Chapter 2250

The United States is known as the country on wheels, almost every family has at least one car, and the driver's license has become a federal ID card.

the transport administration sounds like an ordinary traffic control department, but in this country, it is considered as a registered residence branch.

If you want to find one person out of eight million people, but you can't find it, you'd better check the driver's license system first. If you can't find one person, you can check the social security system again, because the former is less confidential. Even if you don't use gray means, you can find various reasons to check.

Of course, Su Ming can't use this method. He just needs to sneak into the unfreezing traffic control hall, find a working intranet computer, and then let the strangulation read the data in the database.

The process was very smooth. There was not even a security guard here tonight. Even the alarm and other things were damaged by the freezing.

The next victim is Jean Paul, the "angel of death" on earth. According to Gideon's timeline, this madman will kill Gordon, mutilate Barbara, blow up the city and let Batman kill in the future.

Of course, that was before Su Ming stepped in, because the original time line jack would turn back into a clown tonight and break out of the temporary blackgate prison again, pretending to be God to make Paul a lunatic.

Now, without the clown as an inducement, the development of things may be very different.

But Sumin still didn't intend to let Paul live, because the reason why he and Bruce Wayne were hostile came from their two families' grudges over the past two hundred years. As long as he knew what had happened in the past, whether there were clowns or not, he would go crazy.

In short, his family ancestors were one of the founders of Gotham, but later the Wayne ancestors killed the man and took everything from their family.

Jean Paul of the world is a Vietnam War veteran who has suffered serious sequelae from exposure to chemical and biological weapons, including cancer, and now has only six months to live.

He was old, poor and poor, and could only rely on the relief of the government and the church.

In the original timeline, after the clown told him part of the truth and hypnotized him, the angry veteran turned into a killing machine.

Because it's so unfair, why is Bruce Wayne enjoying what his ancestors took away from his ancestors, while he looks down on his illness? Being discriminated against everywhere?

Although he had been retired from the army for a long time, his skill of killing people was declining. He was much taller than the angel of death in the main world. He was more than two meters tall. His whole body was like a bear in the shape of a human. He could easily crush his head.

The belief in God in his heart made him become a crazy madman. With the support of faith, he could shield all the pain and suffering and concentrate on the task that God gave him to purify Gotham.

It's enough to have a laughing bat in the multiverse. Su Ming doesn't want Batman on this earth to start killing from the angel of death.

So, the solution is to kill Jean Paul first, so that no one can kill Batman.

Is it appropriate to sentence a person to death for something that hasn't happened?

Come on, the death knell is not a superhero. He knows a lot about the inertia of the world. It's the safest way to kill people. That's all.

Besides, there is another advantage of killing Jean Paul. As long as the scene is arranged with a lot of mysteries, Batman will surely be intrigued and won't follow everyone to earth 0. He and Jack will be perfectly separated.

"Hum!"

"Oh, yes. Let me see where our prey nests are."

In the central district to the south of the city, there is a relatively quiet community. Because this is the rear of penguin territory, there will be no violent street conflicts.

After all, penguin is a businessman. If there are always "bloody streets" on the site, it is not good for business.

The buildings in this community are very old, including a church which has been built for an unknown number of years. In the event of ice city, the city survived.

But then the short daylight melted the snow, and the city's street drainage was facing serious challenges. All the melting water from other cities flowed to the lower side.

In the middle of the night, there are lights inside the church. A white haired old man is quietly cleaning up the water stains on the floor with a mop. Not long ago, it was like a tsunami in the street. A lot of sewage climbed the steps, crossed the threshold, and flowed into the temple of the Lord.

That's not good. It has to be cleaned up all night.

There was water everywhere in the church. He even forgot how many buckets of sewage he had poured out. He had only the idea of serving God. He was humble and calm.

The small pool of water glowed with candle light, and it swayed gently on the red wood floor, like the mellow beauty of "God's blood", until the mop quickly wiped it out and sucked it dry.Jean Paul straightened up to catch his breath. Advanced bone cancer didn't affect his cleaning company much, but it was always painful.

"Let, how do you feel?"

With the sound of wet contact between the shoes and the floor, the priest stepped out of the side room. He stood under the cross and asked his old friend with concern.

"I don't think it's going to work, father." Paul, leaning on his moped, shook his head: "even if I call the name of God in my heart, my whole body is in great pain."

"It doesn't sound good news. Maybe you should go to the hospital."

Priests are not crazy believers. The history of the church guiding patients to drink holy water for treatment has long passed.

"It's no use. I only have six months left. If I get chemotherapy, I can last a year? Who knows. " The old man continued to lower his head and twist the mop in the bucket, but the blue veins on his arm made him not look so calm: "but I don't have enough money, and I won't go to the hospital to waste money. I would rather die in the light of the Lord and use my savings and strength to add luster to his glory."

The priest in Black opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he changed his view obviously: "I'm sorry to hear that. Let's go home early and have a rest? You know, there's no need to wipe it so clean, until sunrise tomorrow, everything will go as it should

"You go home and have a rest first. Wiping the floor can help me concentrate, but it's easier to ignore the pain." The old man began to work again, drawing another stain with his mop: "maybe it will help me to make a good impression on my Lord, so that when I see him, he can ignore the dirty things I have done in the past."

"It was war, you just obeyed orders." The priest was used to this believer's stubbornness, and when he heard his past recollection, he could not help but talk.

Paul raised his head and gave a wry smile. He shook his head a little tired: "I killed more than 100000 people with chemical and biological weapons in the Vietnam War. It's not as simple as obeying orders...

" you are born guilty, but my Lord is tolerant and merciful, and you have been forgiven by the Lord. "

The priest made a cross on his chest. He was familiar with the road, and the rosary beads made a soft collision sound under the candlelight.

The old man walked to the bathroom with the bucket in his hand. He walked unsteadily, but soon left the scope of the candle. His voice came from the shadow: "I think my end is retribution. It must be that my crime has not been redeemed."

The priest hesitated, called out to him, closed his eyes and tangled for a moment, then said, "you know our family has always been connected, right? I have a big secret about you, about Gotham. Do you want to hear it? Perhaps you can do something more remembered by God, like sweeping the darkness of Gotham and letting the light of the Lord shine here? "

Let Paul put down the bucket in his hand, pull off the towel from his shoulder and wipe his hands. His eyes flashed with enthusiasm:

"tell me how to spread the glory of the Lord. I, the dying man, may still be able to do something meaningful."

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