In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 70: The genius is on the left, the madman is on the right (top)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

Bruce never imagined that there would be so many unexpected situations during his internship trip.

What troubled him the most was, of course, his professor of psychology, Schiller.

This professor doesn't seem to have just been in Gotham for a few months, but a local who was born and raised here. No, maybe most of the locals can't do this.

Schiller quickly figured out all the rules of the city at a speed that even Bruce was caught off guard, and based on this, he not only mastered them, but also became one of the best.

Bruce once heard Gordon say that Gotham is like a big quagmire, anyone who enters will slowly fall into this quagmire that is hard to extricate from.

But Schiller, a professor who claims to be an ordinary person, plunged into this quagmire in front of Bruce. I want to extricate myself.

He transformed himself into a rotten person who was worse than a rotten person seamlessly, from the staffing and geographical advantages of the gangsters, the protection fee standards of bars and restaurants, the odds of underground casinos, to the big ones. Contraband trading rules, arms delivery security, dangerous goods smuggling routes, there is nothing this professor can't do.

Falcone listened to the suggestions he gave and nodded repeatedly, and praised Schiller for this job by nature. If he had come to Gotham thirty years earlier, Rodriguez would have been a member of the Twelve Families.

This complicates Bruce's perception of Schiller.

You want to say that this professor is doing good deeds, but the methods he used can no longer be called disgraceful, they are simply complicit.

But if you want to say that he is doing evil, he is indeed using his own ability to constantly leverage the original situation in Gotham, and through some outrageous methods, the situation is changed in the direction he wants.

And from Bruce's point of view, this change does not seem to be in a bad direction, but rather a very strange and crumbling new order has been established.

Especially when Bruce received the news from Gordon that the crime rate in Gotham had dropped significantly in the past two weeks, he even felt absurd.

In this industry chain shaped by Schiller, the combat effectiveness of the police has been greatly strengthened, because they are in the same group as the Falcone family, the largest gang in Gotham.

Because the police chief is directly supported by Falcone, the godfather provided them with a large number of heavy weapons, and they also used the power of the godfather to deter others.

Now, wherever there is a gang fight, they can even arrive at the scene within 10 minutes, quickly suppress both parties, and then arrest them and throw them into a mental hospital.

Different from the past, the police are so enthusiastic about their work that they even have to grab the opportunity to go out to work now. As long as they can send an official member to the mental hospital, they can use all the expenses paid for his hospitalization Draw 2 points as your reward.

Gordon has been going crazy these days, even those ten thousand year paddling monsters are screaming to rush to the front line, fighting for justice and fighting gangsters.

Recently, this righteous police detective doesn't even know what justice is. It should be a good thing to fight gangsters so effectively, but he always feels that something is wrong.

However, this kind of action not only curbed the arrogance of the gangsters, but also improved the lives of the policemen, making them fall in love with this **** job.

Recently, Gordon was shocked to find that now, there are people working overtime in the entire police station! Are they controlled by some devil? !

Indeed, that is a devil named Greed, with a gun in his hand, and not panic in his heart. When you ask the gangsters to cease fire with a heavy machine gun with sufficient ammunition, you will feel that this job is nothing more than that, but When you do that and you get paid a lot of money, it's the best job in the world.

In the beginning, Falcone needed to send out his black gloves to provoke the relationship between certain gangsters and let them shoot.

But later, the anger was stirred up, "Hyena" and "Captain" joined forces to attack the "Stealer" two streets away, and the "Locomotive" on the edge of the Eastern District quickly joined the battle, Elizabeth Street Three of the Big Four wanted to help out. Maroney, who had just digested the corpse of the Red Crow Gang, had a good fight in the chaotic battle, and the entire East District was in chaos.

Originally, a lot of people died in the fighting between the gangsters. When the fight was in full swing, the police rushed into the battlefield with heavy machine guns and bazookas. The gangsters were stupid. Are we the gangsters or you are the gangsters ? How can there be a policeman who uses rocket launchers to enforce the law? !

Just like that, I became angry and killed a group of people, and was arrested by the police again. The most powerful gangsters in the East District were all severely injured, and none of them dared to jump out, and hid in their own I went home to lick my wounds.

The field team led by Gordon became famous in the first battle. The whole Gotham knows the violent tactics of these policemen. The armed pickup truck stepped on the gas pedal and entered the field directly. , advance all the way, and finally wash the ground with grenades.

The most capable gangsters in the Eastern District are all gone, so how can the rest dare to say anything?

