The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

After Gotham gradually enters summer, the temperature rises and the wind and rain subside. Except for some light rain in the first half of the night, the weather has improved a lot. This kind of weather is more friendly to people who live without a fixed place. At least they don’t have to worry about it anymore. Frozen to death at night.

It's rather ironic that Bruce didn't throw away his nemesis Jack the Clown's money, which is inconceivable to Batman, everything to do with criminals is a virus to him, money especially.

But now, he's not Batman, but he's not Bruce Wayne either, neither of whom would make such a crazy move to fight in the ghetto with these civilians he'd never paid attention to.

Batman will feel that this is a waste of time, because in fact he has not done anything during this time.

He exhausted all his energy and stamina, and the only thing he did was to stay alive. If it was the former Batman, he would definitely denounce this as a waste of life.

But Bruce was living here in panic, unable to take a step for a long time. He was so poor that he accepted the relief from Jack the Clown, but he still didn't have enough money to rent a better apartment.

Bruce's original goal was the living hell, which has been transformed by him, and he also wanted to see with his own eyes what it had become.

Then he discovered that he couldn't afford to rent a house there.

The rent for a one-bedroom, one-living room in Living Hell is $15 a week, which is an unimaginably high price in the East District. The apartment that Selena lives in is also one-bedroom, one living room, with a bathroom and a balcony. It's only $6 a week.

Can't afford to rent a one-bedroom Bruce, lowered the standard, there are some side rooms in the living hell, they are inside the living hell, they are just single rooms that others don't use, only one bedroom, no living room and kitchen, with windows The ones with windows are $3 a week, and those without windows can even go to $2.

But this house is very small, so small that only one bed can be accommodated. Moreover, since it is a room rented out by others, it means that it must live with the landlord. Bruce asked several houses, but no one was willing to live with him. Such strong adult males live together because it is dangerous.

Those who can rent such a good house at a low price are basically weak women, such as Maggie. This will not threaten the safety of the landlord, and there must be an introduction from an acquaintance, otherwise, Gotham people will not Just let others live in your own home.

Finding that he couldn't afford to rent a house in Living Hell, Bruce began to look around Living Hell again, but as long as the house is within the range of the water purifier, the rent is very expensive.

The water purifier that Batman used to pay a lot of money to install here has now become the culprit for his inability to rent a house.

But Bruce had to rent a house with a water filter, and his stomach couldn't handle any more.

After turning around and turning around, I finally asked a well-connected person who was a member of the Children's Gang nearby. The cigarette peddler said to Bruce: The basement near the living hell is rented out. There are public restrooms, which were previously built together with the living hell.

However, there also need gangsters to help you insure, but I know a gang does this business, as long as you can come up with money, they are willing to help you find a house.

Bruce thought for a while and felt that he had no better choice, so he found the gang intermediary under the guidance of the cigarette seller.

They live in a crappy house on the edge of living hell, just seeing the environment here, Bruce's heart is half cold, if they really have a way to get a good house near living hell, then why live here Woolen cloth?

The boss of the intermediary was a woman covered in tattoos. She patted Bruce on the shoulder and said to him: Are you from out of town? We have been in this business for a year, and all customers are very satisfied. As long as you pay the money, we are guaranteed to Find the right house for you.

Can I ask the price? Bruce asked.

A $10 employment fee, we can negotiate the rent for you, and you can view the house in advance, but after renting, you can't change your mind.

The woman took a puff on her cigarette and said, We can also help you find a job. We have connections in the back kitchen and the front desk. Of course, if you are willing to go to a strip club, I can also introduce you. You will be very popular. of.

Hearing his swearing guarantee, Bruce was already a little confused. He was a very suspicious person and hardly trusted anyone, so he finally rejected the agency and planned to find it himself.

Then he discovered that all the renters here are intermediaries.

Each of these agents patted their chests to ensure that they could find a suitable house. Bruce had no other choice but to pick the one he thought was the most reliable.

Facts have proved that he has good eyesight. This is not a black intermediary, and he did find a house for him, but the price is also very expensive. The employment fee is 15 US dollars, and the rent is 5 US dollars per week, starting from one month.

Bruce’s newly rented house is still in the basement. Fortunately, it is relatively close to the living hell, so there is a water purification system. A faucet in the house can drink water directly, but if you want to go to the toilet, you have to leave here and go to the public in the living hell. bathroom.

But it turns out. Finding an intermediary can only result in being cheated or being cheated severely. Just one day after moving in, the house began to leak, and the water pipes upstairs were not sealed tightly.

After staying for another two days, Bruce discovered that his neighbors were doing illegal business, with various customers coming and going, and in the middle of the night he could still hear some noises that he didn't want to hear but had to hear.

