I'm the villain in Gotham
Chapter 174
Faced with such a sincere and burning feeling, Bruce couldn't speak. He stood up and hugged Eberister.
Erberist wanted to say something more to support his point, but was interrupted by Bruce's hug.He couldn't see Bruce's expression, and he didn't quite understand why he was showing his true feelings at the moment, but he still hugged him subconsciously, and patted him on the back gently.
"...It still doesn't work." Bruce buried half of his face on Erberister's shoulder, and his voice was a little muffled.
Erberist was surprised: "Huh?"
"I can't agree," Bruce lowered his eyes, and his voice sounded muffled through the fabric, "You have to go to Doctor Strange."
He couldn't bear to see Urberist in a nightmare again, and he couldn't forget that vision once he experienced it. Bruce couldn't imagine what it would be like to bear Urberister almost every day.Maybe he's numb, but Bruce can't just sit back and watch.
Erberist had always known that Bruce was stubborn at certain moments, and wasn't prepared to convince him with a sentence or two.After hearing Bruce's negation, he was not surprised, and continued to insist in a gentle voice: "Look, Bruce, I..."
"If you are really worried," Bruce interrupted him, and said in a deep voice as if he had made up his mind: "I can share the value of the biological monitor built into the bat suit with you, and you will see my heartbeat, body temperature ...and automatically send you my real-time location when something goes wrong with one of them."
Erberist was stunned.After a while, he lowered his voice, his voice was slightly hoarse: "...Are you asking me to watch you?"
"It's just the body," making this decision wasn't easy for Bruce, but... He let go of Urberister and stood up straight: "Alfred can see it in the Batcave, I just give myself Added insurance."
He looked at Erberister who was sitting on the chair, and turned his head slightly, as if to hide his rare embarrassment: "Now can you promise me?"
Erberist was still in shock and did not recover: "But...I mean, but, this is too..."
He didn't find a suitable adjective for a long time, but when he was racking his brains to think about how to express himself, he suddenly found Bruce's red ear tips.
Erberist immediately shut up.
He looked at Bruce for a while, then suddenly lowered his head: "...Thank you."
Bruce thinks there's a slight choke in his voice, but he's not sure if he's misheard.Bruce hesitated for a moment, and slowly knelt down in front of Erberist, looked up at his face from top to bottom, then stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the slightly red corners of his eyes with the pulp of his thumb.
Erberist put his hand on the back of his hand, and Bruce pressed his palm to his cheek.The warm temperature came along the side of his face, and Erberist looked at Bruce's still young face, and fused him with the middle-aged Batman's face in his memory, which had been introverted over the years.
After so many years, he once again felt that he was trusted. Bruce knew who he was, what kind of "thing" he was, knew that his nature was not kind, and knew that he was with him because of a master-servant contract. He is tied together.But he was still willing to trust him, maybe it wasn't much trust, it was just the beginning, but for Batman... Erberist thought, enough.
He was content with that.
……
Erberister packed some things, greeted the old butler, and then came to the New York Temple with Batman.
As soon as he stepped on the floor of the hall, Doctor Strange felt something, and the red levitating cloak fluttered behind him, bringing him slowly down in front of the two of them.He looked at Batman and said sarcastically, "I thought you only liked to drop by in the middle of the night."
Batman, who visited in the middle of the night yesterday, felt no guilt about it.
"Cough," Erberist interrupted their gaze, "I'm here, thank you for your trouble, Doctor."
Doctor Strange rolled his eyes at his obviously biased attitude, turned around and walked into the depths of the hall: "Come with me, I have prepared a room for you."
Batman originally wanted to follow to see it, but was stopped by the butler Wang standing aside.Wang said: "There are many... special things in there, I suggest you not go in."
Erberist turned his head and gave him a comforting smile. Batman was silent for a while, and did not choose to continue.
Doctor Strange took Erberist for a while in the sanctuary, and finally came to a door.He pulled away the cloak that was quietly raised to play with Erberister, and gestured for Erberister to enter: "I have drawn a magic circle on the ground." He explained some precautions, and then Said: "There is no bed for you in the temple, so you still use..."
Erberist was taking out the bed in Wayne Manor's bedroom from the space and putting it on the ground. Hearing this, he turned his head: "Well, what?"
Doctor Strange: "..."
