Chapter 806: Expired Strategies Can Cause Serious Harm (Part 2)

It wasn't until the moment Alberto spoke that Savage discovered that his personality was completely different and completely opposite to what was described in the information.

According to the information he obtained from the Batcave, Vince Yin is an introverted personality. His inner characteristics are closer to those of an artist. He likes to think rationally and deeply rather than fast-paced thinking. He is not good at reacting on the spot and prefers to Express your thoughts through some media.

It is difficult for this kind of person to hang out among gangs, but fortunately, he has a good background, which gives him excellent living conditions.

But this would also serve as a reminder for him. Coupled with his previous anxious desire to prove his performance, Savage could tell that the father-son relationship between him and his godfather was at a delicate point.

If at this time, someone takes the initiative to come to him and provide him with help, then even if he knows that this person cannot be trusted, he should not be willing to let go of this power. After all, in this case, any power will Increase his sense of security.

An unfavored heir also knows his situation. The king and father who have the power of life and death over him will make a decision at some point and leave him with nothing.

No one can bear this kind of pressure. He should be looking for a life-saving straw now, so Savage doesn't mind coming to him in a proactive manner. This is not a forced offer, but a help in times of need.

But when he saw Alberto, he knew that the situation might be different from what he imagined. The first time he saw Alberto, he knew that this person was by no means an artist-type personality. A born competitor, a ferocious beast.

Alberto pointed to the chair opposite and said: "Please sit down, Mr. Savage, if you must talk, we can temporarily put aside those unnecessary rules and talk about the things you care about more... "

Savage sat on the chair, his posture seemed very relaxed, but in fact, he was not so confident in his heart. The opponent's posture was not what he wanted, which meant that he could not gain an absolute advantage, but he still planned to try. Try it, the gang resources in Gotham are still very tempting.

"Hello, Mr. Falcone, my name is Vandal Savage. I come from an ancient era that you may not be able to imagine..." Savage opened his mouth to set his own tone. He had to put in the third sentence he had prepared. The first step and even the fourth step of talking are used to arouse the curiosity of the other party.

"Oh?" Alberto looked at Savage and asked with some interest: "Ancient times? How old?"

"I have danced with Neanderthals, seen meteorites fall, countless prehistoric creatures that appeared in history books flew past me, and the torrent of time brought me here..." Savage said It has a melodious tone from ancient times, which reminds people of the historical fragments seen in the museum.

"If I have plenty of time today, I would be very happy to hear you tell stories about your past." Alberto picked up his watch and took a look at it and said, "But I still have something to do later, so let's start from the present day. "

He sighed and said: "These cold storage goods just arrived here yesterday. Just one day after arriving here, you appeared here. We verified that you do not belong to any gang in Gotham, but this rescue Killed you..."

Alberto's tone became colder and colder. He looked into Savage's eyes and said, "If you were a member of any gang controlled by the Twelve Families, you would have gone to see God by now."

"I am older than God. The faith you preach in the world is just a scam by a group of gamblers..." Savage stood up and showed no sign of weakness.

There was a "bang" gunshot. Savage picked up the chair with one hand and knocked down the gang member behind him. Then he bent down and lowered his head to avoid the fist coming from his side. "Bang bang bang" several gunshots were heard in succession. The fire splashed, glass shards and sawdust burst into the room, and in a flash of light, Savage's figure disappeared.

Alberto's expression was calm from beginning to end. He touched the dial of his watch and said, "No one has dared to do anything here for a long time. I don't care if he can teleport. If I can't do it before tonight, Once I see him, I can only leave this matter to the godfather to decide..."

Finished. He turned around and left, while Copot and the other leaders who were left in the room had cold expressions. One of them stepped forward to look at him and asked Copot: "What's going on, Oswald? Why, Master?" So angry?"

Cobot shook his head and said: "Recently, he needs an internship and spends too much time in the hospital, resulting in being busy until late at night every day. Last night, that reckless guy broke into the important storage area of ​​the Falcone family in the middle of the night. , disturbing his rest..."

Several other gang bosses shook their heads, but they all came to a consensus that this new godfather was embarking on the same path to power as his father, and perhaps, he would do better.

After Savage returned to the hotel where he was staying, his face was still gloomy. He discovered that the intelligence in his hand might be wrong.

But the only thing that confused him was if this information was a deception. It was a trap, so how could the other party write it down in such detail?

Such details. It does not mean that there is a lot of content, but that it is logically linked.

In this information, the way to deal with Falcone is to use his son, which is his only weakness.

It explains in detail the reasons and methods for doing so, as well as several possible results. Each line is written very clearly. If it is a trap, it can only be said that the opponent is really a creative master.

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Savage is not stupid. It is impossible for him to completely believe this information after suffering a loss. He planned to put it aside and find a few trustworthy people first, but after he casually turned through a few pages , he discovered a familiar name-"Schiller Rodriguez".

