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"Alright, I understand," Bruce said, taking two deep breaths. He felt he couldn't breathe and ripped off the mask.
Since he had already been exposed, it didn't matter if he wore the mask or not.
"You're an IRS agent who came here to audit the books of these criminals who are making illegal earnings and evading taxes, and because you've seen the equipment I'm wearing, you know who I am?"
"Of course not. I also used some of my own deductions," Morin said, waving his hand.
"Since this suit has been discontinued, it can only be found in Wayne Enterprises' Applied Sciences division. And when I came here, I looked at some information about Gotham, so I know that Fox, who is in charge of the Applied Sciences division, is a very principled and capable person. But because he doesn't see eye to eye with Earl, who is trying to take your shares, he was relegated to that division as an idle employee. Although he's still the head of the division, he's basically just a warehouse manager. So, he would never let this equipment just disappear. He would have reported it. But my intelligence didn't show anything about this, so the only person who could have made this equipment disappear is you, the official heir of Wayne Enterprises, Bruce Wayne."
"Of course, that's not all. Our intelligence department has done some research on your past and found that you have a connection with the League of Assassins, so I'm also very familiar with your information," Morin said.
"I was originally planning to approach you later, but I didn't expect you to come to me first. Originally, I didn't think it was you, but with all this information combined, you're the only person who fits all the criteria."
"...Your intelligence department is that good?" Bruce said, impressed. From Morin's words, Bruce found the most crucial element: the "IRS intelligence department." After all, according to Morin, all the key information came from there!
"Of course. The FBI, CIA, NSA, all of them are a step behind us," Morin said, nodding without hesitation and even stepping on his colleagues in this world. Colleagues are always rivals!
Other than the crucial "intelligence department," which he made up, everything else was real information. As for the authenticity of the "intelligence department," Bruce couldn't verify it.
So, Morin wasn't worried about being exposed at all.
"So, you're planning to clean up Gotham?" Bruce asked. If a top-tier government agency like the IRS was targeting Gotham, Bruce felt that he probably wouldn't have to do anything at all!
"I am," Morin said, bluffing again. "This is my final mission."
"Final mission?" Bruce heard a new term.
"That's right. I'm a senior field agent right now, and I've met the requirements for promotion. I'm about to become an unprecedented top-tier field agent," Morin said.
"Now, all I need to do is pass this final mission to get promoted!"
"What... is your final mission?" For some reason, Bruce had a bad feeling about this.
"To find out about all the tax evasion of all the forces in Gotham by myself, of course, mainly the big ones, including your Wayne Enterprises," Morin said.
"The headquarters will not provide any help other than the initial intelligence support, and in fact, that's already stopped."
"So, it's just you?" Bruce suddenly felt a huge sense of disappointment.
He had thought that a national-level agency was about to take action. It turns out it's just one person, and they don't even have intelligence support?
It wasn't that Bruce looked down on Morin, after all, he knew that Morin's strength was even greater than his own, but... the greater his hope was before, the greater his disappointment was now!
"That's right. I'm a police officer to make things more legitimate," Morin said. "What about you, Mr. Bruce? Do you want to change the situation in Gotham?"
"You know that, too?" Bruce was shocked. He hadn't even started acting yet!
"Otherwise, what do you have all that equipment for? Cave diving?" Morin chuckled.
"But I have to say, your idea is a little too naive, Mr. Bruce."
"Naive?" Bruce frowned.
"I don't know why the people around you didn't try to talk you out of it, but in my opinion, you have the capital to easily change the situation in Gotham, but you want to use this... childish method," Morin said bluntly.
"You have too little experience, and your perspective isn't broad enough."
"My father once tried to use his abilities to save everyone, but his ending wasn't so great," Bruce retorted.
"That's because he used his abilities in the wrong way," Morin said, shaking his head.
"When a billion-dollar fortune is divided among millions of people, it's not much for each person. Not to mention, your father couldn't even do that. Wayne Enterprises was his, but it wasn't his sole domain."
"...What do you mean?" Bruce frowned.
"There's only one way to solve the situation in Gotham, and that's to use a powerful individual force to suppress the opposing forces while showing enough benefits to attract powerful outside forces to come in," Morin said.
"There's an old Chinese saying: 'All the world's hustle and bustle is for the sake of profit.' If you really want to solve the situation in Gotham, the power of capital is the best choice."
