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Bruce didn't understand the point of Morin going around in a circle like that. However, he didn't ask any more questions.
Anyway, a problem that could be solved with money wasn't a problem for him. Wasn't money something that grew on its own, far exceeding the speed at which he could spend it?
"Sounds good," Bruce said, nodding in agreement.
"Excellent," Morin said. "As a little friendly reminder, your girlfriend, District Attorney Rachel Dawes, might be in a little trouble soon."
"What?" Bruce was startled, not even bothering to correct Morin's use of the word "girlfriend."
"She wants to prosecute one of Falcone's men, but he was saved by Dr. Crane at Arkham. According to my intel, Falcone might be targeting her, of course, that's just an old piece of information, and it's a deduction I made, because for someone like Rachel Dawes who is hard to bribe, there's only one other way to solve the problem."
"..." Bruce stood up and started to walk out.
"One more thing," Morin said. "If you want to be with Miss Rachel Dawes, I might be able to give you some advice."
"You have that kind of expertise, too?" Bruce's steps faltered. "But I think I'll rely on myself for that."
To be honest, Morin thought that Rachel was the best match for Batman. After all, they had similar personalities.
Although Rachel had other boyfriends... hadn't they broken up already?
In the original story, Bruce had deliberately acted like a playboy, flirting with girls and spending money to hide his identity.
Rachel was successfully fooled, and her relationship with Bruce became very strained. Bruce had a lot of unspoken pain.
Although he was surrounded by beautiful women, he loved Rachel the most. It could be said that Rachel's death in The Dark Knight was an unimaginable blow to Bruce, and his subsequent growth was a result of that.
But now, everything was just beginning. The Joker was probably still hiding in some corner. Bruce hadn't even officially acted as Batman yet.
So, the Batman of now wasn't the Batman yet; he was still just a young man... at least, in Morin's eyes, he was.
So, Morin could analyze what Bruce was thinking just by looking at his facial expressions and listening to what he was saying.
It was almost effortless for him to lead the conversation.
"Don't worry, it's free advice," Morin said. "No harm in listening, right?"
"Then there's no need to listen," Bruce said, losing all interest when he heard it was free.
Morin: "???"
...
In the end, Morin didn't force it. Who knows, maybe it would turn out differently from the original story, and Bruce would succeed?
Of course, Morin thought the possibility was very small. First, their operation was still dangerous, and that alone would prevent Bruce from telling Rachel what he was doing.
And if Bruce was still going to use his playboy persona to hide his identity... then things would probably turn out the same as before.
"I'll deal with it when the time comes," Morin mumbled to himself and headed to the police station to find Gordon.
"What are you doing here?" Gordon asked, a little surprised.
It was Saturday. That's right, Morin had just started work yesterday, and today was already his day off, which was why he was at home.
As for Gordon... he was at the police station almost every day, not because he was being oppressed, but because he voluntarily worked overtime.
"I'm here to tell you something," Morin said. "We now have three people."
"Who's the new person?"
"Bruce Wayne."
"Huh?" Gordon was dumbfounded, as if to say, "You've got to be kidding me."
"No, I'm serious, but he won't be in the open right now. He'll be acting in a different way," Morin said, leaning in and whispering into his ear.
"Did you know that he has a cross-dressing fetish!"
Gordon: "!!!"
"Not only that, he also wants to be a hero, like Iron Man or Captain America from the comics. You know, his parents were killed by thugs in Gotham, so he wants to change the situation in Gotham."
"What does that have to do with a cross-dressing fetish?" Gordon was confused.
"Think about it. Those heroes in the comics, don't they all have a suit or a costume?" Morin said.
"It goes perfectly with his fetish!"
"I see!" Gordon realized.
"But don't say this in front of him. I'm telling you this in secret. He might come to you later, and he'll be all in black, like a bat," Morin said, winking.
"Do you understand what I'm saying? Although he has some strange fetishes, he'll at least be a big help to our plan, especially when you become the police commissioner of Gotham. You'll need his help."
"What? When did I say I was going to be the commissioner?"
"When you become the commissioner, it'll make things a lot easier for our operation. Don't worry, we won't make you do anything illegal. Everything will be legal. We'll just be sending those thugs to the mob to prevent the police from acting out."
