OBS Chapter 3289 Bloody New City (38)
Chapter 3289 Bloody New City (38)
Chapter 3289 Bloodshed in New City (Thirty-Eight)
In Wayne Manor, Schiller was playing chess with the Pale Knight. But playing chess was just a pastime, Schiller came to see the Pale Knight for serious business.
"I've been here for so long, and you've never paid me a penny, and I don't even have a formal position. Don't you think you're a little too stingy?" Schiller said.
The Pale Knight glanced at the pile of official documents next to him, sighed and said, "You closed the city government. I don't even have an assistant. I am busy dealing with these documents every day. Do you think I should thank you?"
"That's not necessary. I don't really value verbal thanks. If you really want to thank me, just arrange a position for me," Schiller responded.
The Pale Knight was already used to Schiller not understanding good or bad words. He just sighed and said, "I am the mayor, not God. The arrangement of positions must follow the law..."
"But I happen to be legal." Schiller handed over a stack of documents and said, "I am now applying to you to become the director of Arkham Asylum. You just need to sign this appointment notice."
The Pale Knight frowned as he looked at the document. That was Schiller's identity information, but it must have been forged by him, because he was not from this universe at all, so where did he get his identity from?
But he had to admit that it was his negligence. Since such a big person had been jumping around here for so many days, it was not a good idea to keep him as an illegal resident. He should add his household registration information.
The Pale Knight took a look at Schiller's identity information and felt that it was not out of the ordinary. Schiller was obviously a highly educated intellectual, and his academic information should have been restrained.
But the only thing that puzzled the Pale Knight was his professional resume. He glanced at the information, then at Schiller and said, "Do you have a license as a psychiatrist?"
"Yes, I have whatever license you want. And I also have the right to prescribe medicine. I perfectly meet the requirements to be the director of Arkham Asylum." Schiller answered confidently.
The Pale Knight continued reading. Schiller wrote about several of his career experiences, most of which were in cities on the West Coast. The Pale Knight thought that this might be because the names of cities in different universes were different, so he could only write about cities with the same name.
The Pale Knight sighed and said, "Your resume does meet the requirements. But the question is, what reason did I have to kick Tok and let you do it?"
"You should know that Tok has been bribed by many people, right?" Schiller asked back.
"Of course. But as long as he hasn't broken the law, or I haven't found evidence that he has broken the law, I can't get him out." The Pale Knight said helplessly.
"What I mean is that having too many masters doesn't necessarily mean you're safe. He displeased one of his masters and was killed. He should have been burned to ashes by now," Schiller explained.
The Pale Knight frowned. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Schiller and said, "Are you sure he was killed by his master?"
"Of course, little Fils, have you heard of this man?" Schiller asked.
The look on the Pale Knight's face indicated that the memories he shared with the man called Little Fels were not very good.
"Yes, I have some impression of him. This guy is a frequent customer of the Iceberg Restaurant. When the Penguin was fighting against the implementation of the Napier Act, this guy was also waving the flag and shouting. And the Firth family he belongs to almost monopolizes the gambling industry in Gotham, and is considered the stinkiest of all bugs." Pale Knight recalled.
After a pause, the Pale Knight asked in confusion: "How did Tok offend him?"
"It's a long story," Schiller said. "Unfortunately, young Firth came up with a brilliant idea to set up a bet based on the time when criminals escaped from Arkham Asylum. This exciting idea attracted widespread attention, and almost the entire upper class participated."
"In order to prevent someone from reaching too far, he had to replace Tok, who had too many masters. He knew he couldn't bribe you, so he just killed him," Schiller explained.
"Then if I take your place, won't he kill you too?" the Pale Knight asked doubtfully.
"What's even more unfortunate is that he had some conflicts with his brother. When he took action, there were people planted by his brother at the scene who caught him with evidence of murder and handed it over to the police station. It can be said that the evidence is irrefutable. He will definitely not be able to get out in a short time, and if he is unlucky, he may have to spend the rest of his life in prison." Schiller said with a smile.
The Pale Knight rubbed his forehead and said, "That is to say, he and Tork died together by coincidence, and the position of the director of Arkham Asylum happened to be vacant."
Schiller nodded vigorously.
With a "bang", the Pale Knight slammed the table. He glared at Schiller and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? How can there be so many coincidences in this world?!"
"Just talk, don't bang the table and scare me." Schiller picked his ears and said, "I admit that I have made some efforts to create my own jobs. But I am not the kind of person who takes credit, and I will not brag in front of you, the mayor. My belief is that humility makes people progress."
The Pale Knight couldn't help but cover his forehead.
"Tell me what you did first." The Pale Knight said helplessly.
"I came up with the idea for the bet," Schiller confessed.
"What else?" the Pale Knight asked.
"I am his brother's man," Schiller continued.
"And what?" the Pale Knight continued to ask.
"I sent the evidence," Schiller replied.
"And then?" the Pale Knight pressed on.
"That's all I have left." Schiller looked at the Pale Knight very sincerely and said, "These are all I can do in two days. There is nothing else."
