American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

New York's nights are always brightly lit. In the most prosperous Manhattan neighborhoods, the lights are always on, the traffic is full of traffic, and the neon flashes are dazzling. A long black luxury car passes through the curtain of countless colors and stops at in front of a luxurious mansion.

The waiter opened the car door, and Schiller got out of the car. He followed the guide into the elevator. The elevator slowly rose until the door opened again, and the brilliant lights in the corridor poured in. As he walked out of the elevator, Schiller narrowed his eyes.

Turning a corner in the corridor, Schiller walked into a room. He saw a very burly figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the night view of Manhattan.

"Mr. Dean, you're here." The man turned around, he was fat, like a sumo wrestler, his face was full of flesh, and his voice was loud and powerful when he spoke.

"Hello, Mr. Kim Bing."

Jin Bian stood there, his hands behind his back, looked at Schiller, and said, "The famous director of the Arkham Sanatorium, your surname is not Arkham, right?"

"That's right, Mr. Jin Bing, it seems that you know me well." Schiller walked over to Jin Bing, looked at him and said, "Then why did you invite me over tonight?"

Jin Bing turned around and took a few steps to the side. He lowered his head and said, "If you are really just the director of a nursing home, I don't need to invite you here."

Before waiting for Schiller to speak, Jin Biao continued: "There have been many strange things happening recently, and among these strange things, it seems that there is an invisible rope that connects them."

"People always focus on Stark, or S.H.I.E.L.D., or even Spider-Man and Daredevil, but I'm different, I'm interested in this invisible rope, what do you think? Dean Arkham ?"

"Let's be straight." Schiller said simply: "Since you have invited me here, it means that you should have found this rope. There are not many people who can do this. This is what you should do. tickets."

Jin Biao turned around suddenly, stared at Schiller with piercing eyes, and said, "Give me a ticket? To the King of the Underground on the East Coast? What confidence do you have to have such a big tone?"

"If you don't want it, there's no need to invite me here. I don't believe that the king of the underground on the east coast knows only my real name after investigating it."

"Okay, it looks like I'm not looking for the wrong person." Jin Ting turned around and said, "You made the immortality factor?"

"Of course not, it's in the blood of vampires."

"Don't tell me that nonsense, we all know it's just the result of hype."

"Really? Why do you think vampires can live forever?"

Jin Bing stared straight at Schiller, as if he wanted to see something on his face, but Schiller remained expressionless. In the end, Jin Bing asked, "Have you really mastered the technology related to longevity?"

Schiller smiled and said, "Do you still think I'm talking nonsense now?"

"...I admit, this is too tempting. No one would want to live forever. When you asked me back, for a moment, I really believed it."

"I'm not joking, and I'm not trying to test you," Schiller told Kim Bing. "I can provide a batch of about 1,500 potions, and I make sure they have an extremely obvious effect."

Kim sat behind the solid wood table in the room, and Schiller sat in front of him, and Schiller said, "I'm not here to be a salesperson, and we're not a seller-buyer relationship, we can do it together. Seller."

"What's the meaning?"

"Hand union, keel."

Jin frowned and said, "You know more than I thought."

"After all, I didn't just know the name Jin Bing, so I dared to come to the appointment."

"As far as I know, the biggest effect of the keel is to prolong life. The Hand Association will look for this kind of thing, and it is also for the senior management of their organization to prolong life."

"To this end, they even sent hundreds of killers to search for this material all over the world at any cost."

"Prolonging life... Although I don't know what effect the keel can achieve, at least in the initial stage, it will definitely not be better than the potion in my hand."

Jin Bian narrowed his eyes, and he smelled a trace of strangeness in Schiller's words. As the actual underground king of the entire East Coast, he was all too familiar with this tone.

He straightened up, put his arms on the table, and said, "What's in it for me to work with you guys?"

"Give up your hopeless drug-to-campus program, it doesn't change anything, it's the worst way to expand the market."

"Looks like you have a good relationship with those two annoying flies too."

"As long as you can successfully sell these 1,500 potions to the Hand, of course, we will take half of the profits, then, soon, some precious bat raw materials will be circulated in the underground market under your control."

"Sure enough, the only two bat raw materials that the media advertised is a gimmick you use to hype."

After starting the business, Kim didn't fight for anything, saying, "Other than that, you have to provide me with a complete bat personally, the same bat that you used to extract the potion."

"With all due respect, even if I provide it to you, you will not have any technical ability to crack the secrets on it."

"You don't have to worry about that."

"At most I have the right to give you some research samples from Stark's lab, including blood and organs, as well as epidermal tissue."

"The full bat is with the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., you know, he's a greedy vampire, and you can't impress him if you don't come up with enough conditions."

"I only need a complete bat, which is already the lowest bottom line, otherwise there is no talk." Jin said.

