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"Department of Applied Sciences"

Bruce repeated it softly, and then ordered.

"Afu, I need you to go to the Department of Applied Science and get these things for me. I need them very much."

"That's impossible." Alfred quickly shook his head: "The Wayne Group now is different from the past. Although I keep your shares, I can only keep them, not hold them. I'm not even a shareholder. I There is no way to participate in a company department such as the Applied Science Department. What's more, the current president of Wayne Company, Mr. Earl, is planning to take Wayne Group public. He also wants to sell a large amount of the shares you held during your lifetime. After all, it is worth a lot. A lot of money”

"Wait a minute." Bruce quickly interrupted Alfred: "If I heard you correctly, what you just said was the shares I held during my lifetime."

"Master, with all due respect, I really can't explain the reason why you disappeared for seven years. After all, I only knew that you left, but I didn't know when you would come back. The board of directors put a lot of pressure on me, and I could only watch Mr. Earl Announcing your death"

Bruce frowned depressedly and said softly: "I'm so glad that I entrusted everything to you when I was a child. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have nothing now."

"That's right." Alfred nodded contentedly: "You are indeed a pauper now. If you need it, I can lend you my Rolls-Royce to drive, but you must remember to refuel after use."

After Alfred finished speaking, the three of them laughed together, and when their laughter stopped, they returned to seriousness.

"I want to think of a better reason for my resurrection. I believe that when I reappear, Lei Xiaogu in the dark will definitely notice me and try to take advantage of me. Teacher, I hope you can monitor all demonic activities in Gotham at any time. Signs and omens, I want to be the first bird to alert others.”

Bruce said seriously. As soon as he finished speaking, Dante dragged him to the training ground.

"You need to be very strong to scare the snakes in the grass. Your current level is not enough to scare the snakes in the grass. Now you must master the fighting skills and stealth as soon as possible. The effectiveness of my blood will disappear tomorrow. From now until eight o'clock tomorrow night Point, I will beat and torture you endlessly to make you stronger as quickly as possible. Alfred, I think you should go up. You may not be able to bear to see the next scene."

As soon as Dante finished speaking, Alfred left quickly, saying as he walked: "Even if I'm not here, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

As Alfred left, the only sounds left in the underground cave were the sounds of fists and muscles clashing, and Bruce's groans. If someone could see all this from a distance, then he would definitely see a pair of painful but indifferent eyes. The fearless look is the look that Dante admires. It is the look of a warrior and the look of Bruce Wayne.

Turning over the page just now, it is a sunny day. The day and night in Gotham look distinct. Gotham during the day, at least the wealthy areas are still very prosperous and orderly, especially around the Gotham Police Station and the Prosecutor's Office. .

There are no major cases to be tried in the Procuratorate today, but for prosecutors who have justice in their hearts, every case is a major case, especially for our famous beautiful prosecutor Rachel.

Today the prosecutor's office is hearing the murderer Sasse's proposal to apply for probation and go to Arkham Asylum. Arkham Asylum has never been a good place. There are too many super criminals in Gotham who came out of Arkham. Moreover, Arkham A series of horrific incidents such as riots often occurred in Mu Lunatic Asylum.

However, half a year ago, a new dean came to Arkham. He was also an excellent psychiatrist. Not long after he arrived in Arkham, he eliminated most of Arkham's ills. In the past six months, There were no problems in Arkham, which made Rachel admire Arkham's new dean very much.

But recently, something seems to have gone wrong with Dean Klein. In just two weeks, Dean Klein has already bailed two Falcone criminals from prison to Arkham. This is not like Kremlin. Lain's behavior

Rachel looked at the handsome young man. The one not far away who was making a defense and wearing glasses was Klein.

"Dear Prosecutor, I think Sasse's mental condition is not suitable for staying in prison. He has severe violent tendencies and psychological problems, which will allow him to harm himself and those around him. Prison is far from achieving the purpose of treating him. , therefore, I hope he can come to Arkham to receive all-round treatment from me."

Klein is very young and handsome. The smile on his lips is very gentle, and the glasses on his face add a lot of bookishness to him. Rachel used to admire him, but now, Rachel only looks at him with confusion. and anger.

Due to Dr. Klein's good reputation or the financial status of Gotham's largest gangster Falconi, the Attorney General quickly announced that Dr. Klein's proposal was approved. Therefore, the man who had just entered the prison less than ten days Murderer Sasse gets a chance to leave prison

After the trial, Klein stood up and left with a smile. He carried his exquisite document bag and walked confidently towards the door of the prosecutor's office. However, he stopped when he heard Rachel's shout.

"Doctor Klein." Rachel ran behind Klein anxiously and angrily. Watching Klein turn around, Rachel had to admit that the confident smile on Klein's face was really charming, but... The more confident Klein becomes, the more confused Rachel becomes: "Do you think criminals like Sasse shouldn't go to jail?"

