Chapter 1225: The Farm of Justice (24)

"When Bat-cat first came to my house, it always fought with Krypto. I persuaded them several times, but it was useless. However, later, for some reason, they made up and even became good friends."

Bruce narrowed his eyes. Clark noticed his gaze, pursed his lips, and said: "Well, Krypto is the same as me. We both have some special abilities. You can understand it as me in the animal world."

"If they don't fight anymore, then why did your dog get sick?"

"The problem is that Bat-cat goes to the dream world to fight crime every day. One day, when Bat-cat was fighting, it got a small injury and couldn't successfully return to its own dream, but accidentally entered Krypto's dream."

"Krypto discovered that its friend was injured and felt very angry, so it kept asking Bat-cat what was going on. Bat-cat couldn't stand it asking constantly, so it told it about the dream world."

"Krypto's ability is the same as mine, and its personality is about the same. And it is a dog. Every dog in this world hopes for world peace. In the following days, it followed Bat-cat to the dream world."

"Besides the Cat Cat Getan we visited before, there are many cities in the dream world where small animals live. Many cities are experiencing disasters. Krypto's heart of justice makes it unable to sit idly by, so every night it goes to the dream world with Bat-cat to act chivalrously."

"However, Bat-cat is a native creature of the dream world. It doesn't need to consume spirit to be active there, but Krypto can't. It also needs rest. High-intensity dreaming will make its spirit very tired."

"I have no way to persuade it to give up, because in its view, animals are its own kind and need to be saved, just like I want to save humans," Clark shook his head and continued sadly: "I took it to a pet hospital, but I couldn't tell the doctor the truth. They would think I'm crazy."

"I could only tell them that Krypto had pet depression. The pet hospital can help Krypto restore its spirit through recuperation, so I could only temporarily foster it there."

"You know, the reason Krypto and Bat-cat could stay in our house was because neither of them shed hair, and because of this, Martha liked them both very much. Krypto hasn't been home for a long time, and she is almost heartbroken."

"So, some time ago, I asked Hal to go see Krypto, take some photos, etc. I also hope he can help me find a more professional pet doctor to see how to solve Krypto's problem."

"Can't Bat-cat do anything?" Bruce asked.

"Do you have any misunderstanding about yourself?" Clark stared at Bruce and said: "Do you think Batman's mental state is very good?"

Bruce moved his gaze away. Soon, the two saw Hal's figure at the door. Clark walked up quickly, but he looked left and right beside Hal and didn't find the dog.

"Clark, Bruce, I came to find you because I want to discuss something with you," Hal frowned, his expression appearing very serious. Clark knew from his state that Hal must be here to talk about business.

"Let's go to the small house beside to talk," Clark waved his hand, signaling Hal to follow. The three walked toward the small house beside the woodland together.

This small house was mainly used for stacking tools and resting. There was a fireplace and tables and chairs inside. The three sat around the table, and Hal pondered for a moment before opening his mouth to say.

"Don't worry, Krypto is fine. I have already contacted an expert to diagnose and treat him."

"I came here for the Mexico matter. Oliver ran into a difficult problem and hopes to come and ask for your opinions, especially Bruce's opinion."

Bruce looked at Hal, and the meaning his expression wanted to convey was very obvious. Hal shook his head and said: "Oliver doesn't hope that Schiller continues to be involved in this matter. He has already been investigated by the FBI too many times. If this continues, one day he won't be able to escape."

Before Bruce could speak, Hal interrupted him and said: "Of course, we all know that Schiller has special abilities and the FBI can't kill him, but don't forget, a person living in society needs to have a social identity. If the social identity is killed, then this person can no longer be active in society."

"This time it was Schiller who traded with the FBI to get back his social identity. Otherwise, the FBI would have directly announced his death to the outside world. Even if he could be active in Cat Getan, he wouldn't be able to publish papers or academic achievements under his original name and identity."

"Even if Schiller has a way to make the FBI not do this, do you think he is very willing to deal with that group of agents? Everyone knows that being investigated is annoying, he doesn't need to suffer these."

Bruce opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything. If he remembered correctly, Oliver and Schiller met very few times, and they actually weren't too familiar.

Hal propped one arm on the desktop and opened his mouth to say: "Some time ago, a mysterious force contacted Oliver, saying that they were willing to provide them with aid, and Oliver accepted."

Bruce frowned. Hal continued: "Of course, we all know that this might be a trap stained with honey, but Oliver had no other choice. He needed all aid forces."

"However, the other party didn't propose to let Oliver lead the people of Guadalajara to do anything for them. Oliver suspected that it might be the domestic military-industrial complex providing them with various support in order to let Congress pass the amendment to the Neighboring Country Act, so that they could give Congress enough pressure."

"The so-called amendment to the Neighboring Country Act is actually a policy that leans toward the military-industrial complex, including but not limited to lowering taxes, increasing military spending, etc. This is also an old trick, nothing strange."