The names of Mirror Master and Captain Cold that he had sent out before had mentioned this name. Savage knew that this was a professor who worked at Gotham University, majoring in psychology. According to the information from Mirror Master and Captain Cold, What he described was horrific.

The information provided by this mysterious person elaborated on Schiller's resume, pointing out that he was a detective and psychologist who had participated in the detection of serial murders several times. Moreover, this information put forward a guess. The author believes that Schiller may have an amazing criminal experience and came to Gotham just to escape guilt.

After reading Schiller's resume, Savage also sighed a little, during his long life. I have seen countless crazy murderers, but most of them only have one or two murder experiences. Even the most famous serial murderer's peak period of creation was concentrated within a few years.

The long string of words on Schiller's resume tells about his busy experiences in the past ten years. If these are true, Savage agrees with the author's point of view. Schiller does not Probably just a detective, he must have been a murderer.

Savage doesn't like to deal with such people. They have little desire for worldly fame and fortune, and their only desire is to commit crimes. But if they can add a little chaos by their hands, Savage can regain his strength.

Schiller, who had no idea that he was being taken care of, was currently tutoring Jason in basic grammar in the classroom.

"Look here, you should get used to using guiding words, which will make your logic clearer... Yes, yes, it can be omitted, but you must also pay attention to the intervals and pauses after omitting, and don't be too hasty... …”

Schiller pointed to a sentence in the grammar book and said: "You speak a bit too fast. In fact, it is not necessary at all. You are eager to let the other party understand your point of view. In fact, you are too concerned about the other party's reaction. Sometimes, you You should focus more on your own logic..."

"During the conversation, you should pay attention to your own expression as much as possible. It is right to be good at listening to other people's ideas, but if your logic is not self-consistent and you cannot convince yourself, then it will be difficult for you to convince the patient... …”

Jason kept nodding and looked at the grammar book intently. He just said one of them: "Is this conversation okay? Won't it seem too rude? The interjection he used is a bit too radical. ?”

"No, this is actually a kind of self-suggestion. You need to improve your state and stay as excited as possible during the conversation. You need to use your own positive emotions to infect the other person, and use some exaggerated exclamations and More frequent gestures will help you improve your status..."

Schiller and Jason exchanged words with each other. The communication between the two was very smooth, and it took less than half an hour. Schiller closed the book and said, "Okay, today's classes are over. Do you want to go to the dormitory to sleep, or..."

"Oh, I have to go back to the Curly Tail Gang. I heard that the big boss has something to do with us. The others can't figure out the situation, so I have to come."

Schiller leaned his back on the chair with some relaxation and said: "Thank God, you are in class today. If it were Bruce..."

He instinctively wanted to say some not-so-friendly words, but he seemed to have thought of Bruce's current state and finally stopped talking. When he heard Bruce's name, Jason wrinkled his nose.

"What's wrong?" Schiller asked, "Why do you have such an expression?"

Jason snorted coldly and said: "Isn't that a bad guy who likes to kidnap children? I heard that several children disappeared in his hands. I misjudged him before. Next time I come to school , he waited for me..."

Obviously, Jason also knew about Batman's scandal. He knew that Batman was Bruce Wayne, so he spoke without restraint, but Schiller said: "I heard? Who did you listen to?"

"It's in the newspaper," Jason replied.

"Who writes the newspaper?" Schiller asked again.

Jason thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head. Schiller said: "Newspapers are also written by people. As long as they are people, they will have selfish motives. Imagine that the enemy boss of your Capuchin Gang went to work in a newspaper office. What would he write about you?"

Jason immediately showed a disgusted expression and said: "That guy will definitely spread rumors. Last time he framed me and said I withheld commissions. It was obviously him, and he didn't even let the youngest child earn the little money... …”

"Jason, don't rely on hearsay or other people's profiles to understand a person. You have to do your own homework, and the same goes for profiles." Schiller said with a smile.

Jason pursed his lips and said, "But. If what the newspaper said is true, then wouldn't I..."

He was about to nod hesitantly, but Schiller suddenly seemed to remember something, and his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. He said: "Your impression of Bruce is correct, you should stay away from him. He likes to catch children and bring them home, and then let them wear tights and masks to dress up as Robin..."

"Listen, Jason, although it is your freedom to wear whatever you want, but sometimes, the strange clothes with too obvious themes are actually caused by mental problems. We call it transvestism..."

"Of course, if he himself has transvestism, we can't stop him, but if he wants to dress others like that, it's pure nonsense. It's over."

"If he tells you that he needs an assistant, wants you to be a hero, wants you to help him fight criminals and other nonsense, don't believe a word of it!"

Jason's eyes widened, seemingly not understanding why Schiller said that, but Schiller still reminded him:

"If you see a person with green hair on the street who likes to laugh for no reason, you must walk around him. No matter what he says to you, don't believe it!"

"Wait a minute, maybe there's more than just green hair..." Schiller touched his hair, and then said: "If you walk on the street and see someone who looks exactly like me, no matter what he says to you, don't believe it!"

Jason was confused.