Chapter 69 Harvey Dent
Chapter 69 Harvey Dent
When Jaeger said this, he didn't have much hope; he just wanted to give it a try.
To his surprise, Burks actually raised his head, tentatively licked the bank card, and then his eyes lit up.
With two quick flicks of its tail, it wrote a line on the writing board: Edible, delicious!
Jaeger: "..."
Is it really that smart? It even has a card-swiping system.
So much so that Jaeger's thoughts suddenly diverged: if they went back to their hometown, wouldn't Burkes be able to evolve the ability to eat WeChat payment codes?
But despite what he said, Jaeger still gave Burks the bank card he'd taken from Langdon, asking, "So, do you just lick it once and the money automatically goes into the account, or do you have to swallow the whole thing?"
Birx wrote: Either way is fine. The former is a one-time expense, while the latter is like saving up funds for treatment that can be used at any time.
"Here, take this one." Jaeger sighed, "So I don't have to borrow cash from all over the place when I need it."
Burks clearly prefers the latter.
So it swallowed the bank card whole, and at the same time stretched out its tail and wrapped it around Jason's arm.
"Hiss." Burks stuck out his tongue.
A few seconds later, Jason, who had been sleeping as peacefully as if he had been dead for three days, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly: "No...no...Scarecrow!"
The very next second after he uttered those words, he saw Yeger looking at him with inexplicably loving eyes, and the cow snake that had almost strangled him earlier, wrapped around his hand.
Jason: "..."
Jason: "What happened?"
He pretended not to care about the snake in his hand, but his tense body betrayed his inner thoughts.
So Jaeger reached out and pulled Burks back, saying, "Don't worry, Scarecrow has been subdued by Batman, you're safe."
"Batman..." Jason murmured, following Jaeger's gaze to the other side—
Then I saw a scarecrow that looked inexplicably small, pitiful, and helpless against Batman's size, kicking its legs while crying, "Where's the GCPD? I want to turn myself in... This is torture... Ouch, it hurts..."
Batman, who was standing to the side looking up information on his arm panel, kicked Scarecrow when he heard this: "Quiet down."
scarecrow:"……"
The scarecrow could only shut its mouth in frustration, hoping for the first time that the GCPD would arrive quickly.
Jason: "..." So aloof, so ruthless, no wonder he's the legendary bat demon who can eat three children raw without salt.
But he couldn't help but look at the other person's uniform, which was almost blending into the night. After the brief fear passed, a longing rose from the depths of his heart.
If only I could...
But Jason quickly dismissed the thought as soon as it crossed his mind.
He lowered his head: No, these things are too far removed from my own life...
He can't even walk out of Crime Alley now, let alone soar through the skies of Gotham like Batman.
Moreover, countless people have said that he was destined to become a criminal—because the fate of children who grow up in the crime alley is already predetermined, and they can only struggle towards their destined end.
But... Jason thought to himself, I don't want this to happen.
I don't want to become the person everyone says they will become.
At that very moment, a voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Jason's chaotic thoughts: "Here, take this."
That was Jaeger's voice.
Jason was stunned. Before he could react, he felt a cold, metallic sensation in his hand.
He instinctively looked at his hand, then his eyes widened: "This is...!"
What Yeg handed him was a batarang that gleamed with a cold light!
"I just saw the look in your eyes," Jaeger whispered, explaining furtively, "So when Batman wasn't looking, I grabbed this thing he'd thrown on the ground and hadn't had time to retrieve... You idolize Batman?"
"I..." Jason was momentarily speechless, even a little embarrassed.
But he instinctively tightened his grip on the batarang.
"If you like it, then hide it. Don't let the bats find out." Jaeger revealed his true colors as someone who enjoys leading kids astray, and casually asked, "By the way, why are you out so late?"
Jaeger's question only made things worse; Jason immediately stood up: "Oh, right, I came out to buy medicine for my mom... She still has a fever and is waiting for me to come back!"
Jason, in a panic, tried to run away, but Jaeger, seeing this, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up: "Wait a minute, don't rush, your house is right in front of you?"
Jason struggled: "Yes, but let me go, I'm in a hurry..."
Before Jason could finish his sentence, he felt his vision instantly distort.
The next second, when he came to his senses, he found that his position had instantly moved dozens of meters!
“…!” Jason looked at Jaeger in disbelief.
Jaeger responded with a smile: "How about it, isn't it faster to travel this way?"
"Where do you live? I'll take you there directly."
It must be said that although the other party always had a strangely eccentric feeling, the words they spoke had a strange power to calm people down.
Jason finally calmed down and whispered, "It's right ahead, on the third floor of the building I'm pointing to."
"Understood." Jaeger looked in the direction Jason pointed and used [Door] again.
Behind them, Batman, who had witnessed Jaeger and Jason leaving, had a thoughtful look in his eyes behind his white goggles.
The next second, he suddenly squatted down and reached out his hand to the terrified scarecrow.
"you……"
Before the scarecrow could even speak, Batman knocked him unconscious with a karate chop.
After knocking him unconscious, Batman took out a specially made rope from his belt and tied the person in front of him up tightly.
After finishing all this, Batman retreated silently, disappearing into the shadows of the streets, accompanied by the faint sound of police sirens in the distance.
After he left, the place fell silent.
Because of the commotion that had occurred earlier, no other residents of Crime Alley dared to approach the vicinity.
...a few minutes later.
The police cars that finally arrived stopped outside the street, and police officers began to come and go.
Among the group of people wearing police uniforms, only two people's attire stood out from the crowd.
One of them was James Gordon, the director, who was wearing a trench coat and had a serious expression.
Beside him stood a much younger man, dressed in a sharp suit, with a handsome face and deep-set eyes.
"What a pity." The young man looked at the police officers coming and going, rubbing a coin with obvious scratches in his hand, and said regretfully, "I still want to meet the legendary Batman."
"Prosecutor Dent," Gordon said calmly, "Batman is just a legend."
"Hmm..." Harvey Dent, the new district attorney, smiled with interest. "That's hard to say, Chief Gordon—I've heard rumors that you're secretly working with Batman."
"Nonsense." Gordon smoothed the rim of his glasses and glanced at Harvey. "I thought that as a prosecutor, you would at least present evidence, rather than believe the empty words of some people."
"Of course," Harvey said with a smile, not at all angry. "I always speak with evidence, but this rumor is certainly interesting."
As soon as he finished speaking, Harvey suddenly flicked the coin in his hand.
With a "clink," the coin flipped and rose into the air, gleaming with a cold, silvery luster.
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