Chapter 820: Batman Behind Enemy Lines (Part 2)
The difficulty for ordinary people in Gotham to disguise themselves as gangsters is that they can't get good cars, good suits and bodyguards. If they have the ability to get these things, they can become gangsters long ago.
But Bruce is different. He is a rich man with a sick mind. He must find another profession outside of his own race. What ordinary people can't do, he wants to do easily.
That's right, Bruce's plan is to observe the behavior and appearance of gangsters first, and then pretend to be them and blend in.
He had this idea because, during the many days in the slums, he found that there were too many gangs in Gotham, and there were countless big and small bosses. It was impossible for ordinary people to remember so many faces.
And because the personnel changes of gangs are very fast, today you are a big boss who rules three blocks, and the next day you are killed. Maybe at this time, the gangsters in the next block don't know yet, how can the bodyguards in nightclubs and mansions know?
The reason why we need to observe is that, before, Bruce felt that the members of the first gang of different classes might have great differences in appearance, so he needed to carefully note down every difference to facilitate his recognition in the future.
But now, because of the gang leaders' fanatical obsession with the Godfather, they are infinitely close to the same appearance. Everyone wears a black suit and leather shoes. The members of the twelve families add a red poppy. Doesn't it mean that as long as they dress like this, they can talk to members of any class?
"A plan gradually took shape in my mind, but I know that to complete this shocking scam, many factors are needed, and there is a place that can allow me to perfectly realize this plan. For this, I must find someone..."
Another calendar was torn off, and there was less than a day left before the deadline for the assignment, but at this time, Bruce's ideas were flowing, and among the words outlined by his pen, a familiar name appeared-"James Gordon".
"James has always been my good helper, and this time, I hope he can cooperate with my plan..."
"Until now, I still remember the surprised expression on his face when I found him and told him to arrest me, but I can understand him. He must think I'm crazy again, but in fact, this is the most important part of my plan..."
Beyond the smile on Bruce's mouth, Gordon's extremely surprised expression was opposite him. He widened his eyes and said, "What did you say? Let me arrest you??? You..."
"Wait a minute, Bruce, let's talk..." Gordon walked up and patted Bruce on the shoulder and said: I know you have been greatly stimulated before, but some things need to be done step by step. You are still young, don't take detours..."
"No, James, listen to me." Bruce looked at Gordon very calmly and said, "If I am arrested, will I be put in jail? "
Gordon's movements froze for a moment, and he said, "Whether you will... Well, you probably won't be put in jail, you are a mental patient, with a mental illness test report issued by the hospital, so you should be put in a mental hospital."
"So which is the most famous mental hospital in Gotham?" Bruce asked.
"Of course it's Arkham Asylum... Wait, you want to go to Arkham Asylum? Why are you going there? There are no fellow patients of yours, only a group of gangsters who don't want to be discharged from the hospital..."
"I just want to find those gangsters. "
Finally. Gordon still helped this. Bruce got what he wanted and was tried under a disguised identity, and then was locked up in Arkham Asylum.
Standing in the corridor of this hospital again, Bruce had a completely different mentality. The last time he was interning here, he watched Schiller turn a normal mental hospital into a gathering place for gangsters.
At that time, he also dealt with these gangsters, but at that time, he was very stubborn and believed that there was nothing to see with these criminals. He would talk to them just to flatter them.
But now, he stood in front of the door of Arkham Asylum, wearing a suit, tie, and his leather shoes were polished to a shine.
Get out of the car, stamp your feet, adjust your tie, walk quickly into the door, enter the room, light a cigar, sit on the chair, and blow smoke first. Before Bruce could speak, a gangster boss dressed in the same way came over and said, "This is good stuff, man, where did it come from? Could it be the batch before December? "Bruce rubbed the side of the cigar with his fingers and said, "It's not smuggled goods, I just spent a little more money." The person next to him raised his eyebrows and sat on the chair next to Bruce. Bruce was wearing a mask, but from the scars on his neck that had not healed, it could be seen that he must have suffered serious burns. "My name is Harrison. Fisherman's Harbor in the East District is my territory. Where are you from? Who are you looking for?" "You can call me Match Malone. My territory is not far from Wayne Building. Of course, it has some relationship with the South District. I am not here to find anyone, but to discuss a business...
