The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

It was another rainy night, on the road full of water, the lights of the speeding cars flashed, Gordon walked down the stairs quickly wearing rain boots, shook hands with Schiller who was walking up, and said in an exaggerated tone : Thank goodness, Professor, you came just in time!

Let's go in and talk.

Gordon pushed open the door of the police station, and before he could bring Schiller into the office, a small policeman came over and said, Boss, the interrogation room on the second floor is full, and the drunk and Scarface beat him up. Fighting, three people pulled them away, the black man with the band tattoo was crazy, we don't have enough manpower, we can't bear to see so many prisoners...

Gordon sighed and said, I'll catch someone later, there's no need for an interrogation, just lock him up first.

Gordon took Schiller up the stairs, and he walked in front, walking fast, without turning his head, and said: Recently, these people have gone crazy. Today, the crime rate in Gotham has increased by 12 times, and the interrogation room and prison cells cannot accommodate them. gone.

I don't know what's going on, everyone is very angry. After Gordon walked to the corridor, he pointed to the end of the corridor and said, The two people locked up in the interrogation room died because of a pack of cigarettes. Fighting, and there is a couple in the room on the left, and when they quarrel, they dance with knives and guns...

I thought this was Gotham everyday. Schiller also walked up the stairs quickly, standing behind Gordon and said.

It was indeed like this before. It's just that after the logistics system was put into operation, there were very few idlers like this. I didn't expect it to appear again.

He sighed and said, However, as expected, the roads in the city are flooded too much, the logistics operation has basically stagnated, and everyone is staying at home.

But you still feel abnormal, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to me.

That's right, even if Gotham was rotten before, there shouldn't be so many mental patients popping up overnight.

Now in the office on the third floor, two people are convulsing, one is foaming at the mouth, and the other has started talking nonsense.

Our officers did alcohol and drug tests on them and they showed nothing wrong, they just suddenly became ill.

Gordon stood at the door of the office, with his hands on his hips, and said to Schiller, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference if it wasn't for the kid named Coppert who got sick last time, but their symptoms are very similar, so I have to call you over. Look, what is going on here?

Schiller frowned. He pushed open the office door and saw a few people curled up in the corner, just like Cobblepot at that time, drenched and twitching, muttering to himself.

Schiller shook his head and said, I expected it a long time ago. This is the aftermath of the rain.

Gordon didn't hear what he said clearly. Just as he was about to ask again, Schiller interrupted him and said, Don't worry about it, just transfer them to Arkham. As you expected, this Not normal, I need further investigation.

When Schiller came to his office in Arkham Asylum, it was raining heavily outside the window again, and this rain had been less than 4 hours since the last time.

Schiller walked to the window and watched the raindrops slap on the guardrail outside the glass, reflecting a faint luster. He silently calculated in his heart that thunderstorms began to become more and more frequent, from once every two days two weeks ago to once a day Once, and today there have been three heavy rains.

He walked out of the office and knocked on the door of the next ward, and Batman's voice came from inside: Please come in.

Schiller walked in and saw him and Copperpot standing on both sides of the table with this map of Gotham City on the table, Schiller said directly after entering, It seems that the plan really disgusted them.

Coppert smiled sinisterly, and the corner of Batman's mouth twitched. He said, You gave me a new understanding of how despicable human tactical planning can be.

If you don't use this method, even if you catch their tails, they will only hide deeper and deeper instead of jumping out.

Batman sighed, his mind flashing back to a few days ago.

Evans, Batman, and Copperpot speculated that the method used by the Court of Owls to monitor the living hell is the water well, but this is still only a guess and needs to be further verified.

Batman intends to sneak into the living hell to investigate by himself, but Coppert rejects him. He feels that the living hell is his own territory, and Batman doesn't need to intervene.

Batman followed his usual skeptical style. He didn't trust Coppert, and he still planned to do it himself.

The two were at a stalemate, and finally, under the mediation of Evans, the two split up. Copperpot investigated the North District, and Batman investigated the South District. The two did their own things without interfering with each other.

During the reform of the living hell, a total of 6 wells in the southern district and the northern district were all filled up. However, this kind of filling did not block the wells from the bottom to the top. The place below three meters is still a well.

Batman found the entrance of a sewer step by step, and then planned to make a passage from the ground to the bottom of the well.

However, a wild man like Cobett, who is not from a major, has a broader thinking. He still found tires, red trucks, rockets, etc., and formed a small team, intending to use a special method to investigate.

