"Gotham's new world..."
Gordon silently recited the words Lin En said in his heart: "...has it been here long ago..."
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Gordon pursed his lips and shook his head gently, took off his reading glasses, sat on a chair, and gently rubbed the corners of his eyes.
The new world of Gotham has indeed arrived a long time ago.
When was it?
Probably four or five years ago.
Once upon a time, when he was a young man, Gotham had a different look, one that made people sad, desperate, and cold.
Gotham at that time was just like today. The sky was always gray, foggy, and rainy. Pedestrians walked in a hurry, and everyone had a long face.
Gotham at that time was dominated by gangs.
From the gangs seeking a living in the gutter to the upper echelons of Gotham's officialdom, bad guys are everywhere.
Even the police station where Gordon, who is full of justice, works, is also a bunch of dirty rats.
At that time, Gordon still had a hot temper and was far from calm. He was always aggrieved, always dared to speak out, and always dared to fight.
Because of this, he won the respect of both the pros and cons, and also earned the title: Gotham Fighting King.
During that period, Gordon was alone.
Later, four or five years ago, he met the most powerful helper in his life.
Batman.
A smarter mind, more erudite knowledge, more investment, more desperate efforts, better ability to fight...
Batman is like an armed, more radical and rational version of Gordon, quickly becoming a new generation of Gotham's fighting king, just replacing Gordon, who has gradually aged and even wears reading glasses.
It seems that... from that time on, the entire situation in Gotham changed.
Criminals are knocked out again and again, and come back again and again, becoming crazier, more evil, and more destructive.
In fact, things like superpowers have begun to appear in the entire world, including Gotham.
Their crazy counterattack was something Gordon had never seen before when he was young.
Those people seem to simply like crime and are used to committing crimes. Their attitude towards Batman will always be a mystery.
Sometimes they hate him so much that almost every criminal has the dream of killing Batman with their own hands.
Sometimes they "worship" Batman crazily, and in a sense regard Batman as a totem-like existence.
Gotham without Batman isn't Gotham.
The Batman who was killed was not Batman.
However, they are still keen to challenge Batman and fear him.
Batman has become a part of Gotham, synonymous with Gotham, and an important reason why Gotham is the Gotham it is today.
Gordon has always known this.
The changes in Gotham began, to a large extent, because of Batman.
But can you blame Batman?
Blame him for not willing to pay more?
Blame him for not being able to think of a better way?
Is it because he didn't turn into a madman who kills everyone he sees?
Don't blame this. The appearance of Linn is a good proof of the terrible consequences that a Batman who loses his mind will bring.
God...Gordon couldn't even imagine what would happen if Lynn was more evil.
Fortunately, he was not interested in anything. Fortunately, he was afraid of death and timid. Fortunately, he was not even more crazy...
"Thank you Batman for not being crazy, thank you Lynn for not being too crazy..."
Gordon was so deep in thought that he was so frightened that he broke out in sweat.
To be honest, if the current Lynn and Batman asked Gordon to choose one as Gotham's savior, Gordon would definitely choose Batman, because he has reason to believe that Lynn's way of saving Gotham may be to destroy Gotham. Kill everyone in the city, and then pick up a group of people from somewhere else, or simply blow up Gotham and rebuild it.
Lynn has always had this thought, and it's no joke.
However, for now, Lynn's "self-destruction, perish together" rescue method is indeed the most promising way to change Gotham.
This was helpless, and it was very frustrating, but Gordon had to admit that what Lynn said made sense.
Gordon himself and Batman and Batman's alter ego Bruce Wayne have tried just about everything, and Gotham hasn't changed much.
As Gordon first thought and recalled, the frequency of crime in Gotham has decreased since he was young, but the intensity of individual crimes has increased sharply.
This is not entirely good news.
Perhaps the only good news in the past five years is Lynn's existence.
Thankfully, he's just not that interested in anything, rather than standing directly opposite Batman and becoming one of Gotham's major villains.