Doctor Strange: "...nothing."
He drew a portal with his hands behind his back, and quietly threw all the pink Iron Man pillows on the ground into it, and then looked like nothing happened, with his usual expression: "Anyway, you'll stay here for the time, Magic Circle It's going to keep going and make sure nothing in your body comes out and bothers you."
After speaking, he remembered something, and added: "You will stay here for a long time, I hope you have enough ways to kill time."
Erberist recalled the monitor that Batman gave him before he left, and a sweet smile could not be suppressed on his face: "Of course."
Doctor Strange: "..."
He felt a toothache from seeing this smile, and didn't bother to speculate on the meaning behind it, so he decided to close the door, keeping his heart out of sight.
When he came back, Batman hadn't left yet, looked at him and asked, "How's the situation?"
"It's fine if you don't bother him." Doctor Strange said angrily, "Ordinary people don't have the opportunity to visit the temple, you should go."
"Before I go, let me finish the matter first." Batman was not angry with Doctor Strange's rush to rush people away, but nodded slightly to him, and said calmly: "I am very impressed by the Temple's selfless dedication over the years. , Wayne Enterprises is expanding the open field in the world, and I hope it can help..." He said a lot of official words with a blank face, and finally said: "I think the Nepalese monastery on the Bagmati River in India is a very good fit. location, if you intend to invest in this, how do you agree?"
The Buddhist monastery in Nepal is the place where the sanctuary trains mage apprentices. Doctor Strange was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned to look at Wang who was standing aside.
"Why are you staring at me?" Wang shrugged: "Be realistic, Strange, we need money, don't tell me you haven't asked for sponsorship before?"
"No," Doctor Strange quickly vetoed. He raised his nostrils and showed a proud expression of snorting: "I don't need to speak at all, there will be a lot of people rushing to give me money."
"I hope you understand that the past is the past, and the present is the present." Wang poured cold water on him: "Now there is a money-giver standing in front of us, do you want to accept it?"
Batman Giving Money: "..."
Doctor Strange: "..."
He snorted coldly, looked at Batman critically, and said coldly, "Deal."
After discussing the terms of the transaction—actually, there was almost no discussion. Most of the time, Wang was making comments, and Batman fully accepted it. Later, Doctor Strange couldn't see it anymore, coughed lightly, and ended the conversation.
Batman went out through the portal drawn by Doctor Strange on his front feet, and a notification sound came from the mobile phone under Doctor Strange's mage robe on his back feet, saying that the bank card had arrived.
They got together and counted the zeros behind the numbers, and looked at each other——
Doctor Strange: "Going to eat the deluxe supreme pizza?"
Wang: "Yes."
……
"Hey, you, yes, it's you!" The bar owner came to a yellow-haired man in a trench coat: "It's time to pay the bill, brother!"
The man was so drunk that he squinted his eyes and took out a few crumpled paper tickets from the inside pocket of the windbreaker for a long time before he took out: "Here."
The boss took it, unfolded it, looked at it, and said dissatisfiedly: "Are you kidding me? This is not even a tenth of it!"
The man clicked his tongue irritably, fumbled around in the windbreaker, and finally took out a pack of cigarettes under the boss's scrutinizing gaze, took one and put it in his mouth, and then went to look for a lighter.
The boss became impatient, and waved his hand to signal the two thugs to come over: "Do you have any money?"
The man lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.He seemed to have sobered up from the hangover, his chaotic eyes cleared up, and he grinned with an indifferent smile: "It doesn't seem to be enough, but we can take a gamble."
"Gambling?" The boss poked his waist and looked at him: "You don't have half a dime on you, what do you want to bet with me?"
"Just bet... this lighter?" The man said: "It's silver, and it can sell for some money. Bet with me. If you win, it's yours. If you lose, you can let me drink my fill here."
"No, no, I won't do this business, brother." The two thugs behind the boss began to gear up: "Either you call someone to deliver the money, or you go out naked."
"Oh." The man scratched his hair and said indifferently, "Then let me finish this glass?"
The boss looked gloomy and motioned for the thugs to do it.
At this time, a dark figure suddenly appeared, slammed a stack of banknotes on the table, looked down at the man sitting on the chair, and said coldly: "Follow me, Constantine."
Only then did Constantine's expression change, and he moaned in annoyance: "Oh, damn, bat...how did you find me?"