Although this is more for Falcone's face, after all, the old godfather is willing to fully support the police, and he has all the reason and force. The tiger beard of the old godfather, who was willing to pay the price, was severely beaten by this sudden punch, and Gotham was so strangely quiet.

All of this is because of a flash of inspiration one morning by an ordinary professor.

Bruce thought, this professor has become the black sheep of a group of black sheep, who regard him as a companion, but the enemy of the enemy has become a good friend of justice.

Bruce really didn't know how to evaluate this behavior.

Of course, Batman is a genius. After the initial struggle, he felt that he had discovered a new possibility in Schiller's behavior.

Originally, he always thought that to fight criminals should be fast and ruthless, and to kill chickens should be done with a sledgehammer. It is best to root out the evil forces so that they can never revive.

But Schiller did not use this method. Whenever he attacked a faction, not only did he not cut the weeds, but at some point, he even fertilized the faction he had previously attacked, so that the original The poisonous seedlings that had been cut off grew vigorously again. Then use them as wedges to dismantle another complex clump of vines.

After Bruce saw these behaviors, he asked Schiller that question again, and Bruce said, "Are you really just an ordinary person? Or is there some unknown special power that can do this?" All this?"

Schiller sat on the seat in the office. He turned the ballpoint pen in his hand, then tapped the tabletop, motioned Bruce to sit down, and said, "I tell you that I am an ordinary person, and the point of this answer is not It's not about whether I have mastered some magical powers that ordinary people don't have."

"But, I want to tell you that the most amazing power of human beings is their thinking brain."

Schiller stood up and walked to the window. The attending physician's white coat was on him, making him look even taller. Compared with the stern-looking professor at school, Schiller in the image of a doctor is calmer and gentler.

He said: "The answer to this question is not whether I am really an ordinary person, but that, as I once warned you, your advanced armor and those expensive equipment cannot make you Become the real Batman."

"Because the answers to the questions that bother you are not in these external objects."

"And in our brains that any normal person has."

"Actually, as long as you calm down and think about it, you will know that complete violence cannot achieve any of the conditions you want. Whether it is revenge or saving the city, this is destined to be a dead end."

Schiller lowered his head and fiddled with the ballpoint pen with both hands, and then said: "Actually, the road you chose is itself a dead end, but if you don't want to die, you have to find a way out of countless dead ends."

"I just showed you one of the ways, but not all, not..."

Bruce said: "Isn't that enough? Force, wisdom and firmness, isn't it enough?"

Schiller said: "And Gotham."

"...When will I learn Gotham?"

"Maybe when you die."

Before Bruce could speak, Schiller said: "Gotham is a book that can never be read."

"I'm just a professor. What I have to do is just like what I do in class. I have drawn the key points for you, and you have to write the test paper yourself."

Bruce said: "Is the point about tactics and checks and balances? Or, is it the power of wisdom? Is it thinking and foresight?"

"No, it's just like I do in class—the whole book is on point."

Bruce was speechless, he didn't know whether Schiller was mocking him for not attending the class, or hinting at something.

But Schiller's answer made him think about a problem.

If using violence to stop the crimes in this city of sin is bound to be whimsical, if Batman has the force and financial resources to fill this quagmire to the ground with this simple and crude method~IndoMTL.com~ then perhaps, Sheer violence aside, it would be better to use his other specialty, intelligence, to run it all behind the scenes.

In this city full of countless violence, it is just that violence cannot solve all problems. Powerful force is only his stepping stone, but by no means everything.

When he opened the door with strong financial resources and equipment, he met Schiller, a teacher, and what Schiller showed Batman was a brand new Gotham.

A Gotham that puts aside the violence, bloodshed and fierce conflicts on the surface, and is filled with countless fogs and countless intricate relationships.

When Batman followed the veins inside the huge canopy to the deep roots under the ground, when he slid down the iceberg's ravine from that corner to the icy sea, he finally saw Gotham true face.

This is a new world, Batman thought.

But for him, it is not a setback or a blow, but a shot of stimulant.

His brain has never worked so fast like it does today, and he never thought he had the ability to accept and sort out these complicated relationships so quickly until he could keep up with Schiller's every move .

This kind of pleasure of gradually digging out a huge root system along the small veins fascinated Batman, and he experienced a stronger excitement and joy than beating criminals with his fists.

Bruce thought, perhaps, this is the correct answer.

Perhaps, he is such a person, excited like a lunatic in the face of this complex problem that may make any ordinary person feel extremely desperate.

This is him, this is the bat.

A bat that is paranoid, pursues morbid spiritual pleasure, and is crazier than a mental patient.