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Chapter 410: I Wont Say Whos Having Bad Luck (3)

The traffic situation in Gotham has improved more in the past year than in the past ten years combined.

First, the new mayor came into office with a bang and focused on traffic issues. During several days of traffic safety events, although the central roundabout of Gotham was almost turned into ruins, it demonstrated the new mayor's determination to prioritize traffic safety over everything else, even if it meant destroying the world.

Secondly, logistics issues affected the development of the gang industry, making most of the gang bosses realize that they couldn't just fish in troubled waters. They needed to invest in infrastructure before earning profits, or else they would all end up stuck in traffic and unable to make money.

Although these gang bosses haven't read many books, their desire for money is very high. Driven by their interests, they not only actively participated in traffic safety events, providing ample firepower support for traffic police and police, but also hired various professional personnel at great expense to reorganize Gotham's transportation network. They even invited some excellent traffic police officers to come to the city to help them maintain traffic.

The previously short-tempered and uncultured drivers also realized that they needed smooth roads to have more opportunities. With the development of logistics, there were more vehicles on the road, and they no longer had to work for a low-wage gang. They could look for better jobs. Therefore, although they still grumbled, most people finally learned to obey simple traffic rules.

With so many measures working together, Gotham's traffic situation has improved significantly, but if one had to choose a typical example, the most chaotic area is still the central roundabout.

This transportation hub has a long history, built by the first group of Europeans who landed here. At that time, it was just a normal town square. Later, some families in Gotham preserved the original structure when building here, making it the largest and busiest roundabout hub in the central area of Gotham.

The problem is, when Europeans built this place, they assumed that only they would use it, and they all understood traffic rules. However, the later users were mostly truck drivers who hadn't read many books and had short tempers.

Because the traffic situation here was so bad, Gordon had to borrow Batman's high-powered bat signal to act as a traffic light. Later, Schiller found Marvel's group of heroes, increased the power of the traffic light, and made it the brightest light in Gotham.

Coupled with traffic police monitoring traffic rules with rocket launchers on the central observation tower, Gotham University interns responsible for ticketing and towing, the traffic situation at the central roundabout has finally improved.

Drivers can finally see the huge four-way traffic light clearly and understand the different lights, such as stopping at a red light and going on a green light. They know when they can turn and when they must stop and wait.

This is indeed a good phenomenon, but it doesn't hide the drivers' short tempers. They always feel that their green light time is too short, and everyone else's green light time seems longer, so there are often various arguments in the central roundabout area, which even promoted the development of Gotham's hip-hop culture for a while.

After all, you don't even need to buy a ticket. Just have a car and the courage to dive into the congested area of the central roundabout, and you can enjoy a free rap concert that covers all English and English slang curses.

But fortunately, even if the green light time is short, there is still a green light. Waiting will only make them irritable and impatient, not violent. This situation has continued for a long time, and the overall traffic situation is heading towards benign development.

Until one day, a big green light bulb that could be seen clearly from all four directions fell on top of the entire traffic light.

If you look down at the central roundabout from high above, you will find that when this huge green light bulb suddenly lights up, almost all the cars don't hesitate to step on the gas pedal, resulting in a cacophony of "pops", "clicks", "bangs", "booms"...

Then there's the rap concert, and the endless "dada dada dada"...

In fact, the central roundabout has not always been spared from being destroyed. Most people just shoot a few bullets at the cars out of anger, and that's it. If they really start fighting with others, it means that these two sides have long-standing grudges and just use this as an excuse to explode. As soon as the police arrive, the chaos will quickly be calmed down.

But the only problem is that, unfortunately, there is one very innocent college professor who was forced to be involved in this chaos, and that is Schiller.

Returning to DC again, Schiller was in a good mood because college professors have vacation time. He didn't take his vacation last year, so he planned to finish teaching the current section, assign a paper, and then go on vacation.

Today is his last day of work before his vacation.

Schiller didn't have grand vacation plans. He just wanted to go to nearby Brookhaven to see the scenery. It has now become an emerging tourist destination on the east coast, and staying there for a few days is the choice of many middle-class citizens in Gotham.

But there is no room for taking a train or a plane, and Americans prefer to drive for road trips, so Schiller originally planned to drive there himself.

But now, he is standing on the side of the road, looking at his Ford Model T, whose front bumper was almost completely smashed and two rear wheels had flown out completely, and he sighed deeply.

