The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Following the Penguin's shout, staff from the Mayor's Mansion rushed in immediately, but the Emperor Penguin had already closed the door and winked at the Penguin.

The Penguin slapped his forehead. He understood what the Emperor Penguin meant. If a person may not be able to persist until the rescue or the rescue may not be successful, then it is better to destroy the body as soon as possible and pretend that this has never happened. At least he can remove himself. go out.

But what kind of person would try to destroy Batman's body? Even if Batman were a newbie, this would be an impossible task.

In addition to Batman being Batman, he is still Bruce Wayne. Even if many people want Bruce to die, if he really dies, whether it is the FBI, Congress, S.H.I.E.L.D., or various similar The organization will definitely investigate this matter extremely seriously.

Capitalists will not allow the conglomerates they have built to be stolen so easily. If they can easily replace their parents by killing their parents first, and then their children, then all of them will not be safe.

They will pay an unimaginable price to eliminate this unsafe factor. Even if he has the slightest suspicion, he will become the enemy of the entire upper class in an instant.

The Penguin had a ferocious face, waved his hands and shouted: Call an ambulance, don't touch him! Don't touch him! You idiots!!

The group of staff at the Mayor's Mansion in front of them actually tried to lift the upper body of a man who had been shot in the chest, while others grabbed his legs and tried to put him on the ground.

The Penguin rushed forward with all his strength and drove everyone away. At this time, he discovered that his original self retained the benefits of the gang organization. Soon, a group of people wearing security uniforms, but they could clearly be seen as gang members Rushed in.

They were very experienced in dealing with this kind of gunshot wounds, and they quickly replaced the previous staff. Not long after, the ambulance arrived, and Batman was quickly put on a stretcher and sent to the hospital for rescue.

The Penguin warned the Emperor Penguin: Be sure to keep an eye on him throughout the process. If you can't get into the operating room, then bribe a nurse or all of them. Don't let anyone do tricks. No matter what, you must keep Bruce Wayne alive.

The Emperor Penguin nodded and left. The Penguin stood there and sighed before he remembered to get the revolver.

Someone must be framing him, Penguin thought, this conspiracy may be like this.

They told this silly boy, just go to the mayor and bet your life. We bribed the mayor's people and replaced a certain revolver, and the bullets will definitely not hit you.

Maybe they also showed Bruce some kind of technology to make him believe that he was completely safe by cheating on the game, and Bruce just believed it.

In fact, the pistol was indeed tampered with, but it changed from absolutely safe to absolutely dangerous, and the bullet would definitely hit Bruce Wayne.

This has two advantages. First, it can eliminate the nominal owner of Wayne Group, and Bruce Wayne can usurp power within Wayne Group.

The second is to put the blame for the murder on the mayor, and at the same time make the mayor Penguin too busy to take care of himself and unable to face the next election, so that they can take the opportunity to put their own candidate in office.

No wonder, Penguin thought, when Batman first came in, he saw a kind of confidence in Batman. From the previous analysis of Batman's behavior, he was not a very confident person, or at least very confident. Most confidence is fake.

But the confidence and arrogance just now were so natural that it even made the Penguin mistakenly think that the Batman of their universe had arrived and was guiding the rookie Batman from behind.

But I didn't expect that this extremely good Batman was actually deceived and had a very blind confidence that he would win. This wave, this wave is a scam.

But what Penguin couldn't accept was that he was also shaken. He really thought that Batman had his own rhythm and was playing games with the villains again.

This is where empiricism kills, and the Batman he knows is indeed keen on doing this, but this is a completely new and outrageous Batman who has neither the ability to design a game nor the ability to complete a game on his own.

Penguin thought with a gloomy face. He learned a lot from the experience. Next time, he must remember that this guy has no conspiracy that is difficult to understand. Just guess in the best direction.

Then he discovered that Batman might be more dishonest than he thought, because Penguin didn't find any mechanism on the revolver in his hand.

The revolver in Penguin's hand is the one he provided to Batman. In other words, this gun belongs to Penguin.

The barrel of the gun is intact, the wheel part is also very smooth, and the traces of firing are clearly visible. This makes Penguin have a terrifying guess-could Batman be just unlucky?

Here we must introduce the basic properties of Russian roulette. Simply put, one bullet is inserted into a six-round revolver. Of course, it is also possible to insert two or three bullets, but in that case the risk is greatly increased.

Turn the revolver and then pull the trigger. A random wheel will be fired. If there are no bullets, it is considered a victory. The gun will be handed over to the next person to continue shooting. The person with stage fright or death will lose.

It can be seen that if this game continues, one party will inevitably die, but in fact there is another ending, that is, someone has stage fright and actively chooses to give up.

The Penguin agreed to the bet with this idea in mind. Judging from Batman's previous behavior, he is not a very courageous person, and his psychological quality is not that strong at all.

