Chapter 156 Party and Umbrella (VIII)

Gordon's head was about to explode with pain, and Cobblepot also fell into a state of doubting his life.

His doubts at this time were no less than Gordon's, because he was the mastermind behind the whole thing.

Looking at his plan from Cobblepot's perspective, he wanted to break away from the Godfather and accumulate some capital for himself, in other words, to make some money to pave the way for his future comeback.

So he jumped back and forth between Fish and Kevin, and finally, in order to completely get rid of all those who wanted to control him, he first killed Kevin with the help of Fish, and then killed Fish with the help of Maroni, and finally wanted to use the accusation of Maroni to exonerate the Godfather's son and get out smoothly.

The previous links were all very smooth, and now it has reached the last step, but Cobblepot never expected that Evans actually pleaded guilty? ? ?

Then how can he execute the last step of his plan?

In fact, at this point, Cobblepot himself knew that he could actually not execute the last step of the plan.

Because he is really mentally ill, not pretending. Even if he doesn't do the last thing for the Godfather, judging from his condition, the Godfather should not embarrass a minor with schizophrenia.

Even if the Godfather knew that Cobblepot was ill, he might even give him some money for medical treatment.

The reason why the Godfather is the Godfather is that he does not have the cruel behavior of killing people to silence them after using them like in many movies and TV dramas. On the contrary, many gangsters who retired from the Falcone family have received good pension benefits. Those who are sick get treatment, and those who are not sick buy houses for vacation, retire, and enjoy their old age.

Cobblepot knows that in this case, the Godfather will not embarrass him anymore, and he no longer needs to spend a lot of effort to pretend to be sick, worrying all day about whether there will be Godfather's spies, because he is indeed mentally ill and has been diagnosed by the attending doctor of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital.

But Cobblepot cannot accept that his perfect plan has been ruined. His mother's illness and his illness have already made his plan flawed, making Cobblepot feel like a fishbone stuck in his throat and uncomfortable all over.

For a man who pursues a career in crime, this is like throwing a rat shit into a pot of perfect soup.

However, Cobblepot could barely accept it. After all, life, aging, illness and death are things that no one can control. He and his mother both got sick at this time, which can only be said to be bad luck.

But Evans' confession was obviously a hidden story, not an accident. Cobblepot could not tolerate the appearance of another mastermind in his perfect plan.

Cobblepot couldn't help but wonder, did he really make a mistake? Was Falcone the real mastermind?

When Cobblepot was confused, Schiller's voice pulled him back. Schiller stared at Cobblepot and said, "You haven't answered my question yet. Where did this umbrella come from?"

Gordon and Cobblepot looked at Schiller together. Cobblepot said what Gordon was thinking: "Is it time to talk about this issue? What's so important about it?"

Gordon also said, "My good professor! Don't worry about your broken umbrella!"

"The situation is very serious now! The heir of the Falcone family actually ran to the police station and admitted that he had committed murder..."

Gordon pointed to the door and said, "Just now, our new police chief had high blood pressure and should be in the ambulance now."

"I just received 15 calls in a row. The only two judges in our city said that they had made a vacation plan two months ago and bought plane tickets to leave Gotham overnight..."

"The Gotham Court Among the nine civil servants, five had gastroenteritis, three had a high fever, and one suddenly lost his voice and went to the hospital to recuperate overnight. Even three of the five sweepers broke their legs and cannot come to work tomorrow..."

"Just within an hour, Gotham's judicial system was successfully paralyzed."

After saying that, Gordon himself laughed in anger. He said, "I don't know how many times they have rehearsed. In this emergency situation, they can all fall down like dominoes from top to bottom in just one hour. It's more urgent than running away from the fucking court on fire..."

"What's even more outrageous is that we have received notices from 12 law firms to temporarily close their businesses. Now, you can't find any lawyers in Gotham who can be reached by phone..."

Schiller didn't listen to his complaints at all. Instead, he picked up an umbrella and poked Cobblepot's injured arm. Cobblepot screamed in pain and dodged.

He looked up at Schiller, then looked down at his arm that was still tied to the handrail, and said as if he accepted his fate: "Okay, but I have to find out what's going on with Evans first, I can't allow..."

Just then, there was a noise on the balcony of the mental hospital, and Batman walked in with a cold breath and a smell of blood. Schiller turned to look at him, and Batman who walked in was also stunned. He didn't expect there were so many people here.

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Schiller looked him up and down and said: "Gotham's great detective is here, let's hear what he says."

Gordon sniffed and said to Batman: "What did you do? Why are you covered in blood?"

"That's not important." Batman's voice was still very cold.

"Maroni told me that it was Evans Falcone who instructed him to kill Fish."

"You're a step late." Gordon said with his hands on his waist: "Evans has confessed himself."

Before Batman could continue to ask Gordon for details, Schiller knocked on the metal guardrail at the end of the hospital bed with his umbrella, making a lot of noise. He raised his voice and said, "I hope you can understand, this is mine. Office, let me start."

Schiller put up the umbrella and said: "Answer my questions, then leave here and find another place to conduct your detective conference."

