The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"...Saar, like his partner, is a bit smart. I remember the first time I met him, he was a young boy who had just arrived in Gotham. He took a few people to blackmail the owner of the cargo ship at the dock. Not long after, He was spotted by Lauren from the red-light district, that redhead took him around the block, and soon bought the first bar, which was more than 20 years ago..."

Falcone sat in a chair, smoking a cigar, recalling, "Sal won't let that police chief go, even if he were to pull some information out of him, he'd die eventually, You can change the conditions, for example, is there anyone else you want to kill, or is there any trouble you want to solve?"

"My trouble comes from the Metropolis, so I won't bother the godfather."

Falcone rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at him and said, "The guys I helped you solve seem to have a lot of background. Who did you mess with?"

Schiller raised his eyes and said, "Your Excellency Godfather, I think I may be your son's longest-lived tutor."

Falkner tapped the table with the end of his cigar and said, "You do things for me, of course I won't let trouble find you, but you yourself participated in those weird things, and now you are hiding here... ..."

"Aren't you afraid that I will drag the Falcone family into trouble?"

Falcone turned his chair back and said:

"When did the Falcone family go ashore? From the day I came to Gotham, I knew that we were all wrecks in a shipwreck, and we would never even think about going ashore."

Then he sighed slightly again.

"...but my son thinks differently than I do."

Little Falcone, that is, Evans Falcone, is different from the old godfather. He is full of enthusiasm and feels that he can rectify the order of Gotham by himself.

That's right, although he is the heir of the future gangster family, he really wants to restore the order in Gotham, but this order is based on violence, not really creating a utopia.

To be honest, his thinking may even be more normal than Batman's. Absolute violence brings absolute authority, and absolute authority controls everyone. The question is whether little Falcone has this ability.

After a while, the butler stood outside the door and knocked on the door. Evans stood behind him. As soon as he walked in and saw Schiller, he was obviously taken aback, then turned back and whispered to the butler, "Do you remember that I recently Did you mention forgetting to bring homework, or forgetting to hand in homework?"

The butler shook his head, Evans was obviously relieved, Schiller stood up and said, "Evans?"

"You know each other?" Falcone asked.

"Father, this is my university professor. I remember I mentioned to you that I have to write a psychology homework."

Before Falcone could say anything, Evans said: "Sorry, professor, if there is any problem with my recent homework, it may be that I have been busy recently and neglected it. If you are not satisfied, I can rewrite it immediately." .”

Then he moved his lips, turned to Falcone and said, "Father, the recent events in the east block have made me a little busy, maybe I have neglected to study, Professor Schiller came to visit you, I am really sorry."

Schiller understood that he had misunderstood him, thinking that he was here to visit the house, but Evans was actually scared to death now.

He had heard of Schiller's reputation for a long time, he went and died, he was a serial murderer, a stamp collector, scolded Bruce Wayne for not handing in his homework in class, and even sent him a notice of expulsion...

Schiller, the homework maniac, is well-known throughout Gotham University. No professor has ever asked students to hand in their homework so strictly. No matter who they are, as long as they dare not to hand in their homework, they will definitely gain something in his class. A disgraceful cynicism, even if you're Bruce Wayne, chairman of Gotham University's board of trustees.

But Evans never imagined that he would go to the godfather of the biggest gangster family in Gotham to chase him for homework!

Evans lamented in his heart, is this professor crazy? No wonder he called Bruce Wayne like a lagging dog, even the new headmaster, Seldon, walked around him.

As the heir of a gangster family, Evans didn't believe those messy rumors at first, but he did believe them now, but if it wasn't for some mental problems, who would come to visit the godfather?

It's no wonder that Schiller cares so much about homework. His mentality has not changed from the teaching style of his previous life. You must know that many students can't memorize those big tomes in psychology, and they often fail to get one in the final exam. With very high grades, if you want to pass at this time, you can only rely on the usual score to pull up, but if you don't even write homework and don't have the usual score, then the pass rate will definitely be terribly low.

If the pass rate is too low, his evaluation will definitely be affected. Although Gotham University does not have any reliable professor evaluation plan, and no one cares about students failing, but Schiller has been used to it in his previous life. Without using three successes, the students of Gotham University, who have been educated in happiness since childhood, have already broken their defenses.

If they were thrown into the university where Schiller taught in his previous life, they would be killed by just a small paper in class. You know, those students all wrote 20,000 yuan for small papers, and the big papers were completed according to the standard of publishing books. .

So he couldn't understand that a small paper that only requires less than 3,000 words, some people can't write enough words, and English papers have fewer words than Chinese papers, and it is difficult to write a standard paper of 3,000 words. It's only 2000 words, how come it's not all handed in?

So after Schiller resorted to all kinds of methods to chase homework madly, finally three quarters of his class could turn in their homework, which of course included Evans, even he was the better one, basically Each article was submitted, the number of words in each article was enough, and the content was not bad, and I won the first place two or three times.

Schiller thinks that such a good student should be praised. They are also freshmen. If you look at that ignorant Bruce, the transition words can take up one-third of the 2,000-word thesis, which is meaningless. The embellishment and description can take up one-third, and the rest is a except for the. The dashes of other people can only write a distance of two characters, and he can write a long line. .

Falcone frowned slightly. He said, "In that case, how is Evans doing in school? Are there any problems with his homework? What about his test scores?"

Evans took a deep breath, and Schiller said: "Actually... very good. I heard that Anna, who teaches advanced mathematics, also talked to me. Evans' science is quite good. At least I am willing to give him a postgraduate quota. , he is quite talented in psychology."

Evans breathed a sigh of relief, seeing his son behave like this, Falcone said directly:

"This Professor Schiller will be your tutor in the future."

Evans trembled, his back felt cold, but he didn't dare to question his father's decision, so he could only say, "Okay, father."

Falcone leaned on the two armrests of the chair, stood up from the chair, and said, "It seems that I have to deal with the troubles you brought from the metropolis."

Schiller shook his head and said, "This is a lot of trouble. I don't think the price I paid is worth it for you."

"It's not enough to be my son's tutor, but if you become a friend of the Falcone family, we'll take care of everything for our friends," Falcone said.

"There is a huge dark vortex behind the metropolis that no one can imagine. I escaped from there, but lost a lot of things. There is no need for people in Gotham to participate in the affairs of the metropolis, right?"

Falcone shook his head. He took another puff on his cigar and said, "You don't know me well enough, sir. When I came to Gotham by myself forty years ago, no one had ever heard of Falcone." Thirty years ago, I became the owner of Sanjie Street, and there was no Falcone family at that time..."

"I don't want to brag about my exploits, but I spent forty years ruling Gotham, a city that was once called hell."

With the end of his cigar against the table, smoke rising from between his fingers, Falcone said: "So you just say 'yes,' and all the troubles you've ever suffered will be over for you."

Schiller looked at him, and Falcone's expression was calmer than Schiller had imagined.

Schiller thought, this Falcone is obviously not the little villain in Batman's novice period in the comics, he is the well-deserved Godfather of Gotham, the uncrowned king of Gotham City.

Gotham City has never been peaceful without Batman. The godfather has ruled here for forty years. Such a person cannot be as stupid and short-sighted as described in the comics.

Eventually, Schiller stepped forward, kissed Falcone's right hand, and said, "...God bless Gotham, Godfather."

Schiller twisted the accent on the last word, and Falcone heard the slight difference, but he didn't mind.

No matter how brilliant he has been in these forty years, the godfather is really old, and the heir of the Falcone family is far from mature.

Falcone thought, perhaps, Gotham's kingless era is coming.