Chapter 410 I Won’t Tell You Who Will Suffer the Most (Part 2)

The traffic in Gotham has improved more in the past year than in the past ten years combined.

First, the new mayor took the first step of his new job, and the traffic problem was the first one. Although the traffic civilization day for several consecutive days almost turned the central roundabout of Gotham into a ruin, it further demonstrated the new mayor's determination to control traffic even if it meant destroying the world.

Then, the phenomenon that logistics problems affect the development of the gang industry has made most of the gang bosses realize that they cannot fish out all the fish in the pond, and they must build first before they can make a profit. If no one is willing to contribute money and effort, the final result will be that everyone will be blocked together and no one will make money.

Although these gang bosses have not read much, their desire to make money is very high. Driven by interests, they not only actively participate in the traffic civilization day, providing sufficient firepower support for traffic police and police, but also spend a lot of money to hire various professionals to reorganize Gotham's traffic network, and even sincerely invite some excellent traffic police to come to this city to help them maintain traffic.

The drivers who were originally bad-tempered and uneducated also found that only when the roads were unblocked would they have more opportunities to choose from. With the development of logistics, there would be more cars, and they would no longer have to work rigidly for a low-wage gangster, but could go and find better jobs. So although they still cursed, most people finally learned to abide by simple traffic rules.

With so many measures in place, Gotham's traffic has improved a lot, but if you have to pick a typical example, the most chaotic is the central roundabout area.

This transportation hub has a long history. It was built by the first group of Europeans who landed here. At that time, it was just an ordinary town square. Later, some families in Gotham retained the original structure when they built it, and built it into the largest roundabout hub in the central area of ​​Gotham with the most traffic.

The problem is that when the Europeans built this place, they assumed that only they would go here and they all understood traffic rules, but the later users were not these Europeans, but the vast majority of uneducated but bad-tempered truck drivers.

Because the traffic situation here was so bad, Gordon had to borrow Batman's high-powered bat light to act as a traffic light. Later, Schiller found a group of Marvel heroes to increase the power of the traffic light, making it the brightest light ball that could illuminate Gotham.

Coupled with the traffic police holding bazookas on the central watchtower to supervise traffic rules and the interns from Gotham University who were responsible for issuing tickets and towing, the traffic situation at the central roundabout finally improved.

Drivers can finally see the huge four-way traffic light clearly and basically understand what the different lights on it mean. For example, you have to stop when you see a red light and go when you see a green light. When the light is on, you can turn and when the light is on, you must stop and wait.

This is indeed a good phenomenon, but it cannot cover up the irritability of the drivers. They always feel that the green light time in the direction they are going is too short, while the green light time for others seems to be very long, so you can often hear all kinds of verbal battles in the central roundabout area, which even promoted the development of Gotham's hip-hop rap culture circle. …

After all, you don’t even need to buy a ticket, you just need a car and the courage to dive into the congested area of ​​the central roundabout, and you can listen to a rap concert with witty remarks and all English slang and swear words for free.

But fortunately, even if the green light is short, there is still a green light. Waiting will only make them irritable and impatient, and will not make them fight. This situation lasted for a long time, and the overall traffic situation was developing in a benign direction.

Until one day, a large green light bulb that could be seen very clearly from all four directions fell on top of the entire traffic light.

If you look down at the central turntable from a high altitude, you will find that when this huge green light bulb suddenly lights up, all the cars almost step on the accelerator without thinking, and in an instant there are "clicks!", "clicks!", "bangs!", "booms!"...

Then there is the rap concert, and da da da da da da...

In fact, the central turntable has also been reduced to ruins. Most people shoot a few shots at the cars to vent their anger. If they really attack other people, it means that the two parties have a long-standing grudge and just use this as an excuse to rage. Once the police enter the scene, the riot will soon subside.

But the only problem is that, unfortunately, there is a very innocent university professor who participated in this chaos, or was forced to participate in this chaos, and that is Schiller.

Originally, Schiller was in a good mood when he returned to DC again, because university professors have vacations. He didn't take his vacation last year, so he could take it this year. He originally planned to finish teaching the part he is currently teaching, assign a paper, and then go on vacation.

Today is his last day of work before his vacation.

Schiller didn't have any grand vacation plans. He just wanted to go to the nearby Blüdhaven to see the scenery. It has now become an emerging tourist destination on the East Coast. Staying there for a few days is the choice of many middle-class people in Gotham.

However, there was no room for taking a train or a plane at this distance, and Americans also prefer to travel by car, so Schiller originally planned to drive there by himself.

But now, he stood by the side of the road, looking at his old Ford car with its front bumper almost completely smashed and both rear wheels completely flying out, and sighed deeply.