"Capital..." Bruce muttered the word but didn't quite understand.
"You're very lucky. You have a bunch of capable people paving the way for you, allowing you to spend capital however you want, but you're also very foolish because you don't know how to maximize the use of that capital..." Morin sighed.
"Let's put it this way: what do you think of New York City?"
"...Safe?" Because of their previous conversation, Bruce naturally didn't want to say things like 'prosperous'.
After thinking for a moment, he gave that answer. Although Morin had just insulted him, Bruce wasn't angry, because... he felt that what Morin was saying seemed to make sense.
He definitely didn't have any masochistic tendencies!
"Although it's not completely safe, it's definitely not a place where smugglers and drug dealers can be so arrogant. Why is that?"
Morin said, "Attention. The power of capital has brought enough profit, so many conglomerates and others have come in. Now, think about it, would those conglomerates allow so many arrogant criminals to freely threaten their safety?"
"No," Bruce said, remembering what his butler, Alfred, had told him before. It seemed... it was the same thing?
"Exactly," Morin smiled. "When it gets to that point, all of Gotham's problems, even the root causes, will be solved. Those other forces will do these things on their own, and you won't need to play these little costume games."
Is solving the situation in Gotham a difficult problem? Morin said, let me teach you how to play the capital game!
When the benefits are so great that the army would be willing to come into Gotham, even the Joker wouldn't dare to be so reckless!
"..." Bruce was silent. Although he was reluctant to admit it, when he really thought about it according to Morin's train of thought, he found that Morin's method actually... seemed very feasible?
"Of course, it's not as simple as I'm making it sound. At the very least, before all of that, the superficial security issues in Gotham still need to be dealt with."
Morin said, "And that's precisely why I'm willing to tell you all this, Mr. Bruce. I need your help, in every sense of the word, and in return, I'll help you solve these problems."
"Didn't you say you have to complete the final mission alone?" Bruce asked.
"Alone means I can't use any help from within my department. Any other help I find myself isn't restricted," Morin said.
"You want to change Gotham. I want to audit the accounts of those criminals and corporations and find evidence of their tax evasion. So, in a sense, we can cooperate."
"...How do we cooperate?" Bruce thought for a moment, and his interest was piqued.
So far, Bruce felt that what Morin was saying was logical and convincing. Of course, Bruce wasn't so easy to trust.
Later, he would use various methods to verify everything Morin had said.
"First, of course, we need to understand the power of these gangs and then decide who to go after first," Morin said, gesturing to Bruce's unfinished Batman suit.
"Just follow your original plan for now. We need to figure out this intelligence before we can do anything else... Oh, by the way, give me your number so we can keep in touch."
After exchanging numbers, Morin unceremoniously began to send him away.
Bruce was speechless as he was sent away. He had wanted to ask Morin more questions, but Morin was already getting a little impatient...
Bruce was now considering whether he should buy Morin's rental house and then, as the landlord, talk to him. It might be better. The way of thinking for someone with money is truly different.
...
"Master Wayne?" Alfred asked. "You look a little off."
"I am..." Bruce was still deep in thought, his brows furrowed.
"Did the operation fail?" Alfred asked again.
"It did, but it also brought some good news," Bruce said, snapping out of his thoughts and telling Alfred what he had heard from Morin.
"Alfred, what do you think?"
"That information... is very likely to be true. I used to be a spy for the British MI5. That Mr. Morin was right; the IRS's intelligence and agent departments are a step above the FBI and CIA. Of course, I'm not familiar with what a senior agent or a top-tier agent is..."
Alfred frowned and thought for a moment before replying, "But as for what he said about how to completely solve the problem in Gotham, I think it sounds very interesting."
"You think so, too?" Bruce nodded thoughtfully.
"Of course, I'm not familiar with the workings of capital, but I suggest you go and talk to Mr. Fox," Alfred added.
"Why not Earl?" Bruce asked.
"Master Wayne, I never like to speak ill of people behind their backs, but Earl... he is not a good man. I've always thought it was a mistake to make him the chairman of Wayne Enterprises," Alfred said.
"In comparison, Mr. Fox is much more reliable and capable in every sense of the word. He's much better than Earl."
"I understand. I'll go ask him tomorrow, and also... get some new equipment," Bruce said, nodding.
Morin's terrifying abilities had made Bruce even more eager to get more powerful equipment.
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