"Then it looks like we can only talk about this condition later, or you can give Nick a call."

Seeing Schiller's stubborn attitude, Jin and guessed that maybe Nick didn't have much bat raw materials in his hands. Moreover, although Schiller connected the cooperation between S.H.I.E.L.D. Stark and Osborn Group, But there must be a process of exchanging chips between the two of them. Now it seems that the chips of raw materials have all fallen into Nick's hands, and Schiller, the middleman, should have no right to call the shots.

"Okay, I don't have to have whole bats, but the research samples you provide me must be brand new and not less than two-thirds of bats."

"make a deal."

Next, Kim asked Schiller, "What did you do with the 1,500 potions you planned to sell to the Hand?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "I wouldn't be so stupid. Poisoning it or doing some other little tricks, I know, you are worried that the violent retaliation of the hand will make you lose a lot."

"But in the 1,500 potions I provided you, you can take random tests at will. I guarantee that there are no harmful substances in them.:"

"I can't understand what you are trying to do. Is this the plan laid out by the Director of SHIELD? He finally plans to use the combination of the sword?"

"Why can't you take your eyes off the issues of fighting and killing?" Schiller said helplessly: "Can't I really want to do business with Shouhe Association?"

Jin Bing snorted coldly and said, "Nick Fury should be annoying these fleas. If it weren't for their ninjas being too hard to kill, the SHIELD agents would have come to the door long ago."

"That was before, and garbage was just a misplaced resource."

In the end, Schiller said to Jin and said, "If you want to continue to develop your underground empire, I have some good suggestions, but that is an extra fee, and it will be after our cooperation. If you are interested, you can Come find me at Arkham Sanatorium."

After leaving, Schiller was picked up by the S.H.I.E.L.D. car. He came to Nick Fury's office. The two didn't say anything, but walked towards the underground of S.H.I.E.L.D.

After being transported through several closed elevators, the two came to a huge underground factory.

On the conveyor belt there, there are freezers one by one, and the freezers are full of frozen big bats.

There are thousands of square meters of snow storage area in the entire underground factory, where countless frozen bats are piled up.

Schiller took a report from an agent, looked at it, and said, "Jin Bing's vision is longer than I thought, and he agreed to this cooperation very happily."

"What conditions did he offer?"

"He needs two-thirds of the bat samples."

Nick looked at the bat freezer that was piled high as a mountain in the snow storage area of ​​the underground factory, and almost laughed out loud.

He could imagine that Jin Bing and Schiller must have gone through several rounds of confrontation and various bargaining before finally getting this result.

Perhaps the king of the underground was still very proud, and he only got two-thirds of the raw materials for bats that attracted countless dignitaries.

Nick has a little sympathy for Kim Bing.

Schiller was not surprised. He just looked at the report and said: "Not all the real goods circulating on the black market are real goods. We have to mix some fake goods into them, and then formulate a set of criteria for identifying genuine goods."

"Fake? You mean..."

"That's right, we divide the bats to be circulated into two types. Although they are essentially the same, one of them has the anti-counterfeiting mark and the other does not."

"In those with anti-counterfeiting signs, make some so-called exclusive signs, or signs of the source of goods, and then mix them together and circulate them on the black market."

"You are so cruel." Nick couldn't help sighing, "So the invalid immortality factors they bought are all fakes?"

"Yes, whoever told you not to come to our sanatorium for treatment, you deserve to buy fakes."

"There are no beds in the sanatorium, but what can I do? The sanatorium is short of funds, and we are in desperate need of donations. If you don't donate, I won't donate, then you can only go to the market to buy those immortal factors that are hard to distinguish between true and false."

"I think it's more than that simple for you to choose Jin and control the black market? I always feel that you want to trick him."

Nick crossed his arms, looked at the freezer on the conveyor belt, and said, "I don't believe you would be so kind, knowing that the other party is a crocodile who can't fill his appetite, and you want to pull him in to share the cake."

"We lack some means now, UU reading www.uukanshu.com to protect this newly born industry, not only legal means on the surface, but also some secret means, I just tie this crocodile to this plate of cake By the side, let him persuade everyone else who wants to come and grab the cake."

Schiller paused, then continued: "I don't have a crush on Kim, not because he's the king of the criminal empire."

"Whether he's a mob boss or a criminal king, it doesn't matter to me."

"The reason why I don't think he is a good partner is that he is too superstitious about force and thinks that all problems can be solved by assassination. I am not the same as him."

"Indeed." Nick looked at Schiller and said, "You didn't assassinate anyone, but it seemed to solve all the problems."

"But like I said." Schiller put down the report, looked at the underground factory, and said, "Trash is a misplaced resource, and so is Kim."

"At least at this stage, he is useful."

"This is enough."