The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"Hello, Ms. Ruth, I'm Schiller Rodriguez, nice to meet you." Schiller sat down by the window in the restaurant and looked at the black woman opposite. She was wearing a windbreaker and was a little fat. She looked like a larger version of Amanda.

"You're welcome, Mr. Schiller, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I want to ask something about the natural disaster fund. I heard that you have been managing this money."

"Yes, what does the new mayor think about this?"

"No, no, I just have a piece of news." Schiller leaned back in his chair, looked into Ruth's eyes and said, "Batman is going to take down GTO, did you know that?"

Ruth frowned deeply, but soon she shook her head and said, "Impossible, Batman has always disagreed with the establishment of this team, and he even broke up with his assistant for this."

"You and your master also disagree with the establishment of this team, but that's just because the knife is not in your hands. How do you know that Batman doesn't think so?"

"What does this have to do with the natural disaster fund?"

"There is another bad news." Schiller changed the subject again and said, "I talked to the Joker, and he claimed that he was unwilling to work for you and rejected my invitation to cooperate."

Ruth stared at Schiller's face closely, as if trying to find some clues from his expression, because she really couldn't see what this man was going to say.

Schiller stretched out his hands, slowly separated them, and then said: "You built a stage for good and evil to fight on. No matter who beats who half to death, you can ask them for compensation in the name of damaging the stage."

"But the premise is that they fight with bare hands. What if one of them has a gun?"

Ruth tightened her grip on the coffee cup and said: "It seems that you know a lot, so I will be frank. We will not allow Batman to have a GTO."

"He offered a high price."

"Do you think we will bid against him peacefully? "Ruth sneered, and then said, "Either we get the knife, or throw it back into the furnace and forge it again."

"Very courageous." Schiller nodded and said, "You are too good at this trick. First, use a lot of money to corrupt the management, interfere with personnel management, set various harsh requirements, replace fresh blood with a group of rubbish who can't figure out their gender, and eat up all the equipment and training funds. The sharp blade will soon become scrap metal."

"I never said we did this." Although Ruth's answer was concise, it meant admitting it.

"Gordon can't stop this kind of thing, and Batman may not be able to do it either. You can even make bribery legal, and no one can find fault with it."

Ruth blew the coffee and didn't answer. "The mayor asked me to arrange for his supporters to enter the GTO."

Ruth finally sat up straight, staring at Schiller with burning eyes and said: "What do you mean? He wants those brainless, blind men to enter the special anti-terrorist team?"

"You know, for anti-terrorist personnel, the qualities you mentioned are all advantages."

"Don't be ridiculous, they don't dare at all." Ruth seemed to relax suddenly again, she said: "If they really dared to do something, they would have done it long ago, instead of just holding signs and shouting slogans."

But her mood didn't seem to be as calm as she showed. She took a sip of coffee, which was obviously hot, but she still swallowed it.

"You are the one who is joking, ma'am. You seem to use only one-sided negative words to describe them, but that is not your intention. It is just a bluff out of fear. You know better than anyone that the difference between rich and poor is not that big. They are not born stupid at all. On the contrary, most of them are warriors and wise men who lack a chance to soar into the sky." Schiller leaned forward, looked into Ruth's eyes and said, "Then tell me, how many of these people are there among the six million supporters of the Pale Knight?" "You are the one who is bluffing." Ruth said coldly, "They don't They have not received a good education, do not know what it means to obey orders, and have no courage. Even if they have all these qualities, you cannot screen them out, let alone let them fight terrorism. "

"Really? Maybe I really can't do it, because I'm just an advisor to the mayor." Schiller suddenly lowered his voice, "Even the mayor can't do it, he's just a small town boy who struggles at the bottom, he neither understands nor can control this city."

Ruth was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Schiller say, "What about Batman?"

Her heart was suddenly tightened, as if she skipped a few beats in an instant.

"Batman wants to control GTO, and he doesn't have to bid fairly with you. He can do what you can do, because he is one of you."

"But he has a bigger advantage than you. It's not that he is richer, nor that he knows Gotham better, but that he stands on the side of justice and will really do something for the lower class people in this city."

Schiller put down the cup, leaned back in his chair, and said, "He can give everything you can give. If he uses the money from the bidding to buy people's hearts, he may be able to give more than you."