Just after living for a week, another gangster came to ask for protection money. Bruce thought it was extortion, but the neighbors paid it, so he had to pay it. After chatting with the neighbors, he found out that the reason why the rent is cheap is because the protection fee is not included. , Conservation fee is $5 per week.

Bruce's patience is really reaching its limit. He can accept being hungry and being stuck on the road, but he can't accept being cheated.

Batman is a very tolerant person, the most tolerant person except Schiller.

Bruce wants to deal with these black intermediaries, but he knows that he can only outsmart, he can't accept the consequences of being injured, and if he wants to outsmart, he has to drive the wolf and use his strength.

And at this moment, he heard that the big boss in this area was thoroughly investigating illegal renting. He bribed a child with money, and the child pointed him out to the person who came down to investigate.

So, Bruce ran into an informant one night, and successfully became a witness, identifying the black intermediary who rented his house and the gangster who charged protection fees twice a week.

It is easy to identify black intermediaries, but it is a bit difficult to prove that gangsters do not obey the rules.

The investigators said that their leader wanted to see him, and Bruce went without thinking about it. Then, he saw a familiar person, that was Cobbot, who was waiting in the restaurant.

When Coppert saw Bruce, he felt that he was hallucinating. He unscrewed the medicine bottle again, threw a medicine into his mouth, and made Bruce wait in the reception room for half an hour before he went back in.

Then he discovered that his mental condition was getting worse and worse, and even taking medicine could not solve the problem of hallucinations.

The person in front of him had the face of Bruce Wayne, probably Bruce Wayne's face.

But at this time, he was very thin and his cheeks were sunken. More importantly, his beard was not trimmed, his sideburns were not shaved, he did not wear a watch, and even his boots were covered in mud.

Staring at Bruce for a full minute, Copperpot was sure that there was nothing wrong with his memory, it was the person in front of him that had the problem.

What's the matter with you??? Coppert asked, looking at Bruce.

You don't have to worry about that much. Bruce sat on the sofa, patted the ashes on his sleeves and said, I can tell you how many black intermediaries there are around Living Hell, how many gangsters are collecting protection fees in violation of regulations, how many children I got paid by an intermediary to solicit customers for them, and I can even tell you how many pimps are around here and where they do business.

Cobblepot felt that the current situation was very interesting. In front of him was Bruce Wayne, the famous Batman, but what was interesting was not this. What was interesting was that Batman just said that he would tell him information.

Are you okay? Wayne? Copperpot glanced at the weather outside and said, If you're crazy, go and take your medicine. Aren't there enough crazy people in this city? If you can't cure them, just Opt in?

I'm not crazy. Bruce's eyes are sunken in their sockets, deeper than usual, but bright.

And he seems to have completely abandoned the original Riddler style. He said: I can help you increase the work efficiency of reorganizing the order around the living hell by more than 50%. The question is, how much do you plan to pay for this?

You are really crazy. Cobbot sat across from Bruce, looked him in the eyes and said, I would like to call Professor Schiller for you now and ask him to take you to the Arkham Asylum for treatment, you How much are you willing to pay for it?

I said, I'm not crazy, if you want to call that professor. Just do it, because I'm already sure to write an excellent thesis and graduate from him as an honors graduate. Bruce said.

Copper covered his forehead with his hand, and he said to his subordinates: Go to my office and take the second bottle of medicine from my right hand on my desk.

After a while, his subordinates brought over the bottle of medicine, and Cobbot waved to the five big and three thick bodyguards beside him, and they immediately went up and held Bruce down, which was very simple, because Bruce had lost a lot of weight, and it was nothing Strength, almost impossible to resist.

Coppert poured a pill from the medicine bottle and said to Bruce, This is a tranquilizer. You weigh a lot more than me, so it should be just right to take a pill.

Then, he asked his subordinates to feed the pill into Bruce's mouth. Bruce struggled hard, but it didn't help. He lost at least 30 catties in more than a month.

Originally, he was relatively lean. After living in extreme poverty for more than a month, his water and fat have basically bottomed out, and his muscles have also begun to lose. So far, it is a bit exaggerated to say that he and Coppert have a 50-50 split Yes, but he definitely can't beat gangster bodyguards who weigh more than 80 kilograms.

Fortunately, Coppert didn't intend to embarrass him, he is not a lunatic like the clown, he knows the weight of Bruce Wayne, and he did this not to make Batman look ugly, but because he was really afraid that he would do something crazy His actions hurt himself.

People can die, but don't die in my restaurant, Copperpot thought, if Wayne really died here, this restaurant would never want to do any celebrity business again.

After chatting with Bruce for a long time, Cobbot was sure that he was really crazy, he wasn't even afraid of Schiller anymore, he wasn't afraid of anything now.

But Coppert was scared.