Chapter 1227: The Farm of Justice (IX)

Lucifer stared at the countless crystals filled with green light energy in amazement. His chin slowly opened and closed, but he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. Then he raised his head and pointed at the mountain and asked: 猂

"You have emptied all the green light energy in the universe??!!"

"That's not the case." Schiller shook his head and said, "It's just the energy of a dozen main lamp furnaces. The emotional spectrum energy in the universe should not be so little, right?"

Lucifer gestured between Schiller, Hal and the green mountain, meaning "How did you do it?"

"I remember that the rules and regulations of the Legion are very strict? Moreover, those blue-skinned little guys regard the emotional spectrum as their own property and will not let anyone mess around. How can you do it under their noses..."

Lucifer hesitated to speak, but finally set his eyes on Schiller's face. He didn't even have to think about it. It must be the work of his pope again.

"Introduce me." Schiller stood up, pointed at Hal, and said, "The Supreme Green Lantern Leader of the Green Lantern Military Police Organization, the Minister of the Green Lantern Corps' Integrity Department, the General Manager of the Green Lantern Corps' Logistics Department, the Honorary Principal of the Green Lantern Training School, the Chief Investigator of the Green Lantern Energy Theft Case, and the Greatest Green Lantern Candidate in History - Hal Jordan!"

Lucifer slapped his forehead. 猂

"I didn't want to do this." Hal's expression was very innocent: "It's really the brothers' love, and they really can't find anyone else."

Looking at Hal's expression, Lucifer realized that it didn't seem to be all Schiller and Hal's problem. The biggest flaw of the Green Lantern Corps was that all of their members were and could only be users of Green Lantern energy.

Logically speaking, after important items were stolen, the victim should immediately contact an authoritative third party for investigation, but the problem was that there was no third party in the Lantern Corps.

Those who can't use the lamp ring don't understand the energy, and those who can use the lamp ring are all suspicious. The little blue man doesn't trust other cosmic organizations, so in the end he can only pick the less suspicious ones among the suspects and set up an investigation team to investigate.

As we all know, from ancient times to the present, investigating oneself will not get any results.

Hal disguised himself too well. He showed complete loyalty in front of the little blue man and hit wherever he was told. He looked like a captain of the gendarmerie. The little blue man suspected that he had to use him because he needed him to set an example.

So in just one or two years, Hal and his colleagues who had been turned against him worked together, creating accidents while calming them down, stirring up trouble while investigating, and promoted Hal to a high position. In such a short period of time, almost all the energy gathered by the main lamp furnace was stolen.猂

And according to the previous idea, they secretly injected green light energy into certain weapons and machines, locked them and sold them to other civilizations, allowing them to renew their subscriptions when they expired, earning a lot of resources from other civilizations.

But because they didn't dare to make too much noise, they always sold on a small scale, so there was so much energy left for Hal.

Schiller tapped the table with the bottom of the wine bottle and said, "You should know how powerful the green light energy is for ordinary people. Even a Green Lantern as gifted as Hal can't help but be tempted after seeing so much energy."

"I still have a lot of things to do, so I don't have time to supervise these energies, but if I leave it here, it will be a waste. We all hope that these precious energies can contribute to the construction of the universe as soon as possible. At this time, we need an authoritative and fair third party to supervise who can use and who can't."

Lucifer covered his forehead and said, "Can you remember that you are my Pope?! And you are an angel??? It's okay for you to do this secretly, but you actually want to drag me into the pirate ship?!... For the sake of our good relationship, I will pretend that I didn't hear it."

Schiller ignored him at all, but continued fluently: "This job is so hard and busy, almost all year round, so this third party must be very hardworking and dedicated."

"And Moreover, it would be best if he could know the big figures of various forces in heaven, hell, and the human world, understand their preferences, tempers, and personalities, be well-informed, and read widely. "猂

"Of course, he also has to have some industries in the human world. To cover up this underground transaction that cannot be brought to the table, this requires a certain amount of financial resources and a certain amount of courage. After all, those blue-skinned people are not vegetarians. "

"Of course, with such precious and valuable resources, there will naturally be many people who come to him for help. He must also have a firm willpower, not be corrupted by wealth and power, and must be realistic and fair enough. "

"Don't say it!" Lucifer covered one of his eyes and said, "It's useless for you to flatter me! Isn't this just selling stolen goods for thieves? ! "

Schiller smiled, and Hal immediately knew what he was going to say, so before Schiller spoke, he spoke first:

"In fact, those blue-skinned people who claim to be the guardians of the universe. Are the real thieves. They have completely monopolized the emotional spectrum energy that already exists in nature. "

"Originally, this naturally existing energy could be mined and used by various races, but they created a lamp furnace, extracted all the energy, and locked it up. No one is allowed to use it except the people they designated."

"If they can make good use of this energy, it's fine, but the legion is nominally maintaining the law and order of the universe, but in fact it is completely a manifestation of their personal will. They are just maintaining the law and order of the universe they want, rather than really wanting to make those races have a better life."猂

"For example, some time ago, we sold a reactor. It was actually very simple, just a little more advanced than human industrial civilization. I'm not kidding, it's essentially an internal combustion engine."