"So, we can only give it a try according to his method. At least, we have witnessed the worst result, how much worse can it be.
well……"
Gordon walked to the window and sighed.
I'm already friends with Lynn, so what should I be afraid of?
With this thought in mind, Gordon walked back to his desk, picked up the phone, and prepared to make a call to Batman to discuss these matters.
With Linn's acting style, there is no need to think about it. This must be something he decided to do when he suddenly got interested. He must not have told Batman about it.
"That's right. It's not certain that Batman is still fainting somewhere right now."
As soon as Gordon pressed the number, the phone rang suddenly. It was Alfred calling.
Pick up immediately.
"Al, what did you get from Lynn's house?"
Gordon heard some unusual news.
"He's not there?! It's impossible. That's Lynn's home. How could there be someone...
He left after he woke up. Didn't you receive his call?
Then he's not here...
You got a call from him and he wasn't there?
Well, okay, I get it. "
Putting down the phone, Gordon slapped his forehead with his hand, disbelief written all over his face.
Batman actually disappeared?
Where did he go?
Why……
Gordon thought about Linn. Could it be that Linn buried him...
"It shouldn't, it shouldn't, it won't, it won't, it won't, it won't... No, I have to call Lynn!"
Batman disappears, that's a big deal.
……………………
Time goes back a few hours.
A cold floor was obviously not a good place to sleep, especially when the place was covered with various tree roots.
Did Batman wake up from the cold?
Maybe he woke up from pain.
"This guy Linn..."
After rubbing his forehead and waking up, Batman took a few seconds to think about what had happened in the past.
He and Lynn used some kind of earring to merge into one person, and then defeated the Trinidad, and then got a headache, and then met Lex Luthor, and then returned to the city, and then there was a strange riot among ordinary citizens in Gotham, and then he took over Fighting with wounds that were not yet healed and lack of mental strength, then I met Lin En, and then my head hurt even more, and then I was knocked unconscious, and then I was left here to wake up, and then my head hurt even more...
"damn it……"
Since the battle with the Three Palace Demons, he seemed to have barely stayed in bed for two and a half days, and then he had no choice but to return to the world to resolve the disputes in Gotham.
His front foot had just been injured internally and externally because he and Lin En fought against the Three Palace Demon. Later, Lin En beat him again, which made the injury more serious. He was also thrown to the floor and lay all night.
To be honest, at this time, whether Superman, Wonder Woman, or Martian Manhunter, their injuries may not be as severe as Batman's, but they are all lying down to recuperate, and Batman himself has been working hard again. Wave, and was injured again.
And he was beaten by his teammates.
In other words, Batman has better physical fitness, is he the chosen one, invulnerable to all poisons, indestructible and so on.
If it had been anyone else, he would have been dead by now.
Not everyone can be like Lin En, who has more than thirty concealed weapons inserted into his body and still insists on going out to find a bicycle to ride like a normal person.
He's mentally ill, that's different~
However, even if this is the case, Batman will not have a hard time either.
His condition can really be said to be worse than ever.
Physical fatigue is secondary, mental fatigue is the main reason.
He felt like he could hardly stand.
…
Just taking off his equipment and bat armor wasted a lot of effort. It was daytime now, and he couldn't go back to his home wearing this.
Wearing a thin cotton T-shirt and training pants, Bruce Wayne took off his Batman armor and rested for a while, then began to try to find some food or drinks at Lynn's house.
Drugs can make people feel dependent. Batman rarely uses drugs even when treating wounds. That will make him more familiar and more adaptable to the feeling of pain. This familiarity and adaptation may become a decision in a certain battle. Something to win or lose.
However, he would not refuse alcohol and tobacco.
This can be regarded as some kind of kindness and compromise towards oneself.
However, what Bruce wants more now is food.
He had never observed Lin En's home carefully. Lin En was his friend, but he didn't seem to be a good friend at inviting others to his home.
Not only for the friends around him, but in fact, even Linn himself doesn't live at home very much.
You can tell by the dust on the table.
