"Yes, I had a good conversation with Mrs. Pombos, and she was very fond of the poets of the 19th century, and you must know that there are not many Polish Romantic poets."

"Really? It just so happens that I also know a little bit about the Polish youth movement, and when it comes to romantic poetry, you must be talking about Mickiewicz, right? Many people like his "Ode to Youth", but I like his "Sacrifice of the Ancestors" even more, especially the second one. ”

Bruce, who was holding the wine glass, blinked slightly, and Schiller lowered his head and smiled: "That's right, in the second part of "The Sacrifice of the Ancestors", the view of revenge is very interesting, breaking through the empty and expensive illusions of most romantic poems, and putting hatred and revenge into the peasants' rebellion against the landlords......"

Bruce's eyes changed slightly when he heard Schiller say the words "peasants' rebellion against the landlords", but soon he laughed again, and said, "My favorite part is the discussion of the common moral standards...... What do you think morality is? ”

Schiller didn't answer, and sure enough, as soon as Bruce's words fell, he blocked his mouth with a wine glass, and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, look, I think this is something, but I heard Mr. March say that you are a professor working at the FBI Agent Training Institute, so I can't help but ask you a question as curiously as a student." ”

"It's okay, as long as you don't mind the slightly dry preaching at your private banquet, and I've always held my mind on that......"

As soon as Schiller said this, he felt a shadow behind him, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Lincoln March's face.

The burly gentleman was dressed in a rather delicately cut light suit, with a neckline cut in a bit of 18th-century vintage style, and his face was equally ruddy, like all businessmen, looking energetic and ready to work.

"Mr. March, are you here?" Schiller took a step back slightly, and the distance between him and Bruce when he had just reached out to toast was pulled away again, and in order not to appear to completely ignore the gentleman who suddenly joined the conversation, Schiller turned slightly sideways, no longer facing Bruce completely.

But in Schiller's afterglow, Bruce frowned imperceptibly, obviously not satisfied with the current atmosphere of the conversation.

"While it's easier to get the truth out when you're talking in private, talking in public can also be a great way to get to know a certain side of someone."

Apparently, Batman was planning to do just that, and he wanted to have some cultural, artistic, and even philosophical discussions with Schiller at the banquet to get to know the professor more fully, but was interrupted by March.

Greed stood in the back row, holding the back of the chair in front of him and said, "March thought he was relieving his temporary ally Schiller, but this made Batman target him." ”

"There's no doubt that both Batman and March want to use Schiller, and Schiller wants to use them." Bruce's voice came from the front seat.

Everyone is looking at the screen, the subtle atmosphere between the three people, as morbidly said, in such a social situation, everyone is using the atmosphere, but also changing the atmosphere, using some subtle changes in the atmosphere to convey their own code, everyone is also reading the atmosphere, reading what others want to express.

Although Schiller took a slight step back on the screen, he immediately spoke: "Yesterday during the psychological consultation...... Oh, Mr. March, you said you don't mind knowing what we're talking about, do you? ”

March narrowed his eyes slightly, but kept his smile unchanged, and nodded reservedly, so Schiller said: "Yesterday I talked to Mr. March about the tragedy of Mr. Erim, which is simply appalling, and there is no doubt that such a terrible case has caused great psychological pressure to everyone, and I hope that it will not be long before there will be a lot more records in the yellow pages of my telephone." ”

Bruce frowned, his face became serious, and he said, "Since I proposed a new round of investment in Gotham City, the city has not stopped, and there is a mysterious killer organization that has started killing people frequently, and I guess their purpose is to stop me from making Gotham better." ”

"Hey, Bruce, do you remember the last time we talked?" March immediately picked up: "As soon as I mentioned that there might be a mysterious and ancient organization behind Gotham, that terrible killer rushed straight in, he was coming for me, and he didn't want me to tell you this. ”

Schiller immediately glanced at the two of them and showed a puzzled expression, so Bruce spread out one hand and explained, "Mr. March and I met at the venue of the new Gotham investment plan. ”

"He was a very warm and energetic gentleman, with a big family and a keen eye, and he thought that my proposal could change the city for the better, so he confided in me his intention to invest."

"Of course, of course I think so." March continued Bruce's words and said: "Although everyone says that Gotham is not safe, but the economy here is not bad, or I am humble, in the entire East Coast, Gotham's economic development is also one of the best, and it depends on the good management of the Wayne Group." ”

"As a businessman, of course, I know how to grasp the timing firmly, and I thought that the new round of investment plans is really a great opportunity, so I made an appointment to visit Mr. Wayne, and on the day of the appointment, I came to the Wayne Building to talk to him about the specific investment projects."

