Chapter 1673 No Time to Die (Thirty-Six)

"About a few months ago, I can't remember exactly when, I found that there was a problem with some of the magic circles related to sacred power that I used before. I can't explain the specific principles to you, but in short, Heaven may have unilaterally modified the application scenarios of certain runes, causing most of my magic circles related to sacred magic to become ineffective."

In the alley next to the coffee shop, Constantine took a sip of hot coffee and slowly explained: "I don't know if the brains of those angels were kicked by donkeys, but I only used the runes that have not changed for thousands of years." In a few years, they have changed it beyond recognition. Now I have completely lost contact with heaven. I still have two debts waiting for the power of heaven to pay. Can I not be anxious? "

"Who told you to owe so much in the first place...Okay, let's not mention this. Then what's the point of coming to Gotham? There are no angels here."

Constantine opened his mouth, as if he didn't know whether he should say anything, but facing the questioning looks of the two Robins, he still sighed and said: "You can't never grow up, right? Neither do you. You may believe what Batman tells you all your life. The current situation in Gotham is entirely because of those evil criminals.”

Red Hood and Nightwing looked at each other, and they both read the meaning in each other's eyes, but Red Hood still cleared his throat, tapped the ground with his toes, and said: "Then you should tell me, brother What happened to Tan and why are you here?"

"To be honest, I have to come here to get some strength to repay my debt, otherwise my liver will definitely be gone the next time you see me." Constantine sighed sadly.

"You also know that my magical power is like using a credit card to repay a debt. When one card expires, I borrow the limit of another card to pay back the money. However, heaven suddenly disconnected, which is equivalent to half of my card limit. Suddenly disappeared, I have tried every means to fill this hole, but it is still close, I have to activate the backup plan. "

"To be honest, who would want to come to Gotham if there was nothing else to do?" Constantine squatted down against the wall, squatting in the corner without any image, holding a coffee cup and muttering: "This ghost place, the devil You'll have to spit when you come, and there's also a crazy Batman. If it's not really urgent, I won't come!"

"You're here to borrow power, so why are you looking for Lincoln March?"

"Um, so you don't know? I thought Batman had already checked him out." Constantine took a breath of embarrassment. Facing the probing eyes of the two Robins, he could only say : "Since you all know that the darkness in Gotham is not entirely due to the security situation, you should be able to guess that there have always been some mysterious forces hidden in this city. I came here to discuss business with them."

Nightwing narrowed his eyes. He stared at Constantine closely and said, "Mysterious power, what do you mean?"

Constantine blew on the coffee and spit out a noun: "Owl."

"To be precise, it's the Court of Owls. Batman must have noticed the clues a long time ago, but I can't let him know this time, because he won't allow me to take away any bit of the city's power. I am now equivalent to pulling a tooth from a tiger's mouth. "

"To be honest, I didn't expect to succeed, but being discovered by you so early is a bit beyond my expectation. I was just about to ask, what happened in the middle city area? I was almost hit by a rocket launcher just after teleporting here. Boom to the sky."

The red hood made a "chi" sound, which made Constantine look at him with strange eyes. The red hood took a lot of effort to swallow the laughter back into his stomach, and then said: "This is called a leak in the house." It’s been raining all night, but you’re in luck, sir, we don’t have to tell Batman, because we’re also trying to deal with Lincoln March.”

"You want to deal with Lincoln March, why?"

Then within the next ten minutes, the Red Hood told Constantine their plan in detail, and Constantine remained as motionless as a wood carving after listening.

After a while he said: "I think I should go tell Batman now that you are a little too crazy, boy!"

"Manipulating elections, developing gangs, and even getting involved in the shipping and smuggling industries?! If I hadn't known that this city was in ruins, I would have been a hero of justice and sent you to the police station!"

"Stop talking about those useless nonsense, let me ask you, do you want to work with us? If you dare to say no, I will call Wonder Woman right now and tell you to steal her underwear."

Constantine spit out a sip of coffee. He stood up and glared at the Red Hood and said, "We haven't seen each other for only a few months. Why do you seem to be possessed by a demon? Besides, how do you know that I..."

"You haven't really thought about it, have you?"

Red Hood and Nightwing immediately got together and looked at Constantine like a pest. Constantine waved his hand and said, "Don't insult me, I'm not that vulgar, but Diana is really pretty, right? "

"Okay, boys, how do you plan to deal with Lincoln March? Maybe there is something I can help with. Then you will solve the Penguin's competitors and I will get my power. This is a win-win situation."

"It's not that simple." Red Hood curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Don't think you can fool us. Your reward for helping us deal with Lincoln March is that we help you hide the truth from Batman, not to help you get the power. , If you want us to trick the so-called Court of Owls with you, you have to show some sincerity."

"What do you want me to help you with?"

Red Hood showed a slightly evil smile, looked at Constantine and said: "Find the Court of Owls, and then..."

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"Mr. March, our patience is almost exhausted. If you still can't take down Mrs. Maia, you may have to go to the coffin to reflect."

A woman wearing a white owl mask stood behind the table in the reception room of the mansion. She looked at Lincoln March with an impatient expression. She said: "You know, those martial arts factions have always wanted to occupy absolute power." Advantages, they are growing more and more claws, and soon they will no longer need you, and they can also trap Batman."

"And if you don't contribute, and our long-term training and investment are in vain, you know the consequences better than us, March, you don't have much time."

