Chapter 3271

Another ordinary morning in Cat Getan, two extraordinary conversations are happening simultaneously in the reception room of Wei En Manor.

Shiler and Gordon came together, one to find Batman, and one to find the Pale Knight.

When seeing them both come to the door, whether it was Batman or the Pale Knight, they both had a very bad premonition.

But they really had no reason to refuse reception, because too many things had happened in Cat Getan recently, and they couldn't handle them completely by themselves. They had to find helpers.

Besides, you can't hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime. What should come will always come. Even if they wanted to come over and say "please accept my condolences," the Pale Knight and Batman could only cooperate with sadness.

It seemed that they wanted to seek psychological comfort. Batman arranged the conversation venue for the two teams in the next room, as if this could give the other side spiritual support, but he still thought too simply.

As soon as the reception room door was closed, the Pale Knight saw Gordon standing seriously in front of the sofa, hands on his hips, and pulling his trench coat to the back, looking at him and saying: "Jack, tell me, where did you put Cobblepot? Batgirl didn't find his location."

The Pale Knight frowned deeply, stared closely at Gordon's eyes and said: "What are you looking for him for?"

This is a very bad signal, the Pale Knight thought. Gordon is not a very arbitrary person. He usually doesn't take action without notifying others, and once he does, it proves that he has made a certain determination, and no one can shake him.

"I need him, Cat Getan needs him." Gordon appeared light and airy at this time, which meant he wasn't trying to convince someone, but just describing a fact that was about to happen.

The Pale Knight's ominous premonition in his heart became more and more intense.

"You can't do this, James. Penguin is really too dangerous. Once he is released, it will only bring greater disaster to this city."

Gordon didn't sit down, but walked to the front of the Pale Knight, stared into his eyes and said: "That's not for you to decide, Mr. Napier. Even if he is guilty, he must be judged by the court. You have no right to illegally detain him."

A kind of pain that was not easy to detect flowed in the Pale Knight's eyes. He looked at Gordon and said: "I thought you could understand me. You know how many means that guy has to escape punishment."

"Who do you think this is a problem for? His? Or is it just his?"

Gordon's demeanor and tone reminded the Pale Knight of the little girl named Fiona. At the memorial service, she also stared at him like this and asked: "Why doesn't the law sanction those who polluted the land and killed many people, but instead wants to sanction her father who petitioned for the people?"

The Pale Knight couldn't answer. If the law is wrong, then who are they upholding justice for?

"You didn't send him to court, but used your own power to imprison him, which just shows that you don't trust the law." Gordon pointed out directly, "You don't think the existing law is fair, so you don't want him to accept the trial."

"I admit that on the issue of Penguin, I indeed thought so. The law has no way to sanction him, and I am not trying to sanction him. I know I don't have such power, I just don't want him to harm more people."

"Haven't you thought about changing it?" Gordon finally turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down, then said, "The law always serves the people who have the power to formulate them. Changing the law is very difficult, at least for us."

"But someone put forward a point of view to me, why don't we become the people who formulate the law first, and then go to change it?"

"If someone becomes the person who formulates the law, how can you guarantee that he will always stand on the side of ordinary people?" The Pale Knight also walked over and sat down. He looked at Gordon with very sincere eyes and said, "If this person is so kind, then he can't enter the upper class; if he successfully mixes in, it shows that he is the same kind of person as that group of elite people. This kind of person won't consider the bottom people."

"Then make him have to do so." Gordon said, "Perhaps in a very long time in the future, all he can show is an attitude, but even if there is only one attitude, it is better than Cat Getan's current situation, isn't it?"

"Who do you think can do this thing, Penguin?"

"You have to admit that his evil wisdom will make him smooth in the political arena. This is the best revenge we can make against that group of people."

The Pale Knight slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head. He said: "Revengeism cannot save anyone."

"That's better than having no ism. Can you come up with any better way?" Every word of Gordon was hitting the Pale Knight's heart.

He couldn't, he certainly couldn't. Talking about saving Cat Getan, he would say he wanted to save Cat Getan; talking about improving the lives of bottom people, then he would go to improve the lives of bottom people.

But, no, these were all surface work. The Pale Knight himself also knew this point. Whether it was establishing an anti-terrorism team or establishing a charity fund, and improving people's livelihood as much as possible, it was like scratching an itch from outside the boot. A little turmoil, and all things couldn't be pushed forward.

