The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 816 Red Hood ([-])
"I found the truck and went back and announced to them that it could indeed be used as a shelter to spend the night safely. They cheered and high-fived each other, but I felt a little puzzled that Jason didn't seem so Happy, he kept frowning, feeling a little worried..."

The curly English appeared on the white paper. In the afternoon, the faint sunlight shone along the curtains. When the words brushed over the words, the scenes created by the words became brighter.

The paper was slowly put down, and Schiller behind him pushed his glasses, picked up the coffee cup with the other hand, and took a sip of coffee.

Victor next to him leaned his head over and said, "What are you reading, a paper?"

"No, it's a travelogue, it's written by Bruce, do you want to take a look?" Schiller handed the stack of papers to Victor, and after Victor took it, he glanced at it and read it carefully On the first page, he was a little surprised and said: "This is really written by Bruce? What is written on it, the actions of 'I', don't look a bit like Bruce..."

"As I said, he is much better. If he hadn't learned from the pain recently and thought about it a lot, you would only see a nonsense philosophical speculation instead of such a more readable travelogue."

Victor nodded and turned to the second page, and then said: "His writing is quite good, concise and straightforward, but also beautiful, and the environment and atmosphere are well created..."

Schiller picked up the empty coffee cup, walked to the coffee machine, turned around and said, "Read on, and you will see more surprises."

The mellow coffee liquid dripped into the cup, and the water level slowly rose, just like the streets of Gotham being hit by heavy rain again after the sun went down.

"Quick! Come up quickly! You are the only one missing!" The eldest sister greeted another child with her head turned, and he said, "Why did you come back so late, did you send it to the wrong place?"

The kid climbed onto the truck in three steps at a time and said, "Don't mention it, I'm really unlucky today. The person who originally ordered the goods is gone, and I have to find a way to sell them."

"Come in quickly, we have boiled hot water, you can take a bottle to warm your hands." The eldest sister stuffed him with a plastic water bottle, which was deformed by the hot water, and the child was stupid. He smiled and said, "Thank you, but I'm not cold, so give it to those little guys."

The twenty or so children in the carriage were tightly packed together, twelve on the left and eleven on the right, almost all of them wrapped in quilts, while the other older children, around the truck shed, used spare The torn blankets and quilts that came out blocked the gaps.

After a while, Bruce came up with a wrench and said, "During the light rain just now, I went to check the car. The engine is not broken. The failure to start the ignition may be another problem. If you can fix it today , we can drive to a place with high terrain.”

The eldest sister waved her head and said, "That's not bad. You'd better go to the cab in front and see Jason. Take this bottle of hot water. I'm afraid he'll be cold."

Just as Bruce took the bottle, the eldest sister looked around and said in a low voice, "Later, if Jason tells you something crazy, you must not agree, we can't stand the trouble anymore."

Bruce didn't know what she was referring to, but he nodded, took the bottle of hot water, and walked to the cab of the truck.

After all, the cab has a roof, and the airtightness is better. It is warmer here. Bruce spread a blanket between the two seats and let Jason lie here. After he got in the car, he stuffed the water bottle into Jason. Sen's quilt, and said to him: "The children are all arranged, you can sleep for a while, and you will be fine when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Jason frowned, shook his head and said, "No, things are far from that simple. Can this car be repaired?"

"Okay, but what are you going to use it for? Pulling goods? But that's after tomorrow." Bruce said, sitting next to the driver's seat.

"No, I'm going to use it tonight." Jason looked at Bruce and said, "Go and fix it while the rain is light. It will definitely be useful tonight."

"Why can I use it tonight?" Bruce asked with some doubts: "What do you want to use it for?"

Jason swallowed, and said with some difficulty: "Go to the neighborhood to save people, to save other children's gang members, ahem, tonight's storm is destined to be terrible, the basement will never be able to stay, they will be forced out, and then Get in the rain, but they can't die..."

Bruce paused for a moment with his hand on the steering wheel. He looked at Jason and felt very surprised, because he knew that it was difficult to raise children with extra kindness in a poor environment like a slum.

Just when he was thinking this way, Jason seemed to see through his thoughts. He said, "No, don't be stupid, I'm not kind. Among the gangsters in Gotham, all friendly actions are for profit."

He got up with some difficulty and said, "It's not difficult to survive the rain, but we have to consider what will happen after we survive the rain."

"The drainage system is not restored so quickly. It is very likely that it will evolve into a flood like a snowstorm. When the traffic is inconvenient, many people will count on their children to deliver things to them."