The thing is, when all the drivers saw the green light, they all stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, because these drivers had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and they were unwilling to judge whether the light on the lamppost was really green, but Schiller knew that it was not a real green light, so he did not step on the accelerator at the first time.

As a result, the car behind that stepped on the accelerator directly hit his car and hit the pickup truck in front.

Everyone knows that in this kind of rear-end collision, the car in the middle often suffers the most serious losses. If Schiller had not had spider sense and teleported out at the moment of the car accident, he might still be pressed on the seat by the airbag.

Just when Schiller was thinking about who to call for this kind of thing, a very familiar figure came over. Evans greeted Schiller, looked at Schiller, then looked at Schiller's car, stopped his steps and silently stepped back two steps. …

He said, "Good morning, professor."

"Why are you standing so far away?" Schiller looked at him and asked, then waved to him and said, "Come here, who should I go to in this situation? You know, I'm an outsider, is there a towing company here?"

Evans had no intention of going forward, he just stood there, then pursed his lips and said, "Yes, there is, but..."

Just then, another group of people came over, a man in a suit holding a notebook, looked Schiller up and down, looked at his car again, and said, "For seriously damaged vehicles, towing will be charged an additional 20%. Bo, go and deal with his car. Doyle Towing Company, thank you. patronage."

Schiller sighed, reached into his suit pocket, took out his wallet, and said as he flipped through it: "Okay, how much is the towing fee?"

"120 dollars, sir."

Schiller looked him up and down, and said in disbelief: "What did you say? 120 dollars?"

"The situation is special, sir, can't you see it? Now the car is waiting for people. If you don't find us, Layton will charge more. He dares to ask you for 200 dollars!"

Schiller shook his head. If this was in the 21st century New York of the Marvel world, this price would be acceptable, but now it is 1988, and most consumer units are still in the era of cents.

At this time, Evans came up and wanted to help Schiller, but Schiller gave him a look to stop him, took out two bills from his wallet and said, "Here."

Doyle took the money and whistled, because he found that he had received an extra $10. He immediately waved to the car and said, "Boll, be gentle, this is our big customer!"

He flicked the bills with his fingers and said, "In Gotham, there are not many people who will tip. Thank you, sir. We guarantee that your car will arrive at the designated location safely. Doyle Company is the most professional towing company. Come to us next time you need it!"

Evans looked at Schiller, shrugged and said, "At least the service attitude is not bad, right?"

Schiller slowly put away his wallet and put it back in his pocket, then looked around at the chaotic situation. Just as Doyle said just now, most of the cars on the field are broken, the central roundabout is blocked again, and the roundabout in the middle has been turned into a ruin.

Then, Schiller looked up at the sky.

So, where is the Green Lantern Hal who just landed?

He is now floating hundreds of meters in the air, watching everything happening below in horror.

Before, he thought that the people of Gotham were simple and honest, but now he knows that Gotham is truly simple and honest.

He wanted to do something to remedy all this, but his premonition told him that it would be better not to go down now.

It turned out that Hal's intuition was very accurate, because it was not only Schiller who suffered this time, but also Batman and his family.

Before the Green Lantern stopped on the lamppost, Bruce drove a car with Selina, Aisha, Dick and the old butler Alfred. They wanted to go to the hospital for a physical examination.

It was not that Bruce wanted to give them a physical examination, but the old butler Alfred wanted to make sure that Bruce's strange life trajectory during this period did not cause trouble to his body. Although it was okay to invite a doctor to the house, Alfred hoped that everyone would get a more comprehensive examination, so it was better to go to the hospital.

They had an appointment for a physical examination in the morning, so early in the morning, Bruce drove everyone to the hospital. Originally, they were prepared to be stuck at the central roundabout for a while, but they didn't expect that the traffic jam would last the whole day.

Bruce's experience was the same as Schiller's. When all the drivers thought it was a green light, he found that it was not a green light, but Green Lantern Hal, so he didn't step on the accelerator.

Fortunately, the cars he drove were safe vehicles, much better than the old Ford, so the two cars in front and behind him suffered the most damage, while Bruce's car was unscathed.

But this does not mean that he is not angry. Originally, the traffic conditions in Gotham have improved, and Bruce is also proud of it, which has also provided him with a lot of convenience, but why did this guy with green light all over his body want to come here to make trouble?

Even angrier than him was the old butler Alfred. At that moment, Alfred also saw what Hale looked like.

And a few days ago, he actually discovered that this guy with green light all over his body was suspected of not only following Elsa, but also Batman.

The old butler narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky. In the dense clouds of Gotham, he keenly captured the not-so-obvious green light.

At this time, Hal shuddered fiercely.