Chapter 482: Gotham City with Simple Folk Customs (Part 2)
Just as a weather forecaster who appeared on the big screen said before, tonight is the night with the most green lights in Gotham.
But these green lights are not willing to stay peacefully on the traffic light poles. Instead, they are like headless flies, scurrying around the city.
They don't know what kind of abyss this city is, and they don't know what kind of darkness is hidden in those narrow alleys, dark corridors, and buildings with swaying lights and shadows.
At first, the activities of these strangely dressed people did not attract much attention, because there were too many weirdos in Gotham. But a rumor spread among the truck drivers who had the widest range of activities. They said that Gotham It's haunted.
These guys with the green light are the ancestral evil spirits that emerged from the ground. They came to punish this city and want to eliminate all chaos and evil here.
When the citizens of Gotham City heard the news for the first time, their reaction was not to pray or to flee in a hurry toward the church. Instead, they picked up their guns, filled their magazines, opened the doors, walked into the streets, and faced All green objects within the field of vision were bombarded.
"We are here to save this city!" a Green Lantern shouted: "We are here for justice, the Green Lantern will purify all filth!"
"Bang!"
The bullet hit the weak green light. Although it did not penetrate the Green Lantern's shield, it knocked the Green Lantern away. A little boy with freckles loaded the rifle in his hand again. He said:
"Rescue this city? Sorry, this city doesn't need anyone to save it."
As he said that, he raised his gun and pointed it at the Green Lantern. The young Green Lantern shouted with confusion on his face: "Are you crazy?! We can save this city from these evils, we I’m here to save you, don’t you want peace?”
Seemingly in a good mood, the newsboy pointed his gun at him, smiled mockingly, and said:
"You say you want to purify the filth, but I am one of the filth you call me. When I was born, no one came to save me. But after I lived a good life through my own efforts, you wanted to purify me and give me the so-called 'Justice'..."
"The peace you talk about may be nice, but I don't need it."
"I don't believe in peace and justice, I only believe in the gun in my hand, because in times of danger, it is not you who protects me, but it."
As he said that, he planned to pull the trigger again, but at this moment, another little boy ran out from the side, also holding a gun in his hand, and then said to the freckle-faced newsboy: "Cobot The boss is looking for you! Go answer the phone!"
As he said that, the boy glanced at the Green Lantern who was lying on the ground. He said: "Ignore these lunatics. They talk about justice and peace. Damn it. Who would say this in Gotham?"
The newsboy seemed to have lost interest and followed his companions away with the gun. After the Green Lantern got up from the ground, his arms were still shaking a little. He shook his head and said vaguely: "...Am I really crazy? ?”
The newsboy followed his companion through the narrow alley, and then got into a small shed. There was a telephone in it. He picked up the receiver and said: "Hello? It's me. Yes, everyone has got their guns. But so far, we haven’t killed any ghosts yet…”
"The light on them is a bit troublesome. Ordinary bullets won't work. Boss, I heard there is a useful freezing gun. Can you get one for us?"
"What? Detecting locations and delivering intelligence? Please, don't do this. I will be 13 next year and I can participate in battles!"
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you...really? Okay! I'll inform them now!"
After saying that, the newsboy hung up the phone and said to his companions with excitement: "Go and call them over. Boss Cobot said, let us be responsible for the investigation of the entire West District and report the location of the ghosts." Someone is there to deal with them.”
The companion said with some frustration: "So, we can't participate in the battle again? Why is it like this every time? We are not young anymore."
"Stop complaining, the boss said. As long as we perform well, he will get us a state-of-the-art freezing gun to play with. That thing is amazing. I have personally seen someone holding it and blasting a green The fly was knocked down and turned into a big ice cube!"
The two chattered and discussed, and soon the companion ran out to deliver the letter.
This kind of scene doesn't just happen among the children in the West End, but the entire network of children in Gotham is conveying this message.
Cigarette boys, newspaper boys, flower boys, and hawkers, this group of local snakes who are the most well-informed and familiar with the terrain in Gotham City, for the first time demonstrated the power of a comprehensive intelligence network.
There are a lot of children in Gotham. In the past, most of the children had nothing to do. They fought cocks and chased dogs on the streets every day. They had nothing to do. It can be said that people hate dogs.
Since the death of the original Kid King, Cobot has taken over the network.
It has to be said that Penguin is much more far-sighted than the average gang boss in terms of strategy.
The original Kid King used children to make money and let their parents exploit the little money they had, but Cobot saw another possibility for this network, which was much more powerful than making money. .
These vendors can be seen everywhere. They walk in the streets and alleys all year round. There is nothing they don't know about the neighbors. Not to mention that many newspaper boys also work as postmen. They know clearly which family has new letters, which family has a baby, which family has a death, and which family has gone out to work. They are simply the best choice for developing intelligence networks.
