"Department of Applied Sciences!"

Bruce repeated softly, then commanded.

"Ah Fu, I need you to go to the Department of Applied Science and help me get these things, I need them very much!"

"That's impossible!" Alfred quickly shook his head: "The current Wayne Group is different from the past, although I keep your shares, but I can only keep them, I can't hold them, I'm not even a shareholder, I can't participate in a corporate department like the Department of Applied Science, not to mention, Mr. Earle, the current president of Wayne Group, is planning to list the Wayne Group, and he also wants to sell the large shares you held during your lifetime, after all, it's worth a lot of money!"

"Wait!" Bruce quickly interrupted Alfred, "If I'm not mistaken, what you just said is, what I was talking about?"

"Master, with all due respect, I really can't explain the reason why you disappeared for seven years, after all, I only know that you are gone, but I don't know when you will return, the board of directors has put a lot of pressure on me, I can only watch Mr. Earl announce your death!"

Bruce frowned depressedly, and he said softly: "I'm so glad I entrusted everything to you when I was a child, otherwise, I'm afraid I would have nothing left now!"

"That's right!" Alfred nodded pleasantly, "You're a poor bastard now, I can lend you my Rolls-Royce if you need it, but remember to refuel when you're done!"

After Alfred finished speaking, the three of them laughed together, and when their laughter stopped, they returned to seriousness.

"I want to think of a better reason for resurrection, I believe that when I reappear, the Thunder in the shadows will definitely notice me and try to use me, teacher, I hope you can monitor all the signs and signs of demonic activity in Gotham at all times, I want to be a bird to startle the snake!"

Bruce said solemnly, and as soon as he finished speaking, Dante dragged him to the training ground.

"You also have to have a strong strength to fight the grass and scare the snake, your current level is not enough to alarm the snake in the grass, now you must master the fighting technique and stealth as soon as possible, the potency of my blood will disappear tomorrow, from now until eight o'clock tomorrow night, I will beat and torture you endlessly, so that you can become stronger as quickly as possible, Alfred, I think you should go up, you may not be able to bear to watch the next picture!"

As soon as Dante finished speaking, Alfred sped away, and as he went, he said, "Even if I am not there, I will not want to sleep tonight!"

With Alfred gone, only the sound of fists and muscles colliding in the underground cavern, and Bruce's muffled snort, if anyone could see all this from a distance, then he must be able to see a pair of painful but fearless eyes, which were the eyes of Dante to admire, the eyes of warriors, the eyes of Bruce Wayne!

Turning the page just now, it is a sunny day, Gotham's day and night look distinct, Gotham during the day, at least the rich area is still very prosperous and orderly, especially near the Gotham Police Station and the prosecutor's office.

Today's prosecutor's office does not have any major cases to try, but for prosecutors with justice in their hearts, every case is a big and important case, especially for our famous beautiful prosecutor Rachel.

Today's prosecutor's office is hearing the proposal of the murderer Sasse to apply for probation to Arkham Asylum, which has never been a good place, and there are too many super criminals in Gotham who have come out of Arkham, and there are often riots and a series of horrific events in Arkham Asylum.

It's just that half a year ago, Arkham came to a new dean, he is also an excellent psychiatrist, he just arrived in Arkham, he cleared most of Arkham's shortcomings, in the past six months, Arkham actually did not have a little problem, which made Rachel admire Arkham very much.

But recently, Dean Klein seems to have had some problems, and in just two weeks, Dean Klein has released two of Falcony's sinners from prison to Arkham, which is not like Klein's behavior!

Rachel looked at the handsome young man, and not far away the bespectacled one was Klein, who was pleading.

"Your Excellency, I don't think Sasse's mental condition is suitable for prison, he has serious violent tendencies and psychological problems, which will allow him to hurt himself and those around him, prison is far from achieving the purpose of treating him, therefore, I hope he can come to Arkham to receive my full treatment!"

Klein is very young and handsome, the smile on the corner of his mouth is very warm, and the glasses on his face add a lot of bookish air to him, Rachel used to appreciate him, but now, Rachel only looks at him with puzzlement and anger.

Because of Dr. Klein's good reputation, or because of the wealth of Falcony, the biggest mob boss in Gotham, the Attorney General quickly announced the approval of Dr. Klein's proposal, so that the murderer Sasse, who had just been in prison for less than ten days, was given a chance to leave the prison!

At the end of the trial, Klein got up and left with a smile, carrying his beautiful file bag and walking confidently towards the prosecutor's office, but he stopped, and he heard Rachel's shout.

"Dr. Klein!" Rachel ran behind Klein anxiously and angrily, watching Klein turn around, Rachel had to admit that the confident smile on Klein's face was really charming, but the more confident Klein was, the more puzzled Rachel became: "Do you think criminals like Sasse shouldn't go to jail?"

