Chapter 80: Strategy of Driving Tigers to Swallow Wolves (Part I)

The light sound of knives and forks colliding on the tableware, accompanied by the sound of wine bubbles disappearing, Gordon first raised his glass and said: "Congratulations on your move to a new home!"

Bruce, Harvey, Shiler, and Victor all raised their glasses. Several people clinked glasses. Shiler took a sip of wine. After the somewhat spicy wine was swallowed by him, a warmth rose from his chest. The firelight of the fireplace shone on the wine glass, like a burning flame.

"You should buy a house." Harvey said: "I said long ago that no one should live in a teacher's apartment for so long. There isn't even a coffee machine there. I just stayed for two nights, and my waist was aching from the bed board."

"I think it's not bad." Victor said: "The hardware facilities of Cat Getan University are still good. Of course, it can't compare to this kind of manor. I hope you can leave a room for me here."

"Welcome anytime." Shiler raised his glass to him. Bruce was cutting the steak on the plate with a table knife while saying: "You should leave a room for all of us. After all, I left rooms for you in Wayne Manor?"

"That's enough." Shiler said.

"God bless me that I can also buy a big manor in my lifetime. I would be very happy to leave a room for all of you." Gordon ate a piece of sausage and said.

rice ball.

"How have you been recently? You should be saving enough money soon, right?" Harvey asked him.

"Recent income has declined, but it's still not bad." Gordon picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then continued: "The Godfather hasn't made any moves yet, and the rest of the gangs are eager to try. Now it may be the calm before the storm."

"When you save enough money, you must tell me." Shiler tapped the table knife lightly with a fork.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just that I think I can help you refer to the choice of apartment. After all, before I bought a house, I also looked at a lot of information."

"How about Pelican Community? Actually, I prefer Jasmine Tail Lane, but considering that we might want a child in the future, it's a bit small, and there is no nursery."

"Have you considered Ninth Avenue? How about coming to be my neighbor?" Harvey asked him with a smile.

"Oh my god, that's too far, and most of the people living there are bachelors like you, right?"

Shiler, who was picking up his wine glass to drink, made a "chi" sound. Gordon looked at him somewhat puzzled. Shiler smiled and said: "You are too busy recently, you don't even know such a big thing."

"What's wrong?" Gordon looked at Harvey and said: "What did I miss? Is he not a bachelor now?"

Victor asked: "Have you officially confirmed your relationship with Christine? Then you have to avoid suspicion at school. You know, there are almost as many girls interested in you as there are boys interested in her."

"Okay, it was just last week." Harvey shrugged and said.

Bruce looked at him quite surprised and said: "Really? God! You took down the sexiest and most beautiful girl at Cat Getan University so quickly. I originally thought you were also an old pedant."

Shiler tapped the edge of the dinner plate with his fork again, and then said: "I hope you are not implying anything. You can sit at this dining table and eat with me, could it be because you only scored 69 points in the final exam?"

Everyone laughed. The fireplace was burning fiercely. The reflections of many metal tableware on the dining table mapped each other, emitting circles of soft light. After the light overlapped, the whole room seemed to be illuminated.

After dinner, several people sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Harvey was a bit drunk and said: "What is this? Our bachelor night? Gordon is also getting married. Before he gets married, we can still make a scene like this..."

"I'm leaving first." Victor had already put on his coat and hat. Shiler turned to look at him and said: "Take the bag by the door. There are two bottles of wine and a pack of cigars."

"Oh! Thank you. How can you bear to give these good Cuban goods to me?" Victor opened the bag and asked with a smile.

"I remember you mentioned that two days ago should be your and your wife's wedding anniversary..."

"Oh, sorry, we didn't know!" Bruce said: "Professor Fries, I will send the gift to your office tomorrow."

"No, no need to be so polite." Victor smiled and said: "In fact, you can understand me, I am already very happy."

Victor said the truth. After all, no matter what, freezing his wife with a cryogenic chamber was really a bit scary. He didn't expect anyone to understand his crazy move. People who heard about this in the past at best advised him that everyone has birth, old age, sickness, and death, and let him look away.

But these friends he just met in Cat Getan mostly expressed very tolerant views on this, and they didn't avoid mentioning this matter. In fact, Victor didn't like others looking at him with sympathetic eyes, and then avoiding him every time they mentioned marriage and family situations. That would make him feel like he was a jinx.

But his friends were not like this. It was as if his wife was just suffering from a minor illness and was hospitalized. They wouldn't forget her share when they had anything to do, which made Victor feel comforted, as if his wife was really just hospitalized for a common illness and would get better soon.

After Victor left, Gordon also left soon. Bruce leaned on the sofa and said: "Look, these are all busy people. Only us, only us few idle guys, can still get drunk here all night..."

