"And so, I've had a crazy night, and I've managed to make one of my disguised identities known, but I still don't plan to leave here, because I still have so much to learn."

"After meeting the Godfather, I became even more curious about this rule and order, and I don't know if it is a product of the times or the result of special reasons......

"But yesterday's experience made me understand a truth, sometimes, if you want to figure out how the rules work, you don't have to be the one in the rules, breaking the glass makes it easier to see the internal structure......

"I've seen the ecology of the gang, I've seen how the kids live, I've seen their masks, and now I'm going to see the secrets of the gang's top bras, so I've come up with a good idea......

"Wait a minute!" Bruce was interrupted by a voice, and Harvey Dent sat across from him, raised his glass, and said, "I think there's less discussion between your two paragraphs, so why don't you add more elaboration on your ideas?"

"Because I'm not sure......," Bruce said after a pause, "I'd like to add some discussion about Marxism, but I'm not sure if my professors will accept it, because the class antagonism part has always been more radical, and I think my professors are more conservative."

"Why do you think so?" Harvey leaned back in his chair and took a sip of ice wine and asked, Bruce recalled, "He was almost completely apolitical and knew everything he knew about politics from the newspapers and the radio, and I never heard him talk about the election, and he never seemed to vote."

"I feel like if I rush to make some radical views, it might pull down my score."

Harvey nodded and said, "It's true that most of these people are on the right, and in this situation, you'd better not talk about those sensitive views, and be careful that the CIA knocks on your door in the middle of the night."

Bruce gave a strange expression, but he continued, "I went on, remember what I told you earlier, that Jason managed to get the suspicious character's house number?"

Harvey nodded and said, "Of course, you only told me ten minutes ago, that poor little fellow, and he was injured for this......

"The next day, the old godfather's son, Evans Falcone, or rather, his other personality, Alberto Falcone, found us."

"We went to the Falcone estate, and Alberto told us that in three days' time, at a dinner party, he would officially take over the Falcone family as the new godfather."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The old godfather has finally decided on the Zen position?"

Bruce observed Harvey's face and said, "You don't look happy."

"Because I'm not sure if the new godfather will do a better job than his father, under the rule of the old godfather, Gotham is not safe, but it is still stable, and if the system collapses in an instant, it may bring even more chaos......

"Of course I know that." Bruce touched his chin and said, "So, I talked to Alberto."

"Of course, I didn't include the conversation in this article, because I'm afraid that my professor, who is too flexible in his thinking, has some bold ideas about the next changes in Gotham......

Bruce skipped this part directly, and then he said, "The point is, Jason told Alberto the house number, and Alberto made good on his promise to make Jason show his face in the gang, and the gang boss in that neighborhood felt that there was a light on his face, so when Jason recommended me to join that little gang, he didn't refuse."

"And what kind of disguise did you use to join the gang?"

"I gave it a name, Matchmal Malone."

"Match Malone? It's a weird name." One of the gangsters stared at Bruce and said, but then he shook his head and said, "Since it's the boss's order, then you go stand guard at the nightclub next door tonight...... Oh, wait a minute, you're a newbie, let me think about it, forget it, you might as well go to the casino and watch the show."

"Boy, remember, in the casino, you don't need to know, who has money and who doesn't, who has power and who doesn't, you just need to remember, buy and leave, no remorse, who dares to repent, go straight to the load, understand?"

The gangster had obviously brought a lot of newcomers, and the language was very concise and easy to understand, so Bruce nodded and said he completely understood.

Then, that night, he went to this gang-covered casino, which was not the kind of glittering casino that Bruce had been to before, but a small casino with a black miasma, where most of the gamblers were members of other gangs.

Bruce worked there for two days, without encountering a single trouble, most of them were very well-behaved, and when they lost money, they only wailed and left dejectedly, and few people dared to stir up trouble.

The life of the gang is actually very boring, when there are guests coming, they will stare at the guests, and when there are no guests, they will squat in the corner, put on a cigarette and start smoking, from morning to night, and then from night to morning.

Bruce wanted to change jobs, not because he couldn't learn anything here, but because he felt that the cost of pretending here was too great, and he had to smoke second-hand, third-hand, and fourth-hand smoke in addition to smoking......

But if you want to transfer out of here, it's not that simple, he can't go to the gang boss and say, *** This is too boring, if you give me a new job, then I'm afraid he will really fail.

So one day, Bruce lived the life he hated the most, he knocked out a gangster who was watching the door of a nightclub, managed to get him home to recuperate, and created a job for himself.

