Thomas was puzzled, if Bruce bought a Lamborghini sports car, he could barely understand it, who among young people doesn't like luxury cars and yachts?

But what is your idea for buying a Lamborghini tractor? Show off your wealth to the scarecrow in the field? Thomas couldn't help but look down, and then he was even more confused.

The previous consumption record for Lamborghini tractors was a children's slide, which is normal, after all, there are four children in Wayne Manor.

Children at this age are disgusted with dogs, just because they are too noisy and have endless energy, so they always need some entertainment facilities to vent their energy and promote parent-child relationships.

However, the upper one of the children's slides is a large cow bone teether, and then the upper one is still a children's slide, and the upper one is still a children's slide.

Judging from the product description of the flow record sheet, this is not several different models of slides, but the same model of slides to buy seven or eight, no matter how big Wayne's Manor's garden is, there is no need for seven or eight identical children's slides, right?

The previous consumption records were not much better, all of them were repetitive non-consumables, either staircase handrails or sofa pillows, and the floor was repaired sixteen times a month.

Thomas stared at the bill and began to ponder the possibility that Bruce had falsely reimbursed his account.

But it's actually completely impossible, what's the point of falsifying your own flow entries? No matter how much you fake it, isn't the money coming out of your own account?

Holding back a stomach of doubts, Thomas put this question aside for the time being, because Bruce's personal account, except for the Lamborghini tractor in the past few years, really hasn't had any big consumption, even luxury goods such as sports cars, which were bought four years ago.

Thomas turned his attention back to the Wayne Group's public ledger, and the entries on it were very particular.

From the expenditure on building materials, it can be seen that Bruce is interested in the real estate business, but it is not the cost of the real estate development project, but other investments, and when combined with the income project, all the investment has not yet paid off.

This shows that Bruce is not doing commercial real estate development anymore, so what is he going to build with these things?

Further down, there are some obvious road and bridge building materials, and the materials are of high specification and quantity, and they are obviously not built on the pavement of the community.

In addition, there are power grids and water pipelines, street lights and solar equipment, stone laying for flower beds, landscaping plants for roads, etc.

This shows that Bruce is not building a building, but tearing down the entire infrastructure of an entire area.

Thomas rubbed his chin and memorized all the quantities of materials in his head, and then began to estimate how much of an area could be built at such a staggering cost of building materials.

Soon, he came to the astonishing conclusion that at such a sky-high cost could at least 30 square kilometers of infrastructure and residential and commercial construction in the most densely populated area of such a megacity.

Thomas, who came to this conclusion, immediately bounced out of bed, but as soon as he sat up, he felt a blackness in front of him.

He felt like a big stone had been pressed against his chest, and he couldn't breathe, and blood rushed to his head in bursts.

Morey, who was standing aside, hurriedly helped him to lie down again, and Thomas leaned on the side of the bed for two minutes to catch his breath before recovering a little.

It's not that Thomas hasn't rested well during this time, but he hasn't rested at all, and

"This time" is counted from the time the Flash goes to his universe. When he learned that he might be able to resurrect Bruce, Thomas worked for days without a single heart, enthusiasm, and sleeplessness.

Just when his excitement was at its peak, he ushered in the first blow, and Bruce would become Batman when he was resurrected, which instantly extinguished his blood.

Originally, at this time, he should have gone to rest due to decadence, but there was another stimulus that made him unable to stop, and the death of Martha the clown made him suffer a heavy blow to his body and mind.

Later, Thomas came to this world, and he had no time to spare, first being fooled by Schiller to fight against Bruce, then learning that his son might be suffering from a congenital mental illness, and then discovering that the Wayne family's property was in danger.

Any kind of blow is fatal for ordinary people, and Thomas can hold on solely because he is Batman.

But in fact, this is not the main reason, the main thing is that Thomas is not young anymore. He's not the Batman in his prime, just an old man who has been ravaged by fate.

Thomas's living habits are not good, he is involved in tobacco and alcohol, and he has the habit of drinking heavily for a long time, and he stays up late every day, black and white are reversed, and his life span is simply shortening at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Lying in the hospital bed, Thomas had a sense of panic for the first time. But for some reason, after experiencing countless pains and almost giving up, but coming to this world, there is something new that supports him to overcome physical pain and stand up again.

Perhaps, at the end of the day, it is still not reassuring. The consequence of excessive control is not only the child's inability to stand on his own, but also the parents' dare not let go, and Thomas is not worried about Bruce.

In this world, there is a kind of parent who spends his whole life in fear and fear, always worried that his children will not have a good life, and he will die on the road to his offspring.

Thomas took a deep breath and held it in his chest, stood up strongly, looked at Morey and said, "Send me back to the company, and find newspapers, current affairs magazines and news records for the past six months, especially the pages related to the international situation and local trends in Gotham." Morey quickly complied, and over the next two days, Thomas began to make up for the common sense of the universe, which did have much more than Thomas knew.

For example, the big country in the distance is still surviving, such as the United States on fire on its doorstep, almost burning its butt, or Gotham's development of tourism and gaming, and the most colorful description of the Gotham renovation project.

With a frown, Thomas looked at the Gotham renovation building photographed on the front page of the Gotham Daily News, and he said to Morey, "Prepare the car, I'm going to see it myself." After a while, the car was downstairs, and Thomas got in the car and drove in the direction of the completed renovation of Gotham's East End.

