After the midday heat passed, Schiller and Bruce arrived at the expedited warehouse.

The job here is simple, the recorder is responsible for recording and labeling every item when unloading, and Bruce is responsible for moving goods from one place to another.

The two of them didn't work in exactly the same place, Bruce spent most of his time outdoors and Schiller spent most of his time indoors, but it didn't overlap, and when Bruce brought things in, Schiller could be seen recording near the shelves.

This also relieved Bruce of a worry, because he was actually very worried that Schiller would create too many jobs after he was out of his sight.

All afternoon, Bruce worked hard, and he was sure that Schiller didn't do anything wrong, just shuttled between the shelves, carefully documenting all the goods.

For some reason, Bruce actually had a sense of relief, it was a full five hours, Schiller was normal for five hours straight, but soon, he realized that he was happy too soon.

By the time he got off work, it was almost dark, and Bruce went straight to the warehouse, but Schiller stopped him and said, "Go, come with me to get today's pay."

Bruce said a little strangely, "Salary? Wasn't it already settled?"

"Is there one? Do you mean those tens of dollars? Come on, we've been working for four hours, do you think the money is worth our hard work?"

Bruce had a bad premonition, so he hurried behind Schiller, and stalked to the bottom of the outer wall of the warehouse area, and the person waiting there was actually the same person who had recruited workers during the day.

Schiller walked there, looked left and right, and said to him, "I've already moved the goods, is the car ready?"

"Don't worry." The recruiter made an "OK" gesture and said, "The porter who handled it has been *** dropped, and the next family has been contacted, and the car is parked outside the door, just according to what we said, four ......or six points."

Schiller nodded, didn't talk nonsense, shook his head at Bruce, and said, "Come with me and move things."

On the way to find the car, Bruce gritted his teeth and said to Schiller, "You're just stealing something......

"As I said, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared." Schiller walked around the front of the truck, came to the back of the recruiter who was about to get on the truck, and then strangled him directly with his arm.

Bruce didn't react at all, Schiller took the car key directly into the recruiter's trachea, and the whole process took less than three seconds.

Schiller let go of his hand, threw off the recruiter, opened the door, got into the truck, started the car and turned to Bruce, saying, "If you stay here any longer, when the body is found, you will be the first suspect."

"You goddamn murderer!" Bruce took a deep breath and looked at Schiller, if he could barely bear his previous behavior, he absolutely couldn't accept killing people in front of him.

Schiller didn't even look at it, he took a gun from his hand, pointed the barrel at Bruce and said, "Get in the car, don't get in trouble for me." ….

In the end, Bruce still got into the car, and during the drive, the two were silent, but when they got out of the car, Schiller smiled and said to Bruce, "Let's go, go see our loot today."

The attitude is taken for granted as if nothing had happened, and Bruce even suspects that he has intermittent amnesia, forgetting how the two of them were in tension just now.

Schiller opened the door of the truck, and there were several boxes inside, which Bruce saw were the items that had been expedited today.

Most of them are frozen and fresh, Schiller opened the box, there was indeed a lot of frozen food in it, and Bruce, who had just walked over, found that the food here seemed to have been carefully selected by Schiller, not only seafood, but also a whole box of steaks, and it seemed that they were all officially imported good beef.

"You can't do that anymore, I warned you." Bruce stood behind him and said in a cold tone.

"I'm hungry, let's go back to eating." Schiller holding beef

The box walked forward, as if it hadn't heard Bruce at all.

Back in the room, Schiller began to cook, of course, because there were no vegetables in the frozen food, so he simply fried the steak and made a pot of seafood soup, but even then, it was quite a hearty meal.

Schiller ate deliciously, but Bruce didn't move, he looked at Schiller and asked, "Don't you feel guilty?" It's not yours......

Schiller said slowly as he ate, "...... Bruce, let me ask you, do you think that the resources produced in society now are enough for the people of the whole earth? Can the world's materials feed all mankind now?"

Bruce only thought for a moment, then nodded, and Schiller picked up a piece of steak and put it in his mouth and said, "Is there anything wrong with me using the resources I deserve at the exact and evenly distributed specifications?"

As soon as Bruce was about to speak, Schiller said, "Don't mention to me that private property is sacrosanct, did the person who made this rule inform me before enforcing it? Did you vote for me? If I don't, then why should I comply?"

"So, what happens when someone steals from you?" Bruce asked.

"Then I will take it myself and I don't need anyone to do justice for me, yes, if everyone does what I do, the world will be at war, so what? Your wish is to maintain world peace, but mine is not."

"Strong words." Bruce commented.

After dinner, Schiller did not plan to sleep, but put on his coat as if he was going out, and Bruce looked at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to look for a job, I can't do the warehouse work, I have to find a new job to support myself, right?"

Bruston's head started to hurt, and he said, "Where are you going to find a job on a big night?"

"Go out and try your luck, there's always a chance." With that, Schiller went out the door, and Bruce had to hurry after him.

It's 9 p.m., which isn't too late, but the streets of Gotham are already pitch black, and it's better luck today, it hasn't rained until now. ….

As he walked, Schiller asked, "Last time you said, what other jobs besides porters?" …… Oh, let's go to the restaurant and serve the plates, let's go, let's go to the snack street and see if we can find a job opportunity."

This meant something else to Bruce, so he hurried up and said, "I repeat, you can't kill people......