"Of course, with such a large investment, it is natural to be cautious and cautious, I have no intention of questioning Mr. Wayne's ability, but there is one thing that worries me very much, in fact, there is a legend among the ancient families of Gotham, there is a mysterious and ancient force in control of Gotham, monitoring everything here."

"When I first said this, a terrible killer in a fancy costume with a pair of torch-like eyes broke through the window, and he knocked me down and almost killed me, and my injuries are still not healed."

March lowered his head and shook his head, as if sensing that he had a sense of reluctance, and Bruce continued with his words: "In the middle of the fight with them, I fell downstairs, but fortunately there was some security outside the Wayne Building, and I didn't die, it was a terrible experience." ”

"To tell you the truth, when Mr. Wayne was recuperating from his injuries, I carefully considered whether I wanted to stay here." March looked a little embarrassed, and Schiller heard him raise his voice, and said in a louder voice:

"I don't deny that greed is the nature of businessmen, everyone wants to make more money, it may seem a bit vulgar and rude, but it's a big truth, but the truth is that everyone is afraid of death, I can't risk being attacked by killers every day and participate in investment, I think, everyone thinks so."

Obviously, March's voice traveled far away, and Schiller could clearly hear the chatter around him, and all eyes were on Bruce Wayne.

"He's forcing Batman to take a stand." Clark touched his chin and said, "I often see this kind of scene, whenever the Ministry of Agriculture does something, the farmers will meet, and at the party, everyone will look at my dad with this kind of look, hoping that he will explain and respond." ”

"What do you think Batman is going to do?" Barry frowned, obviously not thinking it was easy to do, he shook his head and said, "If it is just a simple emphasis, 'I will keep you safe', it is obviously not strong enough, because March has been injured by the killer, and Bruce Wayne himself almost fell from the stairs, no matter how you guarantee it, it seems like a dead sheep." ”

"But if you explain it in detail, it seems a little empty-hearted." Konstantin also wrinkled the muscles in his eyes and said: "It will make him lose control of the situation, after all, the high man does not need to explain." ”

"It's another of March's traps." Bruce said calmly, "He must have something to do with the killer who stabbed him that day and made Batman fall from the stairs, or maybe that was simply arranged by him." ”

"He pretended to be an investor to participate in the investment plan, and deliberately showed great enthusiasm, being the first to eat the crab, and then arranging an assassination plan, using bitter tricks to tell others that Wayne can't guarantee even the most basic safety, so don't expect this investment plan to achieve anything."

"He deliberately chose to attack Wayne at his private banquet because at this time, Bruce Wayne was wrong in all his answers."

"If you continue to insist as a high-ranking person, I will guarantee your safety, then March's injury and his own experience of almost falling to his death are the best counter-arguments, but if he explains that it was just an accident like a low-ranking person, then he is no longer in control."

"And the key to breaking the game ......" the greedy voice went up.

“…… It's Schiller. Bruce's tone sank.

"Mr. Wayne, please allow me to interrupt."

In the middle of the banquet, Schiller suddenly spoke, raised his glass and greeted his surroundings, and said: "In yesterday's conversation, Mr. March did not tell me that the matter was so serious that if I had known earlier, I would not have advised him to go to psychotherapy, but would have advised him to contact the FBI immediately." ”

When the words "FBI" landed, the atmosphere in the venue was condensed.

"I'm sorry, I'm a foreigner, I really don't understand, isn't this kind of organized assassination a terrorist attack? Shouldn't this fall under the purview of the FBI? ”

Schiller made a very puzzled expression, and his tone also revealed a deep incomprehension.

"With so many murders, so serious that even Mr. Wayne and Mr. March nearly lost their lives, shouldn't the federal violent law enforcement agencies be brought in?"

"Friends, please don't be ashamed of this, this is a reasonable demand of taxpayers, you pay so many taxes every year, a large part of which is approved by the FBI, the purpose of their existence is to solve problems for us, and now that such a vicious incident has happened, why doesn't anyone think of calling the police?"

Schiller's tone was incredulous, and he moved slowly, as if inadvertently blocking Bruce's face, and the eyes of the people here moved away the moment they met the professor's eyes.

Gentlemen in suits and leather shoes looked up to study the patterns on the ceiling, and ladies dressed in luxury looked down to study the fit of the toes of their high heels with the floor.

"Poof!"

Clark laughed directly, he coughed lightly, looked at Bruce and said, "Why does this sound a little familiar?" Did I advise someone to call the police? ”

"Let the Gotham call the police—" Harley let out a long note.

"It's better to kill them directly." Jason summed it up crisply.