"And you can't give it what he can give. He can teach them what is justice and what is a sense of honor. Tell them that they are fighting for the safety and happiness of their family. He will use practical actions to let them understand this a little."

"He can't do it." Luus said.

"What can't I do? Let the poor fight for the poor?"

"Yes, because the poor and the poor are not the same." Lusi took a deep breath: "They support different parties, have different political opinions, different races, different gender, and identity are different. Even what they eat are different, they can't stand together. "

That's right. Schiller nodded and said, "But what if Batman cooperated with pale knights?" "

Schiller sighed softly, a bit like mercy. He said: "Pale knights have a group of supporters who have basically the same political opinions. From the perspective of what happened during the day, most of them can tolerate other people because they support the pale knights to support the pale knights. Different, stand with them and attack you. "" "" "". "

"Batman is rich and has power. It is the representative of Gotham's Zhengyi. He knows you better than anyone. You can also use the means you use. "" "

"This is impossible." Luxi said: "Batman of the Palm Knight Pest into prison made him scold by 10,000 people. Batman could not cooperate with pale knights."

Schiller shook his head and sighed again, but now he lamented for Rust's IQ.

"Do you want to tell me that the basis of cooperation is emotion?"

Ruth was stunned. Of course, she knew that the basis of cooperation was interests, and she would always be only benefits.

Emotions do account for a certain proportion in them, and people will naturally tend to cooperate with those who have a good relationship with themselves, but the premise is that no one else has promised more interests. Even if it is life and death, they can choose Temporary cooperation.

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"You should be fortunate that the pale knight has to choose to hurt Batman in order to get the position, which makes them contradictory, causing them to not want to open it for a while."

"But soon they will find that the entire Gotham is not more unified than the two of them. They all hope that the city will become better. They are representatives of justice. They all want to save Gotham completely."

"You said, in addition to the common interests, they even have common enemies, and the enemy is so powerful that they must join forces to achieve a certain advantage. This seems to have any reasons for them to cooperate. "" "

Lux's face has become ugly. The coffee in the cup has bottomed to the bottom. In order to reorganize the reorganization, she left her seat and came to the bar to stand there again until the coffee was finished.

This adjustment is indeed effective. She looks more calm than before. She looked at Schiller and said, "I admit that you are right, but what are you looking for me today?"

"Don't worry." Schiller shook his head and found out that the attitude of the person who was talking to her is always elusive. When you think he is proud, he is very humble. To advance, he has to pursue.

It's as if he is completely different from others' definition of victory and failure, like a lunatic who lives in his dreams -a lunatic who points directly at the key.

"Batman and pale knight should have close cooperation, but they did not do so. Except for their response a little slow, maybe there are some other reasons, what do you think?"

Lus didn't want to think about Schiller's thinking, but she also realized at this time that Batman and Palm Knights were their last chance. Once the two were united, the situation would become very unfavorable to them.

Both Batman and Palm Knight are both smart people. They may indeed be awkward because of the past grievances, but they should not respond for so long.

What is the last obstacle between them?

Suddenly, the tight eyebrows were scattered, and a trace of light flashed in her eyes, saying the name: "Clown ..."

Schiller's mouth was slightly raised, but Ruth, immersed in thinking, didn't see it. Schiller bowed his head and took a sip of coffee, looked at the time on the watch and said.

"I don't have much time. I can only tell you about the question you have always been curious. I don't care who the enemy of Batman and the clown is, and I don't care if the city is saved. "" "

After speaking, Schiller stood up, Ruth suddenly returned to God and called him, and then said, "Someone hires you to say this? Who is one of us?"

"Sorry, I can't disclose his name." Schiller shook his head and said.

"How much does he give you?" Ruth stared at Schiller tightly.

"Just a lobbyist, $ 2 million."

"You are the lion opening."

"You are right, I still have something, so I won't bother."

"Wait!" Ruth hurriedly stopped him and said, "I don't need to tell me who hired you, but I need some mayor information."

"for example?"

"I know he is taking a drug." Ruth stood up and seemed to have regained her confidence. She said, "This drug can improve his mental state, but it must be taken continuously. If you can tell me the information about this drug and the specific details of his taking it, I can give you 2 million."

Schiller smiled and said, "This happens to be what I am good at. Deal."