It’s not that some people can’t make good plans, it’s just that their mental quality and ability to act prevent them from executing the plan.

At that time, Penguin thought that the Batman of the main universe gave this rookie Batman such an idea, but he felt that the Batman of the main universe might not know how good the rookie Batman was. This was his loophole, and he could take advantage of it. kind of loophole.

Penguin will ask for more bullets on Batman's second turn. He is sure to use words and actions to put pressure on Batman, forcing him to exceed the limit of his emotional threshold until he gives up out of fear.

At that point, the situation becomes a situation where the gun is held in Penguin's hand and pressed against Batman's head. Batman wants to leave the scene without spitting out more.

The Penguin wants to take this as a small warning to Batman in the main universe. My heart to defend my power and status is no weaker than your righteous heart. I will pay any price to keep enjoying all this.

But Penguin can't figure out how the gun in his hand can be fine. Does Batman in the main universe really want this rookie to gamble?

No, this is impossible, Batman is not this kind of person. If a plan inevitably leads to bloodshed and injury, then he will definitely do it himself. Again, all Batmans have a kind of innocent kindness.

But even if Batman didn't tamper with the gun, this was a normal game of Russian roulette, so why did the first shot hit? This is a probability of 1 in 6, which makes no sense at all from a probability perspective.

Could it be that the Batman in this universe is not only a loser, but also extremely unlucky?

Penguin instinctively felt something was wrong, but soon he received a call from Emperor Penguin. The doctor on the other end of the phone said a lot of professional terms, which Penguin couldn't understand. The only thing he could understand was Batman's current situation. It's very dangerous. Rescue is in progress. The estimated rescue time cannot be estimated.

Before Penguin hung up the call, he heard another call coming in. He had to hang up first and let another line come in. As a result, he heard Gordon's roar.

Oswald Cobblepot, what are you doing?! The leader of your party, Wood, called and asked me to suppress the fact that you killed Bruce Wayne. What did you do?!!!

Penguin was also confused. How come this matter had already reached the ears of the party leader? Less than half an hour has passed since Bruce Wayne fell. How could the party leader get the news earlier than Gordon in Washington?

Penguin hurriedly called his assistant over. The assistant's expression changed several times before he finally spoke under Penguin's questioning.

At 4:00 this afternoon, there is a regional party inquiry meeting for the next election in the conference hall downstairs. You were notified yesterday, but you said you would not participate...

Penguin's eyes widened, and the assistant's face turned pale, and he said tremblingly: When the stretcher was being carried down, it happened to pass by the entrance of the venue...

The Penguin couldn't breathe, so he held his chest and fell back a few steps. Fortunately, he had one hand on the back of the sofa. He looked at his assistant and said, How do they know that's Bruce Wayne?

The assistant was stunned, and then said cautiously: Uh, because none of them have prosopagnosia?

I mean, isn't he wearing a mask?!!!

The doctor said his clothes hindered his breathing. The assistant swallowed and whispered, So the mask was taken off as soon as the stretcher was carried into the corridor.

Then you can't...

The Penguin wanted to think that he couldn't find a piece of cloth to cover his face, but when he thought about it, if Bruce Wayne was covered with a white cloth and carried out of his office, the FBI's gun would have been pressed against his face by now. On the forehead.

There is a limit to how Congress can leave Gotham alone. If the mayor openly shoots the richest man and doesn't care anymore, the federation will really be doomed.

Of course Penguin knew this, he stamped his feet vigorously, and just as he was thinking of countermeasures, the assistant spoke again.

In order to avoid obstructing his breathing, the doctor directly took off his shirt. It was just in time for the meeting to end. Those party members saw the wound on Bruce's chest. The traces of the gunshot wound were quite obvious.

Penguin's vision went dark, and his cell phone rang again. He instinctively pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear. The party leader's roar made his head buzz.

After hanging up the phone, Penguin covered his eyes with one hand, his chest rising and falling like a bellows working hard next to a raging flame. After a while, he raised his trembling arms and waved to his assistant.

Go, find the best doctor, be sure to let... Forget it, prepare the car, I'll go there now.

Penguin adjusted his suit jacket, took the umbrella next to him, and strode out of the office. Several security guards with former gangster thugs followed him into the elevator.

The elevator dinged and arrived. After opening the door, countless long guns and short cannons almost knocked the Penguin back.

Mr. Mayor, why did you shoot Bruce Wayne? Is it to vent the anger of the excited people?

Mr. Copot, some people say that you injured Bruce Wayne to win over the people for the general election in a month. What do you think? Will this be the first step for the Democratic Party to change its campaign style in New Jersey?

What do you think of the proposal to amend the draft of New Jersey's unlimited right of self-defense made by party leader Wood in Congress? Is your move providing actual behavioral support for the revision of the draft?

Mr. Mayor, may I ask Bruce...

Mr. Mayor...