Batman didn't speak, just looked at him with narrowed eyes without saying a word.
He is tall, and just standing there is very oppressive.The bar owner took the money, and didn't want to care about the customers' business, so he quickly walked away with two thugs.
Constantine had no choice but to stand up: "Go to the back street?"
They walked out of the bar by the back door and turned into an alley.Konstantin's footsteps were shaky, and he leaned against the wall not long after he went out, no matter how dirty it was, and said lazily: "Tell me, bat, what's the matter for you to come to me this time?"
"A week ago, there was an earthquake in Los Angeles," Batman said.
Constantine said indifferently, "Yes, I did it."
Batman asked, "You went to such lengths to take Erberist's blood just to do this?"
"Almost." Constantine nodded, raised his hand and took down the cigarette.Contrary to Batman's expectations, he seems to be surprisingly talkative at this time, or maybe he just needs to find someone to talk to: "There is a bastard devil who has taken away my friend—a former friend, the soul of my daughter, and wants me to destroy it for him. His competitors, because he wants to create a hell on earth in Los Angeles, wine ponds and meat forests, probably understand it this way."
He took a puff on his cigarette and continued: "That bastard said that if I didn't do it, he would send that little girl's soul to hell, exactly like what he used to do..." There seems to be a past here, but Constance Ding didn't continue: "Anyway, since he wants to create a hell, I'll make it happen." He sneered: "I opened the gate of hell in Los Angeles, and the demons that came out of it tore that bastard apart. Before that, I It’s that simple to save that little girl.”
He said it was easy, but Batman believed it couldn't be that easy.He thought for a moment and pointed out his doubt: "You just said 'former friends'."
"Yes, it used to be, because it is no longer." Constantine said: "I said before, Bat, there is a price to use magic. He rescued his daughter, but the price is that he forgot about her and him." My wife doesn’t know me anymore.” The cigarette was extinguished, and Constantine lit another one, and the light from the lighter illuminated his face in the darkness.He laughed at himself: "To be honest, I think it's a good thing. It usually doesn't end well with me."
Batman's tense face softened a little. He looked at Constantine, who was looking up at the sky above his head: "Do you have anything else to ask? Speaking of which, I have to thank you, if you didn't come Send me money, and I'll go back in my underwear again."
...it sounds like this isn't the first time I've been on a booze debt.Batman was speechless for a while, and said, "In order to get Erberister's blood, you must first find Sabatino."
Batman was suspicious from the very beginning when he learned about this part of the plan from Silence. Constantine is a very extraordinary magician. For nothing, he couldn't even sound out the name—unless Constantine volunteered.
"Well, you guessed it?" Constantine glanced at him in surprise, and then looked away: "That's right, I found out that the old bastard was a puppet pushed by Erberist, but he was actually fighting with Others plan how to overthrow him, no matter what, it’s easier for me.”
"So he brought you to Silence."
"Oh, you mean that psycho with the bandaged head? What's his name?"
Batman ignored him and continued, "Silence thought Sabatino had found you, but it was you who delivered the door yourself—you need to find out about Erberist from him."
Afterwards, under the silent arrangement, Constantine agreed to help Batman find Erberist's weakness, and also got a sum of money by the way: "You asked me to show you that dagger, and then cast a spell on it , so that you can know exactly when it is stained with Erberist's blood." Batman paused, then changed the topic: "Your goal is accomplished here, but I don't understand why you want to ask the assassin The fact that the league leaked that Silent was taking advantage of them?"
Constantine froze for a moment: "How do you know?"
The corner of Batman's mouth seemed to bend upwards, and soon he became serious, and said in a deep voice: "A guess. He acts very cautiously in silence. He knows that provoking a giant like the League of Assassins is fatal, and he will definitely hide himself carefully." It's not easy for people to find out. But you are different, you have always taken an unusual path."
Constantine shrugged: "Well, you win, Bat."
Batman asked, "So why are you doing this?"
"Is it because I don't like him?" Constantine laughed, "Well... just kidding, actually I think he pays too little money."
Batman: "..."
For a moment, he didn't know whether Constantine was talking nonsense.
"As I said, there is a price to pay for everything you do." Constantine looked at Batman, finally showing the cynical smile that often appeared on his face: "I know you are a law-abiding bastard, but I guess—the law doesn't give him the death penalty."
