Can you retire today?

Tony looked at Bruce and nodded helplessly, "Yeah, you're right."

But then he changed his words again, "You take Gotham so seriously, but have you ever thought about the feelings of Alfred, your adopted children, and me?!"

Tony drank the wine that Bruce poured for him in one gulp, "Why are you so cold-blooded, you ran away from home without saying a word. What happened to me was reported in almost all the mainstream newspapers around the world, I don't believe you didn't see it, but you Why don't you come back?!"

"Now you're back, but for this damn Gotham! Damn it! Damn it!"

Bruce looked at Tony, who was out of control, feeling a little overwhelmed.

He wanted to explain one or two things, "I..."

"Shut up!" Tony put the wine glass heavily on the table, "I don't want to listen to you right now."

"You never see other people, and all of them together can't compare to the hopeless city of Gotham in your heart, right?!"

He picked up a bottle of wine from the bar, sat on the sofa and drank it.

Bruce looked at Tony, only to feel cold in his heart.He couldn't help asking himself, is what Tony just said true?The conclusions that can be drawn...

Bruce didn't drink, and in order to keep himself in shape, he almost never consumed alcohol.

He just watched Tony finish a bottle of wine, as if the other party came here not to persuade himself, but to drink.

After Tony finished drinking, he calmed down slightly, "Is it necessary to do it?"

Bruce sat aside, "It's the best way,"

"The best way?" Tony shook his head, "New York has the death penalty, but its crime rate is increasing year by year."

He didn't lie, after all, such things can be found, and the death penalty is like a double-edged sword.It deters criminals, and it can be exploited.In capitalist countries, the death penalty has little or no deterrent effect on the powerful upper class.The death penalty has even become a toy they play with in their hands, at their disposal.

"I know." Bruce looked into Tony's eyes, "Tony, I know."

Tony looked back at each other, and seeing Bruce's eyes revealing faith and desperateness, he suddenly realized that Bruce was actually a person very similar to himself in essence, they were also stubborn, serious, demanding perfection, and took more responsibilities ... If they hadn't met early, I'm afraid there would be sympathy between them, but they would never be so harmonious.

"..." Tony stopped his persuasion, and began to think about how to help him accomplish this impossible thing. "Do you have any specific plans?"

Bruce understood what Tony meant, he wanted to help himself.But he couldn't involve Tony in this dangerous thing, and he didn't want anyone in Gotham, not even Tony.

"I have," Bruce blinked, as if everything was under control, "Don't worry, I've won the support of most of Gotham's forces, and this matter is not as dangerous as you think. "

"Are you sure?" Tony heard the refusal and refusal in Bruce's words, "If..."

He wanted some reassurance from Bruce that God knew he didn't want to go to the funeral of anyone close to him anymore.

"If I fail," Bruce smiled, "I won't lose my life."

In fact, he had imagined what would happen if he really failed, and even made several plans. He didn't want to fail, but if he really failed, he also had to leave room for himself to strive for the next success.

"Really..." Tony picked up another bottle of wine, "You didn't lie to me, did you?!"

"..." Bruce was silent for a few seconds, "I didn't lie to you, regardless of success or failure, I will find you after the end."

Tony knew Bruce was telling himself that he was going to live, but...

"You don't want me involved, do you?" Tony said calmly.

"Bruce, why?"

Bruce pursed his lips, "Because this is Gotham."

The simple seven words have already said all the reasons.

Tony was silent for a while, and accepted this statement, because he understood the xenophobia of the city of Gotham, and he could also see Bruce's sense of territory.Bruce is sometimes like an ancient lord, and Gotham is his domain.Tony didn't stay long after leaving some self-defense weapons for Bruce, because now he didn't want to see Bruce's angry face.

Before leaving, he asked Bruce a question, "The Batman who appeared in Gotham..."

When Bruce heard this, his heart couldn't help hanging. He never doubted Tony's wisdom. If anyone can guess Batman's identity, Tony is definitely one of them.

"You funded it?" Tony said the obviously questionable sentence in a statement tone.

Bruce couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but he had an unnatural expression on his face because someone had discovered the secret.

Although Bruce didn't say anything, but looking at his expression, Tony knew the answer. He didn't say anything, got on his private jet and left Wayne Manor.

After Tony left, Alfred looked at Bruce's back, "Master, you..."

"Alph," Bruce said without turning his head, "do you want to give yourself a vacation?"

Alfred heard that Bruce wanted to leave himself temporarily, but he would not leave Gotham at this time, "Master, I think Master Dick needs me."

