Chapter 790: Deadly Joke (XVII)

Harvey Dent has been working in the Gotham Court, mainly providing legal consulting services.

Before, his situation was not very good, because the gangs often asked for advice on non-serious issues, and most people asked him to go there to get rid of crimes, but since the development of the logistics industry, he has been much better.

It is really too much to expect the gangs to understand the law, but to transport goods, it is inevitable to contact other cities, and to sign contracts, it is necessary to understand the legal provisions of various places. Now, lawyers and finance are the two most popular professions in the whole Gotham, and Harvey is no exception.

He now mainly provides legal consulting services to the Falcone family, and Godfather Falcone does not care that he is unwilling to get rid of crimes for gang members. As long as he can provide the most professional legal assistance for the logistics industry of the Falcone family, Falcone is very happy to spend money.

When he received Gordon's call, he was still working overtime. Hearing that Bruce had a problem, he hurriedly put down his work at hand, and even asked for tomorrow's leave and came to where Gordon was.

Harvey and Bruce have always been in contact. They actually have a lot of common topics, especially in the legal field. The principles of the Light Knight and the Dark Knight are actually similar, and their moral standards are also on the same line. They often chat in Wayne Manor, and chat for a whole afternoon.

Harvey is very used to chatting with Bruce and answering various questions. So, seeing this situation, he did not show surprise, but sat next to him familiarly, patted his shoulder and said:

"I know that you want to understand the people's sentiments and know how the people in Gotham live. So, you came here and experienced it for more than a month, and then found that this is much more difficult than you imagined."

"Everyone here has their own good and bad. There must be something hateful about pitiful people, but there is also something pitiful about hateful people. Those who indulge criminals are not necessarily evil, and those who fight against criminals are not necessarily evil. Is it justice? Should we judge by deeds or heart first? You can't figure out these questions. "

"You find that the world is much more complicated than you thought, and all the methods you have thought of before cannot solve these problems. "

"So you feel that you used to be childish and ridiculous, and you have wasted too much time. Your previous misunderstandings and resentments seem meaningless, and then you don't know what to do...

Harvey put his arm around Bruce and found that his body was very cold, as if there was no temperature at all. He said: "Tell me, do you feel that way? Bruce?"

"I just suddenly realized the truth of this world." Bruce replied. His tone was always very calm, even a little dull, which was also a manifestation of the catatonic state.

"You know? In this month, I have experienced a lot of things. I am not depressed by these bad things. I just found that every time I feel that life is getting better, there will be some bad things that are not so fatal, but still make me fall to the bottom. ·

"These bad things are not my fault, but they are out of my control. I am always in a passive situation and can't control anything."...

"I avoided a lot of traps and thought I didn't make any wrong choices, but everything was sliding down uncontrollably."

"But what's more terrible is that I found that I have done well enough. I didn't fall into many traps, such as really treating those drugs as medicine, squandering after having a fixed income, falling into the abyss of gambling and carrying gambling debts, borrowing usury but unable to repay, and getting injured in direct confrontation with gangs..."

"I didn't do any of these. I avoided these phenomena perfectly, but that's just because I have received a good education and have more knowledge than ordinary people. Can people living here really escape these traps one after another?"

"I have the house that Selena left me before, the dozens of dollars she didn't take away, a muscular and strong appearance, and the fat and calories accumulated from my previous life, but what do ordinary people have? What about them?"

"Forget about money, houses and muscles. They may be born with drug addiction, gambling debts, and debts to gangs."

"When I thought I had hit rock bottom, I imagined more terrible possibilities, and then I realized..."

Bruce paused, showed a very stiff smile, and then said: "In fact, it only takes one bad day for ordinary people to completely lose everything."

"No, it doesn't even take a whole day. It may be bad weather and unable to go out to work, it may be road construction during commuting, or diarrhea from eating something bad. It only takes a few minutes or hours for everything to be irreversible."

"Harvey... Harvey..." Bruce called his friend's name in a daze. He said: "Don't you think all this is terrible?"

"In just a few minutes, your life will slide into the abyss uncontrollably, and you can only watch, but can't do anything. This is the daily life of everyone here..."

Harvey closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said: "Are you afraid? Bruce, I feel that you are afraid, but you are not from here, you do not belong here, you will not be afraid of these little things..."

"That's why I feel afraid." Bruce said stiffly: "What should I do to appear in these few minutes of everyone so that they don't slide down, and if they miss one, there will be one more crazy criminal in the world."

Harvey lowered his head and looked at the reflection on his leather shoes. He said: "I told you a long time ago that this road does not have to reach the end to be meaningful."

"How far you walk and how fast you walk will not change because of when you give up." Harvey pursed his lips and said: "If you feel If you did too little before, then do more, but don't be afraid of not being able to finish, and don't feel pain for it..."

Harvey patted Bruce's arm and said, "I have also been as painful as you, because at that time, I found that the law can't actually give everyone a fair trial, it is not omnipotent."