Hearing Rachel's words, Klein gently pushed his eyes, he smiled shyly at first, and then explained: "Miss Dawes, I do think so, Klein does have mental problems, didn't I just testify in the trial!"

"Doctor Klein!" Rachel looked at the gentle Klein with hatred, no matter how good his voice was, it couldn't stop Rachel's determination: "What the hell is wrong with you this month, you diagnosed Falconi's men as insane three times in a row and transferred them to your mental hospital, can you explain all this!"

Rachel Dawes's words were full of determination, and this determination made Klein smile even sweeter: "I'm glad you realize this, as you said, organized crime is always easier to attract the attention of the mentally ill, and in the future, I will better analyze their state of mind and continue to find ways to treat them!"

"You're pampering them!" Rachel whispered angrily.

Klein suddenly became serious, he put his right hand on Rachel's shoulder, and said in an extremely gentle and sunny tone: " Rachel, can I call you that, maybe you think I'm pampering them, but only I know I'm helping them, you should remember what Arkham was like, but after I arrived in Gotham, I solved most of the problems of the mentally ill with scientific and reasonable treatment plans, and now Arkham is like a nursing home, and the prisoners and patients have all found a new purpose in life!"

Klein held his eyes with his left hand and looked at Rachel with a look of bravery and sanctity.

"Trust me, Rachel, I'm just saving more people in my way, I believe that no bad person is born, all they need is more reasonable persuasion and treatment than ever before, and I can give them it all!"

After Klein finished speaking, he had already seen a little emotion in Rachel's eyes, he knew psychology well, and he knew that he had succeeded.

Sure enough, Rachel nodded blankly, and after reaching out and gently brushing the hair on her sideburns, Rachel whispered, "Okay, it's my fault, but I really don't want to hear about these prisoners escaping or continuing to commit crimes in the future!"

"You won't hear that, Rachel, I appreciate a righteous and beautiful girl like you, and I certainly won't let you down!" Klein said as he gently hugged Rachel, who accepted the kind hug with a red face, and then ran to her partner in a panic.

Her partner is Carl Fincher, a mature middle-aged man, a reliable man.

Carl saw Rachel in an instant, he reached out and grabbed Rachel's sleeve, and looked vigilantly at Klein not far away, he knew that the new Dean Arkham was a very capable person, but the more he did, the more nervous he became.

"What just happened, Rachel, would you mind sharing it with me?" Karl asked softly, but his voice was actually heard by Klein.

"Mr. Finch!" Klein bowed lightly in this direction as he explained, "I was just explaining to Miss Rachel about the case, and I hope I didn't cause you any trouble!"

After Klein finished speaking, he turned and walked away gracefully.

Carl Vinci waited for him to walk away completely, and leaned into Rachel's ear to ask.

"What were you just doing, Falconi bought most of the people in the city for this matter, you can't interfere anymore!"

"Why do you say that!" Rachel looked at Finch in shock, "Are you starting to be afraid of Falconi too?"

"I'm not afraid of him, I want to catch him more than you do, but I want to protect you more than I want to catch him!" Finch said affectionately, he had always liked Rachel, the girl, "You should stay away from Klein, he has obviously been bought by Falconi." ”

"Whether Dr. Klein has been bribed or not is still unknown, I will continue to investigate!" Rachel was a little disliked by Finch's methods, in her opinion, Finch was just diverting her attention, she knew that Finch liked her, but he could not accept Finch's malicious suspicion of an elegant and good doctor.

Rachel thought about it and planned to leave, the current Finch was irrational in her eyes, but looking at the pity in Finch's eyes, Rachel was a little reluctant.

So, Rachel gently probed and kissed Finch on the cheek, she knew how much this man loved her, but they were over.

Not far away, a young man in a jacket was watching all this thoughtfully, this man looked so ordinary that no one who passed by noticed him.

No one knew that the man had headphones in his ears, and that Dante's words were echoing in his headphones.

"Bruce, I'm glad you've mastered the way of assassination in such a short period of time, maybe you were born to do it!"

Bruce didn't answer, maybe he would be in a better mood at another time.

Dante is taking a horse step in the Batcave, and as he does so, he looks at the surveillance screen on the computer screen in front of him, and Bruce is in the center of the picture.

"Hey, are you listening, Bruce, how about being able to walk the streets without a sense of presence, never worrying about being discovered?

"Alright!" Bruce finally replied to Dante's words, "I brought it all on myself, it's been too long!"

"What?" Dante listened to Bruce in confusion as he cut off contact, and he continued to exercise noncommittally, unaware that Bruce had lost one of his most important things in a moment.

"It's been seven years, and only now did I realize how long seven years is!"

Bruce walks down the street, no one notices him, he looks like a moving ghost, so no one can see his ghostly dead and calm heart.

"Rachel!"

He said softly, and then he left.