"God! It rains every day in Gotham. My umbrella is broken and the umbrella maker who can repair it is dead. How can you be so cold and devoid of any sympathy?"

The others looked at him in silence. Schiller paused and said helplessly: "Well, if you have to solve your problems first before you can answer my questions, then you don't actually need to ask Evans..."

He put down the umbrella, tapped the tiles on the ground with the tip of the umbrella, and said, "I suggested him to do this."

Gordon and Cobot's eyes widened at the same time. Schiller put down his umbrella, sat behind the desk, and said, "It seems that you are going to hear my version of the story from the beginning again."

Batman stood in a corner of the room with his arms folded, his expression seemed to say "I had expected it."

Schiller took a sip of water and then began his story.

"About a month ago, Evans came to the psychiatric clinic at Gotham University and confided his troubles to his teacher."

"He has some issues with his father, and the first half of the story sounds like teenage troubles, but the second half is less enjoyable because his father is also the godfather of Gotham."

"We all know that originally, the old godfather had planned to retire. He handed over a large area of ​​property in the West End to his son and let him develop it. Although Evans did not perform very well, the old godfather also There is no rush, after all, he is still young.”

"But then, Gotham's reform began."

"Obviously, the old godfather originally wanted to retire not because he was really old, but because he had reached the top and nothing would change no matter how hard he worked."

"However, the reforms in Gotham have given him new hope and allowed him to see the possibility of reaching a higher level. Do you think that at this time, he will still have the mentality of retiring as soon as possible?"

Gordon shook his head and said, "I saw the old godfather recently. Although he has always been so energetic, I can feel that his state is a little different."

"Indeed, Falcone has ruled Gotham for forty years. He wants to end his rule and hand over the position to the next generation. It is not because he is no longer capable, but because he has become too high. In addition to cultivating the next generation , and there is nothing else to do.”

"But after the reform started, everything changed. The Falcone family has too many new possibilities. The logistics industry needs to be managed, and urban construction also needs to be looked at. There are too many hidden games in cooperation with Chicago, and with the Imperial City The same is true for our contacts, not to mention the East Coast series connection plan that is still on the schedule..."

Schiller knocked on the table and said: "If the old godfather originally used the entire Gotham as a testing ground for training and handed it over to his son, then he will not be so hasty now."

Batman's voice came from the corner of the room: "An emperor who has not yet aged has regained his ambition, so the status of a prince..."

"Yes, Evans is put in an awkward position. His father has already handed over a lot of property to him, and he has the capital to shake the old godfather's rule."

"But at this time, his father suddenly did not intend to abdicate, and seemed to intend to rule Gotham for another 40 years."

"Then the heir who has taken over part of the power is in a situation that can no longer be considered embarrassing, but can be called dangerous."

"Evans told me this and came to me for advice."

Schiller glanced at Gordon and Cobot and said, "You should know the old godfather better than I do."

Cobot was silent for a moment and said: "He loves his son very much, but this does not mean that he will let his successor have excessive ambitions and will not sit back and watch anyone else gain power in advance that may shake his position."

Cobot suddenly understood. He looked at Schiller and said, "What suggestions did you make to little Falcone?"

"I would certainly advise him to retreat."

Schiller stood up and walked slowly around the table and said, "You should know better than me. Falcone is generous in some ways, but he has ruled Gotham for forty years not just because of his tolerance and tolerance. Kindness."

"If Evans dares to show any ambition to shake his father's rule at this time, although Falcone will not kill him, it is still normal to put Evans under house arrest until he is willing to retire."

Gordon reacted immediately. He glared at Schiller and said, "So you just..."

"The godfather asked Evans to kill Maroney himself. Evans did catch him and could have killed him, but I suggested that he use it as a waste."

"Of course, what happened after that was created by Evans' own genius and has nothing to do with me."

"Evans acted very impulsively at first. When dealing with interpersonal relationships in Living Hell, he had conflicts with various gang bosses. Then he ordered Maroni to enter Living Hell and asked him to kill those gang bosses and damage his reputation. …”

Then he looked at Cobot, who said: "So Maroney and I hit it off..."

“Just like you said before.” Schiller looked at Gordon: “A successor who was impulsive at first, indecisive, and desperate to assassinate, looks really stupid and not threatening.”

“Not to mention, he called the police.” Gordon added helplessly.

"More importantly..." Schiller pulled out a medical record from under the table and said, "As expected, Gotham's judicial system was paralyzed when it was heard that Falcone Jr. was going to go through the formal trial process. Then he could skip the process of bail, court, trial, and imprisonment, and go straight to medical parole..."

Gordon had a look of astonishment on his face, and he said, "... Then I can meet you here, right? You even prepared the medical records in advance..."

Schiller pointed to the bed next to Cobblepot and said, "That's his bed."

"With medical parole for mental illness, he can stay away from his father for a long time." Batman finally concluded, "This is good for both of them."

"Okay, the story is over." Schiller looked at Cobblepot again and said, "Now you should answer my question, right?"

Everyone's eyes, along with Schiller's actions, fell on the umbrella he raised.