Vol 2 Chapter 72: Welcome to Gotham

At night, on the rooftop of the Nasino City Police Department building, Dick wrapped in a black coat stood there, and the wind blew his coat hunting. It is now the end of November. Because of the location, snow has not yet ushered in the city of Nasino, but the temperature has dropped to seven or eight degrees. With the cold wind whispering, at this time, all the people who can stand in the tall buildings and watch the night view are talents.
But Dick is not in this rank. He is just an ordinary person who can get sick and bleed. As a mortal hero, he pays more attention to his physical fitness. It was just that Ke Wen called him to meet him on the rooftop on the phone, and he couldn't even bring his combat uniform with him. Feeling the cold wind hitting his face, Dick was also breathing in his hands, waiting anxiously. At this time, his girlfriend Claire was estimated to have made dinner at home, and he waited for him to eat back, and Ke Wen’s The figure was slow to see.
"Damn, I won't be pigeons anymore." Dick said a little bit unpleasantly. He was always only for his own pigeons. How did he get his turn this time.
"Sorry, sorry, it's late, this ghost weather is so cold, let's have a cup of Youlemei~" A slightly apologetic voice sounded from Dick's head. This time, Ke Wen did not use the dragging dragon riding form. Instead, he used a belt, switched to a fiery ace, drove a flying locomotive to appear on top of Dick's head, and held two glasses of soaked Uromi in his two trembling hands.
Uh, Dick was a little stunned by the image of Ke Wen. He wore a coat and didn’t shake it into Ke Wen. What’s more important is that you still wear armor and still have heating attributes. What’s the matter with you shaking like this? Oh! In my heart, I vomited wildly, but my body still took the milk tea delivered by Ke Wen honestly, and the two leaned against the railing and drank.
"Man, seriously, you are wearing armor, don't you make such a trembling tooth sound? I feel cold when I hear it." Dick, a bit of hot milk tea, couldn't stand it because of the cold wind. He also slowed down, and after taking off his head armor, Ke Wen was still fighting there, leaving him speechless.
"I don’t want it, but the armor that killed this day belongs to biological skin, okay, it’s connected to my skin. I can feel the touch of every inch of skin that cold wind blows on me, even if I know how to treat me. It doesn't matter, but I just feel cold!" Some voices shuddered and explained that Ke Wen once again filled himself with a sip of milk tea to warm his stomach. Southerners rely on shaking for the winter. As a traverser, Ke Wen said he is still not used to this Weather.
"Okay, you refreshed my knowledge again, but why did you want to contact me so late?" Dick shrugged helplessly and asked curiously after listening to Ke Wen's explanation.
"About this, I received an acceptance letter from Gotham University this morning."
The gruesome tone made the listening Dick move his mouth in a far-fetched way. His old father was really able to play. Sure enough, he bought a school to arrange his partner.
"So you plan to join Batman as an outsider squad?"
"Do I have to choose? Even the school has arranged for me, what else can I say, but since we are the first to be recruited by an outsider squad, I think we have to have some power, otherwise I always feel this The loss is a bit big."
"What do you want to do?" Dick listened to Ke Wen's tone, inexplicably alert.
"Since it's our own, we have to pick the players ourselves, we can't let Batman alone be the last one~"
"and so?"
"Dick, how long has it been since we arrived at Mian?"
Dick:? ? ?
Gotham, Wayne Manor, Batman who routinely completed the daily crime fighting mission in Gotham drove a bat car into the underground bat cave, and Alfred, who was already prepared at the bat cave, also made dinner , Waiting for Batman there.
"Good evening, Master Bruce, how about the patrol today." This is the habit that Alfred has developed. Every time Batman comes back, he needs to ask.
Because Batman's answer will determine whether he needs to do some preparations, although such preparations are rare.
"Not very good, Alfred. This month's crime lane is too quiet. The red hood did clean up all the gangs in crime lane. Even though they are still active now, they are only belonging to the gang. Active in the sphere of influence, without affecting the surrounding residents."
After coming out of the Batmobile, Batman, who didn't even pick up his mask, walked directly to his supercomputer and began to locate according to the area he patrolled today. He wanted to determine the current sphere of influence of the new man named Red Hood.
Alfred had some doubts. As the closest person to Batman, basically he knew what Batman knew. And he also knows about this red hood. A newcomer who is rebuilding the gang order has the ability to kill a fully armed gang in a single-armed group, and more importantly, some criminal activities have been effective in the gang power he currently controls. Containment.
For example, selling drugs to minors, activities in the area near the campus, and human trafficking are basically extinct in the sphere of influence under his control. Although the method is a bit violent, in Alfred's opinion, at least the effect is significant, but his master does not seem to agree with the newcomer's approach.