Here's what happened: when all the drivers saw the green light, they all stepped on the gas pedal and rushed out because these drivers had been very impatient for a long time. They didn't want to judge whether the light on the pole was really green, but Schiller knew that it wasn't really green, so he didn't step on the gas pedal immediately.

As a result, the car behind him directly hit his car and slammed into the pickup truck in front of him.

As we all know, the middle car often suffers the most damage in this kind of rear-end accident. If it weren't for Schiller's spider-sense, he would have been pinned to the seat by the airbag.

Just as Schiller was considering who to call in this situation, a very familiar figure walked over. Evans greeted Schiller, took a look at him, and then a look at Schiller's car. He stopped his steps and silently stepped back two steps.

He said, "Good morning, Professor."

"Why are you standing so far away?" Schiller looked at him and asked, then waved to him and said, "Come over here. Who should I call in this situation? You know I'm an outsider. Is there a towing company around here?"

Evans showed no intention of coming forward. He just stood there and said, pursing his lips, "There is, but..."

Just then, another group of people walked over. A man in a suit holding a book looked Schiller up and down, then took a glance at his car and said, "Serious damage to the vehicle, the towing fee will be increased by 20%. Poole, you go take care of his car. Thank you for choosing Dahl Towing Company."

Schiller sighed, put his hand in his pocket, took out his wallet, and said as he flipped through it, "Okay, how much is the towing fee?"

"$120, sir."

Schiller looked him up and down, quite incredulous, and said, "What did you say? $120?"

"The situation is special, sir. Can't you see that? It's car waiting for people now. If you don't choose us, that guy Leighton will charge you even more. He dares to ask for $200!"

Schiller shook his head. If this were 21st century New York in the Marvel world, this price would be acceptable, but now it's 1988, and most units of consumption are still in cents.

At this moment, Evans walked up and wanted to help Schiller, but Schiller gave him a look to stop him and took out two bills from his wallet and said, "Here."

Dahl took the money and whistled because he found that he had received an extra $10. He immediately waved to the other side of the car and said, "Poole, be gentle, this is our big customer!"

He flicked the bills with his fingers and said, "In Gotham, not many people tip. Thank you, sir. We promise that your car will arrive safely at its destination. Dahl is the most professional towing company. If you need us again, look for us!"

Evans looked at Schiller and shrugged, "At least their service attitude is not bad, right?"

Schiller calmly put his wallet away and looked around at the chaos, as Dahl had just said, most of the cars were damaged, and the central roundabout was a mess, with the middle island reduced to rubble.

Then Schiller looked up at the sky.

So where is the green light that just landed, or rather, Green Lantern Hal, now?

He was now floating hundreds of meters in the air, watching everything happening below in horror.

Previously, he thought that Gotham was simple and honest, but now he knew that Gotham was truly simple and honest.

He wanted to do something to remedy the situation, but his intuition told him that it was better not to go down there now.

As it turned out, Hal's intuition was quite accurate because not only Schiller but also Batman's family was in trouble.

Before Green Lantern Hal landed on the lamp post, Bruce was driving with Selena, Aisha, Dick, and the butler Alfred to the hospital for a check-up.

It wasn't because Bruce wanted to give them a check-up, but because the butler Alfred wanted to ensure that Bruce's unusual lifestyle during this period did not cause any problems for his body. Although he could have asked a doctor to come to the house, Alfred wanted everyone to have a more comprehensive examination, so it was better to go to the hospital.

They had an appointment for a morning check-up, so early in the morning, Bruce drove them to the hospital. They had prepared to be stuck in the central roundabout for a while, but they didn't expect to be stuck there for the whole day.

Bruce's experience was the same as Schiller's. When all the drivers thought it was a green light, he found out that it was not a green light but Green Lantern Hal, so he didn't step on the gas pedal.

Fortunately, the cars he drove were all safe vehicles, much stronger than the old Ford, so the two cars in front and behind him suffered more damage. Bruce's car was unscathed.

But this didn't mean he wasn't angry. Gotham's traffic had improved, and Bruce was also happy about it, which had provided him with some convenience. But why did this guy covered in green light have to come here and cause trouble?

And Alfred was even angrier. In that instant, he also saw Hal's appearance.

And a few days ago, he actually discovered this guy covered in green light, who not only appeared to be following Aisha but also seemed to be following Batman.

The butler squinted his eyes and looked up into the sky. In the densely clouded sky of Gotham, he keenly caught a faint green light.

And at this moment, Hal shivered violently.

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