Chapter 740 It Rains Again in Gotham Tonight (Part 2)

After Schiller walked into the room, Batman also walked in. When Schiller walked in, the children showed some fearful expressions, but when Batman walked in, they all hid in the corner, looking at the strange man in black tights with horror.

"Cobert, are these the children you rescued? Schiller glanced at all the children and said, "The situation is worse than I thought. They should eat more."

"These days, they have eaten a lot. In just two weeks, they will return to normal." Cobert said expressionlessly.

Batman shook his head and said, "This is impossible. Each of them has very serious malnutrition, wounds on their bodies, and they are about to be infected. They must go to the hospital."

"All the children in Gotham are like this." Cobert didn't even look at Batman. He just said in a calm tone: "Hunger and injury are nothing. As long as they are alive and have enough food and a safe shelter, they will recover soon."

"You will make them miss the best treatment period. "Batman said, "This will affect their growth and development, and will leave them with permanent scars."

"As long as it is not a disability that affects their movements, it's nothing at all." Colbert frowned and said.

Batman stared at him silently, and the dissatisfied expression on his face was clearly visible. Suddenly, Colbert became a little irritable, and his mouth trembled as he said, "Don't spread those useless sympathies there, rich man, stay away from us... Get out of here!"

"Calm down, Colbert." Schiller walked up and patted Colbert on the shoulder and said, "Since he is a rich man, ignore his stupid words."

"I'm just saying some very normal medical knowledge that everyone should know." Batman's tone was slightly raised. He said, "Malnutrition will reduce immunity, extreme hunger will damage their intestines and stomachs, and these hard breads may cause them to obstruct or vomit."

"The temperature is only 15 degrees now, and it is still raining outside. Four or five of them have a fever, and one is trembling all over. What we should do now is to send them to the hospital for treatment. "

As he spoke, Batman walked among the children. He grabbed the arm of one of the weakest little girls and wanted to pull her to his side to check on her condition.

The little girl was a brown person of mixed black and white race, with thick black eyebrows and big eyes, but she was as thin as a grape on the top of a branch, and her limbs were too thin, making her look out of proportion.

Because her arms were so thin, Batman grabbed her arms very lightly and did not use much force to drag her, but the moment her gloves touched the little girl, the little girl bit her.

She let out a sharp cry, bit Batman's wrist tightly, then shook Batman's hand off, screamed and ran to the corner, and began to push the door while howling, her limbs twitching and her voice hoarse.

"I just want to take you to the hospital." Batman looked at her and said, "You don't have to be afraid of me, I will take you to see a doctor, and the doctor will cure all your diseases. "

He lowered his head and looked at the children around him, but every child who met his eyes would tremble and step back, then scream and run away. After a while, there was no one around Batman.

Even with a mask covering his face, normal people can see that Batman's appearance is much better than Cobblepot's. Cobblepot's hooked nose looks particularly vicious, and he doesn't look like a good person, but he has the most children around him.

"You are preventing them from getting normal treatment." Batman stood up and said to Cobblepot: "If you don't have any medical knowledge, at least you should know that normal children are very likely to die if they are malnourished and have a high fever due to being caught in the rain."

Cobblepot held a multi-functional military knife in his hand, and at this time, he was turning it in his hand. He looked into Batman's eyes and said: "Do you know why they are hiding from you? "

Batman looked at him silently, but his eyes were indeed seeking an answer.

"Perhaps you know that these begging children have "fathers and mothers", that is, their leaders. These fathers and mothers specialize in picking up abandoned babies that others don't want, feeding them in the simplest way, and letting them go out to beg when they grow up."

"But they are not real fathers and mothers, they are just businessmen. Businessmen hope that their products will sell well, but sometimes, the market is not good, and they can't get money. The fathers and mothers will find a child who does the worst and beat him half to death. "

"Of course, sometimes, they will be too heavy-handed, and such children will not be able to go out to beg the next day. No one in Gotham will be merciful and give them more money because the begging children are too seriously injured. They will only think that the blood flowing to their feet with the rain will dirty their leather shoes. "

"Such a child is useless, and the parents will get rid of him. They will announce in public that they will send the child to the hospital and then give him to a rich person for adoption, announcing that he will be free from suffering and be liberated from now on. "

"But the children are not stupid. Everyone knows that he will not be sent to the hospital. He will be thrown into the garbage truck and die in the heavy rain overnight. Every child dragged out by his parents will have this fate."

Cobolt looked into Batman's eyes and said, "You told them that you are going to take them to the hospital, just like telling them that you are going to kill them."

