The call was from the ventriloquist, who brought bad news to Chen Tao:
The Death Shooter was making a fuss about disbanding and returning to Gao Laozhuang - Chen Tao just felt tired.
He once again deeply realized that reality is not an online game, and there is no such outrageous setting as being able to see loyalty when recruiting soldiers.
The guys he recruited are more troublesome and weird than each other.
Gordon stood there for a while and found that Batman did not leave his side to answer the phone as he did before, so he consciously walked to the side and shrank back.
Chen Tao asked the ventriloquist to give the phone to Death Shooter, then he calmed himself down, thought for a moment, and switched the voice to Death Shooter's own voice:
"OK, OK, even if you don't want the money, you must save your life and reunite with your daughter. I respect your choice and wish you a happy life, but I still have something to say."
"Are you satisfied with this?"
The Death Shooter on the other end of the phone had a strange look on his face. It was inexplicably scary that the other party was using his own voice to persuade him.
"Listen, Lawton, I have investigated you. Your daughter's adoptive parents are just an ordinary family. They are not able to give your daughter a good education."
"Your daughter is still in elementary school. Next, she will go to the worst public junior high school in the community, surrounded by hooligans who dye their hair, smoke, get tattoos, and fight. Next, she will go to the worst high school - if your daughter doesn't learn bad things. Then what?"
"Getting pregnant by some redneck scumbag one day? And then becoming a single mother, huh? Working as a salesperson in a supermarket, out of shape, with loose skin, is this the life you planned for your daughter?"
"Shut up, asshole!"
Death Shooter's anger was easily aroused. He shouldn't be such a hot-tempered idiot, but no matter who it is, when it comes to family, it's impossible to keep calm.
"Ah - yes - that's right - his dad is the famous Deadshot, a murderer wanted by more than 10 countries. The only difference between Zoe and other slum girls is that her awesome dad will shoot through the neck of any bad guy who gets close to her, and he also has some money saved from being a mercenary. But what's the use?"
"No matter how much money you have, the real upper ladder of those aristocratic schools will not open the door to Zoe. What's more, if you want to launder your dirty money, half of it will evaporate directly."
"Your money can be laundered, but what about your identity? Where do you want to take Zoe to live? The Sahara Desert or the Great Canyon of East Africa?"
"Dear mercenary, you don't want your daughter to not receive a good education, do you?"
"That's enough, stop talking!"
There was a strange pause in the Death Shooter's voice, as if he was biting his tongue to prevent the sound of his heart from coming out of his mouth.
"I can get you a letter of recommendation from Bruce Wayne or Jim Gordon to one of Gotham's top schools."
"I can use financial operations to turn the $200 million I give you into Zoe's legal income."
"I can plan a perfect life for Zoe."
"… "
silence.
The Death Shooter on the other end of the phone sighed. He didn't expect that he would change his mind and surrender within just a few minutes after making a decision.
He did not ask the other party if he could help clear his identity. He knew that even if he could, he would not do it for him.
What the other side needs is a combat force that can fight and charge, not a veteran soldier who always wants to retire.
"Okay, I got it. I'll help you..."
"What did you call me?"
"boss."
The problem is solved.
Provide the facts, lay out the chips, close the deal.
To be honest, Chen Tao was too lazy to think about whether the other party was deliberately raising the price, because it was meaningless.
Once Bane is dealt with, his cooperation with this group of mercenaries will be terminated immediately, the money and goods will be cleared, the promises will be fulfilled, and then they will rush to their own beautiful lives and never have any contact with each other again.
At least now, he can completely control the Death Shooter, and that's enough.
What's more, now that the National Guard has been dispatched, can Bane destroy an entire army by himself
If we think optimistically, though, maybe Batman won't even need to take action.
Chen Tao turned off the phone and looked at Gordon, ready to discuss with him how to deal with Bane. In his hand, he also held - wait, the other party seemed to be answering the phone as well.
Jim Gordon turned his head and wiped his forehead, wiping the sweat that seeped through the wrinkles onto his brown hair mixed with gray.
The expression on his face was extremely serious.
"Give me a moment, Batman."
He said.
He hurriedly left the rooftop from the stairwell. A few minutes later, Director Gordon came back with a file bag and handed one of the documents to Chen Tao:
"Just watch first, I'll take care of what I'm saying. Three days ago, the Star Lab was attacked, and a person was kidnapped. It was Harold Goldblum, a professor of chemistry, a leader of the chemical research department of GothCorp, an expert in biological and chemical warfare weapons, and he has top wisdom in the fields of biology, botany, and toxicology..."
He took out a photo and showed it to Chen Tao. It showed a bald man with gray hair, who looked very smart.
Chen Tao's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.
"It could have been a serious matter, but at the time, Firefly had just set a fire at Elmer's Pier."
Chen Tao answered him: "And the pervert Firefly was climaxing while watching the pier turn into a torch, and then..."
Chen Tao was stuck for a moment, and he suddenly realized that in the original history, Batman arrived at the scene in person at the first time, beat the Firefly so badly that it fled in embarrassment.
But he'd just come here, and was still trying to activate the Alfred Protocol with the toilet paper in the Batcave, so—
"There was a fierce conflict between Firefly and the guys who came after hearing the news."
(The boys Gordon mentioned were the police officers under his command)
"In addition to Firefly, there are also Almond Brain, Ogre, Two-Face..."
Gordon named a long string of people like a menu, and then said: "Bane released too many people from Arkham Asylum, so the matter of Poison Ivy was delayed."
"But just 10 minutes ago, I received a report that the Identification Department used technical means to repair the damaged surveillance. We suddenly discovered that Poison Ivy did not rob the Star Lab alone—"
Chen Tao took the photo that Gordon handed over. In the photo, standing next to Poison Ivy was a scary-looking tree man.
"Next, we found out that Professor Goldblum had just developed a biological weapon with a very large range for GothCorp. If Poison Ivy and this inhuman monster were to replicate this weapon and use it in the city..."
Chen Tao looked at the photo carefully for a while.
"I know him. This guy is the plant master, Jason Wood," he said in a certain tone: he has replicated the accident that created Alec Holland, the swamp monster, and turned himself into a walking plant, becoming a low-level spokesperson for the magical power of All Green."
"The green of everything, what the hell is that?"
"An elemental essence, representing plants, the red of living things representing flesh and blood animals, and the black of decay representing corruption and death. Together they are called the three basic forces."
"Okay, wait a minute," Gordon said. "You just said magic, didn't you?"
"I don't know why the topic of our discussion suddenly jumped from a police film to a super-powered magic brawl."