Bruce never imagined that his internship trip would have so many unexpected situations.

The one who struggled him the most was, of course, his psychology professor Schiller.

It's as if the professor hasn't been in Gotham for a few months, but a native of Gotham, and no, maybe the vast majority of locals can't do that.

Schiller quickly figured out all the rules of the city with a speed that even Bruce was caught off guard, and on that basis, he not only understood it, but also became the best of it.

Bruce had heard Gordon say that Gotham was like a big quagmire, and anyone who came in would slowly fall into this quagmire from which they could not extricate themselves.

But Schiller, the professor who called himself an ordinary person, plunged headlong into this quagmire in front of Bruce, not only reacted quickly and acted quickly, jumped into the deepest part of the jump, and did not have the slightest intention of extricating himself.

He has transformed into a rotten person who is worse than a rotten person, down to the staffing and geographical advantages of gangsters, the standard of protection fees in bars and restaurants, the odds of underground casinos, to the rules of large-scale contraband trading, arms transportation security, and dangerous goods smuggling routes, there is no professor who will not know.

Falcone nodded his head at the suggestion, and praised Schiller for being born to do this, and if he had come to Gotham thirty years earlier, the twelve families would have had a seat for Rodriguez.

This complicates Bruce's perception of Schiller.

You want to say that this professor is doing good deeds, but the methods he uses can no longer be called dishonorable, and he is simply complicit.

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

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And in Bruce's view, this change does not seem to be in a bad direction, but rather a very strange establishment of a new order that is crumbling, but better.

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

In the chain that Schiller has shaped, the police have been greatly strengthened, because they are in league with the Falcone family, the largest gang in Gotham.

Because the Chief of Police was directly supported by Falcone, the Godfather provided them with a large number of heavy weapons, and they also used the Godfather's power to intimidate others.

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

Unlike in the past, police officers are so enthusiastic about their work that they now even have to take the opportunity to go out on duty, and if they can put a full member into the psychiatric hospital, they can take two points of all the expenses paid for his hospitalization.

Gordon has been going crazy these days, and even those 10,000-year-old paddling monsters are screaming to rush to the front line to fight for justice and the gangsters.

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

However, such actions have not only curbed the arrogance of the gangsters, but also changed the lives of the police officers, making them fall in love with the damn job.

Recently, Gordon was shocked to find out that now, there will be people working overtime in the entire police department! Are they being controlled by some devil?!

Indeed, it's a devil called greed, with a gun in his hand, and when you set up a heavy machine gun with plenty of ammunition and ask the gang for a ceasefire, you will feel that this is no more than that, and when you do it, and you can get a good pay, you will feel that this is simply the best job in the world.

At first, Falcone needed to send his Black Gloves to sow discord among certain gangsters and get them to shoot.

But later, the anger was provoked, and the "hyena" and "captain" united to block the "stealers" outside the two main streets, and the "locomotive" on the edge of the East End quickly joined the battle, and three of the Big Four on Elizabeth Street wanted to help the gang, and Maroni, who had just digested the corpses of the Red Crows, happened to have a good time fighting in a mess, and the entire East End became a mess.

Originally, a lot of people died in the fire between the gangs, and when the fight was in full swing, the police rushed into the battlefield with heavy machine guns and bazookas, and the gangsters were stupid, are we gangsters or are you gangsters? Where are the police who enforce the law with bazookas?!

In this way, he was caught fire and killed a wave of people, and was arrested by the police again, and the most capable gangsters in the Eastern District were all greatly injured, and they didn't dare to jump out one by one, and they all hid back to their hometowns to lick their wounds.

The field team led by Gordon became famous in a fight, and the whole Gotham knew the violent tactics of this gang of police, armed pickup trucks stepped on the accelerator pedal to the end and entered directly, after the bulletproof shield was erected, the heavy machine guns swept randomly, the RPG focused on the attack, advanced all the way, and finally washed the ground with grenades.

The gangsters who can jump the most in the East District are all lying down, how dare the rest of them say anything?