"However, the snowstorm has a slow process. Most of the children have expected that the temperature will drop soon. Most of them have prepared firewood and can hide in the house to start a fire. As long as they don't stay outside for too long at night, they will not Frozen to death."

"However, this storm came too fast, most people were not prepared, they would not repair the house, and other children's gangs were not as lucky as us, and were able to get a truck."

"It rained heavily in the middle of the night, and the basement was leaking so badly that they would not be able to stay. They would be forced out onto the street and then exposed to the rain. Although not everyone would catch a cold, there would definitely be a lot of people who would get sick."

"Once they get sick, they lose the ability to work, and there are more people who need children to deliver things, but fewer people can deliver, and this has very serious consequences."

"People need to buy things. The number of children who can work has dropped sharply. Once they can't meet their needs, they will find other ways instead of relying on these children..." Jason swallowed again and said: "In that case, the new road we found with great difficulty will collapse again."

"It took them a long time to get into the habit, and once the kids couldn't count on them, they would set up a new system to replace us..."

Jason took a deep breath and said, "They will hire these children not because of kindness, but because we are easy to use, and they won't charge high prices like adults, as long as they can survive."

"But if we don't work well, they will be abandoned by them. They have the opportunity to find another way, but we don't."

"So no matter how many conflicts I have had with other child gangs before, this time, I must save them." Jason coughed twice and said, "Otherwise, although we are now passing through in peace, there will be no future."

Bruce was stunned. He looked straight at Jason. He really didn't understand how an 11-year-old child could see the interpersonal supply, demand and industrial forms of the entire city so clearly.

Why can he be so farsighted?

"Bruce, I promised to help you, but I'm sorry, now you have to help me first, fix the car quickly, and then tell them what I mean..." Jason said anxiously: "If it's later It’s too late, we have to rescue all the children on this street, so as to ensure that the industrial chain here will not collapse after the flood.”

Bruce held out his hand.Slowly stroking Jason's forehead, he stopped in place for a moment, and then said: "Jason, you have to think carefully, even if I can fix the car, if you want to drive in this kind of weather and in this kind of terrain, the car It will be very bumpy, and your wound may burst..."

"Also, even if it's a heavy truck, it doesn't have enough space to accommodate the children of Gotham City."

"I know all of this." Jason said immediately: "If we can save a street, we can save a street. If we can save an entire block, we can protect an entire block. As long as a part of the industrial chain is complete, then we will protect it." An opportunity to prove to other regions that we are the best to use."

Bruce's fingers trembled. For the first time, he felt a strange emotion rushing into his heart. He didn't know if it was the sadness that ordinary people said, but he remembered this feeling for a long time, and it was still a long time when he wrote the pen. Can't forget.

The words produced by intense emotions always have a different kind of appeal, and besides recording them in travel notes, they are still indispensable.Express your emotions to the closest people.

"Don't you think this is amazing? Selena, I don't know why he can think so long and make such a miraculous decision so decisively. He is really a genius."

On the roof of Wayne Building, Batman and Catwoman stood together, looking at the setting sun in the sky, Selena smiled and said: "Do you think he is a genius? Then you will know soon, Gotham There's genius everywhere."

"Why do you say that?" Batman asked.

"You were born with inexhaustible resources and countless wealth for you to squander, so of course you don't know how much potential a person can explode when he is cornered." Catwoman shrugged and said: "If you are cornered several times, you should know what you don't know, and you should do what you can't do."

"You think that we are all selfish and bad people, but I have to tell you that in order to survive, Gotham people have a spirit of unity, strength and sacrifice that you can't imagine. We are each other's enemies and each other's benefactors , we regard each other as enemies and relatives."

"You have to know, Batman, in an extremely harsh environment, nothing is more reliable than a collective, and gangsters are actually a manifestation of collective will."

"What? Are you shocked?" Catwoman turned to look at Bruce. She said, "The gangsters do not represent chaos. On the contrary, the gangsters represent order, and it is the order brought about by collective consciousness."

"You think gangsters follow so many rules and are looking for trouble for nothing, and you think we should be in a mess and have no scruples."

"But in fact, the fact is exactly the opposite of what you think. The Gotham gang is the most orderly and disciplined gang in the world. It's not because we are the kindest and most visionary..."

"Just because the conditions here are the worst, and we must be the most united to fight against the deepest darkness."

(End of this chapter)