"No one, no system, no social existence in this world is perfect. If you have seen the length of this road with your naked eyes, you have to decide whether to go or give up, not how far to go."...

Harvey looked at Bruce, who was silent all the time. At this time, a car suddenly appeared at the end of the street. Harvey squinted his eyes and found that he seemed to have seen this car in the garage of Wayne Manor.

And when the high beam was turned off, Harvey saw Alfred's face in the driver's seat.

Gordon, who was standing aside, winked at Harvey and said, "We still have work to do, so we'll leave first. Your butler is here to pick you up, go back with him."

"Have a good sleep, everything will be over."

After Gordon finished speaking, it started raining again in Gotham. The drizzle drifted over Bruce's head, and he began to shiver again, but not because of the cold. He no longer felt cold.

He felt very hot and excited, and a feeling of happiness he had never felt before surged in his chest.

When the shadow of the umbrella held by Alfred covered his head, he calmed down a little. Alfred looked at his condition and the wound on his face and said nothing. He was silent for a while before he said, "Master, let's go back. Aisha and Dick are waiting for you."

Just then, Bruce looked at Alfred as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw and asked, "Is there really no perfect system in this world?"

Alfred stood in place, with a stream of rain between him and Bruce. The surface of the water reflected their faces. One side was very old but energetic, and the other side was very young but extremely haggard.

"Yes, master, there is no perfect system in this world." Alfred replied. Bruce did not hear any hesitation in this answer. This was not an answer after thinking, but more like common sense known to everyone.

Alfred turned his head and looked at the end of the alley. The neon lights there shone on the puddles, making the small puddles more colorful than the sea. He said:

"There is no perfect system in this world because there are no perfect people in this world. People will change."

Alfred lowered his eyes and looked at Bruce and said, "But in the same way, many imperfect people want to create a perfect system. They think they have succeeded, and the people who come later think that they don't need to work hard anymore. As long as they follow this rule, everything will be as they wish, so..."

Alfred shook his head and didn't continue. Bruce said, "Do you want me to go back, Alfred?"

Bruce thought he would get a positive answer immediately, but unexpectedly, Alfred paused and said:

"Master, I hope to leave here with your soul, not just a body. If you want to stay here to find the answer, then take Take this umbrella, don't catch a cold again."

Alfred handed the umbrella to Bruce. Bruce looked up at him, but didn't reach out to take it at the first time. He looked at him for a long time before saying, "Don't you want to say something to me?"

"What do you want to hear?"

"Don't you have some solutions for me?" Bruce asked. He didn't say it too bluntly, but Alfred still understood it. He said, "Haven't you read books about Marxism a long time ago?"...

"If you really believe in it and want to take this path, you won't be looking for answers here now." Alfred shook his head and said, "Marxists are not missionaries. No one will walk on the street and hand you a book to let you understand the content of it."

Although Alfred's tone was respectful, his words were very straightforward. He said, "You are looking for a shortcut from me, but in fact it is not a shortcut. It is not that you can get answers to all problems, get rid of all pain, and move forward with your head down just by understanding a certain doctrine."

"This behavior is contrary to Marxism and more like theology. There are no shortcuts and no single answer."

"On the contrary, in the process of understanding, learning and deconstructing this doctrine, there will be more similar pain." Alfred added: "Just like writing a paper."

Finally, Alfred left, and Bruce sat on the side of the road with his umbrella. After the excitement subsided a little, he no longer wanted to laugh.

However, the absurd and funny feeling still surrounded him, and he didn't know when he would laugh out loud.

After Alfred returned to Wayne Manor, he did not rest immediately. He picked up the phone and called an unfamiliar number.

"Hello? Hello, is this Miss Maggie? I am Alfred, the butler of Wayne Manor. Miss Selina once left your phone number..."

"Yes, I hope you can help me contact Miss Selina. I don't have her contact information now..."

"Bruce is in a very bad state. He may suffer from some kind of traumatic stress disorder. We can't stop his excited behavior now, but Miss Selina may be able to..."

"Yes, I know that they have had some conflicts, but I think it is necessary to tell her in case something happens and they both feel regretful."

"Okay, I will wait for your news, thank you."

Maggie in the apartment hung up the phone and sighed.

She knew that Bruce's trip to the slums would not go smoothly, but she didn't expect that the consequences would be so serious.

Bruce Wayne's mental problems affected not only him. Although Maggie had never been to school, she was still able to live in the slums in such a weak body. She was quite wise in dealing with the world.

She did stand up for her good sister, thinking that Bruce had been ignoring Selina for a long time, but she also knew that if she really didn't tell Selina about this, Selina might resent her if something went wrong in the future. After all, she could see that they were still indecisive and had feelings for each other.

In the end, Maggie still called Selina, and just as she expected, Selina, who had already sneaked into the crew and got a role, rushed back to Gotham after hearing the news.

After Alfred and Hal drove the Batfighter to pick her up, Selina found Bruce as soon as possible.

Then she slapped him.

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