[Comprehensive Yingmei] What kind of experience is it like to take online classes in Gotham?

I turned the gun in my hand, and Loren White moved his head quietly, avoiding the muzzle where the gun might go off at any time.

"I told you all," she said, "can I go to the Black Mask?"

"I can do it." I said indifferently, "As long as..."

Before I finished speaking, Loren White rushed towards the unconscious black mask.

She didn't know when a sharp dagger appeared in her hand, and it shone coldly under the light.

It could be seen that she really wanted to kill Black Mask for revenge.

Unfortunately, he was caught by Batman halfway through.

The dagger in Loren White's hand was knocked out by Batman, and she struggled in Batman's hand.

"...as long as Batman agrees."

I slowly added the remaining half of the sentence.

I tossed the wounded gun back to Jason and picked up the dagger that Loren White had dropped.

"Where did you touch it? The quality is not bad?" I asked her as I turned the blade of the dagger.

It seemed that she knew that she was caught by Batman and couldn't break free. Loren White was not struggling anymore. She glanced at me and answered my question: "I just took it from the black mask's table."

"It's wrong to use lynching. I can understand that you want to avenge your parents, but you stab someone with a knife. If you stab someone to death, you will take a life on your back. It's not worth it for such a scum criminal." I said Persuading her earnestly, "Study the strength and angle, beat him up or stab him a few times, let him die of pain, but if he goes to the hospital for an examination, it is a minor injury, at most, he will pay for some medical expenses."

Loren White muses.

"Don't bring bad people here." Jason yelled at me, and took the dagger from my hand.

"Oh, I haven't settled with you yet." I glanced at him, "Give me an empty gun and a live ammunition gun, right?"

"Is it an empty gun?" Jason put on a very contrived expression of surprise on his face, and exaggeratedly studied the gun in his hand, "It's really empty, and when it was empty, why can't I remember?"

Jason Todd was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Then you are really a noble person who forgets things too much." I said angrily, and specially used the honorific title.

He ignored my ambiguity, and instead asked Batman: "Just now the black mask said you had left, why did you come back to watch?"

"Your explosions are too loud," Batman said.

Oh, I see, Batman left after the trial of the black mask. He heard our explosion before he left. He was worried that someone in the black mask was fighting, so he came back to watch.

As a result, we saw that the four of us surrounded the black mask, and the owner of the office was threatened by people for interrogation. The documents inside were messed up by us. , interrupted us to ask Black Mask.

It turns out that Batman's night patrol will return... I wrote down the knowledge points that are not in this "Skills for Encountering Bats".

"Louise Wayne." Batman turned his gaze to me. "Your father told you to go back early."

As soon as he finished speaking, I saw Damian make a sudden movement of looking up. I couldn't see his expression through the mask, but he seemed to be staring at Batman.

"Ah?" I questioned, "Why didn't my dad call or send me a message if he wanted to find me?"

Batman didn't answer me, but Jason, he looked at me and asked his soul: "Are you sure your phone has power or do you have it with you?"

I fumbled in my pocket and pulled out my phone.

"Bring it!" I said, and then pressed the lock screen button of the phone.

Nothing happened.

My phone turned off automatically.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, I coughed lightly, and stuffed my mobile phone, which had run out of power, back into my trouser pocket.

I often lost contact because I forgot to charge my phone or forgot to take my phone out. When Jason was with me before, he often worried that I was killed by enemies outside because he couldn’t contact me.

"...Sorry, I forgot to charge it when I went out." I wiped my face.

"Damian, did you bring your mobile phone? If so, please send a message to Dad? I'll go back right away." I said to Damian.

Damian must have glanced at me, then at Batman, and took out his phone to send a message.

Loren White was still being held by Batman. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, very quiet.

I walked over and patted her on the head, and she looked up at me.

In her eyes that seemed to contain complex emotions, I pinched the back of her neck.

Loren White's head dropped instantly, and he lost all strength and passed out.

"She gave it to you," I said to Batman.

Loren White, for whatever reason she tried to get me into Wayne Manor, her excuse was to contact Batman.And now that her goal has been achieved, there is no need to bring her back.