Although this is more about Falcone's face, after all, the old godfather is willing to fully support the police, then he has all the reason and force, and ordinary gangsters are unwilling to pay such a big price to brush the old godfather's tiger whiskers, and those who are willing to pay the price were beaten by this sudden messy punch, and Gotham was so eerily quiet.

All of this is because of an ordinary professor's flash of inspiration one morning.

Bruce thinks that the professor has become the black sheep of a pack of black sheep, and the black sheep have taken him as a companion, but the enemy of his enemy has become a good friend of justice.

Bruce really didn't know what to make of this behavior.

Of course, Batman is a genius, and after the initial struggle, he feels that he has found a new possibility in Schiller's behavior.

Originally, he always felt that the fight against criminals should be fast and ruthless, and the killing of chickens should also use a knife, and it is best to eradicate the evil forces so that they can never resurrect again.

But Schiller did not use this method, every time he attacked a force, not only did he not cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but even at some point, he would apply some fertilizer to the force he had fought again, so that the poisonous seedlings that had been cut off could grow vigorously again. Then use them as wedges to dismantle another complex mass 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 force that can do all this? ”

Schiller sat in his office seat, he turned the ballpoint pen in his hand, then tapped the table, motioned for Bruce to sit down, and said, "I tell you that I am an ordinary person, and the point of this answer is not whether I have mastered some magical powers that ordinary people do not have. ”

"Rather, let me tell you, the most amazing power of human beings is their thinking brain."

Schiller stood up and walked to the window, where the attending physician's white coat was worn over him, making him look even more erect. Compared to the stern-looking professor at school, Schiller, who was in the image of a doctor, appeared calmer and gentler.

"The answer to this question is not whether I'm really a normal person, but, as I once told you, your advanced armor and all those expensive equipment don't make you a real Batman," he said. ”

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

"And in our brains, which any normal person has."

"In fact, if you calm down and think about it, you will know that complete violence will not achieve any of the conditions you want, whether it is revenge or saving the city, it is doomed to a dead end."

Schiller lowered his head and fiddled with the ballpoint pen with both hands, and then said: "Actually, the path you have chosen is a dead end in itself, but if you don't want to die, you have to find a way to survive from countless dead ends." ”

"I'm just showing you one of the methods, but not all of them, not ......"

Bruce said, "Isn't that enough? Isn't force, wisdom and determination enough? ”

Schiller said, "And Gotham. ”

“…… When will I learn Gotham? ”

"Maybe it's time for you to die."

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

"I'm just a professor, and what I'm going to do, just like I did in class, I've drawn the key points for you, and you have to write the exam paper yourself."

Bruce said: "Is the point about intrigue and checks and balances? Or rather, the power of wisdom? Is it thinking and vision? ”

"No, it's like I did in class – it's all about the point."

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

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

If violence to stop crime in Sin City is destined to be whimsical, and if Batman has the force and money to fill this quagmire in such a simple and crude way, then perhaps it would be better to put aside pure violence and use his other specialty, which is intelligence, to manipulate it all behind his back.

This city, which is full of countless violence, cannot solve all problems with violence, and strong force is only his stepping stone, but by no means the whole story.

When he opens the door with great money and equipment, he meets Schiller, the teacher, and Schiller shows Batman a new Gotham.

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

It was only when Batman followed the veins inside the massive canopy to the deep roots of the earth, and when he slid down the edge of the iceberg into the icy sea, he finally saw Gotham as it really was.

It's a new world, Batman thought.

But for him, it was not a setback and a blow, but a stimulant.

His brain had never been running so fast as it was today, and he had never imagined that he had the ability to accept and untangle these complex relationships so quickly until he could keep up with Schiller's every move.

The thrill of digging out a huge root system along tiny veins fascinated Batman, and he experienced a greater excitement and joy than punching a criminal with his fists.

Bruce thought, perhaps, that was the right answer.

Perhaps, he was such a man, excited like a madman in the face of complex problems that could make any ordinary person feel extremely hopeless.

That's him, that's the bat.

A paranoid, pathological psychic pleasure seeker, even crazier than a psycho - a bat.