Seeing the eyes of the children hiding in the corner, Batman knew that Cobolt was not making up a story. This was the first time these children heard the word "hospital" from the mouth of the leader who had been abusing them.

At this time, Schiller half-knelt down, waved to one of the children and said, "Come here, kid."

It was a little black boy, his legs were shaking, but he still walked to Schiller step by step. Schiller looked at him and asked, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

"No, I'm fine, I can work." The little boy trembled and said, "I can go to work on the outer street."

Schiller looked up and looked at Cobert. Cobert explained, "The outer street refers to the dock. There are many people there. Many rich people go out to sea on yachts. Sometimes, in order to sail smoothly, they will give the little beggars some money, but there are also vicious dock workers there. They have to be strong enough and smart enough to eat there."

"Okay, you are in good health. I saw you just ate a piece of bread. Are you full?" Schiller asked again.

"No, I'm still a little hungry, but I don't need to eat anymore." The little boy said fluently. When this sentence came out of his mouth, it was like he had practiced it thousands of times.

"Very good, do you feel cold? Do you need to wear an extra piece of clothing?" Schiller asked again.

"I'm a little cold, but I don't need to wear clothes." The little boy answered again.

After Schiller asked, he stood up, shook his head and said, "They need to see a doctor, but a psychiatrist."

Batman looked at him, as if seeking an answer, but Schiller gave Cobblepot a look, and they walked out of the room.

Batman followed him out, but just as Red Truck was about to go out, Schiller stopped him and said to Red Truck, "You stay here and stay with them for a while. After all, you are the one who gives them food."

Red Truck was a little confused, but still nodded. After the others walked out, Schiller pointed the tip of his umbrella at the ground and said:

"I think you can see that his answer is very strange. When I asked him about his condition, he would first say that his condition was not good, and then add that he did not need any improvement."

"He said that his condition was not good because he was Showing the controller that he has no possibility of escaping control, that he is still cold, hungry, weak and vulnerable, and is an easy target to be controlled. "

"But at the same time, he also shows that he will not waste any resources of the controller, and will not ask them to add more clothes and food, which will cost more."

"Obviously, this is not a natural expression." Schiller turned his head and looked at the situation in the room and said: "They are trying to ensure that they meet the most desired state of the controller and abuser, weak, will not resist, save costs, and are very obedient and capable..."

"But they are about to die." Batman said in a deep voice.

"Then give them some medicine." Cobblepot said expressionlessly: "Give each person an anti-inflammatory pill, take antipyretics if you have a fever, put on more clothes if you feel cold, and eat bread if you are hungry."

"You are still abusing them." Batman took a deep breath and said: "You are no different from those leaders who exploited and abused them. Why can't you save them completely?"

"I am saving them completely." Cobblepot walked to the opposite side of Batman, very close to him, and poked Batman's battle suit with the saber in his hand, and then said:

"Batman, this is me, this is us, this is why everyone in Gotham hates you The reason is that you think that only you can save Gotham. You think you are the savior, but you are not. You ca n’t save anyone here, and you ca n’t save the city. "" You obviously do nothing, but you can blame yourself to the savior. "When Korter's expressionless face showed a fierce expression, even Batman felt a hint of embarrassment. He felt that a evil soul was brewing in Copord's body and was ready to become one of Gotham's biggest hidden dangers." At least, when they felt uncomfortable, they got the most professional medical assistance. "At least, I can save these children, and your lack of common sense will only let you kill them." "Okay, don't make noise!" Schiller covered his temple, apparently felt a little noisy, he said, "So, you take half of the children and save them in your way, anyway, they will die in a certain alley anyway. "" "

Just as Batman was about to refuse, he saw Schiller looking at him. Some words about human rights were held back before they were spoken. In the end, he and Cobblepot looked at each other and neither of them spoke.

Cobblepot walked into the house and said to his postman subordinate: "Ask Andrew, the drug dealer on Green Street, for some anti-inflammatory drugs. If there is morphine, get some, but no injections."

"Ask the owner of the restaurant next door for a kettle. Ask the bar upstairs to boil it and send it over. Say hello to the bar owner and write down today's leftovers. Send them here. Fried fish, meat patties and vegetable salad that have not gone bad. Share them."

"In addition, you and the red truck driver keep an eye on them. Don't let them run out, don't let them shout, and don't affect the bar's business. If the bar owner comes down to see them, tell him that the Spencer family has a dance recently. I can give him an invitation and let him forget about this place."

After Cobblepot finished speaking, he left without looking back. He had no intention of continuing to take care of these children. Batman looked at his back and said, "You are committing murder for money."

"Who is committing murder for money? You will soon know."

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