Chapter 3308 Bloody New City (31)

Chapter 3282 Bloody New City (31)

Another ordinary morning in Gotham, two extraordinary conversations were staged in the reception room of Wayne Manor at the same time.

Schiller and Gordon came together, one came to look for Batman and the other came to look for Pale Knight.

When I saw them visiting the door together, both Batman and Pale Knight had a very bad premonition.

But they did not refuse the reason for reception, because Gotham had happened too much recently. With the two of them, they could not settle completely, and they had to find a helper.

Besides, I ca n’t hide for a while, and they should always come. Even if they are coming to say "the mourning and changes", the pale knight and Batman can only cooperate with sadness.

As if he wanted to seek psychological comfort, Batman arranged the venue for the two teams to talk next door, as if this would give each other spiritual support, but he still thought it too simply.

As soon as the reception room door was closed, the Pale Knight saw Gordon standing in front of the sofa with his hands on his hips, and lifting his windbreaker behind him, looking at him and saying, "Jack, tell me, you put Coppert." Where did you go? Batgirl didn't find his place."

The Pale Knight frowned deeply, and he stared into Gordon's eyes and said, "What are you doing for him?"

It's a very bad signal, the Pale Knight thought, Gordon was not a very arbitrary person, he usually didn't act without notifying others, and once he did, it proved that he had made up some sort of determination , and no one can shake him.

"I need him, Gotham needs him." Gordon seemed to be downplaying at this point, meaning he was not trying to convince someone, but just describing an upcoming fact.

The ominous premonition in the Pale Knight's heart became stronger and stronger.

"You can't do that, James, the Penguin is so dangerous. Once he is released, it will only cause greater disaster to the city."

Instead of sitting down, Gordon walked to the Pale Knight, staring into his eyes and said, "That's not what you decided, Mr. Napier. Even if he is guilty, he must go through the court's judgment, and you have no right to illegally deal with him. Incarceration."

A kind of imperceptible pain appeared in the pale Knight's eyes, and he looked at Gordon and said, "I thought you could understand me, you know how many means that guy has to escape from sin."

"Who do you think this is his problem? Or is it just his?"

Gordon's expression and tone reminded the Pale Knight of the little girl named Fiona. At the memorial service, she also stared at him and asked, "Why doesn't the law punish those who pollute the land and kill many people, but instead comes to punish her father who pleaded for the people?"

The Pale Knight could not answer. If the law is wrong, who are they doing justice for?

"You didn't bring him to court, but used your own strength to imprison him, which just means you don't trust the law." Gordon pointed out incisively, "You don't think that the existing law is fair, so you don't want to Let him be tried."

"I admit that I do think so when it comes to the Penguin issue. The law has no way to sanction him, and I don't want to sanction him. I know I don't have such power, I just don't want him to endanger more people. ”

"Didn't you think of changing?" Gordon finally turned around and walked to the sofa and sat down, and said, "The law always serves people who have the right to make them, and it's hard to change the law, at least That's true for us."

"But someone has made a point to me, why don't we become the lawmakers first and then change it?"

"If someone becomes a person who formulates the law, how can you guarantee that he always stands on the side of ordinary people?" The pale knight also walked over. He looked at Gordon's eyes very sincerely, "If this person is so, Kind, then he will not be able to enter the upper class; if he successfully infiltrates, it means that he is the same person as those elites, and such people will not consider the lower class."

"Then he has to do that," Gordon said. "Maybe for a long time to come, all he can do is attitude, but even if there is only one attitude, it will be better than the current situation of Gotham, right? "" "

"Who do you think can do this, Penguin?"

"You have to admit that his evil wisdom will make him smooth in politics, and it's the best revenge we can do to those gangs."

The pale knight slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head. "Revengeism cannot save anyone," he said.

"That's better than non-ism. Can you come up with any better way?" Every word of Gordon hit the heart of the Pale Knight.

He can't, of course he can't. When talking about saving Gotham, he would say he wanted to save Gotham; when talking about improving the lives of the lower class, he would improve the lives of the lower class.

But, no, these are all superficial skills. The Pale Knight himself also knew this. Whether it was establishing an anti-terrorism team or a charity fund to improve people's livelihood as much as possible, it was like scratching the surface. If there was a little turmoil, everything would not be implemented.

