area51novel Chapter 60 This battle was lost from the very beginning.
Chapter 60 This battle was lost from the very beginning.
Jason has learned a lot of new slang from surfing the internet these past few days, mixed with the vulgar language unique to the East Side, and he's been making waves online.
"If you don't understand it, you just say it's fake. Are you looking at the world through horse eyes? Isn't it common knowledge that Chinese people have amazing martial arts? Are you a three-year-old who just got a cell phone? Go back to your mother's arms and nurse."
"Would a gang deliberately make a spectacle of themselves being humiliated? Didn't he already say he was just passing by? Were you constantly getting beaten up and no one helped you? No way, no way, surely no one has never been helped before?"
"I think you're just desperate to become famous, but you can't seem to achieve it, so you're getting all worked up here, right? If he wanted to be an internet celebrity, he could start a live stream right now and show his face. He'd be hundreds of times more famous than a nobody like you..."
He was so engrossed in replying to various posts that he almost didn't hear the door banging several times.
"Here it comes!"
Jason hurriedly put his phone away and ran to open the door for the people outside.
Not long after that day, Zheng En hired someone to help replace the broken door, which had been haphazardly secured with chains, with a proper iron door.
Although they each have a key, when there are people inside, those going out are often too lazy to bring it.
"Are those videos really that good? I felt sleepy after watching for less than two minutes."
As soon as the door opened, Casey put her hands on her hips and looked at Jason with a questioning expression.
"Who told you not to bring your keys?"
Jason, who was clearly not watching any professional videos, looked away without batting an eye and instead focused his gaze on the adult following behind her.
"Z, Jean!"
Jason exclaimed in surprise, almost revealing the other person's real name.
He was one of the few people who knew about Jung Eun's dual identity. He had just watched the video about the shooting incident during the court hearing and thought that Jung Eun would go out less during this period to avoid the limelight.
After all, the fact that the other party saved people was tantamount to openly challenging the Romans. Not long ago, Roman men had searched their area, so they might crack down even harder now.
Unexpectedly, Jung Eun showed up directly.
Jason was happy but also worried. He pulled Zheng En aside and whispered, "I saw what happened in court online. You'd better not come over anytime soon, or you might get caught."
Zheng En smiled. "Don't forget this." He pointed to his glasses, and Jason suddenly realized.
He was so concerned that he forgot about this thing.
Although he didn't understand why a pair of glasses could make such a big difference, Jason didn't think much of it. Now, after watching the program and learning about what happened during the trial, he silently attributed it to Chinese manufacturing and Chinese martial arts techniques.
Seeing that Jason agreed with this view, Zheng En just smiled and didn't intend to tell him the deeper reasons behind it.
In reality, it's highly likely that Falcone wasn't the one who arranged for the sniper during the trial.
After the trial was interrupted, Falcone, who was believed to be the mastermind behind it all, did not look well.
Zheng En noticed this at the time, and then he sent a group message to Gordon and Brock, thinking. Not long after, he realized that Falcone had no reason to do this.
The evidence that Harvey fought so hard to protect was all fake.
The Romans had already made preparations and replaced the evidence that Harvey and his men had collected.
It could be at the police station, or in court, or at any moment when they weren't paying attention.
It is said that money makes the world go round, and over the years, the Falcone family has spent countless sums of money in police stations, courts, city governments, and any government agencies they can infiltrate.
They can influence too many aspects.
From mayors, bureau chiefs, and judges to cleaners, waiters, and security personnel, that money translated into tangible power, allowing Falcone to influence the course of events at any time, whenever he wished.
This battle was lost from the very beginning.
With victory assured, Falcone had no reason to attack Xavi in public, especially with the media relentlessly pursuing the matter.
The fact that the other party is willing to appear in court means he doesn't intend to escalate the matter. The police chief, accused of colluding with him, has the best rebuttal to prove his innocence through legal procedures.
Zheng En could roughly understand Falcone's actions, which were common debunking tactics on the internet.
By mixing fabricated lies into a collection of facts, and then pointing out the lies when debunking the rumors, one can thereby negate the other facts.
For a simple example, Batman slapped Superman once, but when spreading the news, he said he slapped him twice. Then he had someone refute the rumor that Batman didn't slap Superman twice, thereby denying that Batman slapped Superman.
It was brutal but also very effective. If the shooting hadn't happened during the trial, the complicated details of the Arkham bombing case would probably have ended there.
But with the prosecutor's assistant narrowly escaping being shot in full view of the public, public attention to the incident will only increase.
Falcone should thank him for saving Harvey. If the prosecutor's assistant had died in court as the mastermind wished, the other party would have been in deep trouble.
There's a huge difference between bribing officials and getting rid of them.
Gangs may be powerful, but they don't need to go head-to-head with the government. Gotham is American Gotham, not Mexican Gotham.
The criminal empire established by the Romans was built on the foundation of order, and they valued long-term interests more than momentary impulses.
Unlike the madmen of Arkham, Falcone was willing to abide by the rules and participate in modifying them to suit himself and his family.
The Roman's current status is the result of generations of the Falcone family's accumulation in Gotham. For him, order is more likely to yield money and power than chaos.
But there's no need to go into those details.
Zheng En patted Jason on the head. "I bought a lot of things, and they're all piled up outside. Go help out."
"Um!"
Jason nodded emphatically and skipped out the door. Several children came in carrying bags and packages of food that Zheng En had bought.
Considering that the children here are in a critical period of growth and development, he mostly bought foods such as meat, eggs, milk, vegetables, and fruits.
Jung Eun had previously learned about what they usually ate. Basically, it was all kinds of cheap bread and cereal. They would buy whatever was cheapest, and when they were really short of money, they would steal. Sometimes, when they were craving something, they would buy some potato chips and cheap cheese sticks.
Normal cheese costs around ten dollars for a few dozen grams, while those cheap cheese sticks cost one dollar for a hundred grams. Zheng En couldn't even imagine what was added to them.
It's no wonder they all look thin, small, and malnourished from eating this kind of food.
The children eagerly carried things into the house, preferring to put in some work rather than expect something for nothing, and vying to help with the chores. Zheng En understood their thinking and didn't interfere.
Seeing that they had almost finished moving, Zheng En clapped his hands. "Alright, kids, I need your help with something."