"I'm not joking. I really am a psychiatrist. My fees are exorbitant, but considering you just paid half the funds to keep GTO from disbanding, I can offer you one free therapy session," Schiller said sincerely.
"...When did I say I was going to pay?"
"So you intend to pay the full amount? Thank you for your generosity. When will you transfer the money?"
Batman no longer wanted to discuss the matter with Schiller. He did not even want to remain in the same room with him, so he put on his coat and headed for the door. "I hope you don't provoke Superman. He isn't someone you can manipulate. Once he realizes he's being used, he'll make the culprit pay."
"Are you worried about me?"
Batman looked as though he had eaten shit.
He practically fled, but Schiller merely smiled. He picked up his phone and saw the message Gordon had just sent him: "Penguin has gotten out."
The man was clever. As expected, he had not immediately returned to Gotham. Instead, he had rested up in Bludhaven and asked Gordon to prepare a car to take him to Metropolis.
If nothing unexpected had happened, he should have already met Superman. Penguin was a smart man. As long as he had heard of Superman's great reputation, he would understand that Superman's arrival was both supervision and assistance.
What Penguin feared most now was being captured by Pale Rider again. Clearly, even if Gordon had talked Pale Rider around, he had certainly done so reluctantly. If he changed his mind, things would become very troublesome.
But if Penguin could gain Superman's trust, it would not be so easy for Pale Rider to seize him again by force. That would give him some peace of mind.
Although Superman had already labeled