"You mean, he can freeze a living person in the freezing chamber and make her live well?!"

"Ha...oh, no...no...I mean, this is really a pity, it's such a sad love story, God bless this poor lady, I'm willing to donate to it, I'll invite him tomorrow, you know, I'm also a person who believes in love..."

At this time, Schiller was sitting in the office of Arkham Mental Hospital. There was a long queue in front of him. Schiller shouted without raising his head: "Next!"

A black man with a fat face walked up, and the paper piece of the diagnosis was pinched in his hand, not even as big as a finger. He carefully pinched the diagnosis and handed it to Schiller. Schiller glanced and said, "Congenital polio?? Which guy who didn't listen to the class wrote this?? Didn't I say that I went to the textbook to find nouns?"

He glanced at the black man and said, "Wait No. 3 on the 2nd floor." Then he picked up his pen and quickly stroked the diagnosis twice, signed a name, wrote another prescription, handed it to the man, and continued to shout, "Next!"

At this time, Brand, wearing a white coat, rushed in and said, "You can't accept it anymore! You can't accept patients anymore! We don't have a ward anymore!"

"Let them squeeze, there are more than 100 people here."

"But no matter how crowded it, it is impossible for a ward to accommodate 30 people!"

Schiller looked up and thought, "Let them be released from prison with bail, there is still a place for Gotham Prison?"

Brand was stupid, and he said, "What's the matter if it's out of bail?"

"But most of them were originally here for medical parole!"

"Then set up a medical station in the prison and let... let Bruce go there. The intern doctor is also a doctor. He has experience and asked him to apply the model here. If there is no place for the hospital, go to the prison, and if there is no place for the prison, come to the hospital. That's it."

Schiller quickly arranged the remaining many patients and returned to the office of Gotham University, where it was basically in chaos. All people with college degree or above were arrested and calculated.

In this era without supercomputers, it is necessary to rely on manpower to calculate the most perfect logistics route. The calculations required are terrible. Victor and Anna, the leading ones are almost crazy.

Schiller also participated in it because he had a symbiotic body. In order to avoid traffic jams when he went to and from get off work in the future, he was happy to work overtime.

But soon, Roy came again. He still held a gun and the phone in his hand. He rushed into the office in a hurry, and then said: "Two of the three financial departments of the municipal government were exhausted, and one of them was buried by the sand and soil leaked from the sand truck. They are still being rescued. Who of you goes with me? The financial statements are almost piled up!"

One of the local professors in Gotham said: "Not everyone can do this job. Although the mayor in Gotham is short, his financial life is not long, and everyone knows what they do..."

When Schiller heard this, he was no longer sleepy. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you!"

Roy hesitated and said, "Please forgive me for offense, professor, but aren't you a psychology professor? Does psychology have finance?"

"Of course, you have to know that psychology is all-encompassing, and I personally have a lot of experience in it..."

Roy had no choice but to agree half-believingly.

The next morning, Roy stood in front of all the gangster family leaders and said, "Now I have good news, and bad news."

"Speak good news first, I've heard enough bad news." One of them said: "I still have three trucks stuck on Fifth Avenue."

"The good news is that if nothing unexpected happens, the city's GDP may be expected to surpass the metropolis and become the number one in the United States this year."

There was an uproar in the following moments, and the gang bosses whispered, saying, "Why did you get the first place so soon? My goods have not been sold yet!"

"Aren't you still fifth or sixth before? How long has it been? Are you sure that this data is OK?"

Roy waved his hand and signaled them to stay calm, then said, "The bad news is that this is not because our city has developed, but because there are problems with the statement."

"So it's up to everyone to decide whether we should be the first."

The rest of the people were even more confused. How big the big problem should the report be, which would allow them to surpass the Metropolis and directly airborne to the first place.

To be honest, Roy didn't understand this question. Anyway, he just saw Schiller sorting out the pile of financial reports for the night and gave him a very reasonable but outrageous statistical data.

Then he told him that he was about to become the mayor who led the city's economy to develop the fastest, improve the most, and improve the fastest in the history of urban development in the United States.

Roy said: "According to a financial officer who did not want to be named, if we were the number one, we would become more famous and add more investment opportunities. If we were not the number one..."

Roy stuttered for a moment, then took out a piece of paper and read it to it: "Some errors that are allowed to occur in the understanding of macroeconomics will bring more room for regulation to actual data, including the stabilization of...inflated growth, the redundant space left on the impact of the crisis, and...."

As he was chanting, Roy couldn't even recite it himself. He said, "Sorry, I don't recognize too many words in the following paragraph. In short, if you don't have this reputation, everyone will have more..."

