Chapter 1175 Professor (38)
When Schiller came to the Gotham Police Department, Gordon received him very warmly. Specifically, all heavy weapons were deployed and aimed at Schiller to prevent him from suddenly pulling out something and blowing up the police station.
Schiller didn't care at all and was very satisfied with such security conditions.
Now, the firepower of the Gotham Police Department is incomparable. Not to mention various heavy weapons and large-caliber artillery, because of the increase in financial resources, the number of armed police has tripled, and each person is fully armed. There are also armed police cars specially tailored by the Wayne Group. Now it is basically a firepower level that the twelve families have to avoid seeing.
Also, because the previous police chief unfortunately died, the Gotham Police Department has not had a chief so far, but it is foreseeable that Gordon, as the detective with the highest academic level, the oldest qualifications and the most achievements, will take office. It is only a matter of time.
Schiller and Gordon came to the reception room of the police station. Schiller looked up and looked around, taking in the decoration here, and then said: "It looks like this place has been renovated, and the style is very good."
"Because only in this way can we attract more talents." Gordon took out a pack of cigars from under the table. Schiller raised his eyebrows, because this pack of cigars is very expensive, and it is a rare good product in Gotham.
"I found a problem." Gordon said: "It is difficult to impress those police academy students when I talk to them about how to uphold justice, but if I show them photos of the luxurious decoration here, cigars and fine wine, many people will be tempted."
"Then you are not afraid that they come here for money?" Schiller asked.
Gordon looked at Schiller in surprise and said, "What's wrong with you? Don't you know? In the entire police station, except for me, who doesn't come for money?"
"But no matter what they come for, they have to work. In this hellhole of Gotham, if you are willing to go out to work, you can be called a good partner of justice. If you are willing to work the night shift, you can be called a messenger of justice. It is also right to get a little more salary."
Schiller nodded, indicating that he understood. In a place like Gotham where no one is willing to come even if you are paid, even if you come for money, you at least have a certain sense of justice and determination to die. As long as you are slightly armed, you will be a very good policeman.
"You said that a serial killer has set his sights on you. What's wrong? Do they want to find you to learn from you?" Gordon looked at Schiller and asked.
Schiller turned his mouth to one side, showing a helpless expression, and said: "Do you think I am also a serial killer?"
"No, no, no." Gordon looked at his face and said: "You are much more terrifying than a serial killer. I think you should be the kind of professor who teaches serial killers how to kill people, just like the final villain in the TV series, Moriarty, you know?"
"You think too highly of me." Schiller shook his head, picked up the scissors to cut the cigar, and then said: "I don't have the ability of that professor to become a criminal consultant. At the beginning, I came to Gotham to avoid my enemies."
"By the way, those KGB last time..." Gordon hesitated.
"What are you worried about?" Schiller smiled and looked at Gordon and said, "If they can really liberate Gotham, won't you be able to realize your dream?"
Gordon thought about it, nodded and said, "That's true."
"Anyway, I need your help. If you don't mind, I want to stay in the police station for a few days to avoid the trouble outside." Schiller looked at Gordon with expectation.
Gordon snorted coldly and said, "You really told the truth. You must have come up with a big plan that is full of twists and turns. You plan to trap Batman or someone similar. You want to hide in here because you are afraid that they will seek revenge?"
"You found out all this." Schiller took a puff of cigar and leaned on the sofa. Looking at Gordon's burning eyes, Schiller gently exhaled the smoke and said, "Well, I have a plan, or, in fact, that is not my plan."
"You should know that I suffer from dissociative identity disorder. The Schiller you know is actually one of my personalities." Schiller did not explain Gordon too deeply, but just explained his situation with the simplest split personality. He continued.
"You should have noticed that Batman has changed a lot. He has found his own way and his own theoretical ideas. In short, he intends to eliminate criminals fundamentally by solving social problems."
Gordon nodded and said, "That's right. If everyone can have enough food and clothing, the crime rate will definitely drop."
"However, there are many born crazy people in this world. Even if they are well fed and clothed, and can even realize all their desires, they still want to kill people, and they enjoy killing people."
"Solving social problems alone will not completely solve this group of people. Batman's professor, that is, another me, thinks it is necessary to remind him of this, and he thinks that Batman should accumulate some practical experience in advance."
"You mean..."
