Chapter 3262: Blood-Spattered New City (22)

The Pale Knight's mood was very heavy after leaving the memorial service. His thoughts were a bit chaotic, and he didn't know what he should think about now.

He knew he couldn't go on like this, so he urgently wanted to find some work to do. First of all, it was what he promised Fiona: he wanted to investigate the truth of Willy's death and must not let him be slandered after his sacrifice.

The Pale Knight came to the Cat Getan Police Station. He needed to understand the situation from Gordon, because the most people present at the time were police officers.

Gordon was also paying attention to this case.

"You're finally here. I have a headache from this little girl. She said she's your special assistant. You'd better tell me she's lying."

Fiona rushed out from the door directly. She said to the Pale Knight: "Mr. Mayor, I found a clue! My dad walked away to answer a phone call during the protest, but they won't let me investigate who the owner of the number is. You hurry up and help me!"

The Pale Knight frowned slightly and looked at Gordon. Gordon first looked at the red-haired little girl beside him, then pulled the Pale Knight to the end of the corridor and said: "Do you really want her to know?"

"Know what?"

"That phone call was made by your staff Schiller." Gordon said: "Do you want her to suspect you?"

The Pale Knight was stunned, grabbed Gordon back and asked: "When was this phone call made? I want the specific time."

Gordon gave him a specific time to the minute. The Pale Knight took his phone and flipped through the information on it.

Then he found that this phone call and the time of the photos of the protesters taken in Batman's study sent by Schiller were about the same, probably just one after the other.

The Pale Knight seemed to understand something. He took a deep breath and said: "I don't want to hide it from her. She has the right to know the truth, but it's best to know the whole truth. Can you find out the specific content of the call?"

Gordon showed a troubled expression. He said: "Our technical department has all gone to participate in the investigation of the chemical plant explosion tragedy, and we really can't spare more manpower."

The Pale Knight hesitated for a moment, patted Gordon on the shoulder, and said: "Do your job, Commissioner. Leave the rest to me."

After speaking, he turned and walked to Fiona, looked into her eyes and said: "That phone call was made by my staff, but I think you should understand that if he said anything bad on the phone, I wouldn't tell you this fact."

Fiona didn't get angry. She just looked straight into the Pale Knight's eyes and said: "I believe you, Mr. Mayor, but I want to know what they said on the phone."

"Is this important?"

"Actually, I don't know." Fiona shook her head and said: "I just feel I should know."

"Fine, then let's investigate." The Pale Knight gave her a smile and said: "We'll go find someone who can investigate this."

The Pale Knight went out to say hello to Gordon, then came downstairs, and sure enough, ran into Nightwing who was rushing in.

"My God, you're finally here. The city is in a mess now. I really don't know how that chemical plant could explode like that..."

"Don't worry, Nightwing, I have something to ask of you." The Pale Knight pulled Fiona over, gave Nightwing a simple introduction to the situation, and then said: "I hope Batman can provide us with technical support. I want to figure out what Schiller said on that phone call."

Nightwing looked at the young Fiona and didn't say anything to refuse. Although he didn't want to contact Batman, he nodded and agreed.

It was raining in Cat Getan again. It was clearly nine or ten in the morning, but it was gloomy as if it were evening. The sound of splashing rain could be heard everywhere, as if mourning for someone.

Batman was sitting at the table in his study listening to the recording of the phone call. His fingers tapped on the table until they became thinner and paler. The hand with the silver ring stopped flipping through the documents.

Information on a protester appeared in Schiller's eyes: Willy Totsbik, 43 years old this year, a porter at a waste recycling station, had a history of marriage, and a 15-year-old daughter.

His occupation was unremarkable, but his life was exceptionally wonderful. At the age of 16, he was charged with intentional injury and served more than two years in prison for helping a girl who was being threatened at the entrance of a bar.

After being released from prison, he became an employee of a gas station. After the gas station unfortunately exploded and caught fire, he stepped forward and rushed into the flames to save four people, one of whom was a local firefighter. After recovering, he introduced him to the fire department.

Within the next five years, he saved many people in various vicious explosion cases. But in a rescue mission, in order to extinguish the flames in a baby room of a house, he violated regulations and used the water of a local private enterprise, which led to a debt of over 140,000 US dollars and had to leave the fire department.

Since then, he has been moving between various short-term jobs. Because when he divorced his ex-wife, her economic situation was obviously better than his, so he would have received alimony, but he never asked for it, and occasionally gave his daughter living expenses.

Originally, if it were like this, he could also live stably, but because he frequently participated in protest activities, he couldn't even find short-term jobs and could only work as a porter in a garbage dump with harsh conditions like a stowaway.