The Pale Knight felt like he was running out of oxygen. He said, "Forget about everything else. What's the deal with that bet? Do you know that this could potentially cause a riot in Arkham Asylum?!"
"I know." Schiller answered frankly.
"You knew this and yet you still did this?!" the Pale Knight asked angrily.
"I was wrong, and I'm trying my best to make up for it." Schiller pushed the document in front of the Pale Knight again, and then said, "That's why I applied to you to become the director of Arkham Asylum. This is me taking practical action to make up for my mistake."
The Pale Knight was choked.
He has discovered that it is useless to point out Schiller's mistakes, whether in terms of morality or law. He will not debate with you about right or wrong, and he admits his mistakes faster than anyone else.
Shameless people are those who humbly admit their mistakes and refuse to change despite repeated admonitions. But Schiller humbly admitted his mistakes and turned the tables.
What can the Pale Knight say to his logic? If he says no, doesn't that mean he won't let Schiller correct his mistakes? Isn't that hindering his progress?
Good fellow, he has been morally kidnapping others for a lifetime, and now it is his turn to be kidnapped. Is this fair?
"Don't be so picky," Schiller said. "If you make the gambling public, no one will dare to become the director of Arkham Asylum. But if there is no backbone, it will only make things worse. Am I not helping you solve your problems?"
The Pale Knight wanted to say "I don't need it", but after thinking about it carefully, he did need it.
If Tok hadn't died, even if he wanted to escape, his masters wouldn't agree. Because as long as they could control him, they would definitely win.
But now that Toker is dead, those involved in the gambling want to send a new person to take over, but no one will be willing to do so. Because in this situation, whoever takes over will die. No one will allow their competitor to occupy such an important position.
Even if they could find a fearless person, he would most likely be killed by others, and sending another person would not change his fate of being killed.
To put it bluntly, it was like the King of Hell calling the shots. Whoever came up would be hostile to others, and then they would have to deal with attacks from all sides. Unless the person coming was a superman, otherwise he would be going to die.
But if this position remains vacant, they will have no choice but to let the gambling game continue, allowing the criminals to escape from prison, trampling on the reputation of the maintainers of order and disappointing the citizens of Gotham once again.
If they want to intervene in this matter, they must have someone in an important position. Although the position of the police chief is important, he must consider the overall situation and maintain stability as the top priority. It is difficult to expect him to free up his hands to do something.
Then the only way for these good guys to intervene in this matter is to take down the position of the director, who has close contact with criminals and can call upon all the security facilities of Arkham Asylum.
But they also face the same dilemma as the elites, that is, no matter who is pushed to sit in this position, it is not certain that they will be able to stay there.
The Pale Knight is not afraid of death, but he will be blocked by the Dean's academic qualifications and professional requirements. Batman's academic qualifications are sufficient, but he is a masked hero and cannot disclose his personal information, so it is not possible either.
Besides, the people who could be nominated either did not meet the standards or might not be completely on their side. It can be said that after all the selections, Schiller was the only one left.
Thinking of this, the Pale Knight knew that Schiller still did not expect him to be kind, and he still left him with no choice.
The Pale Knight hated the feeling of being manipulated, but he was not an irrational person, so he signed it.
However, after approving the commission documents, the Pale Knight still asked: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't worry, this is the first step." Schiller said, "We can't completely cut off their roots yet, but we can collect some interest first. This will also facilitate our subsequent actions."
Knowing that he couldn't get the truth out of Schiller, the Pale Knight asked in a different way: "Can you promise me that no innocent people will be harmed?"
"Of course." Schiller agreed quickly. He said, "In fact, except for that group of elites, no one will be hurt in this incident, including the criminals in Arkham Asylum."
"Even if they are elites, you'd better not cause any casualties. If they really do something illegal, arrest them and bring them to court. This is more effective than killing them directly." The Pale Knight warned.
Schiller said helplessly: "I am not an executioner. I have no intention of killing anyone. Am I so cruel and bloodthirsty in your eyes?"
"That's not the case." The Pale Knight shook his head and said, "These two words are too superficial to describe you."
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Schiller said, standing up. “Treasure the time you have alone to handle official business. City hall will be reopened soon.”
The Pale Knight was stunned by this. What on earth was going on? Just as he was about to ask what was going on, Schiller had already left.
Schiller went to Arkham Asylum with the commission documents. Bruce was playing cards with a group of super criminals.
When Schiller arrived, he was being picked up by Killer Croc and shaken, and playing cards were falling from his body with a crackling sound.
Killer Croc opened his mouth wide and was about to bite. Schiller shouted, "Spare his life!"
Bruce was put down without any embarrassed expression. He just patted his butt and left.
After leaving the activity room, he looked at Schiller and said, "What's wrong?"
The more Schiller looked at him, the more he disliked him. He said unhappily, "What have you done since you came to this universe besides shopping, eating and playing cards? Are you here for vacation?"
Bruce actually nodded.