"Well, after graduating, I got a job, you know, as an intern reporter at the Met."

"It's a good job, and the people in the town are very envious of me, after all, the Metropolitan Daily is a well-known newspaper, and the benefits are very good, which is the best choice for fresh graduates."

When he said this, Clark also showed a smug expression, and his various emotions were always written on his face, so that people could see his current mood at a glance.

But soon, Clark showed a very embarrassed expression, he looked at Bruce and said, "But you also know that it is not easy to make some achievements in such a big newspaper. ”

"That day, my editor-in-chief asked me to write a report about the broccoli disaster that broke out in Gotham, but when the disaster broke out, I was not in the country at all, and I really didn't have any material to write about, so I could only write casually about what I had seen and heard in Gotham."

"Unexpectedly, this report suddenly became popular, and at that time, I realized that there were so many people interested in the city of Gotham."

Clark sighed and said, "But also, my parents are very interested in this magical city, they are very curious, how did you survive, and why is it so chaotic here, the economy is still so good, and there are mysterious gangs rapping, street graffiti clubs, ghost fire youth leagues, etc., ......"

"However, ordinary people are still more afraid than curious about this place, almost no one dares to come to see it with their own eyes, and even if someone dares to come, they don't know how to come and hear that they have to find gangsters to book hotels here, and most people don't have such courage."

Clark shook his head, then continued, "However, I've been here a few times, and I don't think Gotham is as scary as they say it is, and even if most of the areas are not very safe, there are some safe places. ”

"For example, the downtown shopping street, Gotham University and Manor District in the West District, the Lakeside Mountain Park and Mengbeast Park in the North District, the Living Hell and Graffiti Street in the East District, etc., the scenery and culture of these places are good."

"So, I took what I saw and heard, wrote a guide, and serialized it in the newspaper, at first it was just a marginal page used to fill the blank space of the typesetting, but I didn't expect that the report was very well received, so I moved the main board, and now, they actually said that they would issue a main issue for me."

When he said this, Clarke's face was not only not happy, but a trace of sadness crept up, and he looked at Bruce with a very apologetic look and said:

"In the Raiders, I highlighted you, that is, Batman, I called you the great Gotham vigilante, and focused on your heroic deeds and the concept of fighting for the people at the bottom."

"At the time, to add to the authenticity of the report, I included a photo of Val standing at the top of the Wayne Building." Clark shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do you remember?" It's the one I took with you last time. ”

Bruce recalled it a little, and then remembered that at that time, Superman flew around him hundreds of times, just to make him pose handsome and take pictures, and Batman was annoyed by him, and finally cooperated with him to take a photo.

The photo is about Batman standing at the top of Wayne Tower on a rainy night in Gotham, with various neon lights in the background behind him, his cloak fluttering in the wind and rain, his tall figure and determined gaze.

Clark rubbed the bottom of his nose and said, "Not many people have seen the content of this report, but the photos have been robbed like crazy." ”

"Your fans buy the newspaper and go back and cut out your photos to make a collage, which leads to the fact that the newspaper was reprinted twice is not enough, and many people write to the newspaper office of the Metropolitan Daily that they want more photos."

"After that issue of the strategy came out, many people tried to come to Gotham to find out, one of them was more courageous and lucky, according to the strategy I gave him, he came to Gotham for a tour, not only did he not have any problems, but he also got a group photo of the hottest rapper on the East Coast recently.

"Then, Gotham's tourist route is popular among college students, and whoever can come to Gotham to play around will prove that you are the coolest and coolest fashion hipster, the most gangster rapper, and the most street bastard......"

Clark had a look of embarrassment on his face, and then said, "You know, college students are like this, desperately trying to prove that they are rebellious enough and punk enough."

"Then a lot of people came to Gotham in droves, and the other attractions were fine, and some of them were bold, and even asked for a group photo of those gang rap members, and there was only one problem, and that was ...... You. ”

Bruce suddenly had a bad premonition, and then Clark looked at him with an expectant look and said: 66 Many of your fans have written to the newspaper to express their dissatisfaction, saying that they came to Gotham to book a hotel according to my strategy, but they didn't see you, which is really very disappointed."

"That...... I know, you're busy, but it shouldn't be hard to spend ten minutes a day standing on the rooftop, right? ”

Looking at Clark's clear eyes, Bruce felt his brain buzz.

He took a deep breath, stared into Clark's eyes, and said, "You wrote me into your travel guide without my consent, and now you still blame me, why didn't you show up where your guide instructed?" ”

"I don't blame you!" Clark emphasized, and then, he pulled out a letter from his bag, handed it to Bruce, and said, "Look, this is a letter from your mayor, because he doesn't know who Batman is, so he asked me to bring it to Batman." ”

Bruce unfolded the letter and saw that it was really Mayor Roy's note, which roughly stated that he thanked Batman for his contribution to Gotham's tourism industry, and implored Batman to contribute more to Gotham's tourism industry.

Although the wording is quite polite, if translated into the tone of the Gotham, it is "Don't worry about your b vigilante career, get out of here and stand guard at the attraction!"

In the past, Bruce might have been full of anger, but now, he only has a feeling of crying and laughing, and even feels that the development of tourism by mistake is not a way out for Batman's identity.

