What bad intentions could Batman have?.

The communication was dialed by the ventriloquist, and he brought bad news to Chen Tao:

Deadshot was making noises about breaking up and returning to Gao Laozhuang - Chen Tao just felt tired.

He once again profoundly realized that reality is not an online game, and there is no such outrageous setting as [recruiting soldiers means you can see their loyalty].

The guys he recruited were each more troubled and weirder than the last.

Gordon stood aside for a while and found that Batman didn't leave him to answer the phone like before, so he consciously walked to the side and shrank.

Chen Tao asked the ventriloquist to give the phone to Deadshot, then calmed down, thought briefly, and cut the voice into Deadshot's own voice:

"OK, OK, even if you don't need money, you still have to save your life and reunite with your daughter. I respect your choice and bless your life, but I still have something to say."

"Are you satisfied like this?"

The dead shooter on the other end of the phone looked a little weird, and the other person used his own voice to persuade him, which was inexplicably scary.

"Listen, Lawton, I've investigated you. Your daughter's adoptive parents are just an ordinary family. They don't have the ability to provide your daughter with a good education."

"Your daughter is still in elementary school. Next she will go to the worst public junior high school in the community, surrounded by gangsters who dye their hair, smoke, have tattoos and fight. Next she will go to the worst high school - if Your daughter didn’t learn bad words. Then what?”

"Being pregnant by some red-necked scumbag one day? And then becoming a single mother, huh? Working as a salesperson in a supermarket, with an out-of-shape figure and sagging skin. Is this the life you planned for your daughter? "

"Shut up, bastard!"

Deadshot's anger was easily aroused. He shouldn't be such an irritable idiot, but no matter who it was, he could never stay calm when it came to his family.

"Ah - yes - that's right - his father is the famous Deadshot, a murderer wanted by more than 10 countries. The only difference between Zoe and other slum girls is his awesome father Dad will shoot through the necks of all the bad guys who come near her, and there are some who have saved up a lot of money from being a mercenary. But what's the use of that?"

"No matter how much money you have, the real upper echelons of those aristocratic schools will not open their doors to Zoe. What's more, if you want to launder your black money, half of them will evaporate directly."

"Your money can be laundered, but what about your identity? Where do you want to take Zoe to live? The Sahara Desert or the Grand Canyon of East Africa?"

"My dear mercenary, you don't want your daughter to not receive a good education, right?"

"That's enough, don't say any more!"

Deadshot's voice had a strange feeling of frustration, as if he was biting his tongue to stop the sound of his heart from coming out of his mouth.

"I can get you a letter of introduction to the top university in Gotham, from Bruce Wayne or Jim Gordon."

"I can use the 2 million US dollars in funds given to you through financial operations, and turn them all into Zoe's legal income."

"I can plan a perfect life for Zoe."

"..."

silence.

Deadshot on the other side of the phone sighed. He did not expect that he would immediately change his mind and surrender within just a few minutes after making a decision.

He didn't ask whether the other party could help him clear his identity. He knew that even if the other party could, he wouldn't do it for him.

What the opponent needs is a combatant who can fight and rush, not a soldier who always thinks about washing his hands in a golden basin.

"Okay, I understand. I will help you..."

"What did you call me?"

"boss."

The matter is resolved.

Provide the facts, put the chips on the table, and close the deal.

To be honest, Chen Tao was too lazy to think about whether the other party was deliberately raising the price because it was meaningless.

When Bain is dealt with, his cooperation with this group of mercenaries will be terminated immediately. The money and goods will be cleared, the promise will be fulfilled, and then they will run towards their own beautiful lives, and they will never interact with each other until death.

At least now, he can completely control the Deadshot, and that's enough.

What's more, now that the National Guard has been dispatched, can Bain still destroy an entire army by himself?

Think optimistically, although maybe Batman doesn't need to take action at all.

Chen Tao closed the communication and looked at Gordon, preparing to discuss with him how to deal with Bain. He still had in his hand - wait, the other party seemed to be answering the phone too.

Jim Gordon turned his head and wiped his forehead, wiping the sweat from the folds on his brown hair mixed with gray.

The expression on his face was extremely serious.

"Give me a moment, Batman."

He said.

He hurriedly left the rooftop from the stairway. A few minutes later, Director Gordon came back again with a document bag and handed one of the documents to Chen Tao:

"You watch first, I don't care. Three days ago, the Star Laboratory was attacked and a big living person was kidnapped. Harold Goldblum, professor of chemistry, chemical research at GothCorp Company The leader of the ministry, an expert in biological and chemical warfare weapons, with top-notch wisdom in the fields of biology, botany, and toxicology..."

He took out a photo and showed it to Chen Tao. It showed a bald man with gray hair. He looked very smart and "top" at first glance.

Chen Tao's heart skipped a beat after seeing it.

"It could have been a serious matter, but at the time, fireflies had just set a fire on Elmer's Pier."

Chen Tao answered him: "And the pervert Firefly climaxed while watching the dock turn into a torch, and then..."

Chen Tao was stuck for a moment, and he suddenly realized that in the original history, Batman came to the scene immediately, beat the shit out of Firefly, and fled in panic.

But at that time, he had just traveled through time and was still using toilet paper from the Batcave to try to activate the [Alfred Protocol], so——

"There was a fierce conflict between Firefly and the boys who came after hearing the news."

(The boys Gordon refers to are his police officers)

"In addition to fireflies, there are also almond brains, ogres, and Two-Face..."

Gordon rattled off a list of people's names as if they were naming a dish, and then said: "Bane released too many people from Arkham Asylum, so Poison Ivy's matter was delayed."

"But just 10 minutes ago, I just received a report. The people from the identification department used technical means to repair the destroyed surveillance camera. We suddenly discovered that Poison Ivy did not rob the Star Laboratory alone-"

Chen Tao took the photo handed over by Gordon. On it, standing next to Poison Ivy Ivy, was a terrifying-looking tree man.

"Then we found out that Professor Goldblum had just developed a biological weapon with a large range for GothCorp. If Poison Ivy and this inhuman monster plan to clone this weapon and then use it in the city... …”

Chen Tao looked at the photo carefully for a while.

"I know him. This guy is the master of plants, Jason Wood," he said with certainty: he had recreated the accident that created Swamp Thing Alec Holland, turning himself into a walking plant. The plant has become a low-level spokesperson for the magical power [Green of All Things]. "

“Everything is green, what the hell is that?”

"An elemental essence, representing plants, the red of all living things, representing flesh and blood animals, and the black of decay, representing corruption and death, are called the three basic forces."

"Okay, wait." Gordon said, "You just said magic, right."

"I don't know why our discussion suddenly jumped from a cop show to Smash Bros."