"It's just that we stuffed a mini lamp furnace into it, which made this reactor a veritable perpetual motion machine, and this race bought this machine to solve the problem of their only planet. Catastrophic cold wave. "

"Before, when the cold wave broke out, they had asked the Green Lantern Corps for help, but were rejected. The reason was that their sector was too remote and there was no responsible Green Lantern. The other Green Lanterns had their own duties and could not leave their posts without permission."

"But we all know that this is just an excuse. The real reason is that the place where this race is located is very desolate. There is no possibility of developing interstellar civilization. The population of the entire planet is less than 1 billion. There are no special abilities, average intelligence, and average willpower. There has never been a Lantern. "

"They are worthless." Hal's tone was a little sad. He pursed his lips and said, "The Guardians of the Universe say they want to maintain the security of the universe, but they only maintain valuable security."

"What I can't accept even more is that the definition of "valuable" includes "obedience" in addition to prosperity and strength, or in other words, obedience is the first priority. "

"You have to allow a weirdo with powerful energy to fly around freely within your territory, clean up all the accidents he may cause, swallow your anger when he causes a disaster for some reason, and sing his praises in the interstellar space, so that he is worthy of protection, otherwise, he will be abandoned. "猂

"This is not true justice, nor is it the peace I pursue." Hal shook his head and said, "Because it is obvious that humans are not valuable enough, and humans will never submit to them. Once we resist, they will purge us. At that time, we will become sinners who destroy the peace of the universe. We must prepare for this early." Schiller continued his words: "We hope to find plastic talents in pan-human civilization, that is, among all groups and races that deal with humans, and hand them weapons or equipment strengthened by green light energy to organize our own armed forces. "

"But the problem is that this energy is too powerful. So far, no matter who it is, no one has the confidence to keep all the energy after this news is spread. ”

Lucifer just opened his mouth to speak, and Schiller spoke in advance: "I know you want to talk about Batman, but have you ever thought that this energy might be contaminated in Gotham? ... Gotham is special."

Lucifer thought for a while, and then said: "Do you want me to help you keep an eye on this energy?"

"In fact, we hope to put this energy in your bar. When people who know about this meet a possible suitable candidate, they will recommend him to your bar. You can investigate and screen him again and give him this energy in a suitable way. "

"At the same time, you have to test whether he can make good use of this energy, such as asking him to do something. "猂

"This can solve the problem of your bar having an off-season. You need to find out the people we are optimistic about from the guests who go to your bar. "

"Not only should you give him equipment, but you should also give him tasks. You will see all kinds of people and see how their lives have turning points here. They may go to light or darkness. "

"Their lives are not entirely determined by you, but they are also related to you. You are not responsible for them, but you can watch them have fun."

"I've said it before, I hate psychologists." Lucifer took a sip of wine, put the glass on the table, glanced at Hal and said, "Take me around town tomorrow and pick a good corner for my bar."

As night fell, the temperature in the coastal city dropped significantly. Hal squatted in front of the fireplace to extinguish the flame. Schiller walked down the stairs. Hal looked up and asked him, "What's wrong? Professor, why didn't you go to bed?"

"Oh, I want to make a phone call. "

Hal pointed to the telephone stand next to him. Schiller walked over and looked at his watch. When the minute hand reached a mark, he picked up the receiver and dialed the number.

As soon as the call was connected, in addition to Alfred's cordial greeting, there was also a cry of pain that was deeper than Bruce's, Elsa's sobs and roars squeezed out of her throat, the screams of a little boy, and the crackling sound of furniture falling.

Schiller lowered his head to observe his nails. After a while, a low but breathless voice came from the other end of the phone: "...Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Thomas, I guess the arm holding the phone is bleeding, you'd better bandage it quickly."

"I don't have anything important to say, I just want to say that you should have discovered that you were deceived by me very thoroughly. This Gotham is completely different from what you imagined. Batman is completely defeated, sir."

"Then why are you so serious? ... Good night."

Thomas listened to the busy tone coming from the receiver in a daze. He couldn't bear it anymore, hung up the phone forcefully, stood there and took a few deep breaths.

No matter how many times, when he lost to the Joker, Batman would still be so angry that his eyes would go black.猂

Then, Thomas looked down at the series of teeth marks on his arm that were so deep that the bone could be seen. He took a breath and looked at the three little boys who were pressing Aisha on the sofa. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Can anyone explain to me what is going on? How could Bruce have an illegitimate daughter? And... why are her teeth so sharp?!"

"Oh, she was born with deformed teeth. She is too young to be corrected. There is a diagnosis from a dentist..." Dick looked around and said.

"Then why are her eyes vertical pupils???"

"Heterochromia iridum, there is a diagnosis from an ophthalmologist." Jason said confidently with his arms folded.

"Why can she only scream and not speak?"

"Childhood autism, there is a diagnosis from a psychiatrist." Tim said innocently. 猂

"Okay, the last question, who is her mother?"

At this time, Alfred stepped forward and looked at Thomas sincerely.

"Master, to put it simply, a passionate youthful joy, an accident, a heartbroken mother, an innocent illegitimate daughter..."

Thomas covered his eyes.

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