insisted on coming to try something new, I would never come to such a place in my life!"

Copper bowed 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. Every penny you make here Consumption is equivalent to doing charity."

Mrs. Goth's brows loosened a little, she pursed her lips and nodded, and said, "In that case, let me show kindness. Before I came, I saw that the waiters on the first floor were still children. I will help you later." I will take some tips down, and I will take pity on them."

Speaking of this, Miss Gold crossed her chest and said: "I am really sad for that poor little girl mentioned in the headlines today, she just fell into the wrong hands, Died on a cold night, I would like to hold a singing concert 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 together after watching the play?" How about listening to singing in her school?"

"Of course, ma'am, my son is also willing to show kindness."

The two exchanged a look, showing satisfied expressions, and chatted with Coppert again. This time, they talked about the upcoming comedy.

But in the middle of the conversation, a waiter suddenly came in, bowed his head and said a few words to Coppert, with a look of fear on his face, Copott turned his head and glanced at him, then smiled Say to others:

"New restaurants always face all kinds of troubles, don't they? There is an untrained novice who broke a sculpture in my office and is now crying out of fear. I want to Let's deal with this matter, let's talk 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 business..."

Several other people echoed, but Coppert, who had already gone upstairs, didn't hear it.

When we came to the office on the top floor, a dark figure was standing in front of the window. The waiter stood outside the door, pointed at the shadow with his trembling fingers, and said to Cobblepot, "Boss, should we go first?" Call someone? That seems to be Batman..."

"No, you go out first, I'll talk to him alone." Copperpot 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.

Coppert 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.

Coppert 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 , ruined, and reviled by thousands of people."

"You are fabricating facts and deliberately framing." Batman said.

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

"In addition, the condition of the children you sent to the hospital has not improved, and 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 that such a situation is not a failure." Coppert tapped his hand on the table again and said: "You should have investigated before coming here." My restaurant is gone, and the 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 go and try now, if you can take them away, if you succeed, you will win." Te looked at Batman with a provocative look.

Batman will not 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: "In any case, fabricating facts and distorting reports is a crime."

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

Batman's anger reached its apex, he chased him straight away, Cobbot was more familiar with the terrain, he ran all the way down the stairs, and Batman knocked down the waiter who was waiting on the way, and didn't see him He hurriedly got up and looked for the phone.

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

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

But the fist didn't land on Coppert at all, and Copott started to scream, and the guests screamed too. 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, go and call their thugs here!

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"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!

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

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

Ten minutes later, Gordon opened the door to the roof and 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, and they think you will endanger their safety, So it put a lot of pressure on the Gotham Police Department and asked 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 going to educate you, but I have to say, you should calm down and think about what you are doing."

"Yes, I believe you will not do bad things, if a little girl does die, it may be an accident, maybe it is just a mistake, but you should also think of ways to do good things, and it will always go on like this , we will all suffer.”

"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 are so If you do, 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 , isn't it?"

Before Gordon turned and left, he said, "Go back to your manor, live there peacefully for a few days, and don't show up 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 stick up the body.

"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 that'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 fun." time, to save people.”

"If you really didn't succeed in saving people, it means that some accident may have happened, but it definitely couldn't be intentional. Compared with me, you seem to love those unsaved strangers more, right? My Jesus?"

Catwoman's teasing tone loomed 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 brother Tan's rooftop 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 stared at Batman and said, "Have you ever thought that maybe you are too serious?"

After 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 improve the success rate of the plan, he should try hard to reflect, summarize, and do better, so that everything is under his control, this is not too serious Yes, this is the basis for wanting to be a good Batman.

Batman stood on the roof of the building, overlooking the lights of Gotham. At this moment, he saw a robbery in a nearby shop, and he jumped down, trying to deal with the criminals.

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 of here! Get out of my store! Otherwise, I'm going to call the police!

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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 to avoid the bullet, and instinctively threw a bat dart in that direction. The shop owner who fired the shot dodged in a panic. The bat dart rubbed his hair and embedded it deeply in the gate. on the signboard.

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 exhausted, and he couldn't even concentrate. On the way back last night, he was scratched by a stray bullet from the gang fire. During the recovery period, he happened to be able to collect evidence. to restore his reputation.

When he returned to Wayne Manor, there was no 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 go 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 and somewhat hunched body slowly squatted against the wall, and the originally very formal dress 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 and said very seriously: "This doesn't look like a small cold!"

Speaking, he helped 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 "severe cold", which may have been caused by the rain.

Bruce did not forget that before ~IndoMTL.com~ 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 there immediately. Hospital.

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, and 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, Aisha is still mad at him, Alfred is hospitalized with a bad cold, Schiller is disappointed in him because of his drinking and racing, Gordon feels unable to communicate with him , Catwoman was also **** off by him.

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

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

At this moment, Bruce felt an overwhelming despair engulfing him, because he knew that he was 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 face, and said, "...a sad little bat! Oh! Come here, let me hug you! Hahahahaha Hahahaha!

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