Chapter 2156: Battle of the Two Cities (Part 34)

When Bruce opened his eyes again, he saw Alfred's concerned eyes. He heard movement on his right side, turned his head, and saw Gordon's back.

"He's awake." In a daze, Bruce heard Alfred say. Gordon then walked over and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

Bruce woke up faster than he imagined. He propped up his body with his arms, looked at Alfred, and said: "Did you bring me back? Alfred?"

"In fact, it was your friend Peter and a lawyer named Matt who controlled the tower crane and put you in a safe place."

Bruce didn't feel any discomfort anywhere on his body, which meant that although he fainted in the end, he didn't suffer serious injuries.

"Andkin." Bruce took the water cup from Alfred, drank a sip of water, and called out the name. He turned his head to look at Gordon, hoping Gordon could give him an answer.

Gordon pulled up the hem of his trench coat and said: "I didn't expect you to still have an impression of him, Bruce."

Gordon lowered his eyelids, wanting to say something but stopping. Gordon stood on the spot and sighed for a long time before saying: "This matter is my fault, Bruce. I didn't expect him to go directly to you back then. After all, you were just a child, and ordinary people wouldn't do that."

"What exactly happened? James."

Gordon's mouth was pursed into a straight line. He said: "I'm sorry, Bruce. Actually, he warned your parents."

At that time, he was investigating a series of cases where important figures were murdered. He discovered that the Waynes might be the next target, so he warned them by making anonymous phone calls, but your parents were too busy at the time and didn't have time to care at all.

"Your father was a good man. The charity work he did helped Andkin's family, so he didn't give up and made the call to me. Your father's secretary and I had both advised them with a serious attitude not to go out recently."

Alfred turned to look at Gordon, seemingly not wanting him to say the following words, but Gordon shook his head. He understood that this couldn't be hidden from Bruce forever.

"Your parents chose to believe us."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, like a sharp knife stabbing into Bruce's heart. He recalled every detail before going out at that time.

Children are not ignorant of anything. They can feel other people's emotions with a sensitivity different from adults. Bruce had long felt that the atmosphere at that time was very strange.

At that time, Bruce felt that the whole world was resisting him. Thomas and Martha were trying to refuse his proposal to watch a movie in a roundabout way, but kept emphasizing "we are very happy to accompany you, it's just that the situation is special now."

Bruce could understand the reason why they did this. The two of them had always been parents who were very good at education, always giving Bruce enough and firm responses, making Bruce feel that they were always standing behind him from countless details, and he was loved.

At that time, Bruce couldn't understand at all why his parents suddenly became unreasonable. He just wanted to watch a movie. This wasn't something very difficult to do. Why weren't his parents willing to satisfy him?

"Bruce, you were still young at that time. Thomas couldn't explain those dirty and dark interest struggles to you. He couldn't tell you himself that he did good deeds but attracted more hostility from others. That wasn't their educational policy. They always hoped you would be a kind person."

Gordon was organizing the buckle of his trench coat belt and said: "In the end, they chose to stand on your side and told us, 'It's just a movie, nothing will happen.'"

The sourness rising in Bruce's heart made him unable to control himself anymore. He knew it wasn't just a movie.

At that time, the movie was playing halfway, but the cinema suddenly had a power outage. Thomas and Martha felt very sorry, but they could only say to little Bruce, "I'm afraid we can't finish the movie today."

And what did he do? Bruce didn't want to recall. He was very willful and noisy, wanting to change to another cinema to finish the movie. Thomas and Martha didn't agree, so he left the two of them, ran out from the back door of the cinema, and ran into a pitch-black alley.

Thomas and Martha chased out, followed by two gunshots. The two of them fell in a pool of blood, and Bruce was stunned on the spot.

All of this was because of himself.

Bruce completely collapsed. Those reasons he originally used to comfort himself, "the bad guys are too bad," couldn't stand at all at this moment.

It wasn't that there were no good people standing on his parents' side. Police chiefs, secretaries, reporters—they had repeatedly reminded the Waynes that going out recently might be dangerous, and even when they were finally going out, they called to advise them.

And his parents weren't unaware of the danger of this trip, but to satisfy his wish, they still chose to leave the safe fortress.

Even until the last moment when little Bruce ran out, everything still had room for recovery, as long as he was slightly rational.

Just like when he was on the tower crane, he should have thought clearly: if Andkin was just for news, then he didn't need to risk the world's great taboo to contact a helpless child. If any of his peers knew he did this, his career would be over.

And this would also bring him great danger. Now the Waynes were dead, but the mastermind was still alive. If people knew that someone was still investigating this murder case, the cruel murderer would never hesitate to kill another one.