"You don't know how popular you are!" Clark looked at Bruce very sincerely and emphasized: "The people of Metropolis like this dark hero, even more like you than they like me!"

Bruce thought about it for a while and felt that this was not impossible, and in psychology, there was a compensatory effect, that is, the more comfortable life is, the more people like to consume goods with violent and stimulating elements.

Theoretically, this may be the instinct of humans to survive in the wilderness, making them want to constantly and actively activate the violent factors in their bodies to prevent them from being eliminated by nature.

Few people living in Gotham like the violent culture here, on the contrary, the popular dramas in the upper circles are some dramas depicting beautiful love or the extravagant life of the aristocracy, as if they were still living in the Middle Ages. ，

In the eyes of the Met, Gotham's chaotic, violent, and bizarre aesthetics, with a different kind of charm, just caters to the decadent punk trend of young people, and this sinful land has instead become a pilgrimage site for the punk generation.

With this in mind, Bruce felt that it would be a good thing to develop tourism because of this, so he looked at Clark and said, "I do have a little trouble, and I may need your help, or rather, the cat you are holding." ”

"In return, I could go to the top of Wayne Tower every night and stand for a while, but I don't guarantee that everyone will see me, and I definitely won't put on a stupid pose and let them take pictures like I did last time."

"All you have to do is stand for a while! They're sure to shoot you handsomely! Blade Clark immediately became happy, he smiled brightly, and said, "Don't cater to them, those people just like how cool and dragging you are!"

Bruce rolled his eyes and shook his head, while the batcat, who had been listening, looked at Bruce and said, "Tell me, what trouble are you in?" I guess it has something to do with dreams, right? ”

Bruce nodded, briefly introduced the situation he encountered, and the batcat licked his paws, and then said, "Very common dream infestation, you humans call hypnosis. ”

"According to what you said, it should be that the murderer sneaked into your adopted son's dream and deceived him into believing that he did indeed have a pair of pig ears, and the image of pig ears represents certain commands that control him to do all kinds of excesses."

"And the act of running away when he sees you should be a safety order implanted by the murderer, which you can understand as the firewall of this hypnosis system to prevent others from lifting hypnosis."

"And it's easy to get rid of hypnosis, just make the child stop believing that he has a pair of pig ears."

"Can you do it?" Bruce asked.

A cold glint flashed in the bat cat's eyes, and he said, "Don't forget, I'm part of the dream of a thousand cats, and the dream is my home field...... Where is he? ”

Bruce sent the batcat into Dick's room, while he and Clark stayed outside, looking at Bruce's worried eyes, Clark kept comforting him, but as time went on, Bruce became more and more anxious.

After about half an hour, the batcat opened the door with his paws, looked at Bruce and said, "Good news, the hypnosis has been lifted." ”

Bruce stared at him, and the batcat jumped on Clark's shoulder, sighed softly and said, "The bad news is that your adopted son is relatively young and has an unstable personality, and the murderer has adopted some violent means when he started it, and it is inevitable that it will cause him some mental trauma"

"It's not too serious, but it also needs to recuperate, and in recent times, he may have nightmares, or panic attacks, and he needs someone to be there for him."

"What the hell is going on?" Bruce asked coldly.

The batcat sighed deeply and said, "To put it simply, the murderer cut off Dick's ears in a dream, and then sewed a pair of pig ears for him, and you should also know that in dreams, you can also feel pain." ”

Clark clearly saw the boundless anger rising in Bruce's eyes, and he hurriedly pressed Bruce's shoulder and comforted: "Calm down, Bruce, don't mess around!" We're definitely going to bring this damn murderer to justice."

And Bruce, who was standing in place, felt for the first time that the word "brought to justice" sounded a bit of an obnoissance.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but at this time, Alfred came over and said, "Sheriff Gordon's call, his tone is anxious, please go over and answer the phone immediately." ”

Bruce walked quickly to the phone, picked it up, and Gordon's slightly anxious voice sounded on the other side: "Bruce! There's a murder inside the Gotham Police Department, you need to come over quickly!"

And when Bruce and Clark arrived at the Gotham police station, Gordon greeted them, leading them to the police station and saying:

"It's our Deputy Chief Freeman who died, and the reason I'm asking you here is because his death is a bit ......," Gordon shook his head and didn't continue.

When he reached the door of an office, he waved his hand to let the officer next to him leave, and when the office door was pushed open, Bruce froze.

Behind the desk sat a figure, or rather, a corpse, and to Bruce's momentary surprise, the middle-aged man's ears had been cut off, and two pistols were stuck in his ear holes.

The more Bruce looked at the scene, the more familiar it became, but then, his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and there was even a hint of excitement that made Gordon and Clark behind him stand on end.

Gordon swallowed, unconsciously moved a step to the side, and asked cautiously, "Bruce...... You, are you alright? ”

Bruce stared at the corpse with burning eyes, took a step back, and asked Gordon without looking back, "...... Is there a phone? ”

Gordon pointed to the payphone in the hallway, and Bruce walked back to the payphone.

After picking up the receiver, Bruce skillfully dialed a number, and after the other party answered, Bruce shouted:

"Hello? Professor! Someone is plagiarizing your academic work!"