The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

With the soft sound of the knife and fork colliding on the tableware, accompanied by the sound of the wine defoaming, Gordon first raised his glass and said, "Congratulations on moving to your new home!"

Bruce, Harvey, Schiller, and Victor all raised their glasses, and they clinked glasses. Schiller took a sip of the wine, which was a bit spicy, and after he swallowed it, a warm feeling came from his chest. Rises up, the hearth fire shines on the goblet like a burning flame.

"It's time for you to buy a house," Harvey said. "I told you that no one should live that long in a teacher's apartment. There isn't even a coffee machine in there. I just stayed for two nights." One night, my waist was hurt by the bed board."

"I think it's not bad." Victor said: "The hardware facilities of Gotham University are still good. Of course, they are incomparable with this kind of manor. I hope you can reserve a room for me here."

"You are always welcome." Schiller raised his wine 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 rooms for you in Wayne Manor? "

"That's enough," Schiller said.

"God bless me to buy a big estate in my lifetime, I'd be happy to give you a room." Gordon said, eating a piece of sausage. "

"How are you doing recently? You should be saving enough money soon, right?" Harvey asked him.

"The recent income has declined, but it's not bad." Gordon wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then continued: "The godfather has not made any moves yet, and the rest of the gangsters are eager to try. Now it may be the calm before the storm. "

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

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, but I think I can help you refer to the choice of apartment. After all, I also read a lot of information before buying a house."

"That's right, I'm wondering which one to buy, what do you think of the Pelican complex? I actually like Molly's End better, but considering that we may have a baby in the future, it's a bit small and there are no babies house."

"Have you considered Ninth Avenue? How about you come and be my neighbor?" Harvey asked him with a smile.

"My God, it's so far away, and most of the people living there are bachelors like you?"

Schiller, who was picking up his glass and preparing to drink, let out a "chi" sound. Gordon gave him a puzzled look, and Schiller smiled and said, "You've been too busy recently, and you don't even know about such a big event."

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

Victor asked: "Have you formalized your relationship with Christine? Then you have to avoid it in school. You know, there are almost as many girls and boys who are interested in you as there are boys who are interested in her."

"Well, it was last week," Harvey said, shrugging.

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

Schiller tapped the edge of the dinner plate with his fork again, and said, "I hope you don't mean anything. Is it because you can sit at this table and eat with me because your final exam is only Did you score 69 points?"

Everyone laughed, the flames of the fireplace were blazing, and the reflections of many metal tableware on the dining table reflected each other, emitting soft halos one after another. When 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 night? Gordon is getting married too. Before he gets married, we can still Such a mess..."

"I'll go 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 goods 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'll send the gift to your office tomorrow."

"No, no, you don't have to be so polite." Victor smiled and said, "In fact, I'm already very happy that you can understand me."

Victor was telling the truth. After all, the matter of freezing his wife in a cryogenic freezer was a bit scary to say. He didn't expect anyone to understand his crazy behavior. For those who heard about this, the best thing to do was to persuade others that they were all born, old, sick, and dying, and let him take it easy.

But most of the few friends he met in Gotham expressed a very tolerant view on this, and they did not shy away from mentioning this matter. In fact, Victor does not like other people to take a sympathetic look Watching him and then shunning him every time the marriage and family situation is brought up makes him feel like a jerk.

But these few friends of his are not like this, it seems that his wife just got a little sick and is in the hospital, and they will not forget her if there is anything in common, which makes Victor feel comforted, just like His wife, really just hospitalized with a common illness, will get better soon.

After Victor left, Gordon left soon, and Bruce leaned on the sofa and said, "Look, these are busy people, only us, only us guys who have nothing to do, can get drunk here. whole night……"

"Actually, it's only you, Mr. Richest Man. I have to revise my thesis later. Harvey also has a lawsuit to write. Only you, this rich man with nothing to do but an empty head..."

Bruce leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, he waved his hands, didn't even say a word, obviously a little drunk, Harvey put on his clothes and said, "I'll send him back, don't really let him be here Get drunk here."

"He has a mobile phone in his pocket, you find it and call his housekeeper and ask him to send a helicopter to pick you up, don't drive."

"What's drunk driving in Gotham? I can even drive 120 miles..." Bruce said vaguely.

"Yeah, yeah, our talented racing driver..."

After Harvey took Bruce away, Schiller went to the other side of the living room, picked up the handset 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, Seldon, the president of Gotham University, was in his office, crossing his arms and said doubtfully, "You mean, Professor Rodriguez was injured and hospitalized?... Well, then, send a colleague representative to check it out. Him."

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

Just as he was about to continue talking, Gordon rushed in. Seeing outsiders here, he hesitated for a moment. After Anna left, Gordon looked the place up and down. This is the advanced ward of Gotham Central Hospital, single room , luxuriously decorated, Schiller was lying on the hospital bed, covered with a quilt, and nothing unusual could be seen from his expression.

Gordon walked over with his arms akimbo and said, "I heard you were attacked last night, damn it, I wish I could leave later..."

Schiller smiled, as if he didn't take it seriously at all, Gordon said: "You can still laugh, you knew before that the group of people from the Metropolis is likely to come after you, and you still If you don't be vigilant and let them succeed, where are you injured? Organs or bones?"

Then, he said rather annoyed: "I don't know where that Batman is. If he stayed with you, this kind of thing would definitely not happen!"

"You really have confidence in him, but I don't want him to stay here. If his housekeeper comes to the door, he will be more terrifying than anyone else."

"Seriously..." Gordon looked Schiller up and down, "Are you really hurt? Why can't I see it 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 after 7 o'clock in the morning. Your wound healed so quickly? Even if it was just a knife, at least a dozen of them would have to be tossed." Hours? Or is the medical technology in the central hospital already so advanced?"

Schiller waved to him, beckoning him to stay calm, then lifted the quilt and sat up, stood up directly from the bed, went to the window and stretched himself, Gordon stared at him with wide eyes. It's a set of movements that are as smooth as a normal person.

"Damn it! You're not hurt at all!" Gordon said loudly, "I ran over in a hurry after receiving the news!"

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

"I told you, I won the first place in the driving course in the police school!"

Then Gordon shook his head and said, "Is that the point? Isn't the point why you pretended to be sick? Are you finally fed up with the students at Gotham University?"

"Of course not... Ah, well, there is a point, but that's not the point..."

"Do you know how I got this news? This morning, the police station was full of ghosts and wolves, because they heard that the Arkham Psychiatric Hospital was temporarily closed because there was no attending physician. I have never seen them so sad..."

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

Gordon frowned, and he was not stupid. After thinking for a while, he said: "The gangsters will not stop here. They have tasted the sweetness in this industry."

"That's right, they are probably more anxious than you are now. After all, you have already saved enough money, and your goal is to buy an apartment. They are different."

"Why did you do that? What's the good of hanging them?"

"I was injured, the psychiatric hospital is closed, and a duck in their mouth is about to fly, so why am I injured?"

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

Gordon paced the room, saying, "It's been running for so long, and many people have spent their time and energy putting their industries into mental institutions, and they won't be willing to give up. It's like the end of baking pizza." A process, they will not be willing to stop."

"Your disease, they will definitely find all kinds of ways to find out what's going on, the police know who did it, and those gang leaders have no reason not to know."

"But how do you know they're going to mess with the guys from the Mets? Instead of trying to replace you with someone else like before?"

"You were injured, but it doesn't mean that the psychiatric hospital must go out of business. They don't know that this industry is your plan. They might just think, since the attending doctor is sick, can't it just be changed?"

"It's true that they didn't know, but Falcone knew, and that's enough."