"But... you could do it, too?" Gordon said, trying to decline.
"What, you want me to call my organization in a little while and tell them I'm going to be the commissioner here and don't plan on going back?"
Morin's rhetorical question left Gordon speechless. Of course, another reason Morin didn't want to be the commissioner was that he was lazy, but he didn't say that.
"I have one more question," Gordon said. "Are you sure he can protect himself? Although... he is very rich, being a superhero is different from being a billionaire."
"You don't have to worry about that. He also has a superpower," Morin said.
"Superpower, too?"
"His superpower is money. Trust me, if you have enough money, you can do what Tony Stark does," Morin said. "As for the 'too'... haven't you realized my power yet?"
"...Are there a lot of people like you?" Gordon asked, swallowing hard.
"Very few," Morin said, patting Gordon on the shoulder and smiling.
"Don't worry, if there was even one, the country would have found them a long time ago. They wouldn't be living on their own."
...
Courthouse. Rachel was organizing some documents. They were the files for the criminal from yesterday. He was supposed to be sent to jail, but because Dr. Crane, the director of Arkham Asylum, had interfered and diagnosed the person with a mental illness, he was legally exempted from a prison sentence and sent to Arkham, under the guise of "treatment."
"Treatment, huh? He's probably having the time of his life in there..." Rachel thought bitterly and picked up another document.
This document was about Hugh Haas, the person whom Morin had demanded, and whom Falcone had Flass arrest and send to court. The trial was set to begin in two days.
"Another one..." Rachel thought, sighing.
"But what's the point? They'll just go to Crane again, and he'll just diagnose them with a mental illness again, and they'll be exempted from punishment again..."
Rachel had become the District Attorney to fix this kind of behavior in Gotham.
When she was a child, she hadn't been very aware of this, but after a thug killed Bruce's parents, she saw Bruce's reaction, and while feeling his pain, she also made up her mind to become a judge and make sure that criminals got the punishment they deserved instead of getting away with it.
But after she became the District Attorney, the various obstacles she faced made her realize how difficult it was to achieve her goal.
First, there was the police... most of the police were taking bribes and wouldn't even arrest anyone!
Then, at the courthouse, she as the District Attorney could only initiate the prosecution. The actual verdict of guilty or not guilty was up to the judge, who was also bribed, so they would either give a light sentence or just let them go completely.
And those criminals, the real criminals, would always find scapegoats to take the blame for them! On top of that, the law stated that mentally ill people could be sent to a mental asylum for treatment, and Dr. Crane at Arkham was also in cahoots with the gangs... So, almost every channel was controlled by the opposing side!
Even with Rachel's righteous heart, she couldn't help but feel a little helpless and frustrated right now. If there was one good thing, it was that Bruce was still alive.
A small smile appeared on Rachel's face when she thought about this. Since they were children, she and Bruce had been the best of friends.
Later, after Bruce's parents died, he disappeared for a while, and he was gone for seven whole years without a single word.
He was even declared legally dead! But thankfully, he was okay and had come back...
Just as Rachel was thinking, she heard a commotion at the door. She looked up curiously, but after a while, she didn't see anything, so she shook her head and looked back down at the documents in her hands.
No matter whether this person was going to be sent to prison or not, she had to do her duty! However, the noise at the door grew louder.
Rachel frowned and looked up, about to tell them to be quiet, when she saw a person standing in front of her.
"Old friend," Bruce said with a smile. "I haven't seen you since I got back."
...
Over on Morin's side, driven by a bit of malicious fun, he had told Gordon about Bruce's identity and even made up some stories about his actions.
After that, he left the police station feeling very satisfied and headed to Narrows Island.
Gotham City's customs were simple and honest, and Arkham was a place full of talented people. Morin had already seen most of Gotham City, but he hadn't been to Arkham yet.
Soon, Morin arrived at Arkham and showed his badge to the gatekeeper. A short time later, a man wearing glasses and a suit, who looked very gentle and well-mannered, came out. This was Crane, also known as the supervillain "Scarecrow"!
"Officer Morin?"
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