"Did you call me here just to scare me?" March's face looked a little ugly, but he could still keep his emotions steady. He gently touched the ring on his hand and said, "To make Batman lose control and fall." Falling into a trap is not that simple. There are too many things happening in Gotham that are beyond our control recently, so you are so anxious."

"Think about how you used to be in control of the overall situation, calm and cautious, but now you are suddenly taking such a big step, and you are not afraid of spraining your feet."

Through the owl mask, Ma Qi could also see the face of the woman opposite him darken, but he continued: "I will get rid of the current mayor Magan. I have already caught evidence of his bribery for approval of the deep-water port project. , he will soon be no match for me.”

"Except for him, the other candidates are all your puppets and are not competitive at all. They are ready to toast me at my campaign celebration banquet. Goodbye."

March strode out of the mansion where they met. When he returned to the office he rented in the uptown area, a female assistant came up with a pale face and whispered a few words in his ear.

March's eyes immediately widened. He rushed into the office, slammed the table angrily, and shouted: "What's going on?! Why is that gangster named Oswald Copot also running for election? ? "Where did he come from?"

"Mr. March, according to our investigation, Oswald Cobblepot is the owner of the Iceberg Restaurant. The funds and connections gathered for Gotham City's deep-water port project may be in his hands. That includes not only Gotham City's The rich in the city, as well as many big bosses engaged in smuggling activities along the east coast, are very generous. "

The shrewd and capable female assistant stepped forward and said in a decisive tone: "If he really runs for the election, even Magan, who currently has a big advantage, may not be able to win. Cobot's geographical advantage is too great!"

"Why does he suddenly want to run for mayor?"

"It is very likely that he and Mayor Magan had differences during the negotiations on the deep-water port project. I think it is very likely that they did not agree on the amount of bribes. Magan wanted more, and Cobot did not want to give it. , so he decided to do it himself.”

March covered his forehead and let out a long sigh, then he took a deep breath, waved to the people sitting at the table and said: "Stop playing with the computer, get ready for the meeting. We must find a way to raise an army for a thousand days but only for a moment." I am determined to unseat Copot as mayor!"

In the residence of the Neville family in Midtown, Tim's face flashed with the blue light of the computer. He typed on the keyboard quickly and said: "Lincoln March proposed the 'Twelve Recommendations for Gotham Municipal Reform', which was published on There are currently more than 200 comments on his personal campaign website.”

"Tonight he will give a speech at the City Council press conference. I suspect he may elaborate on this newly proposed campaign slogan. We must find the loopholes in it immediately."

Jason came to his side, stared at the long speech on it and said, "Let me see...he definitely didn't write this himself. I have heard recordings of him speaking in private. He is simply a hopeless illiterate."

"Of course he was ghostwritten by the campaign team, but the tone of his speech was good. He should imitate President Roosevelt's style and create his own professional but pragmatic image."

Jason rolled his eyes, and then said: "This is easy to handle. We have ready-made experience to copy. Our Gotham Mayor Roy has experienced two mayoral elections. Even without using any special means, the number of votes has always been high. , He has two brushes."

"I heard him give three speeches on Gotham's transportation and municipal reform before. I can remember about 95% of the content. I will write them down later, and then add the content that refuted March. Go in, give me two hours, and we’ll give a speech tonight, too.”

After it got dark, the Bingshan Restaurant was uncharacteristically empty of guests and seemed a little quiet. When you walked into the Bingshan Restaurant, you saw not waiters coming and going, but a complete set of interview and filming equipment.

"This thing definitely works." Harley Quinn said while chewing bubble gum: "Every time my little biscuit makes a terrifying declaration, he uses this thing to take pictures. He spent a lot of money on this to ensure that the bat Xia can see every expression on his face."

"Well, this radio equipment costs tens of thousands of dollars per speaker. It ensures that the entire East Coast can hear what you are saying clearly. There is also this lens, which probably costs hundreds of thousands of dollars more."

"Stop standing there stupidly, come here and help adjust your attitude!" Harley waved to Harley Quinn.

Finding that Harley Quinn ignored her, she had to pinch her throat and shout in a rhythmic voice: "Oh, my dear mother, can you come over and help me turn this handle that I can't reach? Thank you!"

Harley Quinn then ran over with a smile on her face.

The Penguin was standing behind the wine cabinet where he used to stay, but his expression was still a little hesitant. He put down the manuscript in his hand and looked at Jason who was adjusting the camera position next to him and said: "Are you sure this will work? Our stupid mayor was interviewed in the bright and spacious hall of the Municipal Bureau, and my restaurant... Anyone who is a Gotham person knows that nothing here is legal."

"How many things are legal in Gotham people's homes?"

The Penguin was speechless. He finally went through the manuscript again, and about half an hour later, Batman heard this passage with the Joker in the Batcave.

"...When have you ever managed us? Where was the FBI when the gangs took over the city? Where was the CIA when drugs were imported from abroad?"

"When Gotham's industry was polluting, you didn't talk about environmental protection. When the surrounding farms had no harvest, you didn't talk about environmental protection. Now we build docks and make money with our own ability, and you want to talk to us about environmental protection!"

"I can only say, fuck it! State Legislature or federal government? Yes, I only have this sentence for you! You should all get out of this city, take the soft eggs in your crotch, and get out as far as possible!"

The next morning, Batman looked at the newspaper report of the soaring votes of mayoral candidate Oswald Cobblepot and sighed deeply.