This place is more like an ancient kingdom invaded by plants than an inhabited villa.
After a brief spin, Bruce was disappointed.
He never thought that a house with people living in it would not have a kitchen!
There aren’t even working appliances in this house!
No, it’s not just the electrical problem, it doesn’t have electricity at all!
Linn...he also eats!
Bruce saw it.
He saw the big black cauldron propped up in the middle of the living room, which looked like some kind of black cauldron only for witches, and he also saw the burned wood on the floor under the black cauldron.
"OMG..."
Even people like Bruce who had seen big scenes were shocked.
Is this how Lynn lives? !
This is really... energy-saving and environmentally friendly.
After finding the pot, Bruce also found other ingredients near the pot.
They are all placed nicely on a long, waist-high shelf.
Based on Bruce's understanding of architecture and similarly decorated interior design, this place should be the location of a large clock and fireplace...
Zhong...may have been set on fire by Lin En.
For some reason, Bruce believed that Lynn could do such a thing.
Of course there are no vegetables or anything like that here. But they grew everywhere in Lynn's house.
It's really everywhere. There's a row of tomatoes growing under the windowsill, and there are also peppers next to them.
There are no electrical appliances or electricity here, but fortunately there is water. After wandering around here, Bruce chose the easiest way to fill his stomach.
Make a pot of vegetable porridge.
The omnipotent Bruce doesn't seem to be a very good kitchen expert, and he makes the simple matter of making porridge very complicated.
The hands that can control various weapons are not very obedient when cutting vegetables. Issues such as whether to add salt, how much to add, how much water to add, whether the fire is high or low, are much more complicated than upgrading a generation of armor...
Fortunately, he finally ate the delicious rice.
Well...cooking porridge is really a technical job...
…………
Maybe it was because he was doing it himself, or maybe he could always taste the deliciousness of food better when he was tired and hungry. Bruce was very satisfied with the meal, even though his food was only eaten with broken small sticks mixed with vegetables. Just white rice.
After getting energy supplement from food, Bruce's condition improved a lot.
He is now ready to go back to his home, because according to his estimation, maybe Linn simply forgot him here or maybe, with his character, he might not come back until who knows when.
Just make a call and ask Alfred to pick it up. After all, he's going back now...
"That's right. There is communication equipment on the Bat Armor... Sigh..."
It seems that his condition is really not very good. He has forgotten about this matter, so much so that he could go home and have a normal meal, but in the end, he failed so much and ate a meal of raw white rice. .
For a moment, Bruce felt that what he just ate didn't taste that good.
Picking up his helmet, fortunately, although Lin En was crazy, he at least paid attention and didn't hit his head hard with his fist, really beating him to death. The helmet was in good condition and all the functions it should use could be used.
After briefly chatting with Alfred, who was slightly excited, and telling him that he was at Lynn's house now, and asking Alfred to pick him up here, Bruce cut off the call.
It would take a while for Al to come, so Bruce, who had been lying down for a while, found a box, packed all his equipment, and walked out of Lynn's house with them, heading towards Al.
Anyway, near Lynn's house, it seems that it's hard to even ride a bicycle in, and it's even less possible for Al to come in with a car. He has to get out no matter what.
The billionaire was dressed simply, carrying a box and walking alone on the road with a haggard look. He looked like he had been kicked out.
Fortunately, there was no one near Linn's house.
It wasn't until he walked out of the forest near Lynn's house and onto the road that Bruce finally returned to civilized society and left the virgin forest.
There are not many cars on the road, and this place is relatively remote. However, how come no one knows Bruce in Gotham.
"Wow! You're Bruce Wayne!"
A car stopped next to Bruce, and a surprised face stuck out of the car window: "Billionaire Bruce Wayne, why...heh, do you want me to give you a ride?"
"No, thank you for your kindness, but my butler is already on his way."
"Wow, butler."
The middle-aged man kept staring at Bruce Wayne, with some unpredictable expression on his face.
"Bruce, you are still so annoying..."
(End of chapter)
