msmithbooks Chapter 20 Moon 20
Chapter 20 Moon 20
Penguin stood on the roof in the night wind, shivering from the damp Gotham wind.
"It's a pity that I fell into the water when I was young, and my old cold legs are getting worse every year..." He grumbled and complained.
"It's not incurable." A slightly smiling young voice sounded behind him.
The Penguin was startled, and suddenly turned around.
He saw a pretty boy with a baby face standing on the fence on the roof of the building, pointing his toes on the slender iron railings, his slightly thin figure faltering in the sound of the night hunting wind in Gotham.
He knew the boy.
That night, it was this boy who stood in front of him and gave him the ability to reunite with his mother in a dream.
"The Pope asked me to hand over to you." The young man went straight to the point without dragging his feet, "Tell me, what is it?"
The Penguin didn't dare to talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "Benjamin Wake, a conscientious accountant that is rare in Gotham. He was originally working for a company under the Romans, but because of his high energy, he was idle. I ran to check the account books a few years ago, found some problems in their tax declaration, and reported them to the company in time, so that the upper management can make up the tax and avoid being caught by the IRS.”
IRS, the US Internal Revenue Service, is said to be even more powerful than the FBI, and no one dares to mess with it.
"Falcone..." Yulea said softly.
Having said that, because his faith had just started, he didn't dare to make big moves, and he had already allowed the old guy to live for more than a month.
The Penguin shuddered inexplicably, suppressed the sudden surge of fear in his heart, and continued to bite the bullet and said: "Yes, but obviously this old guy doesn't need the so-called justice accountant, he deliberately operated in secret to let the headhunter The company found Benjamin and persuaded him to change jobs to a company that can offer him a higher salary and a black mask."
"...Black Mask?" Uriah was about to be dazzled by the machinations of these gang bosses.
"After Benjamin went to Black Mask's company, he continued to work diligently and successfully found out the tax declaration problem in Black Mask's company. The amount involved reached tens of millions of dollars." The Penguin continued, "He didn't know about Black Mask at the time. He is one of the shareholders of this company, so he reported this matter to his new boss."
"Oh." Ulea raised his eyebrows, "It's a good way to kill someone with a knife."
"Yes." The Penguin said, "The black mask is relatively more brutal. He refused to pay taxes and threatened Benjamin not to let this matter out. Knowing that he was likely to be silenced, Benjamin went to his old club. Falcone for help."
The corner of Ulea's mouth twitched: "Uh..."
Penguin: "Yes, Messenger, this behavior is very stupid."
"Okay, but it's not incomprehensible." Ulea said softly.
After all, for ordinary people at the bottom, they can only survive in the cracks. Once they are involved in the struggle of gangsters, it is useless to call the police. The police will always be a few seconds behind the bullets of the gangsters.
"But he obviously miscalculated." The Penguin said, "Falcone just kept asking him for evidence of black mask tax evasion, and didn't guarantee that he would provide asylum, so Benjamin wisely didn't give it to him."
Ulea nodded: "I understand."
So now things are very clear, Benjamin holds the evidence of Black Mask's tax evasion, if he is exposed, Black Mask will face a high fine, or even go to jail, then this gangster will definitely not let the poor Benjamin, waiting for him will be an endless pursuit.
Even if he is not exposed, this evidence is still a hot potato. The black mask may allow him to live longer, but he still has family and children. This move undoubtedly put his family in great danger .
Therefore, he could only go to Falcone to seek asylum, but Falcone demanded that he hand over the evidence, otherwise asylum would not be granted.And Benjamin has no way to guarantee that after he handed over the evidence, Falcone will still keep his promise.
After all, he is just a little accountant with no power and power, and in the struggle of big bosses, he is just a pawn that can be discarded at any time.
To him, that piece of evidence was a life-saving talisman and a life-threatening talisman.
"Benjamin has also realized that he may have been tricked by Falcone. After all, there is a problem with the Black Mask, and Falcone will be one of the direct beneficiaries." Penguin said, "So he is very concerned about Falcone. The level of trust has also dropped to freezing point, and it's completely cornered now."
