Yes, he had entertained that idea back then, but hadn't it fallen through?
"I went to see Mr. Dent today. He told me that he did establish the Janus Company, and he was the one who bought the Ace Chemical Plant. But because he was worried about his psychological problems, he secretly transferred both to his most trusted friend a long time ago-you, Bruce Wayne."
His most trusted friend?
Bruce hadn't expected Harvey to still be willing to call him a "friend," even now, much less his "most trusted" one.
"Harvey..." Bruce began, then immediately stopped.
There was really no need to ask. Bruce knew better than anyone how Harvey was doing.
Badly. Very badly.
That bottle of sulfuric acid had seemingly only injured his body. In reality, it had shattered the balance Harvey had struggled to maintain for years, unleashing the demon deep within him that justice and kindness had once kept imprisoned.
His career, his love, even his beliefs had all collapsed overnight, leaving him to descend into hell alongside that demon.
"Although he doesn't seem to be doing very well, I think he can hold on a little longer." Miaomiao recalled the impression Mr. Dent had given her. "I can sense that the two souls inside Mr. Dent have been fighting all along. Although that soul is a little weaker, it has never truly given up. I think the reason Mr. Dent hasn't completely turned into an indiscriminate murderer, and instead chooses to flip a coin to decide whether to do good or evil, is the influence of his kind side."
Under Bruce's delighted gaze, Miaomiao said earnestly, "Bruce, I think you could look for the things or people Mr. Dent once cared about most, the ones most likely to bring out his good side, and have