The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

There was a soft sound of the knife and fork hitting the tableware, and accompanied by the sound of the wine defoaming, Gordon first raised his glass and said, "Congratulations on moving into your new home!"

Bruce, Harvey, Schiller and Victor all raised their glasses. They clinked their glasses. Schiller took a sip of the wine. After he swallowed the spicy wine, he felt a warm feeling in his chest. When it rises, the fire of the fireplace shines on the wine glass like a burning flame.

"It's time for you to buy a house." Harvey said: "I told you a long time ago that no one should live in a teacher's apartment for so long. There isn't even a coffee machine. I only stayed here for two days. One night, my waist was sore from the bed board.”

"I think it's pretty good." Victor said, "The physical facilities at Gotham University are pretty good. Of course, they can't be compared to this kind of manor. I hope you can save a room here for me."

"You're welcome at any time." Schiller raised his glass to him, and Bruce said while cutting the steak on the plate with a knife: "You should reserve a room for us all, after all, I have reserved a room for you in Wayne Manor? "

"That's enough," Schiller said.

"God bless me to be able to buy a large manor in my lifetime. I would be happy to leave a room for you all." Gordon said after eating a piece of sausage. "

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"How have you been lately? You should have saved enough money soon, right?" Harvey asked him.

"The income has declined recently, but it's not bad." Gordon picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and then continued: "The Godfather hasn't made any moves yet, and the rest of the gangs are eager to try. Now may be the calm before the storm. "

"When you have saved enough money, you must tell me." Schiller tapped the knife with his fork and said,

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I think I can help you with your apartment choices. After all, I read a lot of information before buying a house."

"That's just right. I'm worried about which building to buy. What do you think of Pelican Community? In fact, I prefer Jasmine Lane, but considering that we may have a child in the future, it's a bit small and there are no babies there. house."

"Have you ever considered Ninth Avenue? How about coming over and being my neighbor?" Harvey asked him with a smile.

"Jesus, that's so far away, and most of the people living there are single guys like you, right?"

Schiller, who was picking up the wine glass and preparing to drink, made a "chi" sound. Gordon looked at him with some confusion. Schiller said with a smile: "You have been too busy recently, and you don't even know about such a big thing."

"What's wrong?" Gordon glanced at Harvey and said, "What did I miss? Isn't he a bachelor now?"

Victor asked: "Have you and Christine officially established a relationship? Then you should avoid it in school. You know, there are almost as many girls who are interested in you as there are boys who are interested in her."

"Well, it was just last week," Harvey said with a shrug.

Bruce looked at him in surprise and said, "Really? Oh my God! You won the title of the sexiest and most beautiful girl in Gotham University so quickly. I thought you were also an old scholar."

Schiller tapped the edge of the plate with his fork again, and then said: "I hope you didn't mean anything. Could it be that you sat at this table with me to eat because you only took the final exam?" Got 69 points?”

Everyone laughed, the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and the reflections of the many metal tableware on the dining table reflected each other, emitting circles of soft halos. After the lights overlapped, the whole room seemed to be illuminated. .

After dinner, several people sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Harvey was a little drunk. He said, "What is this? Our bachelor's night? Gordon is getting married too. Before he gets married, we can still Such a scene..."

"I'm leaving first." Victor had already put on his coat and hat. Schiller turned to look at him and said, "Take the bag by the door. There are two bottles of wine and a pack of cigars. ”

"Oh! Thank you, why are you willing to give me these good products from Cuba?" Victor opened the bag and asked with a smile.

"I remember you mentioned that the first two days should be the wedding anniversary of you and your wife..."

"Oh, sorry, we don't know!" Bruce said: "Professor Frith, I will send the gift to your office tomorrow."

"No, no, no need to be so polite." Victor smiled and said, "Actually, I'm very happy that you can understand me."

Victor was telling the truth. After all, freezing his wife in a cryogenic freezer was a bit scary to talk about. He didn't expect anyone to understand his crazy behavior. In the past, The best thing anyone who hears about this incident is to advise others to be more open-minded about life and death.

But most of his new friends in Gotham expressed very tolerant views on this, and they did not shy away from mentioning it. In fact, Victor didn't like other people to look at him with sympathy. Looking at him and then avoiding him every time you bring up your marriage and family situation will make him feel like a bad guy.

But this is not the case with these friends of his. It is as if his wife just has a minor illness and is in the hospital. If anything happens, they will not forget her. This makes Victor feel comforted, just like His wife was really just hospitalized for a common illness and would get better soon.

After Victor left, Gordon left soon after. Bruce leaned on the sofa and said: "Look, these are all busy people. Only us, only us idle guys, can still get drunk here." whole night……"

"Actually, it's only you, Mr. Richest Man. I have to revise my paper later, and Harvey also has a lawsuit to write. There is only you, this rich man who has nothing to do and uses his head empty..."

