Bruce never expected that there would be so many unexpected situations during his internship trip.

What made him feel most tangled was of course his psychology professor Schiller.

It seems that this professor has not only been to Gotham for a few months, but the natives here are born and raised. No, perhaps most locals cannot do this.

Schiller quickly figured out all the rules of the city at a speed that even Bruce was caught off guard, and on this basis, he not only integrated it, but also became the best among them.

Bruce once heard Gordon say that Gotham is like a big quagmire, and anyone who comes in will slowly fall into this unextinguishable quagmire.

But Schiller, the professor who claimed to be an ordinary person, plunged into the quagmire in front of Bruce. Not only did he react quickly and move quickly, he jumped into the deepest part of his body, and he had no intention of extricating himself.

He transformed himself into a seamlessly connected bad guy who was worse than bad guys. From the personnel configuration and geographical advantages of gangsters, the protection fee standards of bars and restaurants, the odds of underground casinos, the rules of bulk contraband trading, arms transportation security, and dangerous goods smuggling routes, there is nothing this professor would not have.

Falcone nodded repeatedly when he heard the suggestions, and praised Schiller for being born in this business. If he had come to Gotham for thirty years, the twelve families would have Rodriguez.

This makes Bruce's impression of Schiller very complicated.

If you say that this professor is doing good deeds, but the methods he uses can no longer be called disgraceful, and he is simply a traitor.

But if you say he is doing evil, he is indeed constantly leveraging the original situation in Gotham with his own abilities, and through some extremely outrageous methods, the situation changes in the direction he wants.

And in Bruce's view, this change does not seem to be in a bad direction, but has created a shaky, but better new order.

Especially when Bruce received news from Gordon that there had been a significant decline in Gotham's crime rate in the past two weeks, he even felt it was ridiculous.

In this industrial chain shaped by Schiller, the combat effectiveness of the police was greatly strengthened because they were in the same group as the Falcone family, the largest gangster in Gotham.

Because the police chief was directly supported by Falcone, the Godfather provided them with a large number of heavy weapons, and they also used the Godfather's power to intimidate others.

Now, where there is a gangster fire, they can even arrive at the scene within 10 minutes, quickly suppress both sides, and then arrest them and throw them into a mental hospital.

Unlike in the past, the police are so enthusiastic about work. Now they have to even get the opportunity to go out for field trips. As long as they can invest a full member in the mental hospital, they can draw 2 points of all the fees paid for him in the hospital as their own compensation.

Gordon has been busy these days, and even those ten thousand-year-old paddling monsters are screaming to rush to the front line, fighting to uphold justice and fight against gangsters.

Recently, this righteous police detective didn't even know what justice is. It should be a good thing to attack gangsters so effectively, but he always feels that something is wrong.

However, such actions not only curbed the gang's arrogance, but also improved the lives of the police, making them fall in love with this damn job.

Recently, Gordon was extremely shocked to discover that now, there are people working overtime in the entire police station! Are they controlled by some devil?!

Indeed, it is a devil called greed. He has a gun in his hand and is not panicked. When you hold a heavy machine gun with sufficient ammunition to ask the gang to cease fire, you will also feel that the job is just like this. When you can get a considerable reward after doing this, you will feel that this is simply the best job in the world.

At the beginning, Falcone was also required to send his black gloves to provoke relations between certain gangs and let them shoot and fire.

But later, the anger was picked up. The "hyena" and the "captain" joined forces to block the "stealer" outside the two streets. The "locomotive" on the edge of the East District quickly joined the battle. Three of the four giants on Elizabeth Street wanted to help the game. Maroni, who had just digested the body of the Red Crow Gang, happened to fight a satisfying battle in a chaotic battle, and the entire East District was in chaos.

Originally, many people died of fire among the gangs. When the fight was in full swing, the police rushed into the battlefield with heavy machine guns and bazooka. The gangsters were all stupid. Are we gangsters or are you gangsters? Where can there be police officers who use bazooka to enforce the law?!

In this way, he was angry and killed a wave of people, and was captured by the police. The most capable gangsters in the East District were severely injured and did not dare to jump out. They all hid back to their hometown to lick their wounds.

The field team led by Gordon became famous in one battle. All Gotham knew the violent tactics of these policemen. They stepped on the accelerator of the armed pickup and entered the field directly. After the bulletproof shield was set up, the heavy machine gun was swept randomly, and the RPG was focused on attacking, advancing all the way, and finally washing the floor with a grenade.

The gangsters who can jump the most in the East District have all been lying down, so how dare the rest say anything?