In the storm of Gotham, the awning they had built with a few wooden sticks was shaking, but they didn't even know where to find bricks, let alone reinforced concrete.

The Pale Knight didn't know where the problem was, and he didn't even know if it was a problem. Is this normal? Or do they not do enough or good enough?

The Pale Knight began to feel his heart shaking too.

Gordon's next sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and finally caused the Pale Knight's psychological defense to collapse.

"If you continue to drag like this and let the Neptor Act chronic death, then all this will become a meaningless turbulence. In addition to the disappointment of ordinary people in Gotham, it has also helped the elite class stabilize them to stabilize them. The status.”

"No matter what your original intention is, the results you cause make you a dog and accomplice like Penguin Man, and even the damage he caused is not as big as you. Can you accept this result?"

"Of course not!" said the Pale Knight gritted his teeth.

"Then why not give it a try?" Gordon finally strengthened his tone and said, "I know, you misunderstood that Batman wronged a hero, which will bring you far heavier consequences than you imagined. Swear to never be so rude. But this is not the reason why you are timid and stop and punish people today with your past mistakes."

"Your mental state has improved, which is a good thing, so why not put an end to the past?"

The Pale Knight glanced aside and stared at the floor beside him with a little dull look, then said, "Batman..."

"You think it's up to the victim to end it all? If you think so, you're too ignorant of Batman. He's best at putting an end to everything, and his life is full of an end."

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Gordon stood up again and looked at the Pale Knight from top to bottom. The thin man's prominent eyebrows were as sharp as a knife. Even if the source of madness had disappeared, the old shadow still carved sloppy marks on him.

"Sorry, I'm not here to discuss it with you. Now that I have regained control of the GTO, it's only a matter of time before I find the Penguin."

"And if you don't contribute in the process, then when Coppert sues you for illegal imprisonment, I will only tell you everything I know in court, may God always be on your side, Mr. Napier."

Gordon turned around and walked towards the reception room door, his steps not even a moment of stopping. The hard -bottomed police boots stepped on the good wooden floor on the Wayne Manor, and the echo was heavy like the twilight of the Cathedral of Gotham.

"Wait." The Palm Knight heard a dry syllable in his throat, like the sound from another world.

Gordon, holding the door handle, looked back at him, and the pale knight standing in front of the sofa became thinner, like a balloon that was once too big and so now was particularly shriveled.

"You can't find him in Gotham," said the Pale Knight. "I sent him out of town and now in the ranger's cottage in the valley east of Brudehaven. You have to find a farm called Bi in the southeast. Daddy Ke’s retired forest ranger, he will take you there.”

Gordon sighed and said, "I won't ask how you sent him so far under my nose."

"You can't let him come back," said the Pale Knight. "This is my last bottom line. As long as you don't go into the city, you can let him go wherever you want."

Gordon chuckled and said, "Do you think he would choose to fall into the trap after being caught by you once? He would run faster than anyone else."

After speaking, Gordon twisted the door handle, opened the door to go out, and the pale knight called him again and said, "I am sorry, I ..."

"He won't have time to sue you," Gordon turned around and said, "Revenge on you seems so insignificant and meaningless than what I'm going to let him do next. So you don't have to worry about being in jail Disaster, if you unfortunately enter, I will send the municipal government documents to prison. After all, no one except you may be willing to be the mayor."

With a slam, the door was closed. But the pale knight breathed a sigh of relief. He collapsed on the sofa, his forehead and back were covered in cold sweat, and he seemed to have been drifting in the Pacific Ocean for several months.

Everything started to get out of control, the Pale Knight thought. Something is becoming like a derailed train, not traveling on established tracks at all, but driving very fast, too fast.

Where did it start? The Pale Knight discovered that it seemed that since the arrival of the two mysterious visitors from another world, Gotham's shabby iron train seemed to have installed a high-tech engine from another world.

The good news is that the engine is very powerful; the bad news is that the brakes are broken, and all the conductors on the train cannot pull the handbrake, and can only watch the train running wildly, heading towards the unknown distance in despair.

The Pale Knight sat on the sofa for a while, and finally took out his cell phone and called Bruce. He now finally understood what Bruce meant by saying, "Beware of anyone, it's better to be wary of Schiller's consequences in person."

He had to study this terrible engine carefully.