"You're a fool, bitch."

Leon whistled, leaned against the door and said with a smile, "Repeat, you're a goddamn fool, fuck." ”

His words were crude and inferior, his tone was cold and stiff, and his eyes did not carry a trace of warmth, reminiscent of a blizzard day, a steel statue on an endless white field, and the chill that penetrated his heart could freeze and shatter the long river.

The rain is still falling, and the thunder does not shake the ants on the ground.

Richard groaned and barely got up from the ground, his arm broken and twisted, his pale arm ulna piercing the skin covered with thick body hair, bare and dripping with blood.

"There's still a little time before dawn, and we can have a good talk." Leon put his pistol back into his pouch and sat down in a chair as if he were the owner of the manor.

"Mr. Batman, can you tell me that you were to Auschwitz in 1942?"

"What?" The Dark Knight was obviously a little unable to keep up with Leon's thinking, "No. ”

"Have you ever been to Kigali, the capital of Rwanda, in 1994?"

“...... No. ”

"Okay, I'll change the question, have you been to Indonesia in 1998?"

The Dark Knight came to understand Leon's implications, and he remained reserved and silent, his broad shoulders hidden under his cloak.

"You see, our world is so ridiculous, our race is so brutal, and the killing and abusive nature is engraved in our genes and cannot be changed,"

Leon lifted the corpse of a gunman who had long been cold, lifted the corpse's blood-soaked messy hair with his latex-gloved fingertips, stared at the cloudy dilated pupils, and said, "Of course, in Christian terms that you may be more familiar with, this is the 'original sin' that everyone bears. ”

He let go of the corpse's skull, and gravity dragged it back to the ground.

Syllable.

Pools of foul blood set off waves, and circular ripples spread and contracted.

"Do you know what is the core of Shakespeare's opera? Mr. Batman? ”

“.... Revenge. ”

"Bravo," Leon saluted the Dark Knight with a Latin cheer, "vengeance, blood for blood, life for life!" The sins are revealed, the wicked are judged, and all have a happy ending, just like what I am doing now. ”

He lowered his arms, slashed off the head of the warm corpse with a sharp axe, threw it in the air and kicked it out like a ball, smashing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall.

Batman took a step forward, his cape stretched out like wings, "Judge them as a matter of the law, you are not qualified to step out of this line." ”

"Make no mistake about it, I approve of the law." Leon replied solemnly: "Law is the most solemn and sacred invention of mankind, it is a general, universal, and rigorous code of conduct, which provides patterns, standards, patterns, and directions for people's behavior, and I respect the law as much as I respect human nature and morality." ”

His words, combined with the bloodstained land, made Batman think he was saying some ridiculous black humor joke.

"I am not the kind of vigilante advocate who is ignorant and ignorant and talks about cruel nature as the truth of society," Leon said solemnly: "I have carefully studied most of the laws in the world, from the Code of Urnham, the founding monarch of the Third Dynasty of your in the Mesopotamian plain, more than 2,000 BC, to the French Civil Code adopted by the French Legislature in 1804 and compiled by Napoleon, and the legal provisions now in force in 199 countries and 27 regions around the world. I've read them all and memorized them all in my head. ”

This is not to trick Batman, Leon has spent a month in the Gotham City Library reading through the laws of various countries, and has searched the Internet for countless judgment cases to supplement his knowledge, and now he is confident that he can be admitted to any top law firm.

"You see, the law has the functions of explicit, corrective, preventive, etc., and it can maintain social order and protect the safety and interests of the masses of society." Leon pointed the axe of his axe at Richard, who was lying on the ground, and said, "But, as I said, Gotham is a puddle of mud, and people like Mr. Richard can't stay in the court for a few days before they are re-released, and the laws of the country are for the powerful and those who stand at the top of the ruling class." ”

"Not really." Batman snapped a few words out of his teeth: "The city is changing, and the arrival of Lincoln March will change the situation completely." ”

"Who knows?" Li Ang whistled absently, "Mr. Harvey Dante, a former special lawyer of the Gotham City District Court and a former prosecutor of the Gotham City District Court, can become a well-known 'two-faced man' after an accident, and people will always deteriorate on the way forward." ”

Without waiting for Batman to speak, Leon replied: "Tell you something very interesting, Mr. Batman, now I have a special ability to see ghosts, do you know what this Sapa Manor looks like in my sight?" ”

The Heavenly Demon God Slayer Technique worked quietly, and the aura of the Yin Evil attribute escaped out, staining the surroundings with a layer of foggy and foggy barriers.

As the stronghold of the Italian mafia family, no one knows how many innocent souls who have been murdered buried beneath the estate until now.

Leon's spiritual power directly awakened the fierce ghosts and resentful spirits that were haunting this place and refused to leave, allowing them to be seen by ordinary people who had no spiritual sense in a very short period of time.

From Batman's point of view, an ethereal humanoid mist suddenly emerged from under the wooden floor of Sapa Manor, emitting a gloomy cold light, and the originally spacious hall was now extremely crowded.

"Justin Jackson, a Gotham real estate developer, was shot and killed for refusing to sell his company to Richard Sapa and died on February 14, 1984, buried under a birch tree outside,"

"Dane Thompson, a young and promising journalist, died on December 31, 1999, when he infiltrated Sapa Manor at night in an attempt to uncover the truth about his fiancée's death, was strangled by his hands, and his body sank under Gotham Harbor in an oil drum."

"Martha Thompson, a beautiful young waitress working in a bar, was kidnapped by Antonio Sapa and his men one day in a drunken car — she was strangled to death in the car the next morning, and she died on December 23, 1999, Dane's fiancée."

"David Walker.....

"Lopez Lewis ......."

Leon read the names and causes of death of these ghosts, and with each paragraph he said, the ghosts stepped forward and surrounded Batman.

"Now, Mr. Dark Knight, please be like the fool of Robert Badandale (Professor of Law at the University of Paris, Our Lady, who advocated the abolition of the death penalty and published The Fight for the Abolition of the Death Penalty), give me, these poor people, a reason, a reason not to kill Richard Sapa."