Hearing Rachel's words, Klein pushed his eyes gently. He smiled shyly at first, and then explained: "Miss Dawes, I do think so. Klein does have mental problems." question, didn’t I just testify in the trial?”

"Doctor Klein." Rachel looked at the gentle Klein with hatred. No matter how nice his voice was, it could not stop Rachel's determination: "What happened to you this month? You used the method three times in a row."

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Erkoni's men were diagnosed with mental disorders and transferred to your mental hospital. Can you explain all this?"

Rachel Dawes' words were full of determination, which made Klein smile even sweeter: "I'm glad you realize this. As you said, organized crime is always more likely to attract mentally ill people." In the future, I will better analyze their mental state and continue to find ways to treat them."

"You're indulging them," Rachel whispered angrily.

Klein suddenly became serious. He held Rachel's shoulder with his right hand and said in an extremely gentle and sunny tone: "Rachel, can I call you this? Maybe you think I am indulging them, but , only I know that I am helping them. You should still remember what Arkham used to be like, but after I arrived in Gotham, I used scientific and reasonable treatment plans to solve the problems of most mental patients. Now Arkham is like a nursing home, where inmates and patients have all found a new purpose in life."

Klein held his eyes with his left hand and looked at Rachel with eyes full of courage and sanctity.

"Believe me, Rachel, I am just trying to save more people in my own way. I believe that no one is born a bad person. All they need is more reasonable persuasion and treatment options than before, and I can give them all this."

After Klein finished speaking, he could already see a little movement in Rachel's eyes. He was well versed in psychology and knew that he had succeeded.

Sure enough, Rachel nodded blankly, reached out and gently stroked her hair at the temples, and then whispered in a low voice: "Okay, it's my fault, but I really don't want to hear about these prisoners escaping or escaping in the future. News of continuing crimes”

"You won't hear this, Rachel. I appreciate a just and beautiful girl like you. Of course I won't let you down." Klein said while gently hugging Rachel. Blushing, she accepted the kind hug, and then ran towards her partner in a panic.

Her partner is Carl Finch, a mature middle-aged man and a reliable man.

Carl saw Rachel in an instant. He stretched out his hand to pull Rachel's sleeve and looked at Klein who was not far away warily. He knew that the newly arrived Dean of Arkham was a very capable person, but The more this happened, the more nervous he became.

"What just happened, Rachel, would you mind sharing it with me?" Karl asked softly, but his voice was actually heard by Klein.

"Mr. Finch" Klein bowed lightly in this direction and explained: "I was just explaining the situation about this case to Miss Rachel. I hope I didn't cause any trouble to you."

After Klein finished speaking, he turned around and left gracefully.

Carl Finch waited until he was completely gone, then leaned into Rachel's ear and asked.

"What were you doing just now? Falconi bribed most of the people in the city for this matter. You can't interfere anymore."

"How could you say that?" Rachel looked at Finch in shock: "Are you also starting to be afraid of Falconi?"

"I'm not afraid of him. I want to catch him more than you do, but compared to catching him, I want to protect you more." Finch said affectionately. He has always liked Rachel: "You should stay away from Klein." At one point, he’s clearly been bribed by Falconi.”

"Whether Dr. Klein has been bribed is still unknown. I will continue to investigate." Rachel didn't like Finch's method. In her opinion, Finch was just diverting her attention. She knew that Finch was Qi likes her, but he cannot accept Finch's malicious suspicion of an elegant and excellent doctor.

Rachel thought about it and planned to leave. The current Finch was irrational in her eyes. However, seeing the pity in Finch's eyes, Rachel felt a little reluctant to leave.

So, Rachel gently reached out and kissed Finch on the cheek. She knew how much this man loved her, but they were over.

On the street not far away, a young man wearing a jacket was looking at all this thoughtfully. This man looked so ordinary that no one who passed by had ever noticed him.

No one knew that the man had headphones in his ears, and Dante's words were echoing in his headphones.

"Bruce, I'm very pleased that you have mastered the art of assassination so well in such a short period of time. Maybe you were born to do this."

Bruce didn't answer. Maybe he would be in a better mood at another time.

Dante was pacing in the Batcave. While pacing, he looked at the surveillance picture on the computer screen in front of him. The center of the picture was Bruce.

"Hey, are you listening, Bruce? You can walk on the street without any sense of existence, and you will never worry about being discovered by others. You know, the power of the assassin's way will be maximized at night. Through Judgment of the surrounding environment, slightly changing one's position, and always keeping other people's attention on other objects or light, so as to achieve the purpose of hiding."

"Okay" Bruce finally answered Dante's words: "I brought all this on myself, it's been too long."

"What?" Dante listened in confusion as Bruce cut off the contact. He continued to exercise without comment, but he didn't know that Bruce lost the most important thing in him in a moment.

"It's been seven years. I didn't realize how long seven years was until now."

When Bruce walks on the street, no one will notice him. He is like a moving ghost, so no one will see clearly his ghost-like dead and calm heart.

"Rachel"

He said softly and then he left.