It's a lot more interesting to work as a security guard in a nightclub, where there is a big difference in the class of people who come and go, and you must have a pair of discerning eyes to know who to be fierce with, who to compliment to whom, and who can and can't enter.

And the reason why Bruce has been hesitating at the bottom for so long is because he needs to observe, and he needs to observe the differences in the appearance of the various classes of the Gotham gang to prepare for the next plan.

And after a few days of work, the people here come and go, and Bruce has summed up a lot of rules, especially when it comes to appearance.

The thugs at the bottom were just like him, wearing sunglasses, a jacket, boots, a cigarette in their mouths, and a gun in their hands, squatting down the street.

Glancing to the left and to the right, he withdrew the magazines of the guns to count the bullets when he was fine, and when someone came, he put the magazine up and made a loud "click" sound.

A little more advanced, it is the core member of the small gang, but the dress is similar, but it is officially out of the category of street gangsters, and it looks like it is more serious to do.

Distinguish these two kinds of people, mainly by different demeanors, the former likes to roll his eyes, pouting when he has nothing to do, revealing an expression of "If you dare to find fault, I will make you look good".

And the latter, because he has already held some leadership positions, but in fact, he always takes on dirty work and tiring work, often in a hurry, greeting people, and before the other party can respond, he has already walked over, with a tired look on his face that is difficult to hide.

The leaders of the small gangs also have great characteristics, they will have some scars on their bodies, because to reach this level, they must bleed, they also have one or two sets of formal clothes, but they usually don't wear them, and even if they wear them, they will look cheaper.

Bruce couldn't tell the exact price of the suit, but because he wore an expensive suit all year round, he could tell if the suit on the other side was a bargain, and if so, it meant that he should be the leader of a small gang.

So far, it's still easy and difficult, you can see it by looking at it, but it's not easy to distinguish between the gang bosses and the gang bosses above.

From the leaders of the small gangs to the members of the twelve families, the high-ranking members of the gangs were dressed in similar clothes, wearing dark suits everywhere they went, with polished leather shoes, occasionally wearing dark or brown sunglasses, and cigars in their hands.

When you come to a nightclub, you often drive a black classic car, the car is parked in front of the carpet, the head of the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat will get out of the car first, and direct the younger brother behind to stand next to the carpet, and the driver will get out of the car last, and when you get out of the car, you must first take an umbrella, face the back of the car, and open the door.

Leather shoes must be before people

Come out, stand still on the ground, stomp your right foot on the spot, straighten your tie with your left hand, stride forward, don't squint when you pass by the security guard at the door, and the last bodyguard at the end of the line, stay to check the invitation card and register your identity.

From the big gang leader who commanded five or six small gangs to the boss of the thirteen streets in the East District, his attire, behavior, and demeanor were basically the same, and even his movements were uniform.

Bruce simply wondered, where did they train uniformly? Even the stomping when I got out of the car, the rhythm was exactly the same.

After standing guard at the door for a few days, and getting acquainted with another brother standing guard, Bruce learned that every gang leader in Gotham from top to bottom did not imitate the godfather.

It is said that this is the behavior habit of the godfather when he was young, and the godfather will have this behavior habit, there is no reason, it is just handsome.

But this made Bruce feel a little puzzled, you say, if a little genius has a brilliant brain, understands this behavior pattern, and uses the same set of combos to mix in, then how can you tell the difference?

Bruce asked his colleague about this, and the colleague who was missing two front teeth gave a mocking smile and said, "You're such a coaster, I can't figure it out."

Bruce said that he was humbly asking for advice, and said two more kind words, and the other side was really bald, and he said:

"In Gotham, you're not a gang boss, where did you get the car and bodyguards? Just like the two of us, if we can get such a good car and such a strong bodyguard, wouldn't we be a gang boss?"

"In other words, you have a car, a house, and a person, so what if you let you in? If you don't have a good life, you can't be a killer and pull out a gun to kill people, right?"

Bruce thought about it, it's indeed the same reason, you have the capital to disguise yourself as a gangster boss, so aren't you a gangster boss?

Of course, there may be rich people disguised as gang bosses, but what reason do rich people have to disguise themselves as gang bosses? The rich are already so rich, why do they have to lick blood and work hard every day?

Isn't it good to live in a mansion, drive a luxury car, smoke a cigar, and get drunk and dream of dying every day?

Bruce nodded in agreement, thinking it made sense, and then turned around and went to get an elongated luxury car and an expensive suit that is common in gangsters.