Everything Bruce said was true, so there was no flaw in his expression and tone. The man named Harrison narrowed his eyes and said, "Not far from Wayne Tower..."
Bruce did not continue to speak, leaving Harrison with ample room for imagination. Harrison certainly could not have thought that the man in front of him was Wayne, but as far as he knew, the land near Wayne Tower should be directly controlled by the twelve families.
Harrison thought, the man on the other side said this, obviously to show his identity, but also to express his attitude. You only need to know that I am from the twelve families, and you don’t need to know which family I belong to.
Since he has such an attitude, it means that the business he is talking about may be a little special. Harrison has made up all the reasons in his mind. He looked at Bruce and said, "You should understand the rules here. This is a lawless place. Whether the business can be negotiated depends on sincerity. How much sincerity are you willing to show?"
"I think. When negotiating business anywhere in the world, you should talk about returns first." Bruce is not afraid of temptation at all. After all, he is not really a playboy who spends money. He has made great contributions to the development of the Wayne family to the present stage. It is easy for him to gain an advantage at the negotiation table.
Harrison rubbed his fingers and found that the other party was a tough guy. He was indeed a member of the Twelve Families. Harrison thought, so he smiled and softened his tone and said, "That's true, but the situation here is special. You can understand that as long as you can enter this hospital, you have a chance to have a fair dialogue with everyone."
"In the past, you may not have the right to see certain people, and certain people have no right to see you. We all have to abide by the rules and can't do things recklessly, but in this hospital, we all have only one identity, that is, patients."
"If this is your first time here, I have to Remind you, remember this, we are just patients. If you still think of yourself as a gangster boss, something terrible may happen. There is a doctor here. He doesn't appear often, but you'd better not mess with him. If you shoot here and make a hole in the wall, you will be in big trouble. "
"I've been here." Bruce said directly: "At that time, the professor was still working here. I made some like-minded friends here, which is very beneficial to my career. So, I came here this time to find some more trustworthy partners..."
Hearing him say this Harrison changed his attitude again. He said, "So you came here earlier. There's nothing to say. Just go and talk about whatever business you want."
"But it's been a long time since then. I don't know if the situation here has changed. If you are willing to give me some guidance, maybe I can get a diagnosis sheet from that professor?"
Harrison's eyes lit up immediately. He put his hands on the table and said, "Now everyone knows that there are two places in Gotham that are different. One is Arkham Asylum and the other is Gotham University."
"In these two places, no matter who goes in, they have only one identity. If you are in Arkham Asylum, you are a patient. If you are in Gotham University, you are a student."
"But because of this, we have the opportunity to communicate on an equal footing. Many people choose to go to the hospital directly or let their children go to school to talk about some business that is not so easy to talk about."
Hearing this, Bruce was stunned. Arkham Asylum and Gotham University have become the two most special places in Gotham. They all have one thing in common, that is, they are all influenced by Schiller.
"Thinking about this, I feel a little confused. Is this a coincidence? Or has someone already seen the problem with this rule, so they deliberately broke the rules, created platforms, and strengthened communication to alleviate the problems caused by the rigidification of the rules?"
"What confuses me is that the professor who affected these two places does not look like he wants to save Gotham at all."
"But I don't think this is a coincidence. If I remember correctly, the Godfather created the rules of the gang and required everyone to abide by him, but this hospital broke the rules, but why didn't the Godfather object?"
Bruce put down his pen, paused, and then wrote:
"Or , it is really as he said, the gangster rules were the only solution he could find in that era, and now, everyone has realized that this set of rules can no longer be supported. "
"Perhaps, Arkham Asylum and Gotham University are the prelude to the Godfather's desire to loosen the chain, but why three years later, Gotham is still the same as before, and this form of platform has not developed more widely? "
"What are the Godfather and the professor waiting for?"
When this line of words fell, Bruce's pen suddenly paused, a guess appeared in his mind, making him feel absurd, and then he put the pen and the ink spread on the paper, with a hint of disbelief.
"...Are they waiting for me?"
"From that time on, they were waiting for someone who could wake up from the rules, realize the problem, have the courage to overthrow all this, and have the wisdom to establish new rules?"
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