Erberist wanted to say something more to support his point, but was interrupted by Bruce's hug.He couldn't see Bruce's expression, and he didn't quite understand why he was showing his true feelings at the moment, but he still hugged him subconsciously, and patted him on the back gently.
"...It still doesn't work." Bruce buried half of his face on Erberister's shoulder, and his voice was a little muffled.
Erberist was surprised: "Huh?"
"I can't agree," Bruce lowered his eyes, and his voice sounded muffled through the fabric, "You have to go to Doctor Strange."
He couldn't bear to see Urberist in a nightmare again, and he couldn't forget that vision once he experienced it. Bruce couldn't imagine what it would be like to bear Urberister almost every day.Maybe he's numb, but Bruce can't just sit back and watch.
Erberist had always known that Bruce was stubborn at certain moments, and wasn't prepared to convince him with a sentence or two.After hearing Bruce's negation, he was not surprised, and continued to insist in a gentle voice: "Look, Bruce, I..."
"If you are really worried," Bruce interrupted him, and said in a deep voice as if he had made up his mind: "I can share the value of the biological monitor built into the bat suit with you, and you will see my heartbeat, body temperature ...and automatically send you my real-time location when something goes wrong with one of them."
Erberist was stunned.After a while, he lowered his voice, his voice was slightly hoarse: "...Are you asking me to watch you?"
"It's just the body," making this decision wasn't easy for Bruce, but... He let go of Urberister and stood up straight: "Alfred can see it in the Batcave, I just give myself Added insurance."
He looked at Erberister who was sitting on the chair, and turned his head slightly, as if to hide his rare embarrassment: "Now can you promise me?"
Erberist was still in shock and did not recover: "But...I mean, but, this is too..."
He didn't find a suitable adjective for a long time, but when he was racking his brains to think about how to express himself, he suddenly found Bruce's red ear tips.
Erberist immediately shut up.
He looked at Bruce for a while, then suddenly lowered his head: "...Thank you."
Bruce thinks there's a slight choke in his voice, but he's not sure if he's misheard.Bruce hesitated for a moment, and slowly knelt down in front of Erberist, looked up at his face from top to bottom, then stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the slightly red corners of his eyes with the pulp of his thumb.
Erberist put his hand on the back of his hand, and Bruce pressed his palm to his cheek.The warm temperature came along the side of his face, and Erberist looked at Bruce's still young face, and fused him with the middle-aged Batman's face in his memory, which had been introverted over the years.
After so many years, he once again felt that he was trusted. Bruce knew who he was, what kind of "thing" he was, knew that his nature was not kind, and knew that he was with him because of a master-servant contract. He is tied together.But he was still willing to trust him, maybe it wasn't much trust, it was just the beginning, but for Batman... Erberist thought, enough.
He was content with that.
……
Erberister packed some things, greeted the old butler, and then came to the New York Temple with Batman.
As soon as he stepped on the floor of the hall, Doctor Strange felt something, and the red levitating cloak fluttered behind him, bringing him slowly down in front of the two of them.He looked at Batman and said sarcastically, "I thought you only liked to drop by in the middle of the night."
Batman, who visited in the middle of the night yesterday, felt no guilt about it.
"Cough," Erberist interrupted their gaze, "I'm here, thank you for your trouble, Doctor."
Doctor Strange rolled his eyes at his obviously biased attitude, turned around and walked into the depths of the hall: "Come with me, I have prepared a room for you."
Batman originally wanted to follow to see it, but was stopped by the butler Wang standing aside.Wang said: "There are many... special things in there, I suggest you not go in."
Erberist turned his head and gave him a comforting smile. Batman was silent for a while, and did not choose to continue.
Doctor Strange took Erberist for a while in the sanctuary, and finally came to a door.He pulled away the cloak that was quietly raised to play with Erberister, and gestured for Erberister to enter: "I have drawn a magic circle on the ground." He explained some precautions, and then Said: "There is no bed for you in the temple, so you still use..."
Erberist was taking out the bed in Wayne Manor's bedroom from the space and putting it on the ground. Hearing this, he turned his head: "Well, what?"
Doctor Strange: "..."
Doctor Strange: "...nothing."