Roy made a common gesture for the gangster, and all the bosses understood that they unanimously chose the latter.

Of course, this must not be for the convenience of official money laundering, but mainly because Gotham citizens are not vain and are modest and low-key.

At this time, in Gotham Police Department, Gordon's office, Bruce was really unable to hold back. He said, "You mean, are you going to borrow my bat lamp? What are you going to use for?"

Gordon was also a little embarrassed, saying, "This is nothing to do. Yesterday, I don't know which bastard had a bad idea and actually renovated the only old-fashioned traffic light at the central intersection, causing a lot of trouble."

That's right, just after the traffic got better, there was a mess again.

There are no traffic lights at most intersections in Gotham, because this thing was useless in the past, only the large turntable in the most central city still retains an old-fashioned traffic light pole.

Although it was useless in the past, under the deterrence of force, Gordon discovered that this thing was indeed much more convenient than calling.

Therefore, most of the traffic flow in the central urban area is directed by traffic lights, and the person around the watchtower is only responsible for force deterrence.

But it is worthy of being a simple Gotham City. This absurd city has never lacked absurd geniuses.

I don’t know which little genius in physics and engineering was, but I went to the dark of the night to renovate this old antique traffic light that had been around for many years.

Under the command of the wrong traffic light, yesterday the situation of the center turntable was that the left and right walks, the front and right walks, the back and the right walks...

At the end of the day, the entire intersection on the right was unobstructed, and the other three intersections could only stare at them.

Originally, all the drivers in Gotham City were in the late stage of road rage. If everyone couldn't walk, then it would be fine. But if others were walking forward one after another, they would have to be blocked here, so they would definitely not be happy.

So the central turntable that had just been slightly repaired was almost ruined again.

Later, the traffic light was repaired again, but after so many twists and turns, this old-fashioned traffic light basically stopped lit up. The ordinary traffic light probably ended up like this traffic light. At the peak of the evening, it basically lasted for three hours.

For Gotham citizens, it is difficult to distinguish such a completely inconspicuous thing by their somewhat crazy brains, so Gordon thought of a solution, and he planned to have a high power.

So the question is, where is the maximum power light in Gotham?

Bruce looked at Gordon speechlessly. Gordon rubbed his hands wrongly and said, "Actually, this is also a crime fight. After all, if everyone was shipping goods at night, most people wouldn't go out to find trouble."

Gordon pulled Bruce to the Gotham map hanging by the wall, and said, "This is the statistics I have done recently. You see, the crime rate has dropped significantly in several blocks with relatively good traffic conditions, because usually the gangsters look for drivers in the local area to find drivers who are familiar with the route."

"These drivers are basically members of local tyrant gangs, which are the main forces of local crimes. Because the transportation capacity is insufficient now, the gang is willing to hire these people at a high price to help them deliver goods overnight. It doesn't matter if they don't have a driver's license. Anyway, most people don't have a driver's license."

"They were driving trucks all night, so of course they didn't have much time to go out to commit crimes. The money they earned from two trips was worth the gains from robbery in two months. Now most of the gangs who could drive basically found a similar job. I heard that there was a small gang that changed jobs together and became a truck transport driver, and they are still recruiting people crazy."

In fact, this is not beyond Bruce's expectations. Batman has also been patrolling at night recently, but there is really nothing good to patrol recently because the streets are full of people working.

If the truck driver doesn't rest, the driver also has to eat and drink water. After the night shift, he can go for a midnight snack. The restaurant, bar and roadside stalls are no longer resting. The restaurant, the restaurant has to sell the night things after selling the daytime things, so it requires more raw materials reserves, and more drivers are needed to deliver goods to them, and more chefs and waiters are also required.

However, after all, regular restaurants have rent, so the prices of things sold are relatively expensive, and the things cooked by the chef may not be as good as the tastes of those gangsters. They have been used to street stalls since childhood.

So many people who know how to cook also set up street stalls. Gotham has no urban management, so of course they can set up wherever they want.

As there are many roadside stalls, the originally small alley becomes narrower. Most people have to demolish illegal buildings in front of the building and widen the roads to facilitate the formation of night markets.

These night-time drivers suddenly made a lot of money and of course they would be keen on spending. The casinos and dance halls simply stopped resting. Even the bartenders, dancers, and licensees had to work overnight. These people also needed more service industry facilities to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

In short, in the streets near each transportation hub, the recent days have been brightly lit and more lively than during the day. Once Gotham citizens gather together, they will try every means to find excitement and engage in confrontational sports. There are no electronic games in this era, and the way to find excitement is nothing more than playing basketball, playing football or gathering people to brag.

