"So what will you choose? Bruce Wayne!"
The doctor's low-pitched words were like a curse, surrounding Bruce's ears:
"Are you going to choose your pitiful sense of justice, which is like playing house, and still hand me over to the police and let me make everything public?"
"Or do you choose to protect the honor of yourself and the Wayne family and silence me?"
"Don't worry, there is no backup of those videos. As long as you kill me, no one in the world will say these things again."
Looking at the doctor's mocking eyes, Bruce fell silent. Obviously, the doctor was convinced that Bruce would kill him. After all, from the beginning, she didn't believe that Bruce would choose the side of justice.
Bruce slowly turned around and said to Afu: "Now, can you explain it to me?"
Ah Fu sighed and spoke slowly: "The history of the Wayne family's fortune is not only bright. In fact, like other capital families in the United States, it is full of blood and darkness secretly."
"Whether it was the massacre of Indians in the beginning, the trafficking of black slaves in the later period, including the later arms smuggling, or even drug trading, the Wayne family has done it. In this case, the people of the Wayne family will naturally be contaminated. Lots of bad habits.”
"For example... handed down from the medieval church... like young children... "
Ah Fu took a deep breath and looked at Bruce: "This kind of hobby is an unspoken rule for the United States and the entire Western high-level. And the wealthy circle in Gotham City has been specially established for this purpose. An organization, called the Court of Owls because members of the organization are required to wear owl masks."
"Court of Owls?" Bruce said solemnly, "Why do you choose such a name?"
Ah Fu snorted and sneered disdainfully: "Because they believe that the poor are all sinners born with original sin. The children who were deceived and abducted by them and suffered their abuse are actually judged and punished by them on behalf of God, so they took the Such a name."
When Bruce heard this, he snorted angrily and gritted his teeth: "So, my father also joined that organization?"
"Not just your father. As far as I know, almost all the men in the Wayne family were members of that organization." Afu said with a wry smile, "Since he was born in a dye vat, how could he be alone? Of course your father also joined The Court of Owls.”
Looking at Bruce's livid face, Afu quickly defended: "But since your father married your mother and became pregnant with you, your father withdrew from the organization. And since then, he has never looked back."
His tone was a bit pleading: "Master Wayne, he has repented. You should know what he has done to Gotham City. In order to improve the living environment of Gotham City's bottom citizens and improve the medical level of Gotham City citizens, , how much hard work has been put into it. It is no exaggeration to say that Gotham City is what it is today because of Master.”
As he said this, Ah Fu took a step forward and gritted his teeth and said, "So I can't just watch my master lose his reputation because of old things that he has long forgotten. And I will never allow the Wayne family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, to be stained by my hands. .”
"Master Wayne, I also understand your mood and perseverance in wanting to change Gotham. But under the current circumstances, if this kind of scandal is exposed, it will be harmful to your plan to improve Gotham. Since this The matter has long been submerged in the river of history, so why should we dig it up again?"
Listening to Ah Fu's pleading, Bruce's face was gloomy and uncertain. Ah Fu and the doctor both knew that there was a war between heaven and man in his heart, so no one spoke again.
After a long time, Bruce seemed to have made up his mind and turned to look at the doctor.
"I knew it would be like this." The doctor sneered disdainfully and raised his neck, "Come on, be smarter. Don't be like your damn dad, who didn't even have the strength to kill people."
Bruce did not take action, but instead said quietly: "Afu, what if she is your daughter or your granddaughter?"
The expressions on the doctor's and Ah Fu's faces froze at the same time.
Bruce continued quietly: "Or maybe I was among those poor children who were abused in those videos?"
He turned around and looked at Ah Fu quietly: "If this is the case, do you still want all this to be submerged in the river of history?"
Following Bruce's words, the white-haired old man seemed to have aged ten years again, and he could not even straighten his back. The thin body swayed a few times, slowly staggered back two steps, and leaned against the wall in silence.
The doctor looked at Bruce in surprise and asked in disbelief: "You won't kill me?"
Bruce looked back at her and said solemnly: "I said, I will hand you over to the police and hand you over to the court for trial, so that all Gotham citizens will know your crimes."
"What about your father?" the doctor asked, "you have to think carefully. If I stand in court, I will definitely expose the scandals your father did."
Bruce took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "In order to save this city, I am willing to bear all the consequences."
The doctor opened his mouth, and after a while, he shook his head and murmured: "You must be crazy... Yes, really crazy... You really should go to Arkham Asylum."
Bruce patted the doctor's shoulder and said solemnly: "Although I know that my apology is insignificant to what you have experienced, I still want to mention my father and say to you, I'm sorry."
"Besides that, I also want to know the specific situation of the Court of Owls, including information about other members. Believe me, I will never let those scum remain at large."
"The richest man in Gotham City is like this. Do you think other wealthy families in Gotham City are also clean?" The doctor shook his head and whispered, "Although I don't have the specific list, I can guarantee that among the richest families in Gotham City, It may be unfair to kill them all, but if every other person is shot, there will definitely be someone who slips through the net."
"Really?" Bruce clenched his fists, "I will dig out this cancer. I swear, I will seek justice for those poor children."
He turned around, only to find Afu raising his gun again.
"I'm sorry, Master Wayne. Although I know you are doing the right thing, I still can't accept it. Please forgive my selfishness and cowardice, and... I must learn to take care of myself in the future!"
Ah Fu smiled bitterly, suddenly turned the gun, put it against his chin, and then pulled the trigger.
"No!"
Bruce cast magic immediately, but after all, he had only mastered the trick of casting magic through armor, and he had not yet understood the essence of instantaneous casting, so he could only watch Afu pull the trigger.
But there was only a "click" sound, and the imaginary gunshots, head shattering, and red and white flying images did not appear.
Ah Fu, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, opened his eyes in shock and pulled the trigger a few times again.
Still no movement.
Ah Fu hesitantly took out the shotgun and opened the magazine.
The thick red shotgun bullets lay quietly in the magazine.
But why doesn't it ring