Bruce leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed. He waved his hands and didn't even say anything. He was obviously a little drunk. Harvey put on his clothes and said, "I'll send him back, but don't really let him here." Drunk here."

"He has a mobile phone in his pocket. Find it and call his housekeeper and ask him to send a helicopter to pick you up. Stop driving."

"What does drunk driving mean in Gotham? I can even drive up to 120 mph..." Bruce said vaguely.

"Yes, yes, our talented racing driver..."

After Harvey took Bruce away, Schiller walked to the other side of the living room, picked up the receiver of the phone, and started dialing.

Soon, the lights in the manor gradually went out, and Gotham's night fell into deep darkness again.

The next day, Gotham University President Seldon was in the office, crossing his arms and saying doubtfully: "You mean, Professor Rodriguez is injured and hospitalized?... Well, send a colleague representative to take a look. Him."

In the afternoon, Schiller, who was lying on the hospital bed, took the flowers from Anna's hand and said: "Oh, thank you, I'm really grateful..."

Just as he was about to continue talking, Gordon rushed in. Seeing that there were outsiders here, he hesitated. After Anna went out, Gordon looked around here. This is the high-end ward of Gotham City Center Hospital, a single room. , luxuriously decorated, Schiller was lying on the hospital bed, covered with a quilt, and there was nothing unusual about his face.

Gordon walked over and put his hands on his hips and said, "I heard you were attacked last night. Damn it, I wish I had left later..."

Schiller smiled and didn't seem to take it seriously at all. Gordon said: "You can still laugh. You knew before that the group of people from the Metropolis were probably coming for you, but you still laughed. If you don’t be vigilant and let them succeed, where will your injuries be? The organs or the bones?”

Then, he said angrily: "I don't know where that Batman has gone. If he had stayed at your place, this kind of thing would definitely not happen!"

"You really have confidence in him, but I don't want him to stay here overnight. If his housekeeper comes to visit, it will be much scarier than anyone else."

"Seriously..." Gordon looked Schiller up and down, "Are you really hurt? Why can't I tell at all?"

He stretched out his hand and glanced at his watch and said: "Besides, it was already midnight when we left, and it's only around 7 o'clock in the morning. How can your wound be cured so quickly? Even if it's just one knife, it will take at least a dozen of injuries." Hours, right? Or is it that the medical technology of the central hospital is already so advanced?”

Schiller waved to him, signaling him to calm down, then lifted the quilt and sat up. He stood up directly from the bed, walked to the window and stretched. Gordon's eyes widened, watching him follow him. A set of movements that flowed smoothly like a normal person.

"Damn it! You weren't hurt at all!" Gordon shouted, "I ran over here in a hurry after receiving the news!"

"I'm very touched." Schiller said: "That old pickup truck of yours can drive from the police station to the hospital in only 20 minutes. Did you install a propeller or something on it?"

"I told you, I got the first place in the driving course at the police academy!"

Then Gordon shook his head and said: "Is this the point? Isn't the point why you are pretending to be sick? Are you finally fed up with that group of students at Gotham University?"

"Of course not...ah, okay, a little bit, but that's not the point..."

"Do you know how I got this news? This morning, the police station was crying because they heard that Arkham Psychiatric Hospital was going to close temporarily because there was no attending physician. I have never seen them so sad..."

"Yeah, Arkham Psychiatric Hospital is closed, and it's not just the police who are sad."

Gordon frowned. He was not stupid either. After thinking for a moment, he said: "The gangsters will not stop here. They have tasted the sweetness of this industry."

"Yes, they are probably more anxious than you now. After all, you have almost saved enough money, and your goal is just to buy an apartment. They are different."

"Why are you doing this? What's the benefit of hanging them?"

"I was injured. If the mental hospital is not open, the duck they put in their mouth will fly away. So, why was I injured?"

"Why... do you want to frame the group of people from Metropolis?" Gordon then understood. "You want to use these gangs to eradicate that group of people. Once they know that you were attacked by the group of people from Metropolis, If that group of people is the main culprit for the closure of the mental hospital, then they will definitely try their best to dig out these people and kill them."

Gordon walked around the room and said as he walked: "After running for such a long time, many people have spent time and effort to build the industry into the mental hospital. They will not be happy to give up. This is like the end of baking a pizza." It’s a process they won’t be happy to stop.”

"With your illness, they will definitely find various ways to find out what's going on. The police already know who did it, so there's no reason why the gang leaders don't know."

"But how can you be sure that they will go after those people from the metropolis? Instead of trying to replace you with someone else like before?"

"You are injured, but this does not mean that the psychiatric hospital must close down. They don't know that this industry is your plan. They may only think that since the chief physician is sick, why not just change it?"

"They really don't know, but Falcone knows, and that's enough."