"In that case." Ulea said, "What does he want to pray to God?"
"Get rid of Falcone and Black Mask," Penguin said, "work and live and support your family."
"I understand." Uriah said softly.
"...Mr. Messenger?" The Penguin thought for a while and said tentatively, "Actually, I can provide him with shelter."
After all, the power of the Penguin is also the top in Gotham, and it is still possible to protect a small accountant under the hands of the two major gangsters.
Uriah gave him a surprised look.
To be honest, he was a little surprised that Penguin could make this decision.
Although he has become a believer and has promised not to do those treacherous things, he still mainly focuses on underground business.If he offends the Roman gangs and Masquerade Society, it will have a great impact on his own industry.
However, Uriah didn't intend to let him intervene.
He had to downplay Penguin's influence in the Church of the Secret Star.
So Ulea shook her head: "No, I will take care of this matter."
Penguin froze for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."
"Since your legs are uncomfortable..." Ulea said, "Go back and rest early."
Before Penguin could say anything, he saw the courier who had been standing firmly on the railing fall backwards, fell down from the top of the tall building like a feather in the wind, and disappeared into the night sky.
The Penguin was startled, and subconsciously wanted to go to the railing to have a look, but in the end he forcibly restrained this urge.
After all...that is an envoy of God.
Like the Pope, he is an existence directly under the Eye of the Mystic Star—his power is obviously beyond doubt.Such a high top floor can be jumped just by jumping, and there is no need to use any props, so it seems that a certain big bat has been completely compared!
Once again Penguin was filled with a strange sense of pride.
……
Yulea who accidentally slipped and fell from the roof of the building: ...
Hawthorne: "I deeply reflect on this dangerous behavior of deliberately standing on the fence in order to deliberately create an aura."
[There are 2.41 seconds left before falling to the surface, please transfer as soon as possible. 】
Hawthorne: "Let's go."
Before the words were finished, Uriah turned into a cloud of gray smoke and disappeared in midair.
Seeing the rising pollution level, Hawthorne felt like crying.
Batman, who was squatting on the top of the signal tower not far away and witnessed all this, squinted his eyes.
The tracker on Uriah was still working. The moment Uriah disappeared into gray mist, the little red dot on the map also disappeared, and then reappeared not far away.
"Space transfer..." Batman made a little calculation in his heart, "I have carried out four teleportation so far, and the distance of each teleportation is less than 100 meters. Is this the limit distance? And the number of times of use is not much. , maybe there is a price to use?"
Ulea didn't know that a certain detective was about to deduce his skills. After he landed smoothly, he tripped over a thief who was stealing a wallet, and thanked him with ten dollars from the lady who was almost stolen. Fei bought a cup of Coke, sat on the side of the road and drank it with a straw.
Ulea: Do good deeds every day, may the eyes of the secret star watch you~
Batman: …
Just...just not moving?
While he was thinking about the meaning of this behavior, the communicator rang.
"Hey, Bruce!" Dick's voice came, "Why haven't you come back at this point, are you still on patrol tonight?"
"Canceled tonight," Batman said, "I have other things to do."
"Oh..." Dick paused, and then eagerly said, "Then I'll go to watch the night alone."
"No." Batman said without hesitation for half a second, "You don't have the ability to go on night patrol alone, you can do other meaningful things."
Dick: "..."
What is incompetence?Can you speak? Even if one sentence is too dangerous, it is more heart-warming than this one!
Damn you big boss!
He changed his posture on the chair in the Batcave, stroked his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Uriah's data set on the side.
He picked up the information about the restaurant where Uriah used to work, and the surveillance video he saw that day appeared in his mind.
The scene of the middle-aged man who looked like the owner of the restaurant beating the poor boy with a stick seemed to be vivid.
"Okay..." Dick said, staring at the restaurant's message, "then I'll do something else... something meaningful."