Chapter 029: Don't Want to Go to Prison

There was no doubt that Wang Bo would absolutely not go to prison.

No matter what method he used, Wang Bo had to exonerate himself.

If there really was no way to escape conviction, Wang Bo would have to resort to some extraordinary measures, but unless things came to a last resort, he would not use such means.

After bidding farewell to Rachel Dawes, Wang Bo left the police station in the lawyer's car.

Under the lawyer's escort, Wang Bo once again arrived at Wayne Manor.

"Welcome, Mr. Adam. Master Bruce has been waiting for you for some time."

This time, it was once again the butler Alfred who opened the door for Wang Bo. In all of Wayne Manor, if there was anyone Wang Bo admired most, it would be the Batman among Batmans standing before him.

“I should say good afternoon, Alfred.”

"It is indeed afternoon. Shall I prepare afternoon tea?"

"If it's not too much trouble."

Under Alfred's guidance, Wang Bo arrived at the gymnasium of Wayne Manor, where he saw Bruce Wayne and Gwen engaged in combat.

But Gwen had clearly held back, after all, her strength was too terrifying—she could casually deliver a force of over ten tons.

This was not something that Bruce, an ordinary person, could withstand.

The two were not training strength, but technique.

However, to Wang Bo's surprise, Gwen seemed to surpass Bruce Wayne in skill.

That's impressive.

Because in Wang Bo's view, purely in terms of strength, Gwen should have the absolute upper hand.

But when it came to technique, Bruce Wayne had studied with the ninja master for several years, and had also traveled to learn from many masters, mastering a wide range of martial arts. He should have easily overwhelmed Gwen.

After all, Gwen fought solely by relying on her own formidable strength.

Although rich in combat experience, his fighting skills were not particularly refined.

But now, what did Wang Bo see?

He saw that Gwen was actually matching Bruce Wayne blow for blow in terms of technique, and even seemed to have the upper hand. For a moment, Wang Bo almost thought he was seeing things.

Bang!

With a dull thud, Gwen executed a shoulder throw, slamming Bruce Wayne hard onto the ground, producing a muffled sound that seemed painful just to hear.

If it were an ordinary person, they might not be able to get up for a while.

But Bruce Wayne was not an ordinary person; he was one who had trained in Ripple Qigong. As the Ripple spread, he quickly alleviated the pain and stood up swiftly.

"Let's stop here for today." Bruce Wayne glanced at Wang Bo, then turned to Gwen and said.

Gwen nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you, Bruce."

"Don't mention it. The stronger you are, the more helpful you are to us," Bruce said.

Wang Bo only then realized that in the fight just now, Bruce Wayne had been holding back, or rather, he was feeding moves to Gwen, helping her master combat techniques.

No wonder he got beaten so badly by Gwen.

Just then, the butler Alfred brought two towels, one for each, displaying the quintessential butler's demeanor.

Bruce picked up the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, asking, "What exactly happened? Why were you caught by the police and why are you being prosecuted?"

"It wasn't me, it was Adam," Wang Bo said calmly. "The things he did in the past have come to light, so the Gotham City prosecutor found me, had me arrested and brought back. In a few days, they'll file charges and send me to prison."

Bruce asked, "Why didn't you run?"

He was well aware that if Wang Bo was determined to escape, those police officers would never be able to catch him.

“Why would I run,” Wang Bo retorted. “And do you know the consequences if I did.”

"At worst, I'll be wanted in Gotham City. If I'm unlucky, maybe wanted nationwide." Bruce was very clear on this point.

Wang Bo was speechless. "Then why are you still urging me to run?" He didn't like a life of hiding and dodging.

"So, you want to go to prison?" Bruce Wayne asked.

"Of course not."

"Then you can only run away." Bruce saw through it clearly. "I know Rachel. If she wasn't absolutely certain, she wouldn't go to the trouble of bringing you back from Metropolis. Since she did bring you back, she's absolutely certain she can send you to Blackgate Prison."

"Heh, you even know who it was that captured me."

Bruce Wayne said, "Rachel is my friend. Is there any problem with me caring about her?"

"No," Wang Bo said bluntly. "But I don't want to go to prison."

"Then you can only run away," Bruce Wayne said helplessly. "The identity you used is too terrible, there's no way to clean it up. Even I can't help you wipe out your entire criminal record."

"You mean, if I don't run, I'm definitely going to jail?"

"That's right."

"Isn't there any other way?" Wang Bo asked. He really didn't want to flee unless absolutely necessary, because he knew very well that once he ran, he would be put on a blacklist and wanted nationwide in the United States.

At that time, countless people would try to capture themselves.

No matter where he went, once someone recognized him, they would call the police.

Unless one left the United States.

But the problem was that he was already wanted, so planes, ships, trains, and the like were out of the question.

The inspection alone would be impossible to pass.

Bruce Wayne threw the towel over the barbell and said, "The best way is to do what the Falcone family did: find a psychiatrist to certify that you're insane. That way, you can get off scot-free."

"Then let's do it that way." Wang Bo slapped his forehead — how could he have forgotten about this.

The Falcone family often did this: every time someone was caught by the police and prosecuted by the district attorney, they would contact Scarecrow to obtain a psychiatric certificate.

Then they could smoothly bring the Falcone family member to Arkham Asylum.

After a few days, one could return to the Falcone family.

Bruce said, "Are you really going to do this? If you do, the prosecutors will keep a close eye on you. At the slightest sign of trouble, they will not hesitate to indict you."

"I know, but I don't want to go to prison," Wang Bo said. "And if I do go to prison, I'm really afraid I won't be able to resist escaping."

Bruce Wayne said, "Actually, prison is not as bad as you imagine."

"You say that lightly, as if you've been in prison yourself."

"I have indeed been to prison, and there I met Ducard, the man you call Ra's al Ghul."

Wang Bo covered his face—how could he have forgotten about that?

"Even if everything you say is right, I still don't want to go to prison." Wang Bo had a natural aversion to imprisonment; in fact, this was a normal human reaction.