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Before, this network was just in its infancy. It was through this network developed by Cobblepot that Schiller discovered Merkel's fault at the first time. Agents like Merkel are very sensitive to stalking and surveillance, but they lack vigilance against the vendors selling cigarettes at the train station. Therefore, they were discovered as soon as they entered Gotham.
Cobblepot, who discovered the convenience of this network, couldn't wait to wait for an opportunity to fight in actual combat, and at this moment, the Green Lanterns fell from the sky.
The Green Lanterns who were knocked down by Aisha's big move were scattered all over Gotham. It was really difficult to find them. Although they were emitting obvious green light, if they had to hide, it would take a long time to find them all in so many corners of Gotham.
However, with the network of these children, it was different. These vendors were best at getting into all kinds of strange places, because there usually meant there would be shortcuts or hiding places.
Like the newsboy with freckles on his face, no one knew better than him where there was a gap in the wall in the West District, where there was a dog hole, and where the basement of the house led to the next door, because he relied on this information to deliver the letter quickly. Not only did he complete the tasks in the West District every day, but he could even go to the East District to grab work.
Under Cobblepot's command, these children were united. After a while, information was passed layer by layer. When they arrived at Falcone Manor, Cobblepot had already grasped the movements of all Green Lanterns. Their number, clothing, appearance, and strength were all clear.
In a reception room in Falcone Manor, a huge Gotham map on the wall was covered with colorful pins. Cobblepot's short figure stood in front of the map, but he had a kind of power that could not be ignored.
"Go tell those gunmen to drive them out. There's no need to kill them. Just drive them out of those dark alleys."
A gang member behind Cobblepot asked, "Where to drive them?"
Cobblepot's eyes fell on the center of the Gotham City map. He thought for a while and then said, "Go to the central turntable."
After the gang members left, Cobblepot stood in front of the map and pondered for a while. At this time, the door was opened and Alberto walked in and said, "What's going on? Did the professor communicate with you?"
Cobblepot shook his head and said, "No, but I can probably guess his intention. Do you remember? Well, among those green-glowing people who landed in the corridor of Arkham Hospital, one of them looked familiar? "
"Is it the one called Hal Jordan? We seemed to have seen him in our dreams before."
"Yes, it seems that he should stand on the side of Professor Schiller, but he led those strange people to fight against us. I think he should be a spy sent by Professor Schiller to the other side. What exactly they want to do, we will know after we drive that group of people to the central turntable."
Alberto nodded. Obviously, he also agreed with Cobblepot's proposal to gather people together, and he was considering another problem.
If the Green Lanterns fight each other, it is easier to defeat them one by one, but the damage to Gotham City is relatively large, and it will be troublesome to repair it at that time. If they are all concentrated in the central turntable area, it is already a ruin anyway, so it doesn't matter if it is plowed again.
Just as Alberto walked to the map and was about to take a look at the layout, Cobert turned and left. Alberto stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to make a phone call. I have something to arrange."
At the same time, on the main road leading to Gotham University, a car sped past, bringing up snowflakes. At this time, the snow in the sky was getting heavier, and the car ignored the bad weather conditions and just kept speeding up.
Harvey Dent, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Victor who was steering the wheel and said, "Don't worry, it won't be such a coincidence that a ghost just happened to fall into the laboratory of Gotham University..."
Victor's face was gloomy. He rarely had such a serious expression. He said in a low voice, "No, what if? What if that group of weirdos just happened to fall near the laboratory of Gotham University and just destroyed the power supply of Gotham University and just cut off the power supply of the laboratory..."<.
At the end of this sentence, Victor's voice began to tremble uncontrollably. He stepped on the accelerator again and the car accelerated again. Harvey shook his head helplessly and said, "I saw those green lights when they fell. I remembered all the locations. I am very sure that Gotham University is not included."
"What if they can teleport? What if they can use magic? What if, what if..."
Obviously, Victor has fallen into a state of paranoia. He kept mumbling in his mouth, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and his knuckles made a slight clicking sound.
His Adam's apple trembled up and down, he kept swallowing, and his breathing became rapid. Harvey saw a kind of madness in his eyes that he had never seen before. This lawyer, who was always calm and rational, couldn't help but start to worry.
It seems that Victor, a gentle and humorous man, also has a crazy side that is unknown to others.
Harvey turned his head and looked out the window. Through the flying snow, he saw the flickering lights in the city, like the flickering eyes of monsters in the abyss.
He thought, maybe this city is like this. Everyone who comes here has different personalities, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are all crazy.
But they use madness as a knife and never need to be saved.