"Actually, only you, Mr. Richest Man. I still have to modify my paper later, and Harvey also has a complaint to write. Only you, this idle big tycoon with an empty head..."

Bruce leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and waved his hand, not even speaking. Obviously, he was a bit drunk. Harvey put on his clothes and said: "I'll send him back. Don't let him really get drunk here."

"He has a mobile phone in his pocket. You find it and call his butler, let him send a helicopter to pick you up, don't drive."

"In Cat Getan, what is drunk driving? I can even drive to 120 miles..." Bruce said vaguely.

"Yeah, yeah, our genius racing driver..."

After Harvey also carried Bruce away, Shiler walked to the other side of the living room, picked up the phone receiver, and started dialing.

Soon, the lights in the manor gradually extinguished, and Cat Getan's night fell into deep darkness again.

The next day, Cat Getan University Principal Sheden stood in the office with his arms crossed and said suspiciously: "You mean, Professor Rodriguez was injured and hospitalized?... Well, then, send a colleague representative to see him."

In the afternoon, Shiler, lying on the hospital bed, took the flowers from Anna's hand and said: "Oh, thank you, I am really grateful..."

He just wanted to continue speaking, when Gordon rushed in. Seeing that there were outsiders here, he hesitated for a moment. After Anna went out, Gordon looked around at the place. This was a high-end ward of Cat Getan City Central Hospital, single room, luxurious decoration. Shiler was lying on the hospital bed, covered with a quilt. From his complexion, no abnormality could be seen.

Gordon walked over, put his hands on his hips and said: "I heard you were attacked last night. Damn it, I should have left later..."

Shiler smiled, seemingly not taking it to heart at all. Gordon said: "You can still laugh. You knew before that the group of people in Metropolis were likely targeting you. You didn't even raise your vigilance and let them succeed. Where were you injured? Organs or bones?"

Then, he said quite annoyedly: "I don't know where that Batman went. If he stayed with you, this wouldn't have happened!"

"You really have confidence in him, but I don't want him to stay here. If his butler comes to the door, it's more terrible than anyone else."

"Seriously..." Gordon looked at Shiler up and down, "Are you really injured? Why can't I see anything?"

He reached out and looked at his watch and said: "And, it was already midnight when we left, and now it's only 7 o'clock in the morning. Your wound healed so quickly? Even if it was just a knife, it would take at least ten or twenty hours, right? Or is the medical technology of Central Hospital so superb now?"

Shiler waved his hand at him, signaling him not to be impatient, then lifted the quilt and sat up, stood up directly from the bed, walked to the window and stretched. Gordon stared wide-eyed, watching his set of flowing actions like nothing happened.

"Damn! You weren't injured at all!" Gordon said loudly: "I received the news and ran over in a hurry!"

"I am very moved." Shiler said: "Your old pickup truck could only take 20 minutes to drive from the police station to the hospital. Did you install a propeller or something on it?"

"I said, I got first place in the driving course at the police school!"

Then Gordon shook his head and said: "Is this the point? The point is why do you want to fake illness? Are you finally fed up with those students at Cat Getan University?"

"Of course not... ah, well, it's a little bit, but that's not the point..."

"Do you know how I got this news? This morning, the police station was howling with ghosts and wolves, because they heard that Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, because there is no attending physician, is going to temporarily close. I have never seen them so sad..."

"Yes, Arkham Psychiatric Hospital is closed, and it's not just the police who are sad."

Gordon frowned. He was not stupid either. After thinking for a while, he said: "The gangs won't give up, they tasted the sweetness in this industry."

"That's right, they are probably more anxious than you now. After all, your money is almost saved, and your goal is just to buy an apartment, but they are different."

"Why do you want to do this? What's the benefit of hanging them?"

"I was injured, the psychiatric hospital didn't open, the duck they were about to eat was about to fly, so why was I injured?"

"Why were you... Do you want to frame that group of people in Metropolis?" Gordon finally understood, "You want to use these gangs to eliminate that group of people. Once they learn that you were attacked by that group of people in Metropolis, and that group of people is the culprit for the psychiatric hospital's closure, then they will definitely try their best to dig this group of people out and then kill them."

Gordon paced in the room, walking and saying: "After operating for so long, many people have spent time and energy to spread the industry into the psychiatric hospital. They won't be willing to give up just like that. This is like the last step of baking a pizza. They won't be willing to stop."

"Once you get sick, they will definitely find various ways to find out what's going on. The police know who did it, so those gang leaders have no reason not to know."

"But how can you be sure that they will go to trouble that group of people from Metropolis? Instead of wanting to replace you with others like before?"

"You were injured, but this doesn't mean that the psychiatric hospital must be closed. They don't know that this industry is your plan. They might just think, since the attending physician is sick, then change one, isn't that it?"

"They indeed don't know, but Falcone knows, and that's enough." ===== CHAPTER 81 =====