Although this is more for Falcone's sake, after all, the old godfather is willing to support the police with all his strength, so he takes up all the truth and force. Ordinary gangs are unwilling to pay such a great price to solve the old godfather's tiger beard. Those who are willing to pay the price were beaten up by this sudden random punch and Gotham became quiet so strangely.

All of this was because of an ordinary professor who had a sudden enlightenment one morning.

Bruce thought that the professor became a black sheep in a group of black sheep, and the black sheep regarded him as a companion, but the enemy became a righteous good friend.

Bruce really didn't know how to evaluate this behavior.

Of course, Batman is a genius. After the initial entanglement, he felt that he had discovered a new possibility from Schiller's behavior.

Originally, he always felt that when fighting criminals, he should be quick, accurate and ruthless, and even killing chickens, he should use a scoundrel. It is best to eradicate the evil forces at all and prevent them from rekindling again.

But Schiller did not use this method. Whenever he attacked a force, he would not only not eliminate the roots, but at some point he would also apply some fertilizer to the forces he had attacked to make the poisonous seedlings that had been cut off to grow healthily again. Then he used them as wedges to dismantle another complex vine.

After Bruce saw these actions, he asked Schiller that question again, and Bruce said: "Are you really just an ordinary person? Or is there any unknown special force that can do it?"

Schiller sat in the office seat, turned the ballpoint pen in his hand, then clicked the tabletop, signaling Bruce to sit down, and he said, "I tell you that I am an ordinary person, and the focus of this answer is not whether I have mastered the magical powers that some ordinary people do not have."

"But I want to tell you that the most magical power of human beings is their thinking brain."

Schiller stood up and walked to the window. The attending physician's white coat was worn on him, making him look even more upright. Compared to the harsh professor in the school, Schiller, who looked like a doctor, seemed calmer and gentler.

"The answer to this question is not whether I am really an ordinary person, but that, as I once warned you, your advanced armor and expensive equipment will not make you a real Batman."

"Because the answers to those questions that bother you are not in these external objects."

"And in our brains that any ordinary person has."

"Actually, just calm down and think about it, you will know that complete violence cannot achieve any conditions you want, whether it is revenge or saving the city, it is destined to be a dead end."

Schiller lowered his head and fiddled with the ballpoint pen with his hands, and then said, "Actually, the path you chose is a dead end, but if you don't want to die, you have to find a way out of countless dead ends."

"I just showed you one of the methods, but not all, not…"

Bruce said: "Is this not enough? Is force, wisdom and firmness not enough?"

Schiller said: "And Gotham."

“…When will I learn Gotham?”

"Maybe it's until you die."

Before Bruce could speak, Schiller said, "Gotham is a book that can never be finished."

"I'm just a professor, I'm going to do, just like I did in class, I've drawn the key points for you, and you have to write the test paper yourself."

Bruce said: "Is the focus on power and checks and balances? Or is it the power of wisdom? It is thinking and vision?"

"No, it's like I did in class - the whole book is the focus."

Bruce was speechless. He didn't know whether Schiller was mocking him for not listening to the class or was suggesting something.

But Schiller's answer made him figure out a question.

If violence is used to stop the crime of this evil city, it is destined to be whimsical, and if Batman's military and financial resources cannot be filled with this simple and crude method, then perhaps it would be better to put aside pure violence and use his other specialty, namely wisdom, to manipulate all this behind the scenes.

This city full of countless violence cannot solve all problems with violence. Strong force is just his stepping stone, not everything.

When he opened the door with his strong financial resources and equipment, he met the teacher Schiller, and what Schiller showed Batman was a brand new Gotham.

A Gotham who put aside the violence on the surface, bloody and fierce conflict, is filled with countless fog and countless intricate relationships.

When Batman came to the deep roots below the land along the veins inside the huge canopy, and when he slid from that corner of the iceberg into the cold sea, he finally saw the true face of Gotham.

This is a new world, Batman wants.

But for him, this was not a setback or a blow, but a shot of stimulant.

His brain has never been as fast as it is today, nor has he ever thought he had the ability to accept and sort out these complex relationships so quickly until he kept up with Schiller's every move.

The pleasure of gradually digging out huge roots along the tiny veins fascinated Batman, and he felt a stronger excitement and joy than beating a criminal with a fist.

Bruce thought, maybe, this is the correct answer.

Perhaps, he is such a person, and is excited like a madman when facing this complex problem that may make any ordinary person feel extremely desperate.

This is him, this is the bat.
Chapter completed!