"Excuse me, Master Bruce, this red hood seems to be doing a good thing for you?" Alfred still asked his own questions. Sometimes, he really didn't want Bruce to be so sharp.
In fact, when Bruce left Gotham, Alfred thought to stop him from coming back, because Gotham was his sadness, and the people who stayed here had only despair.
"No, Alfred, he's driving those gangsters to the end." Batman replied without looking back. "He let those gangsters take their hands back, but you forgot, these gangsters themselves rely on these meals, okay for two days a day, for a long time, what these gangsters would do without financial income, because the red head The force of the hood, they did not dare to take risks, so if they want to be comfortable, there is only one way to shoot against other gangs, but I believe that he will never take the lives of these gangs in his heart. This is just for his brother. Tan's gangster's tool for destroying each other."
Batman reasonably analyzes that as a man living in this dark city, because of his childhood experience, he understands one thing. If you want to fight crime, you must first become the crime itself. Starting from leaving Gotham at the age of 15, Batman Bruce Wayne has been involved in gangs all over the world. He has done everything, although every time when he is about to succeed, he will directly call the anti-bones and let every crime succeed.
To be honest, every time you act like an anti-bone, Batman can still support the highest standard of training in the Assassin League, which is also surprising. After all, the hate of the gangster is the traitor, who is undercover. And Batman is more than a gangster traitor, the unsolvable protagonist halo.
But that's exactly how Batman understands what the new man with the red hood is doing. He wants to set off the battle of Gotham's underground world. Under the deterrent of the red hood, the gangs with no financial resources can only start against other gangs, and then the gang The counterattack, then it will roll like a snowball, and finally, even if the big gang leaders know the situation, they can't control it.
Alfred looked at his old man a little speechless. Who is the criminal in the end? It is enough that you know the way people work better than others. Alfred couldn't say anything about Batman's explanation. He had to put the prepared dinner in front of Batman, and he was ready to go upstairs. Halfway through, it was like thinking of something, and turned his head and said to Batman.
"Master Bruce, if you can't finish your work tonight, I suggest you take a break as soon as possible because you will have a meeting tomorrow."
"I remember there is no board to open tomorrow?"
"Oh, not Wayne Enterprises, Master Damian."
"Damian? What's wrong with him?" Batman's hand pounding on the keyboard, and his voice fluctuated somewhat. He was still concerned about his headache son.
"Well, he's fine, but he threw a few children into the trash can at school, the situation is a bit bad, and the guardian needs to discuss the education with the school in the past. In other words, Master Bruce, you are going to the parent meeting , I put you the clothes I will wear tomorrow in the room, remember to wear them."
After talking about this, Alfred left the bat cave, and ignored Batman who was still in a daze at the computer at this time. In Wayne Manor, Alfred inspected every corner of Wayne Manor, and finally fixed it in Bruce Wayne’s bedroom, with the old man Thomas Wayne, Mrs. Martha Wayne and the year still hanging on the bedside Portrait of a family of three young Bruce Wayne.
"In the end it's still empty," Alfred said with emotion. Alfred was closed and ready to go back to the room to rest, and the phone in his pocket rang. Seeing the number of the call, Alfred was a bit old. The face also smiled, and picked it up: "Good evening, Master Dick, why are you free to call me today, what's going on with your wind?" Alfred could hear the phone through the receiver. A whisper of hunting sounded, asked curiously.
"About this, I'll explain it later, I want to ask, is Damian at home?"
"Master Damian~EbookFREE.me~ has taken a rest, what's wrong?"
"Oh, it's okay. Ask me first. Please help me prepare two cups of hot tea and open the top door. I'm almost there.
Two cups of hot tea? Alfred was puzzled, and Dick had hung up the phone while he was about to continue his inquiry. Some shrugged helplessly, and the old man really couldn't be empty for a moment, so he went to prepare hot tea. At this time, at a position not far from Gotham, a flying locomotive was speeding towards Gotham. After confirming the first team member to be recruited in Nasino, Ke Wen directly took Dick to navigate The next way came towards the city of Gotham, the most influential city in the DC world.
"I'm fucking, this is Gotham?! This style of painting is completely wrong!" Ke Wen, who was about to approach Gotham, looked at the city with a rough outline in front of him and burst out a swearing.
In the night, Gotham's city was brightly lit, but there were always dark clouds over the city. With the Gothic buildings, Ke Wen felt like he was driving into the magic cave. And Dick, who was sitting behind Ke Wen, looked at it with some nostalgia before saying, "Yeah, this is Gotham, my home."
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