He was also the leader of the protesters in this Natural Woodlands pollution incident. Many people who participated in the protest activities knew about his life, or were simply people who had been saved by him. They all believed in him, and he was destined to become a thorn in the side of the Charabanc Chemical Plant.

After taking this photo, Schiller picked up the phone and dialed the number provided in this information.

"Hello, Mr. Willy."

"... Who are you?" Willy's voice was a bit hoarse and revealed tension and vigilance.

"You don't need to know who I am. I just want to remind you that the agent hired by the Charabanc Chemical Plant has been forced into a dead end. He is desperate to do something to prove that he is not incompetent in front of his master, and you are very likely to become his target."

"So what?" The tone on the other side revealed deep anger. He said: "Will he kill me?"

"I'm afraid so, sir."

"Then let him come!"

Schiller paused and continued: "Even if you don't consider yourself, you should think about your family. I know you have a daughter..."

"She will be proud of me."

*Beep—beep—beep—*

Listening to the busy signal from the other end of the phone, Schiller put down his phone slowly. Perhaps this is better.

Schiller's original plan was not like this. He hoped that the target Lu Si aimed at would be the Pale Knight.

It was precisely because he knew that the current dean of Arkham Asylum, Toke, was Lu Si's person that he moved the Pale Knight from Wei En Manor to Arkham Asylum, the purpose of which was to give Toke a chance to monitor the Pale Knight's mental state.

At the same time, he found Lu Si and explained to her how much power would erupt after the Pale Knight and Batman joined forces, making her feel anxious. In this way, Lu Si would definitely find a way to destroy the Pale Knight's mental state, and the best way at the time was to replace his medicine.

But Schiller interfered, making the sample Lu Si got not the Pale Knight's medicine at all, so naturally nothing could be analyzed. And at the same time, he learned from Dean Toke that the Pale Knight's mental state had improved miraculously, and the symptoms of schizophrenia had gradually disappeared.

This would make Lu Si feel that the Pale Knight had adjusted the drug formula and completely resolved the Joker's hidden danger. And considering that the Pale Knight was originally just an ordinary small-town boy and had no drug and chemical education background, it was only possible that someone helped him.

The auction held by the Pale Knight at Wei En Manor before was very suspicious, which was evidence of a deep connection between the two of them. From this, it was easy to infer that it was possible that Batman helped the Pale Knight optimize the drug formula, and the two of them had reached a unified front.

Lu Si was indeed panicked. With Batman in front, the Pale Knight behind, Catwoman on the flank, and protests breaking out at the Charabanc Chemical Plant, all hidden dangers erupted in an instant.

She had to pick one thing to solve, otherwise the person behind her would definitely think she was incompetent and abandon her.

Lu Si was just an agent. Without the master behind her, she was nothing. Once the person behind her was no longer willing to solve her troubles, she would definitely face imprisonment.

Lu Si didn't want to go to jail. She didn't want to lose her position as the manager of the Natural Disaster Fund. She must do something, must do it now, immediately, and must produce results.

Persimmons should be picked soft. Lu Si naturally understood this truth. Without preparation, it was impossible to deal with Batman, dealing with the Pale Knight was also enough, and Catwoman didn't know where she had slipped to. This thief had always been difficult to catch.

Then the only thing she could deal with was the protesters.

In Schiller's original plan, after he sent the protesters' information to the Pale Knight, the Pale Knight would immediately realize that now was the best time to recruit them.

If he could go to the protest site, express his support and encouragement for them, and show a responsible attitude toward the pollution problem, he would definitely be able to win their favor. For this, the Pale Knight would not fear danger.

Maybe he would offend a bunch of people, maybe he would be subjected to police violence, maybe he would be slandered by the media, but the Pale Knight would definitely go.

And once he arrived at the scene, Lu Si would definitely get the news.

At this time, it was necessary to bet whether the malice in her personality could overcome her rationality, making her make the most stupid choice.

Ever since the Pale Knight appeared, everything had gone off track. The originally good Natural Disaster Fund was questioned, and even she, the professional manager with great power, faced a lot of pressure.

If it weren't for the Pale Knight, the pollution of the Natural Woodlands might not have been exposed for decades or centuries, and it wouldn't have implicated the Charabanc Chemical Plant.

And now he actually wanted to cooperate with Batman. What did they want to do? Turn the whole city upside down? Why couldn't they be quieter, like those bottom people who died silently?

Schiller bet that Lu Si would shoot at the Pale Knight.

Precisely because he is Greed, he understands that the greatest greed in human nature is called "once and for all". Whether participating in gambling or making various adventurous decisions, they all boil down to this word.

And once the Pale Knight survives this assassination, no one will be able to shake his position anymore. ===== CHAPTER 3263 =====