What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 45 Trading
After seeing off the Scarecrow, the Penguin heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed on his seat again.The rotation of clowns and scarecrows this evening made him feel nervous.

Back in the office, he picked up his own milk again, the glass of milk had turned from hot milk to cold, and there was only 1/4 of it left.

Penguin decides it's time to get off work after drinking it.

He picked up the glass.

He put his mouth close to the rim of the glass.

If there is no accident, there will be an accident at this time.

But nothing happened.

Penguin let out a sigh of relief, then smiled.

That's right, the clown broke in before, and the scarecrow just broke in. This time, no one will break in again, right?
He drank the milk into his mouth in one gulp of peace of mind, and then the next second.

A younger brother stumbled into his office, with a look of horror on his face, and tripped once again on the shiny carpet.

"It's not good, boss! It's Baine! Baine is here!"

Milk spurted from his hooked nose again.

10 minute later.

Penguin put on a stinky face and walked on the rooftop of the Iceberg Restaurant with Bane.

"Come with me, Penguin."

Seeing that Penguin didn't seem to have the intention to speak, Baine spoke first.His voice seemed to have a hole in his throat, with some abnormal trills, which made Penguin shudder.

Strangely, this sound sounds like a pathological reaction after inhaling the clown's special laughing gas.

The Penguin thought silently, for so many years in Gotham, he has almost regarded the neurosis afflicted by the clown virus on the road as a daily routine, so he is naturally very familiar with it.

"I know the Scarecrow has been to your place, haven't I?"

Penguin was going to tell a lie, but it didn't make any sense.

He wasn't sure how Bane knew about the Scarecrow who had been here only a few minutes earlier.

Then he opened his mouth and said:
"That's right, he's here, as always. Klein lamented over and over again, as if the world was ruled by him. Creating fear is his old profession, but he is also the one who is most often scared out of his wits."

"You complained about him, but you still walk between the two sides. This is your nature." Bane replied, his eyes sparkled with rational light:

"Egoism is the purest motive, and I believe in him, and by him, every city is governed by it."

"I know the history of Ni's family in this city, Copopapat, and I understand how deeply you feel about her brick walls, her mortar, her steel bars, you're not like those speculative Gotham freaks Fetuses, they always try to win her without sacrifice, and then lose in Batman's shadow."

Bain said: "Same as you, I understand how hard it takes. I also understand the feeling of being manipulated in the palm of my hand. I understand the feeling of despair."

"This city has failed the men and women who built it, who worked so hard and ended up dead in the streets, and that's the law of the city, and rightfully so," he said.

His voice carried on the evening wind in Gotham.

"—This is the inevitable price of progress. Old buildings are not demolished, new buildings are not built, and death is just a part of the law of nature. Believe me, I have just experienced the topic of death."

Penguin said in his heart:

"Nonsense, did you die just once before?"

Even though he was thinking this way, the penguin's eyes still stayed on the green shoots emerging from the other half of Bane's body.

These green shoots should have grown on a century-old tree, not on Bane's biceps.

"I came to you almost unprepared, Bane, because I knew that, right now, we still need each other." Penguin was in no mood to waste time on feelings.

He said.

"You're used to playing with the wind, Penguin, and I'll stick to it."

Bane put a pair of big hands on Penguin's shoulders. He had no doubt that as long as the other party wanted to, these hands could break his neck in the next second.

"You are suspected by me and those Arkhams at the same time."

"Yes, well, it's a talent, and I don't think there's any shame in being unscrupulous—"

But the Penguin saw that Bane no longer paid attention to him. He stood on the edge of the roof, silently observing the cool city in the evening wind.

"This place is chaotic and orderly, organized and anarchic, and the struggle between each other is the real culprit that has tortured Gotham City for decades. It was like this long before you and me, long before Batman It was like that before."

"For so many years. Gotham stinks in the mud, and Arkham Asylum is the biggest virus cluster in the city."

"And it's time for us to eradicate this spiritual cancer that has drained the entire city."

"I'm going to give Gotham City what it really needs - a firm direction."

"And you, Copopat. I need you to provide me with information on Blackgate Prison, and when the Arkhams turn to you for asylum, provide me with their information, and even join my camp."

"Intelligence and opportunity are your job, but hiding the knife will be your ruthless hand."

Penguin looked at the burly freak without fear: "But I would rather stand by, Bane. I already guessed what you want to do to the Black Gate Prison, which is why I am talking nonsense with you .

There are things I'm interested in, things that you can provide with a little effort when you're in a high position. "

Penguin squeezed the brim of his hat: "His name is Ignatius Ogilvy.

He used to be my right-hand man, Emperor Penguin, and I treated him like my own son.Hehehe..."

Penguin lowered his head and laughed, but when he looked up, the smile on his face was quickly pulled away like a puppet man who lost control.

"He's the guy who tried to replace me."

"I still have a lot to give back to him, and he owes me a life...his life that wasted so much. You're going to bring him for me."

Bane agreed.

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"Bruce, have you really made a decision?" Lucius Fox is the president and technical director of Wayne Group. He is Batman's queen scientist, one of the most trusted people, and one of the few people who knows Batman's true identity. people.

"A fully sealed tempered glass jar, once it is closed, it will never be opened again. It is completely sealed inside, sealed in multiple layers, so that even a little gas will not flow out?"

Lucius repeatedly confirmed his request to Chen Tao: "It is equipped with a high-tech device that can turn a living person into a quark-level device, enough to kill a person in an instant and prevent any possibility of resurrection?"

The scientist couldn't help complaining in his heart.Who can be resurrected after being beaten into quark-level particles?

And what do you think quarks are, the ice cream you bought downstairs?Or what new browser?

So he could only scratch his head with a headache: "The quark level is impossible, but there is no problem in directly killing the person in the glass coffin, the only problem is."

"Bruce, are you really ready to murder someone?"

(End of this chapter)