Who is Batman? He is Gotham’s Dark Knight with the focus on darkness.

Which alley you are walking near the main road you are now walking, starting with a group of folk football masters shouting, and at the end are a group of truck drivers sitting around a stool and eating a table while blowing the sky. The whole street was covered with wires, and various strings of lights were hung between street lights and street light poles. There were also high-power spotlights hanging in the air to shine on the ground. Batman was stunned as soon as he landed from the dim roof.

Because the streets near these transportation hubs were too lively and Batman had no room to play, he walked towards those more remote and fewer streets.

However, the business gathering brings not only the prosperity of the market, but also the flow of people. Even Gotham is the most vulnerable group, such as single mothers taking care of their children, and they can also find a job of serving or washing dishes in restaurants that open all night.

The strong labor force generally goes to do more money-making work. Restaurants are short of staff, and they want more people to do this kind of work. The people of Gotham City do not exist in isolation. Basically, there are contacts between groups. One is spreading ten, ten is spreading hundreds of vulnerable groups living in more remote and far-flung places. Most of them will find a lively night market nearby, where they can work odd jobs. Even if they just pick up garbage, they can earn one or two dollars, which is enough for them to have a meal.

However, because the place they live and where they work is far away, it will delay their work time, so most of them will move closer.

If you are close to this kind of place, the rent for the house will be more expensive, but the landlord is not stupid. Originally, he would charge $100 for renting a room for one person, but now he divides the room into three and gives three people each, and charges $50 for each person. He can earn an additional $50, and those people will be grateful.

So a large number of landlords in the night market streets began to divide their houses into smaller sizes. Those vulnerable groups didn’t care how small their rooms were, and they wouldn’t be more dilapidated than where they used to live.

Then the gangsters who managed and ruled the street discovered that if they could create more such rooms, they could attract more outsiders, improve the efficiency of the entire street, and charge more protection fees.

So they began to take the initiative to convert the attic or some vacant rooms in their own industries into smaller apartments, which were specially prepared for outsiders who were attracted by the industry.

Some poor people really don’t have a penny, and the gangsters also allow them to move in first and then pay off their debts every month. Some gangsters who urgently need to hire people even don’t even have interest. When they first moved in, they paid off their rent. As long as you help me work on this street, I will not only not charge you interest, but also give you subsidies. Anyway, I won’t earn you three or two rents.

Then Batman discovered that Gotham had become strangely quiet recently. With the transportation hub as the center, the new commercial areas radiated outward, which began to gradually develop.

In these new commercial areas, few people will cause trouble because if you used to kill two people in a dark alley, the police might not have noticed it for a long time, and if you know some special skills, this might have turned into a unsolved case.

But in such a bustling night market, this kind of thing is almost impossible. Even when playing football, whoever blacks the ball can spread throughout the block the next day. If you rob the spot, you'd better expect the police to come quickly, otherwise the local gangsters will definitely stuff you into the sewer.

Because if you kill someone in the street, it will take time to wash the floor, right? The police come to investigate and cooperate with the investigation. The witnesses around you have to be summoned again. How much time will it take? How much turnover will be lost? How much protection fee will be charged?

It would be fine if you were far away, the gang may not bother to care, but at such a close distance, more than a dozen gangsters patrolled the street. You just took out the gun and robbed the word "robbery" before you could say it, you might have had more than a dozen holes on your body.

When doing business, Gotham can’t lose the tradition of shooting first and then asking questions.

In this way, in one dark night after another, Batman stood alone on the roof, watching the faint dark nights that once were lighted up, and now he was standing on the roof of Wayne Building, at the center and highest point of Gotham, and there were thousands of lights under his feet.

He thought, perhaps he had witnessed a miracle so close that this unsaved, chaotic and terrible city began to sprout in chaos, grow in chaos, and then a strange and strange flower bloomed.

It blooms freely in the dark night without hiding its chaos and malice. Batman thought that this black flower would still bloom towards the sun, but it was just a black sun.

And he, and Batman, Batman, did not feel frustrated, a new force surged in his heart, a new idea, a broader idea than the night and revenge, appeared in his heart for the first time.

He had a wonderful premonition that this world and this universe were changing for something, just like Gotham.

And the next time, he thought that in this miraculous change, he would no longer be a bystander, but a participant.

He watched as another night came, lights gradually lit up, and in addition to the cold wind and darkness above the sky, the flashing spots began to spread rapidly on the streets until the entire city was lit up.
Chapter completed!