He drew a portal with his hands behind his back, and quietly threw all the pink Iron Man pillows on the ground into it, and then looked like nothing happened, with his usual expression: "Anyway, you'll stay here for the time, Magic Circle It's going to keep going and make sure nothing in your body comes out and bothers you."
After speaking, he remembered something, and added: "You will stay here for a long time, I hope you have enough ways to kill time."
Erberist recalled the monitor that Batman gave him before he left, and a sweet smile could not be suppressed on his face: "Of course."
Doctor Strange: "..."
He felt a toothache from seeing this smile, and didn't bother to speculate on the meaning behind it, so he decided to close the door, keeping his heart out of sight.
When he came back, Batman hadn't left yet, looked at him and asked, "How's the situation?"
"It's fine if you don't bother him." Doctor Strange said angrily, "Ordinary people don't have the opportunity to visit the temple, you should go."
"Before I go, let me finish the matter first." Batman was not angry with Doctor Strange's rush to rush people away, but nodded slightly to him, and said calmly: "I am very impressed by the Temple's selfless dedication over the years. , Wayne Enterprises is expanding the open field in the world, and I hope it can help..." He said a lot of official words with a blank face, and finally said: "I think the Nepalese monastery on the Bagmati River in India is a very good fit. location, if you intend to invest in this, how do you agree?"
The Buddhist monastery in Nepal is the place where the sanctuary trains mage apprentices. Doctor Strange was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned to look at Wang who was standing aside.
"Why are you staring at me?" Wang shrugged: "Be realistic, Strange, we need money, don't tell me you haven't asked for sponsorship before?"
"No," Doctor Strange quickly vetoed. He raised his nostrils and showed a proud expression of snorting: "I don't need to speak at all, there will be a lot of people rushing to give me money."
"I hope you understand that the past is the past, and the present is the present." Wang poured cold water on him: "Now there is a money-giver standing in front of us, do you want to accept it?"
Batman Giving Money: "..."
Doctor Strange: "..."
He snorted coldly, looked at Batman critically, and said coldly, "Deal."
After discussing the terms of the transaction—actually, there was almost no discussion. Most of the time, Wang was making comments, and Batman fully accepted it. Later, Doctor Strange couldn't see it anymore, coughed lightly, and ended the conversation.
Batman went out through the portal drawn by Doctor Strange on his front feet, and a notification sound came from the mobile phone under Doctor Strange's mage robe on his back feet, saying that the bank card had arrived.
They got together and counted the zeros behind the numbers, and looked at each other——
Doctor Strange: "Going to eat the deluxe supreme pizza?"
Wang: "Yes."
……
"Hey, you, yes, it's you!" The bar owner came to a yellow-haired man in a trench coat: "It's time to pay the bill, brother!"
The man was so drunk that he squinted his eyes and took out a few crumpled paper tickets from the inside pocket of the windbreaker for a long time before he took out: "Here."
The boss took it, unfolded it, looked at it, and said dissatisfiedly: "Are you kidding me? This is not even a tenth of it!"
The man clicked his tongue irritably, fumbled around in the windbreaker, and finally took out a pack of cigarettes under the boss's scrutinizing gaze, took one and put it in his mouth, and then went to look for a lighter.
The boss became impatient, and waved his hand to signal the two thugs to come over: "Do you have any money?"
The man lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.He seemed to have sobered up from the hangover, his chaotic eyes cleared up, and he grinned with an indifferent smile: "It doesn't seem to be enough, but we can take a gamble."
"Gambling?" The boss poked his waist and looked at him: "You don't have half a dime on you, what do you want to bet with me?"
"Just bet... this lighter?" The man said: "It's silver, and it can sell for some money. Bet with me. If you win, it's yours. If you lose, you can let me drink my fill here."
"No, no, I won't do this business, brother." The two thugs behind the boss began to gear up: "Either you call someone to deliver the money, or you go out naked."
"Oh." The man scratched his hair and said indifferently, "Then let me finish this glass?"
The boss looked gloomy and motioned for the thugs to do it.
At this time, a dark figure suddenly appeared, slammed a stack of banknotes on the table, looked down at the man sitting on the chair, and said coldly: "Follow me, Constantine."
Only then did Constantine's expression change, and he moaned in annoyance: "Oh, damn, bat...how did you find me?"