Soon, the car drove to the place where the project was going on in the East District, and now the residential renovation project is gradually slowing down, mainly increasing infrastructure construction, and all the residential buildings that have been renovated are 100% occupied, so although the construction machinery is still running, there are many people around.

When Thomas got out of the car, he instinctively looked up at the exterior of the building, and if you look at the renovation building from a distance, you will feel that there is nothing special, at most the terraces between the buildings are planted with a lot of greenery, but this is not uncommon in many neighborhoods in Italy.

But if you look closely, you can find many clues, first of all, all the buildings of the fourth phase of the renovation project are connected, and many places that appear to be terraces are also wrapped in the building, like a greenhouse made of glass.

The building is not very tall and does not reach the level of a skyscraper, but because all the buildings are connected into one, there is another kind of shock, as if it has become a separate world.

And the people and plants that live in this world seem so small, like the residue of a steel beast in its mouth, with a decadent but ethereal beauty, full of people's fantasies about the end times.

If you get closer, you can see that the high-tech weapons fixed on the wall, the cold lights emitted by the patrolling drones, and the dazzling white light emitted by the self-rotating searchlights, the extreme technological style is like a cold water, dousing all people's illusions.

On top of that, the shiny neon signs and the Gothic patterns of the Gotham tradition in the building's stone parts make it feel even more bizarre, as if falling into a dream where the past and the future are intertwined.

Thomas walked slowly into this dream, the weapons ignored him, and the bright lights did not shine through, so he walked into a drowsy step by step, but the moment he stepped into the building, he suddenly became enlightened.

To his surprise, it wasn't crowded at all, the walls of the building were incredibly thin, they didn't take up much space at all, and because the building was structurally reasonable, the windows let in more light and it seemed to be more space.

There is not much to say about the structure of the house, it is more like a hotel than a mansion or an apartment building, except that each floor will have at least one large terrace, most of which are closed on both sides, and the remaining few are transparent glass walls, which is equivalent to a sunroom.

The rest of the paths are all planted gardens, with only a narrow path to pass through, and after walking through the original reception hall and taking the elevator upstairs, you can see people.

To Thomas's surprise, most of the people here didn't react to seeing him as a stranger in their living area, they just gave Thomas a strange look, and then went their separate ways.

Of course, it might not be too strange for this to happen in any other city in the world, but this is Gotham.

It's a place where gun-toting gangsters or explosive maniacs can run out at any time, and Thomas had been to the East End in his early years, when crime wasn't so rampant, and no citizen would let his guard down to that point.

Thomas then took the elevator to the higher floors, and to his surprise, he saw the school here.

It is a real school, and it is not an aristocratic school, and the people who go to school here are not the young masters and young ladies of the rich families in the Southern District, but the children of ordinary families in the Eastern District.

Thomas didn't walk in, he just stood outside the door and peeked in secretly, with a hint of guilt and a hint of luck.

The old hand holding the door frame began to tremble slightly, this old man who had experienced all the misery and suffering in this world through the vicissitudes of life, the corners of his mouth and reddish eyes were telling what he saw, it was the best blessing in this world, and the most vicious curse, its name was called

"Hope". Thomas's hand was clenched into a fist, and he hung down hard against the door frame, but when it touched the surface of the building, it was lighter, and finally when the palm of his hand touched the wood grain, it was as light as if he was caressing his lover's hair.

Thomas stood still for a moment, then walked briskly towards the elevator, took the elevator downstairs, strode out of the building, and got into the car to return to Wayne Building as fast as he could.

As he sat down in his office chair, Thomas gasped for breath with a hideous face, and then slowly closed his eyes, every wrinkle from the corner of his eye to his lips telling of his struggle.

The loss of a son, the loss of a wife, and the displacement of most of my life's suffering are like half-cutting into the earth in the whirlpool of quicksand, and this kind of despair cannot be understood without experience.

When the most tragic tragedies in the world are piled on top of one person, there is no will that cannot be destroyed, and no hope that cannot be extinguished.

Thomas's eyes flashed before his eyes, the way Bruce looked at him, the doctor's admonition to him, the attentive looks of the children on the East End...... In the face of suffering, smart people should learn to give up early, but in this world, there is a group of fools, how many times they are constantly arrogant when they hit the head with a stick, and how many basins of cold water can't extinguish the fire in their hearts.

When the old Batman opened his eyes again, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had made an important decision.

In an instant, the fragments of the international situation flashed through Thomas's mind, shattered into fine points of light, and intertwined into countless complicated lines.

Thomas's fingers lightly tapped on the table, and he asked Morey with a blank face, "Is Lieutenant General Abbots still alive?" ”

"You're talking about the army general you knew in the early years? He is still alive and has risen to the rank of general. Morey replied.

Thomas took a deep breath, his eyes were as cold as a crocodile before shedding tears, and when the deep voice of this sophisticated capital predator sounded, it was like sharp teeth grinding flesh.

"Reaching out to Mexico, Wayne Group is willing to provide internationalist assistance to the new democratic fighters in Guadalajara."

"Tell Admiral Abers that next year's military spending will increase by 50%, and Wayne will want 70%."