Chapter 139: The Pioneer Eight Years Ago
Wayne's Restaurant.
This is one of the most prestigious restaurants in Gotham, known for its elegant setting and exquisite cuisine.
The sound insulation of the box is good, and the piano and violin can be greatly isolated by simply closing the windows.
Unless there's something to talk about, who would say no to this great music?
In the third box on the second floor, a man with light white hair sits at a round table with a napkin.
He had some steak and pasta in front of him, about two or three servings.
There were four bodyguards in suits and leather shoes standing in the room, and there was only one person dining.
The window opened two fingers' width apart, and the beautiful music overflowed like a stream.
The man holds a knife and fork and shakes to the rhythm, like a conductor playing the game.
At the end of the song, he forked the last small piece of steak on the plate into his mouth and let out a satisfied grunt.
His name is Camian? Falcone, the biggest gang leader in Gotham City.
Eight years ago, a stinky boy who came out of nowhere completely ruined it all.
This man is very powerful, and none of the waves of killers sent have returned.
This man is also very rich, and he has openly offered bounties on several TV stations in Gotham and played a game.
A broken game that draws a lot of scolding from Falcone as soon as it's brought up.
But anyone who can provide conclusive evidence of the crime in the middle of the gang can get a huge sum of money to start a new life.
During that period of time, whether it was Falcone, Maroni and other gang leaders, due to the backlash of accountant Liu, the black money accumulated over the years was wasted, and they were also imprisoned.
Because of the number of charges against them, they used all the connections at their disposal to get bail.
When they returned to Gotham, the daylilies were cold.
The foundations of the gangster population have been greatly shaken, and the remnants of the insiders are rife with suspicion and distrust.
Plus Batman, the annoying guy who went crazy all night arresting after that incident, plus Harvey? Dante's gang of prosecutors and strips, once glorious gangsters, have become a plate of scattered sand.
It's scattered, it's all scattered, and you can't get together when you pee.
The docks, which are the largest source of the gangster's bottom population, and the foul harbor, are the richest man in Gotham City, Bruce? Wayne vigorously develops, does foreign trade and transportation business.
Municipal construction has also advanced by leaps and bounds in the past eight years. medicine the same.
In addition to government taxes, almost every project has the shadow of Wayne Enterprise support.
Employment opportunities have greatly increased, people have more choices in work, and the average minimum wage in the city is getting higher and higher with the construction of the city.
Whether you have brains or not, have strength or not, you have to go to find a job.
With the same treatment, who would want to do the job of pinning their head to the waistband of their pants?
There is a large loss of low-level personnel in the gang, and middle-level personnel have been arrested on a large scale, and it will take a lot of financial and material resources to re-train the middle-level personnel.
Without the involvement of the middle level of the gang, some shady black businesses can only be facilitated by increasing their remuneration.
If you can increase your pay, it means that your profits will be lower.
In the past, nineteen opened, and those who did things took one, and the remaining ninety percent of the gang was digested internally.
Now that the price of four or six is so kind, some people are beginning to dislike it.
What kind of world?
Only those wastes who have bad brains, are unwilling to contribute, and want to make a lot of money, stay in the gang all day long.
Every time he saw the trash, Falcone got angry and wanted to kick their ass.
Of course, that's what he did.
I don't know when the gangsters have become synonymous with 'waste shelters' in the mouths of the people of Gotham.
Maroney and Francis, among others, turned to real estate and other industries under intense environmental pressure.
I've heard that some of them are not bad, but they are not as beautiful as before.
The world is unfair, the world is unfair!
All of this comes from that Asian stinky boy eight years ago.
A vigilante who calls himself 'Iceman'.
Thankfully, the damn guy is dead.
Or rather, it should be dead.
FRANCIS HIRED A MADMAN NICKNAMED JOKER, WHO WAS RUMORED TO BE PERVERSE AND RUTHLESS.
ALTHOUGH HE OFTEN MADE STUPID THINGS TO SHOOT HIMSELF IN THE FOOT, HIRING JOKER WAS THE BEST DECISION HE MADE IN HIS LIFE.
JOKER MADE A BIG FUSS, BUT IT SEEMED TO BE PUT ON THE TABLE, AND THIS CRAZY MAN WHO PLAYED HIS CARDS OUT OF COMMON SENSE WAS EVENTUALLY ARRESTED BY THE POLICE.
It's just that the iceman also disappeared at the same time, and his life and death are unknown.
Since then, he has disappeared from the world, and there has been no trace of him.
Falcone had sent someone into the prison to find out the inside scoop on whether the Iceman had survived.
BUT THESE DAMN COPS WERE ON GUARD AND KEPT JOKER IN SOLITARY CONFINEMENT SOMEWHERE, NOT TO BE SENT TO ARKHAM SANATORIUM.
The police's attempt to cover up the death of the iceman has been further implemented.
In addition, he did not appear on the follow-up TV show, and no one knew where he went, which basically confirmed the death.
Eight years ago, at that juncture, the death of a messenger representing justice would have an immeasurable impact.
The police deliberately concealed it, which was reasonable.
Falcone had also suspected that the Iceman was still alive.
It's just that after so many years, why hasn't there been any news of him at all?
Pulling the napkin and wiping his mouth, Falcone picked up a plate of steak in front of him and pushed it aside.
The thick sauce mixed with the heat makes it look very tempting.
He picked up his glass and took a gentle sip of red wine.
The color TV is playing.
The TV host looked at the camera and smiled: "Tomorrow, it will be the eighth anniversary of the Iceman......
Falcone was a little annoyed, his eyes flashed with a cold color, and he muttered, "It's off." ”
"Yes." His subordinates knew that this touched his head, and hurriedly turned off the TV.
The Iceman has been missing for eight years, and although there is no evidence of his life or death, everyone assumes that he is dead.
Some Gotham people have also spontaneously created this 'Iceman Day', which is getting bigger and bigger every year.
Even Bruce, the richest man in Gotham City? Wayne, in his second year, built a bronze statue of the Iceman.
He is also called a pioneer of New Gotham.
Fuck you!
The room was pushed open, and a young man in a suit and carrying a suitcase walked in.
Perhaps he didn't show his weapon on the surface, and the bodyguards present just surrounded him, and there was no other movement.
"Hello, is this Mr. Falcone?" The young man put his suitcase on the table and sat down in a chair.
When he saw the untouched steak and pasta on the table, he picked up a fork and started eating: "It just so happens that I'm a little hungry too." ”
Falcone furrowed his brows, and all four bodyguards pulled out their pistols at the same time.
Click~
A series of bullets rang out, and the black body of the gun almost stabbed the young man in the head.
"Who are you?" Seeing that the young man was a little familiar, Falcone's eyes narrowed, and he said viciously: "You should know that rudeness comes at a price!" ”
Staring at the visitor's face, the sneer that appeared on the corner of Falcone's mouth gradually froze.
Two seconds later, he squeezed out a sentence: "Turn on the TV." ”
Hearing the order, one of his subordinates carried it out.
The TV screen is introducing the Iceman Memorial Day.
The camera shoots to the bronze statue of the Iceman, and many Gotham citizens light candles, as if praying for blessings.
"You know what?" Chen Hao ignored the pistol against his head, took a sip of pasta, wiped his mouth, and looked ahead: "Seeing someone lighting a candle under his bronze statue is a terrible feeling, it's like being dripping wax." ”
Falcone's whole body froze.
He...... He's an Iceman!