He should have thought of these, but he didn't. He made the most wrong choice among all choices. He didn't investigate when he should have, and doubted when he shouldn't have. He was always led by the nose, always suffered, and never learned his lesson.

Bruce was defeated by guilt again, and he chose to lie down and curl up again, listening to nothing and thinking of nothing.

Facing the dangerous situation of deep pain, the only hope for ordinary people is to wait for time to heal all wounds. Everything will pass.

No one has the qualification to say this is evasion. They are just one of the thousands of losers who drowned in the tide of reality. But even if they have been miserably defeated and become floating corpses, they will try to sink to the bottom so that others who are still struggling on the water surface will not be tripped by themselves, and even try to curl up just to not let the living be stained with their bad luck. The simple kindness when life is at stake is easier to tell the truth of human nature than the emotional repentance in the cheers and applause.

Alfred brought a blanket to cover him and said: "Rest well, don't go out recently."

After speaking, he turned and left. Gordon took one last look at Bruce, helped him turn off the room light, and closed the door gently when he left.

"It's not that simple, Alfred. You know, these overwhelming reports now are not just to crush him." Gordon opened his mouth, and the huge pressure made him have to light a cigarette and say: "Someone is behind the scenes directing all this. Besides the shareholders of Wei En Group, I guess there is also the Penguin."

"I don't understand why he suddenly changed his direction." He said: "If the Gotham Police Department can't give him an explanation for the recent frequent murders, they will all be dismissed, especially me."

He exhaled a puff of smoke, his brows deeply twisted, and the serious look he hadn't had for ten years climbed back to the corners of his eyes along the gullies on his face.

"You know I'm afraid of this. If I can't be a policeman anymore, even the last glimmer of hope will be gone."

Alfred indeed knew clearly that the purpose of Gordon's persistence on the front line for so many years, besides hoping to prevent more tragedies, was that he had never given up investigating the case of the Waynes' murder back then.

Only the police chief on the front line could access the files of the murder case. Although monitored by many parties, Gordon couldn't do this temporarily, but sooner or later he would find an opportunity. Alfred believed he could.

At this moment, Alfred's phone rang. After answering the phone, his face changed, and he raised his voice and said.

"What did you say? Someone used my name to investigate the files of the Waynes' murder case back then?!!!"

Gordon hung up the phone immediately and said to Alfred: "I'm afraid I have to go back. Please take care of Bruce and say sorry to him for me."

After speaking, this police chief rushed out in a hurry. Alfred took the towel from his arm, folded it, and sighed in his heart.

Suddenly he heard some movement in the back garden. He immediately became vigilant, took a step toward the side, and walked behind the wall by the window.

He stood at the second-floor window and looked down, seeing a black shadow darting from the porch into the back garden.

Did they come so soon?

The killing intent that Alfred hadn't had for many years boiled up again. First, set up a trap to ruin his reputation, sneak in to steal information, force him to collapse, and then seize the weakness exposed to strike a fatal blow. They had eliminated countless heroes like this.

It would never succeed again. Alfred walked toward the downstairs quickly.

He took the gun, strode across the hall of Wei En Manor, circled around the side of the house, then crossed the porch at the fastest speed, stood in front of the porch, raised the gun, and shouted at the back of the French plane tree in the garden.

"Come out! I see you!"

BANG!

With one shot, a big pit was hit in the soil in front of the tree. Alfred held the gun steadily and pressed forward step by step, but the shadow always hid behind the tree.

"I can come out, but I hope you won't be surprised."

Alfred was stunned. Aside from the tone, why did this voice make him feel inexplicably familiar?

"Come out." He emphasized again.

The shadow behind the tree finally moved. Accompanied by a slight sway, Alfred's gun followed the position of the head and moved horizontally. Just as the shadow came out, Alfred's finger tightening on the trigger froze.

A young man, black hair and blue eyes, handsome face, slender figure. Generally speaking, it was Bruce Wei En.

"I said don't be surprised, Alfred. Very happy to see you again. I am Bruce Wei En."

"How is it?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm asking you, how can you be Bruce Wei En?"

Alfred didn't relax at all, still pointing the gun straight at the head of this strange Bruce. He didn't know how long the other party had prepared, actually creating an identical Wei En.

"You misunderstood. I'm not a clone, nor am I transformed by a super criminal. This is exactly the same as the Bruce Alfred is familiar with." Bruce Wei En shrugged and said.

"I come from another universe, and that place happens to be very similar to your universe... You know there are other universes, right?"

Alfred narrowed his eyes. ===== CHAPTER 2157 =====