These few people are different from the rich and willful Batman. After all, they don’t have that solid equipment, not even night vision goggles. It’s not realistic to find out the original structure of the living hell in the complicated sewers. Yes, but Ye Luzi also has Ye Luzi's method.

It also starts with the old drug dealer who provided them with the map.

What Gotham lacks most are all kinds of geniuses who have gone astray, and the best of them are these drug dealers who are like gophers.

In Gotham, it is true that there will be no police stopping you from selling these contraband, but the greatest danger comes from your peers.

This kind of thing must be stored and transported, and once the storage location and transportation route are discovered by other gangsters, then you just wait for the valuable goods to disappear.

In order to avoid this situation, most of the drug dealers operating in the living hell have their own transportation routes.

The same is true for this old drug dealer. He joined forces with several other relatively large business leaders to control most of the underground passages within the living hell.

They don't go to the ground at all, but directly transport goods through the underground passage, so that they can avoid being discovered by the gangsters in the living hell and reduce the probability of being robbed.

When Living Hell was undergoing reforms, most of the underground passages were destroyed by foundation supports, but there were still a few that could be used. Coppert obtained these materials, and then found the secret at the bottom of the well faster than Batman.

They guessed right. Among the five wells in the North District, the bottoms of three wells are connected to a secret room, and the rooms are also connected to each other and lead to a larger meeting room.

When Coppert found out here, he didn't enter rashly, but notified Batman.

Batman, who is better at sneaking in, touched the periphery of these rooms. After investigation, he found that, unlike the huge conference room he found before, there were signs of recent human activities here.

Batman thought, what they expected was really good. If the owls have been operating here for decades, they will never completely abandon Gotham's territory. Even if they are urgently transferred due to some accidents, they will definitely stay in other strongholds. caretaker.

After several days of squatting, Batman discovered that the underground of the living hell seemed to be a new stronghold for members of the Court of Owls.

Based on the principle of exchanging information among members of the Gotham Secret Society, Batman, I simply told Schiller about the situation, but Schiller came up with a very speechless but potentially extremely effective plan as if he had been prepared for a long time. .

As Schiller said, it is not difficult to catch the tail of the owl court, and it is not difficult to even break into their stronghold. It's endless.

So there must be a plan to force them out actively, let them reveal a bigger show, and create a chance of success.

The specific plan is this, Schiller speculates that even if the court of owls is hidden underground, they must use energy to illuminate and communicate.

So where does this energy come from?

While the possibility of their own independent energy facilities is not ruled out, from Schiller's knowledge of the court of owls, they are like tumors growing on normal tissue. The method they are more likely to adopt is to mix in their own people during the transformation of the living hell, and then pull a line from the energy system of the living hell to supply their own energy.

So Schiller asked Gordon to find the little slippery head, and then let Coppert take the little slippery head around the living hell twice.

Sure enough, the little slicker soon discovered that there was a power line that was going in the wrong direction. After chasing this line, Coppert found the energy pipeline of the owl court stronghold.

In addition to the power supply, there are other pipelines, and the above ground part is hidden and unguarded.

And Schiller's ultimate plan is to dump shit.

Connect the sewage treatment pipeline of the living hell with the energy supply pipeline of the owl court, and the sewer system of the entire living hell will be connected to the pipeline of the owl court.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the results. In Gotham, there is no place with a higher population density than the Living Hell area, and the shit-making ability here is naturally top-notch.

That excrement flooded their stronghold and turned it into a huge digester.

Batman's tone was a little tense, he said: And judging from the situation at the scene, some people failed to escape in time at the moment of falling...

Batman was silent for a while, as if he was suppressing the nausea caused by his imagination, after that, Batman said quite pertinently: Although it's disgusting, it's effective.

You said before that they have cultivated a lot of killers. If I break in alone, I'm not sure I can beat them all.

Even if I can beat them, once they hold me back and release the killer, all the residents of the living hell will suffer.

Living Hell is the most densely populated place in Gotham. No matter what happens in the Owl Court, there will be a lot of casualties. For this reason, we have to force them out of there. No more murder.

Schiller looked at Batman, the corners of his mouth still curled down, looking deep and serious.

Schiller thought, maybe this is the uniqueness of Batman among superheroes. Although personal heroism is still inevitable, he is willing to trade his own regression for tactical victory, rather than having to be greedy and show himself. powerful.

In the face of a despicable tactic, it is not to stand on the moral high ground and blame it, but to analyze and judge rationally. Perhaps this is the basic quality of a tactician.