In the storm of Cat Getan, the rain shed supported by a few wooden sticks was swaying. But they didn't even know where to find bricks, let alone reinforced concrete.

The Pale Knight didn't know where the problem appeared. He didn't even know if this was a problem. Is such a situation normal? Or is it that they didn't do enough and didn't do well enough?

The Pale Knight began to feel that his heart was also swaying.

Gordon's next sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, finally causing the Pale Knight's psychological defense line to collapse.

"If we continue to drag on like this, letting the Napier Act die chronically, then all this will become a meaningless turmoil again. Besides giving Cat Getan ordinary people disappointment again, it also helped the elite class consolidate their status again."

"No matter what your original intention is, the result you caused makes you a running dog and accomplice like Penguin, and even the damage he caused is not as big as yours. Can you accept such a result?"

"Of course not!" The Pale Knight gritted his teeth and said.

"Then why not fight for it?" Gordon finally increased his tone, and he said, "I know, the fact that you misunderstood Batman and wronged a hero brought you consequences far heavier than imagined, making you swear not to be so reckless again. But this is not the reason for you to be timid, stop moving forward, and punish people now with past mistakes."

"Your mental state has improved, this is a good thing, so why not draw a period for previous things?"

The Pale Knight pushed away his eyes, stared blankly at the floor next to him, and then said: "Batman..."

"You think the victim should end all this? If you think so, you don't understand Batman too well. He is best at drawing periods for everything, his life is full of periods."

Gordon stood up again and looked at the Pale Knight from top to bottom. This thin man's prominent brow bone was as sharp as a knife. Even if the source of madness had disappeared, the shadow of the past still carved sloppy traces on him.

"Sorry, I didn't come to discuss with you. Now I have regained control of the GTO, finding Penguin is just a matter of time."

"And if you don't contribute in this process, then when Cobblepot sues you for illegal detention, I will only tell all the truth I know in court. May God always stand on your side, Mr. Napier."

Gordon turned and walked towards the reception room door, his footsteps didn't mean to stop at all. The hard-soled police boots stepped on the high-quality wooden floor of Wei En Manor, and the echo was as heavy as the evening bell of Cat Getan Cathedral.

"Wait." The Pale Knight heard dry syllables coming from his throat, like a voice from another world.

Gordon, holding the doorknob, looked back at him, and the Pale Knight standing in front of the sofa became thinner, like a balloon that had been blown too big, so it was extra shriveled now.

"You can't find him in Cat Getan." The Pale Knight said, "I sent him out of the city. Now he is in the forest ranger's cabin in the valley east of Blüdhaven. You have to find a retired forest ranger named Old Man Bick on the farm in the southeast, he will take you there."

Gordon sighed and said: "I won't ask how you sent him so far under my nose."

"You can't let him come back," The Pale Knight said, "This is my last bottom line. As long as he doesn't enter the city, you can let him go anywhere."

Gordon laughed softly and said: "You think he will choose to throw himself into the net after being caught by you once? He will run faster than anyone."

After speaking, Gordon turned the doorknob and opened the door, wanting to go out, and the Pale Knight called him again and said: "Regarding the illegal detention, I am very sorry, I..."

"He won't have time to sue you." Gordon turned around and said, "Compared to what I am going to let him do next, retaliating against you seems so insignificant and meaningless. So you don't have to worry about falling into jail. If you unfortunately go in, I will send the municipal government document into the jail. After all, besides you, maybe no one is willing to be this mayor."

With a bang, the door was closed. But the Pale Knight breathed a long sigh of relief. He slumped on the sofa, his forehead and back were full of cold sweat, and he was like drifting in the Pacific Ocean for several months.

Everything started to get out of control, the Pale Knight thought. Some things are becoming like a derailed train, completely not driving on the established track, but driving very fast, too fast.

Where did it start? The Pale Knight found that it seemed that since the arrival of those two mysterious visitors from another world, this broken iron train of Cat Getan seemed to have installed a high-tech engine from another world.

The good news is that the engine's power is very sufficient; the bad news is that the brakes are broken, and all the train conductors on the train can't pull the handbrake, they can only watch the train run wildly all the way, driving to the unknown distance.

The Pale Knight sat on the sofa for a long time, and finally took out his phone and called Bruce. He now finally understood what Bruce meant by "guarding against anyone is not as good as guarding against Shiler personally taking action."

He must study this terrible engine carefully.