Schiller took another puff of the cigar and slowly said, "In short, find a few perverted killers for him to practice... Don't look at me, I'm just an ordinary person."
Seeing the "you're kidding me" expression on Gordon's face, Schiller sighed helplessly and continued, "But the professor has something to do and can't control his body for the time being, so he gave me this task."
"To complete this task, we have to find a way to contact those serial killers, but it happens that the professor has established a club before, which is probably to allow serial killers to communicate and exchange with each other through various literary newspapers and magazines."
Gordon slowly widened his eyes, and his face showed an expression of "you actually said I wronged you?!" He raised his voice and said, "You established a club for serial killers?!!"
"Don't make a fuss." Schiller waved his hand and said, "And I said it was not me, it was the professor who did it."
"I thought about it." Schiller touched his chin and said, "It's too troublesome to call the serial killers one by one, so I used this club to The characteristics of the club called them all at once. "
Gordon's eyes were almost popping out, and Schiller showed a smug expression. He said: "The way this club operates, in simple terms, is to add some codes that only people in the club can understand in the published articles."
"When readers discover this code, they will understand that this is actually an article written by their peers, and they can think about some of the views in their articles, or publish another article to refute him."
"At the same time, we will also agree on a time. After a murder case is reported in a local newspaper, the murderer of the case will use a special code to claim the case, and the rest of the people will know the method and details of the case, so that they can understand the level of the murderer. We call this academic exchange."
Gordon shuddered. He looked at Schiller's indifferent expression and felt a chill on his back.
"After I took over the body, I found that the original professor had a paper that was almost completed. The general structure and important parts were written, and only some details were left unfinished."
"So, I slightly modified the paper."
Gordon's expression stiffened for a moment. He had a bad premonition, so he asked: "... What did you modify?"
"In short, I made a lot of nonsense about Gotham, Gotham Vigilante Batman, and myself!"
Schiller laughed and said, "Anyway, it creates a feeling that you are not a hero if you don't come to Gotham."
"In the paper, I emphasized that Gotham's hellish security situation, the crazy, chaotic and evil urban atmosphere, and the traffic rules that even the devil must give way to three points."
"Then, it highlights the powerful Gotham Vigilante Batman, who has a super high IQ, unparalleled reasoning ability, and is unparalleled in the world. "Then, I used Batman to highlight the most powerful psychiatrist in the world, Schiller Rodriguez, that is, myself." Schiller clapped his legs and laughed, saying: "There are not many opportunities to brag about myself like this! I have portrayed myself as an extremely powerful psychiatrist who can even treat Batman, won all duels with Batman, and became the most troublesome criminal for him, no one else, hahahahahaha!" Gordon looked at Schiller's smile with some doubts. After Schiller finished laughing, he looked at him and said, "What's wrong? Don't you think this is funny? I use an exaggerated story to highlight another exaggerated story, and then another exaggerated story..." "...Where is the exaggeration?" Gordon asked. "Isn't it exaggerated?" Schiller was stunned for a moment and asked back, then hesitantly said: "Am I exaggerating? ... Am I not?"
Gordon's expression did not change, but he shook his head quickly. He said: "Asking the TV station to make a documentary, I think it's too subtle."
Failed to get resonance, Schiller curled his lips, then shrugged and said: "Anyway, that group of very arrogant guys will definitely not accept it, so there will definitely be a lot of people coming to Gotham, and they will definitely confront Batman, so that he can get enough training."
"In addition, if Batman can They are all eliminated... Oh, no, it's okay to eliminate half of them. If half of the people in the club are gone, I can update the code more slowly..."
"Also, if their attention is on me, they won't go looking for Batman, so I plan to hide for a while. The Gotham Police Department should be a good hiding place. I think I can stay here for a while, right?"
Gordon took a breath and said, "It's okay for you to live here, but do you really think you can avoid those serial killers like this?"
"Can't? Isn't this the legendary dark under the lamp?"
"No, that's not what I meant." Gordon shook his head, then he leaned back slightly and looked at Schiller from head to toe. Only when Schiller felt a little creepy did Gordon say:
"Schiller, do you feel that you are actually a little... unlucky?"
"Unlucky?" Schiller said in confusion: "How am I unlucky? I feel that my luck is still quite..."
"Bang! Bang!"
"Sheriff Gordon, we meet again! Now, squat down with your hands on your head! Otherwise, don't blame me... Schiller???!!!"
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