He didn't say that Bruce needed him, because it was useless, and his master would have countless reasons to refuse him.

But Bruce didn't give up his thoughts because of his statement, "Then take Dick out for a few days."

Alfred: "..."

"But if we leave at this time, isn't it too deliberate?" Alfred shook his head, "Master, no place is absolutely safe."

"But at least it's safer than Gotham." Bruce was a little uneasy, he always felt that something unexpected would happen.

Tony and Clark have the ability to protect themselves, so they don't have to worry about it for the time being, but Alfred and Dick are easily hurt, can they protect them?

Bruce wasn't sure.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence, he just doesn't dare to gamble because he can't afford to lose any of them.

Alfred could see Bruce's uneasiness, but he knew that although Bruce was strong and Batman was also strong, being strong didn't mean that Bruce didn't need company and support.Bruce has been carrying a heavy burden. He may not be able to help much, but at least he can be a companion.

Bruce knew that he couldn't persuade Alfred, so he could only make a comprehensive upgrade of the protection system around them.

In the past few days, Bruce's desire to "reinstate the death penalty" has almost been put on the table, but what is surprising is that he did not encounter a fatal attack or assassination.

Some of the people who were sent were just there to intimidate and frighten themselves.

During a night patrol, the long-lost bat light lit up over Gotham.

Since the Gotham Police Department received an order to arrest Batman, Gordon has almost never turned on the Bat Light, so Bruce's first reaction when he saw the light was on was whether this was a police trap.

But in case Gordon really had something to look for himself, he still went.

Upon arriving, standing there waiting for him was Gordon.

Bruce watched, no one else was around.

He came out of the shadows and walked up to Gordon, "What do you want from me?"

Gordon saw his "old friend" whom he hadn't seen for a long time appear, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief after being frightened.

He was really worried that Batman would not come, after all, the police had been arresting him all year.He wouldn't be contacting Batman at this time if it wasn't for something Bruce Wayne had messed up, because it wouldn't be good for either of them.

"Do you know Bruce Wayne?" Gordon asked with a sigh.

He thought of the little boy who lost his parents back then, and couldn't tell what kind of attitude he had towards him now.

Bruce was a little surprised to hear Gordon mention himself.

But after thinking about it, it is probably because of the restoration of the death penalty.

"I know." He said briefly, then looked at Gordon.

Gordon continued to ask helplessly, "Do you know anything about him?"

Bruce raised his eyebrows hidden under the mask, "Which side are you referring to?"

"His recent actions." Gordon couldn't help but rubbed the space between his brows.

According to his thinking, there are advantages and disadvantages to restoring the death penalty, but it is indeed what Gotham needs.

If Bruce Wayne is still the same as ten years ago, it does not refer to age, but the belief in his heart. If he is like the bright boy who had hope for Gotham ten years ago, Gordon will definitely trust him and support him. he.

But now Bruce Wayne, his words and deeds after returning to Gotham seem to tell his deep feelings for Gotham, but Gordon sometimes sees the shadow of the abyss on his smiling face. Having dealt with all kinds of criminals, even the ones in Gotham for a long time, he could tell that Bruce Wayne was no longer the man he used to be.

But whether the other party has become better or worse, he dare not be sure.

Bruce could feel Gordon's suspicion of Bruce Wayne. He didn't try to defend Bruce Wayne. When he returned to Gotham, he was ready to be suspected and disapproved by everyone.But when Gordon really expressed his distrust of himself, although Bruce thought he didn't care, he still felt a little uncomfortable.Regarding Gordon's question, he didn't go around the corner.

"Are you referring to his recent attempt to bring back the death penalty?"

Gordon nodded, "Yes."

Bruce looked at the bat light, "Don't you support the reintroduction of the death penalty?"

"I support it, but..." Gordon lowered his head.

"But you don't trust Bruce Wayne, do you?" Bruce said what he hadn't finished.

Gordon raised his head when he heard the words, "Is he trustworthy?" He seemed to be asking Batman, and he seemed to be asking himself.

Gotham has been in chaos for too long, so long that he doesn't want to let go of any possibility.Like Batman, like Bruce Wayne...

"You can trust him in the matter of restoring the death penalty." Bruce said calmly.

Gordon's eyes lit up, "Why?"

Bruce clenched his fist secretly, "Because I hold everything that can threaten him."

"Actually..." Before Gordon finished speaking, Batman had disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. "Actually, he might be a good boy..." Gordon murmured.

Bruce hid in the dark, and after listening to Gordon's words, he couldn't help curling the corners of his lips slightly.

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