Chapter 74 Gotham 1987 (Part 2)(2/2)
After speaking, he glanced at the grandfather clock next to him and said: "It's too late now. Your housekeeper said you should go to bed before nine o'clock. It's already more than three hours late. Now take the key and go upstairs quickly."
"I don't need a key."
After leaving his last words, Batman disappeared. Schiller shook his head and went upstairs.
Schiller already knew Batman's true identity, so Batman didn't sleep in the Batsuit. When Schiller knocked on his door, Bruce was wearing pajamas.
Usually, only one chin can be seen in Batman's serious state, but now, Bruce's temperament is completely different from his usual, this is a Batman with his whole face exposed.
But it was of no use. When he heard Schiller telling him that Alfred hoped that he could rush back for breakfast tomorrow morning, he still showed a rather tangled and complicated expression.
"I advise you to go back. If he comes to your door, I will never help you. You must know that teachers will always stand on the same front as parents."
Seeing that Bruce still seemed unhappy, Schiller had to further threaten him and said: "If I really see Alfred tomorrow, then I will have to talk to him about your academic situation and the final exam this time."
, although you barely passed, your ranking is in the middle and lower reaches. More importantly, you missed 6 assignments in one semester, and you didn't write enough words for more than half of them."
"I'll keep all the homework you handed in. If you don't want your housekeeper to see your nonsense articles and academic garbage that are useless except polluting other people's brains, you'd better go to bed quickly and go to bed early tomorrow morning.
Get up and go back to your Wayne Manor."
Then before Bruce could say anything, Schiller closed the door to his room with a bang.
At night, Bruce lay in bed, thinking about what happened recently.
Thanks to Schiller's genius and creative industrial chain, the gangs have been having a lot of conflicts recently, and Batman's job has become difficult.
During the day, he was busy conducting various investigations in the hospital to decipher the intricate relationships between gangs. At night, he had to keep an eye on the scenes of various conflicts to prevent them from getting too involved and causing too much damage.
The police have become much stronger after having heavy weapons, but this does not mean that the gangs have no countermeasures at all. If the police use heavy firepower to suppress them, the gangs will naturally think of using more ferocious firepower to resist. One after another, the scale of the war will be
The constant upgrading also resulted in Batman being involved in some more ferocious fire conflicts before he had time to upgrade his various equipment.
This also leads to the fact that the bat armor, which was originally prepared for some pistol bullets and cold weapons, has no way to protect against fire and damage caused by machine gun grenades.
A few nights ago, Batman was hit by a machine gun bullet. This kind of damage was not comparable to that of a pistol bullet. Each machine gun bullet was as long as the palm of his hand. Fortunately, Batman was only hit on the shoulder.
If it hit him hard, half of his lungs would be completely destroyed.
But it also caused very serious injuries to him. It can be said to be the most serious injury he has suffered during his career as Batman.
When he rushed back to Wayne Manor, he was already unconscious. The fact that he was able to return to Wayne Manor consciously was only because of his extraordinary willpower that saved his life.
Bruce had long known that he was not sensitive to some analgesics and anesthetics, and would often wake up during anesthesia. It was the same this time. In the middle of the operation, he half-asleep saw Alfred sitting alone.
On the edge of the operating table.
It was difficult for him to describe the expression on Alfred's face that he saw at that time, which made his heart, which had hardly been beating violently for many years, be severely tugged.
He suddenly discovered that Alfred was different from what he remembered. He was much older and seemed much depressed compared to when his parents were still alive.
Only then did he realize a problem. In fact, the death of the Waynes did not only cause harm to him.
And perhaps, when Alfred found out that he almost had to suffer the same injury again, he had become a lot older.
Bruce was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and his mind was filled with the image of Alfred he saw hazily.
What made him even more sad was that when he woke up from the operation, Alfred didn't say anything. He didn't stop Bruce from doing anything. He just prepared breakfast as usual, just like countless Bruce's nightmares.
It's the same as waking up with a start in the morning.
When sitting at the dining table, Bruce could barely eat. He was Batman, but he was still a human being. Few people could maintain a calm mind while eating when faced with such a strong emotional impact.
So he just took a few hasty bites and left Wayne Manor as if running away.
In fact, the first place he went to was Gordon's place, but he happened to catch up with Gordon and drove off to Schiller's house.
He followed Gordon all the way, and even the whole conversation between them in the restaurant was seen by Batman from the window.
He also saw Schiller sitting alone in a chair and smoking an entire cigar.
That kind of professor made him feel strange. He had never seen Schiller look like this before. He looked very relaxed, but also very cold and sharp. Although Schiller often behaved very seriously in school,
That's completely different.
It was like another person, a stranger.
He thought that maybe the professor he knew before was just a disguise, just like him.
The two madmen play their respective roles in this crazy city, appearing in a very ordinary social identity, playing the roles of teachers and students who are troubled by trivial daily life.
This may not be "Pride and Prejudice", but "The Actor's Self-cultivation".
In Gotham, a dilapidated and decaying theater corroded by time, on the stage of Gotham University, the first act of this absurd drama seemed weird and funny.
The first teacher Batman met on his first day at school, a teacher who looked stern and old-fashioned, who didn't seem to want to cause trouble for him at all, gave him the best advice in an unmotivated psychological consultation.
Wanted answer.
And after the dramas came to an end, the two actors finally met each other off the stage.
Regardless of their social identities, the composition of these absurd dramas is not a coincidence. Madmen always attract madmen, and eccentrics often meet eccentrics. This is just another way in which birds of a feather flock together.
Bruce was lying on the bed, feeling sleepy. Half asleep, he heard the dull sound of the pendulum downstairs in the manor, pervasive in his dream.
Other than that, on this cold night in Gotham in 1987, the only things that could be heard were the almost inaudible sound of the wind and the sound of the fireplace burning all night long.
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