Bruce thought that Schiller's rebuttal would be ushered in, but unexpectedly, Schiller nodded and said, "Okay, no problem."

Bruce followed him in disbelief, until he came to one of the most prosperous snack streets near the Living Hell, and Schiller began to wander around again, stopping for a moment at the door of each shop, and going up to talk to the stall owner or the waiter.

This time, Bruce didn't eat or go to the bathroom, and he stared at Schiller from the side, he didn't believe that Schiller could still commit crimes under his nose.

More than an hour passed, and Schiller didn't move, didn't suddenly disappear, didn't have an excuse to go to the bathroom, just chatted with the small shop owners around him, and Bruce felt that something was wrong, so he closed the distance and listened to his conversation with a hot dog stall owner.

「…… Yes, it's really hard to do business now, there are too many competitors, I understand what you just said, don't worry, it's not difficult to get a little stuff that will make people diarrhea or vomit and diarrhea, and after the rainwater and dirty water are simply filtered, no one will see it......

"Don't worry, in three days at most, your competitors will be at least half less, now, let's talk about the pay......

Bruce rushed forward, pulled Schiller back, and then gritted his teeth and said, "You can't poison food!"

Bruce made great efforts to pull Schiller back to his residence and stop him from creating more jobs for Gotham.

Bruce, who had been guarding at high intensity for a day, was already a little exhausted, and his nutritional supply was insufficient, and he had consumed so much sperm

God, when he got back to his room, he fell asleep.

As a result, at about 5 o'clock the next morning, he heard a noise outside the door, and he got up and pushed the door open in a sleepy state, and saw that Schiller had already put on his coat, and Bruce asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to look for a job." Schiller replied in a relaxed tone, saying, "I haven't found a job for me yet, I need to go early."

As he spoke, he buttoned up his trench coat and said, "Yesterday you said that there was a job for a truck and a driver, and I was going to check it out."

Bruce resisted the sleepiness, walked back to put on his coat as if he were sleepwalking, and then forced himself to follow Schiller, saying, "You can't kill, don't steal, don't poison food......

As if he hadn't heard at all, Schiller kept walking until he came to the trucker's gathering place, and he asked a master to find out where to find the gangster to lead the truck, and after finding the exact address, he began to wander around again.

Bruce could only crouch on the side of the road, watching him go from left to right and from right to left, not knowing what he was going to do today.

He discovers that bringing Schiller to the slums is a wrong move, and that it should be a decision made by his brain in a state of lack of nutrition, and he adds another burden to his slum life, which is to keep an eye on Schiller and tell him not to turn Gotham into a mere job. ….

Squatting on the corner of the street, Bruce felt sleepy, and just as he nodded sleepily, suddenly, a loud "bang" sounded in the street not far from him, and he suddenly woke up and stood up from the side of the road.

Bruce saw that just in front of him on the road, two trucks had collided together, and the driver of one of the trucks was Schiller.

Before the truck driver on the other side could say anything, Schiller got out of the car first, pointed to the impact and said, "Hey! Dude, what's the matter with you? The new car I picked up today, and you crashed it like this?! And you're in the territory of the New City Gang, aren't you a little too faceless?"

Hearing the noise, it was not only Bruce who woke up, but also the gangsters in this area, it just so happened that Schiller's car had just been lifted from them, and when he saw that Schiller had just gone out of the house for two minutes, the car was hit, and the faces of several gangster members were not very good.

"Hey, Claude, what's the matter with you? Deliberately stirring up trouble on our turf, right?" A few gang members walked over and confronted the truck driver opposite, saying, "This is the newcomer we just recruited, who is going to run the cold storage line, he just drove a new car today, and you crashed the car like this, are you deliberately looking for trouble?!"

In fact, these gang members don't know any traffic rules, and they don't see who hit whom, but after all, this is their territory, they can't show weakness, no matter whose responsibility it is, they have to scold the other side, otherwise isn't it just scolding their boss for not knowing people and recruiting a new driver who can't drive?

Schiller was also on the side, he said, "I went straight, you turned from the side, it was you who rushed to hit my car, I really don't understand, there is no blind spot, how could you crash into it?"

"I'm ......" The truck driver named Claude on the other side turned his head to look at the mirror on the corner of the street, and at this time, the mirror was broken, but Schiller followed his line of sight and said, "Yes, the corner mirror is broken, but you should be an old driver, don't say, if you don't look at the corner mirror, you won't turn a corner......

Claude looked at the gang members who were getting closer and closer, gritted his teeth, and said, "Damn, I'm unlucky, what do you want?"

Although Claude also has a backer, he also knows that this matter is his fault, he really didn't pay attention to it just now, and it is not surprising that he hit the accelerator just after the corner.

Besides, the gang's territory where he is located is far away from here, and if he wants to call someone to support the field, he will inevitably be beaten, and he can't do it at all.

"What else can I do? Lose money to fix the car, and get out of here." Schiller glanced at him, and then gave the gangster next to him another look.

The gang members immediately understood that there was money to be made in this matter, and they walked up with spears in hand and said, "Hurry up, we don't want to be rough either, hurry up and pay and get out!"

Claude spat on the ground, took out his wallet, took out two bills, and handed them to Schiller, Xi

Le handed one of the bills to the gang members, then slipped the other into his pocket.

And Bruce, who witnessed this collective porcelain encounter, felt that his brain was buzzing.

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