"You've heard what she said. Whether it's true or not, she's said it anyway, and the rest is up to you." I said, "Send those who should be sent to the orphanage to the orphanage, and those who should be handed over to the police."

It doesn't matter if the information is true or not, anyway, the final conclusion is that I'm going to be hunted for revenge, and I don't know where they got the news.

As long as I haven't suspended my job, or I haven't reported to the university, now that I know the news, I will go directly to find out their San Francisco base.

Whatever your plot, steal your home.

I don't believe that you have lost your home and still have the mind to mess with others.

It's a pity that I am now a college student who puts the most emphasis on learning and has to study hard.I have no choice but to let professional people do professional things. I just study hard.

What happened next to Loren White has nothing to do with me. It can be said that now I have nothing to do.

——Oh no, I still have class tomorrow.

Today to be precise.

On the drive back, my mother called.

At one o'clock in the morning, my mobile phone was charging in the car, and my mother vaguely heard the sound of the sports car engine on my side on the phone.

"Are you outside now?" my mother asked me.

"Well... yes." I said, "Take Damian out for a drive and exchange feelings."

Damian who "exchanged feelings with me" sitting in the co-pilot glanced at me, and did not refute my words under my crazy gesture.

"Did you forget that you have class today." My mother asked me on the phone.

"I haven't forgotten." I said.

Actually forgot.I flipped through my timetable with one free hand and was horrified to find that I had a class due in 10 minutes.

How do I remember that this class was not taught at this time! ! !

I pulled over to the side of the road and turned on the double flashing lights on the rear of the car.

The chat history of the course group was turned up, and the teacher sent a notice to adjust the class time two days ago.

Who can blame, this group was blocked by me because it was usually too active, and I didn't see it when the teacher sent the notice.

The speed of life and death.

I used my mobile phone to enter the online classroom sent by the class representative, and then concentrated on driving back.

The class representative will roll the roll 5 minutes before the class starts. I can only say that fortunately my mother made a good phone call. Otherwise, I would be absent or late for the attendance of this class. If the absence exceeds one-third of the total class time, I will be disqualified from the exam.

My mother said that if I failed a class, I would be thrown to dig coal in Africa.

Woohoo, my cruel mother.

When I returned to Wayne Manor, the class had already started for about ten minutes. When I was parking in the garage, the teacher was asking others about the homework assigned in the previous class. I almost listened to the teacher calling names one by one in horror.

Luckily he didn't call my name until I parked the car.

Until I put the car keys back in the garage, the teacher's voice came from the speaker of the phone: "Student Yi Lusi, is Yi Lusi there?"

"Yes, yes." I turned on the microphone.

"Do you have the same view on the trolley problem as the previous students?" the teacher asked. "Tell me about your analysis."

"Good teacher." I cleared my throat, recalling my homework in my mind.

The homework is in the study, and the phone is not backed up.Before returning to the study, I can only make it up based on the impression in my mind.

"As a matter of fact, no matter whether the joystick for switching tracks is operated or not, someone will die. If the operation is not performed, the tram will drive towards five people. As long as this situation is not designed by me, I will not will therefore be held responsible for this…”

As I answered, I strode towards the elevator, leaving Damian behind.

"If you choose to switch tracks, in theory, it constitutes an emergency avoidance, but I think that whether it is the life of one person or the lives of five people, it should not be up to us to judge which is more important. It can only be said to be a trade-off. It is more beneficial for society to choose to save more people..."

After my nonsense and nonsense, I finally rushed back to the study and dug out my homework.

The next step is to speak according to what is written in the homework.

After I thought I was done with the content of this assignment, the teacher unexpectedly asked me another question.

"If you had this trolley problem-like situation in real life, how would you choose?"

"If the same two groups of people were tied to the tram tracks by a lunatic, I might call Superman." After my brain got used to thinking at a high speed, before I could react, my mouth had given out without hesitation. answered.

"After all, everyone said that it is difficult to call Superman." After I reacted, Qianqian patched myself.

——But to be honest, when I saw this trolley problem, I really thought about it.

After all, Superman is known as the "God of the World" by everyone. He is fast and strong. He has carried several airplanes. He can carry trams even if he can't save people.