"The problem is, some time ago, another mysterious force came to Oliver. They proposed more generous conditions, just to let Oliver accept their aid."

Hal scratched his head, full of confusion, and said: "Oliver told me that the domestic military-industrial complexes are all wearing the same pair of pants, so why would they be divided into two forces to provide them with aid? And why would they want to propose more generous conditions than before?"

"Although I am not a big shot, I also know that the military has supported too many proxies overseas. The generals won't give this group of dogs any good looks, at most giving them some leftovers. How could they give more and more?"

"So, Oliver hopes that I can come and ask for your opinions. He is not in the country and has a poor grasp of the domestic situation, so he hopes to consult Bruce Wei En. He knows that you will stand on our side because your teacher is Schiller."

"If you hope that I can use Wei En Group's information channels to understand something, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed. You might have been busy traveling between the two places recently and didn't watch the news. My father, Thomas Wei En, has returned and taken over the Wei En Group. Now the person in charge of the group is no longer me."

Looking at the disappointed expression on Hal's face, Bruce shook his head and said: "However, even in the past, I'm afraid you wouldn't have gotten any extra information from the Wei En Group. Since my parents passed away, I haven't dealt with the military, so it's also very difficult to get any information."

"However..." Bruce suddenly changed the subject: "I can infer some information. Do you want to listen?"

The light in Hal's eyes lit up again. He nodded forcefully, then said with a worried expression: "You don't know how chaotic that place is. Even Arthur and I can't handle it. Oliver has been great enough to hold on there. We really should help him."

"The domestic military-industrial complex really has no need to give Oliver such generous aid. Although they want to raise bandits to respect themselves, Mexico is different from other countries," Bruce opened his mouth.

"In essence, the United States is still using the trick of an offshore balancer, using its isolated geographical location to remotely control proxy wars and stir up the world situation. The Middle East is like this, and Southeast Asia is also like this."

"But Mexico is different. Mexico and the United States are adjacent, which means that the offshore balancer has a high possibility of playing out of control. Everyone knows this."

"The greater the danger, the greater the profit. The military-industrial complex won't let go of this piece of fat. The more severe the situation in Mexico, the more they have to earn. But they also clearly know that if a wolf tied to their doorstep is fed too fat, it might bite them at any time."

"So, for them, the best method is to try every means to suppress Oliver and the others. When they only have one breath left, they will give them a blood transfusion, so that they are always in an unhealthy state, but won't die, and can only linger on their last breath."

"This way, there is no danger, but they can give Congress enough pressure to ensure their profits."

"You mean, the ones giving Oliver and the others aid are actually not domestic people. Could it be... the Soviet Union?"

"Even more impossible," Bruce denied it in one bite: "The Soviet Union is now unable to protect itself, so they can only shout and cheer in public opinion."

"I think it is very likely that it is still Americans, but it is a new interest group different from the military-industrial complex. They are very likely wanting to add a few more seats at the table where they eat cake."

"Oh my god!" Clark stretched out his hand and said: "Isn't it enough for taxpayers to support so many arms dealers? How much more money do we have to give to this group of people who want to throw missiles at others' heads every day to make them satisfied?"

"Actually, it's not unreasonable," Bruce shook his head and said: "The stability of the Soviet Union's situation is something no one expected. Europe's economy was already sliding to the edge. They are grinding their teeth and sucking blood, wanting to wait for the fall of the giant, so they can rush up to divide the corpse."

"But now, the Soviet Union no longer adopts radical means to treat those regions that demand independence, but directly throws them out to let them face the pressure of Europe, instead preserving itself and not letting them succeed. Europeans are almost crazy. What they want is not this bit of cake residue, and what the United States promised them is not either."

"All along, the United States has been constantly harvesting Europe's industry and economy, dividing the huge benefits that can be obtained from the Soviet Union, just like the carrot hanging in front of the donkey. The United States has been constantly telling them that a beautiful day will eventually come."

"But now, as the Soviet Union's situation becomes more and more stable, this carrot is becoming less and less fresh, and the lies are gradually revealed. In order to balance internal pressure, Europe must let the rope around its neck become a little looser. Then the method is to find trouble for the United States and increase pressure."

"Of course they dare to do this, because they still have a way out. If turning right doesn't work, then turn left. There is still room for choice."

"Those who sell arms just want money, and more people want greater benefits. Smart people can think of this. They can all think of it. There is destined to be more than just domestic military-industrial complexes sitting at this table."

"Since that's the case, they must enter the game early to occupy a good position and strive for greater benefits for themselves. And the methods naturally include contacting you and expressing their sincerity."

"Then what exactly should we do?" Hal looked into Bruce's eyes and asked seriously.

"Accept all aid," Bruce said decisively: "Not only that, you should ask everyone for more."

"Tough, firm, refuse no one, and more importantly—open your mouth like a lion!"