Even the 'bright' Gotham City would eventually have its night.
Whenever night fell, the hazy sky and the howling northern wind … would remind people of a time in the past.
In the not-too-distant past, this place was still a city of sin filled with corruption.
At the time, the government officials and the mafia were like brothers, and the police were the criminals' protection. The whole of Gotham was like a forest made of cement. Once night fell, the streets would be filled with low growls of sadness … It felt like there would be no end to it.
But that was all in the past … at least, that was what it looked like on the surface.
…
Night, 7: 30 pm, Gotham's' eastern district '.
Three years ago, the eastern district was a very bad place, or rather … it was the worst place in the whole of Gotham.
If you think the ruffians at the gate of Robinson Park are bad, that's because you haven't seen the junkies begging and robbing in front of the Fingal Memorial. If you think the junkies are bad, that's because you haven't seen the tramps lying like beached dead fish in front of the Sprang Rescue Station.
However, compared to the situation at the eastern district, these people were not that bad.
Back then, the eastern district was a red-light district that even the corrupt police did not dare step foot into. The streets were filled with bruised and battered prostitutes (for these women, being beaten up by their pimps was a common occurrence) and even young prostitutes. Violent criminals dared to commit crimes under the watchful eyes of the public, and the people around them would ignore them as if they did not see them.
Even today, three years later, under the premise that the above situation had been toned down, this place was still the district with the highest crime rate in Gotham.
Cheap bars, cheap hotels, cheap apartments, cheap shops … Everything here was cheap, and it was this' cheapness' that allowed the people at the bottom of Gotham to survive.
But 'survival' and 'living' were two different things. Poverty was the cause of crime, and that was something that had not changed since the dawn of time.
Therefore, this' cheap 'district naturally became the last gray area in Gotham.
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"Phew … So, this is the air of the slum …" Feng Bujue, who stepped into the slum, consciously inhaled the stale air deeply into his lungs. He lifted his head to look at the neon street and sighed with emotion. "Even though it smells bad, it gives one a sense of security …"
Of course, he knew that to find clues about the 'supervillains', he had to go to the eastern district.
However, he did not go there the moment he stepped into Gotham City … Before he came to the eastern district, Feng Bujue went to two other places.
The first place was a research center under the name of a pharmaceutical company at the edge of the city.
The research center was not far from the sewer that Brother Jue had used when he entered the city.
As someone who was quite familiar with the various plots of the DC universe, Feng Bujue naturally knew that Mister Freeze worked at this company. It was not hard to find a supervillain like him who had a decent job before …
Sneaking into a private enterprise like this was not that difficult. For Brother Jue, it was as easy as pie. He grabbed a janitor's jacket from the tool room and put it on. Then, he snuck into the office, and it did not take long for him to find the person he was looking for in the breakroom on the second floor — the hypothermia scientist, Viktor Ferris.
After chatting with Viktor and a few of his colleagues, Feng Bujue quickly gathered the following information. The Ferris of this universe did not become cold-blooded due to the experiment accident, and his wife did not die. Even though his wife was diagnosed with a serious degenerative disease like Brother Jue knew, coincidentally, not long after the disease was diagnosed, the R&D department at Wayne Enterprise came up with a cure for the disease. Therefore, Ferris' wife was saved, and his family and job were stable.
After collecting all this information, Feng Bujue's hidden mission progress reached 310, which meant that he had found Mister Freeze's whereabouts.
Then, he went to the second place … Gotham University.
If sneaking into a private enterprise was a piece of cake, then sneaking into a university was a piece of cake for Brother Jue. It took him twenty minutes to find one of his targets on campus — Pamela Lillian Isley, who was also known as Poison Ivy.
The Pamela of this universe was not chosen by the botanist Jason Wood to be his experimental subject because that Jason Wood died in a fire a few years ago. His research materials were burned along with him.
In other words, the person who was supposed to use Pamela was already dead, and the plant poison that caused Pamela's mutation was never invented.
Inside the library, Feng Bujue pretended to be a student and chatted with Pamela for a while. That was how he got the information. Naturally, he was misunderstood as someone who was trying to strike up a conversation.
Before the man's attitude turned cold and the atmosphere turned awkward, Brother Jue ended the conversation. With his mission progress, which was already 4/10, he went to find his other target who was also at Gotham University — Jonathan Klein, AKA … Scarecrow.
Feng Bujue was curious as to why Scarecrow did not turn evil. This was because Scarecrow was bullied when he was a student, and that was why he slowly turned to the extreme … It was not because of something that happened when he was an adult.
In the end, after chatting with the psychology professor at Gotham University for half an hour, Brother Jue finally got the answer after beating around the bush. The boys who bullied Jonathan and the girls who rejected and teased him … all met with disaster during a trip to a school reunion many years later. When the police found their bodies, many of them had already been eaten by the beasts in the mountains until only their clothes were left.
And our Jonathan … or rather, this gentleman who was supposed to be Scarecrow, because his school days were like hell and he did not have much of a relationship with his classmates, he did not attend the reunion … and thus, he was lucky enough to escape with his life.
After that incident, Jonathan's temperament had changed a lot, as if a knot in his heart had been untied … Of course, it could also be said that it was a kind of "God has eyes after taking revenge" mentality.
In any case, that was why Scarecrow did not turn evil. After getting this information, Feng Bujue's mission progress was updated to 510.
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When he left Gotham University, it was already dusk. Brother Jue felt that it was about time, so he rushed to his third stop — the eastern district.
"Hey! Are you blind? " Just as Feng Bujue stood on the road and looked into the distance, suddenly, someone bumped heavily into him with their shoulder and said that before he could say anything else, "You're right.
Brother Jue was very familiar with this kind of trick … After all, if it was not a scam, then it was a troublemaker.
Feng Bujue might not even be polite to a normal person, but toward this kind of troublemaker … it was not hard to imagine his attitude.
"Huh?" The next second, Brother Jue's delinquent tone came online. He turned his head and glanced at the person who walked past him and said, "Are you talking to me?"
"Of course!" It was a bald man. Despite the cold weather, he was shirtless. His torso was covered in tattoos, and there was not a patch of skin below his neck that was intact. "You're not only blind … are you f * cking deaf?"
The moment he finished speaking, he was kicked in the lower part of his body.
Then, he instinctively covered his crotch and knelt down …
"Huh? What did you say? I still can't hear you … "Feng Bujue's kick had come out of the blue. After that, he acted like nothing had happened, and he spoke like an old man with a hard of hearing." … Say that louder again. "
"You … You …" The bald man wanted to curse, but the severe pain in his balls made it so that he could only squeeze out a few words. He also wanted to stand up and hit him, but before the pain subsided … He was afraid that he would have to maintain this kneeling posture with his legs together for a while.
"Come back to me when you're able to speak properly." Feng Bujue looked down at the man with a condescending gaze. He shrugged and left that sentence behind before turning to leave.
He knew that this ruffian would come after him to seek revenge, and he might even call his accomplices … and that was what he was looking forward to.
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