Batman didn't speak, just looked at him with narrowed eyes without saying a word.
He is tall, and just standing there is very oppressive.The bar owner took the money, and didn't want to care about the customers' business, so he quickly walked away with two thugs.
Constantine had no choice but to stand up: "Go to the back street?"
They walked out of the bar by the back door and turned into an alley.Konstantin's footsteps were shaky, and he leaned against the wall not long after he went out, no matter how dirty it was, and said lazily: "Tell me, bat, what's the matter for you to come to me this time?"
"A week ago, there was an earthquake in Los Angeles," Batman said.
Constantine said indifferently, "Yes, I did it."
Batman asked, "You went to such lengths to take Erberist's blood just to do this?"
"Almost." Constantine nodded, raised his hand and took down the cigarette.Contrary to Batman's expectations, he seems to be surprisingly talkative at this time, or maybe he just needs to find someone to talk to: "There is a bastard devil who has taken away my friend—a former friend, the soul of my daughter, and wants me to destroy it for him. His competitors, because he wants to create a hell on earth in Los Angeles, wine ponds and meat forests, probably understand it this way."
He took a puff on his cigarette and continued: "That bastard said that if I didn't do it, he would send that little girl's soul to hell, exactly like what he used to do..." There seems to be a past here, but Constance Ding didn't continue: "Anyway, since he wants to create a hell, I'll make it happen." He sneered: "I opened the gate of hell in Los Angeles, and the demons that came out of it tore that bastard apart. Before that, I It’s that simple to save that little girl.”
He said it was easy, but Batman believed it couldn't be that easy.He thought for a moment and pointed out his doubt: "You just said 'former friends'."
"Yes, it used to be, because it is no longer." Constantine said: "I said before, Bat, there is a price to use magic. He rescued his daughter, but the price is that he forgot about her and him." My wife doesn’t know me anymore.” The cigarette was extinguished, and Constantine lit another one, and the light from the lighter illuminated his face in the darkness.He laughed at himself: "To be honest, I think it's a good thing. It usually doesn't end well with me."
Batman's tense face softened a little. He looked at Constantine, who was looking up at the sky above his head: "Do you have anything else to ask? Speaking of which, I have to thank you, if you didn't come Send me money, and I'll go back in my underwear again."
...it sounds like this isn't the first time I've been on a booze debt.Batman was speechless for a while, and said, "In order to get Erberister's blood, you must first find Sabatino."
Batman was suspicious from the very beginning when he learned about this part of the plan from Silence. Constantine is a very extraordinary magician. For nothing, he couldn't even sound out the name—unless Constantine volunteered.
"Well, you guessed it?" Constantine glanced at him in surprise, and then looked away: "That's right, I found out that the old bastard was a puppet pushed by Erberist, but he was actually fighting with Others plan how to overthrow him, no matter what, it’s easier for me.”
"So he brought you to Silence."
"Oh, you mean that psycho with the bandaged head? What's his name?"
Batman ignored him and continued, "Silence thought Sabatino had found you, but it was you who delivered the door yourself—you need to find out about Erberist from him."
Afterwards, under the silent arrangement, Constantine agreed to help Batman find Erberist's weakness, and also got a sum of money by the way: "You asked me to show you that dagger, and then cast a spell on it , so that you can know exactly when it is stained with Erberist's blood." Batman paused, then changed the topic: "Your goal is accomplished here, but I don't understand why you want to ask the assassin The fact that the league leaked that Silent was taking advantage of them?"
Constantine froze for a moment: "How do you know?"
The corner of Batman's mouth seemed to bend upwards, and soon he became serious, and said in a deep voice: "A guess. He acts very cautiously in silence. He knows that provoking a giant like the League of Assassins is fatal, and he will definitely hide himself carefully." It's not easy for people to find out. But you are different, you have always taken an unusual path."
Constantine shrugged: "Well, you win, Bat."
Batman asked, "So why are you doing this?"
"Is it because I don't like him?" Constantine laughed, "Well... just kidding, actually I think he pays too little money."
Batman: "..."
For a moment, he didn't know whether Constantine was talking nonsense.
"As I said, there is a price to pay for everything you do." Constantine looked at Batman, finally showing the cynical smile that often appeared on his face: "I know you are a law-abiding bastard, but I guess—the law doesn't give him the death penalty."
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