Chapter 1270: A Pair of Solitary Shadows (10)

Schiller paused for a moment, took out a pen from his suit pocket, and gently turned it in his hand. Bian

"He is feeling anxious." Bruce's voice echoed in the theater: "This pen is a mental stabilizer he uses to recall his professorship. I often see it."

"When he was reading your paper?"

"When he was reading my paper." Bruce turned to look at Hal who asked the question and said, "But at that time, a pen was not enough."

"If you don't mind, Mr. March, can you please hang your clothes on the hanger?" Schiller's tone was still quite gentle, and there was no impatience.

"I don't see any hangers, where are they?" March turned his head and looked at the door and said.

Diana covered her forehead, sighed and said, "I absolutely do not mean to discriminate against the poor, but I think anyone with a little knowledge should know that rich people have a separate room for clothes at home, and they don't have a hanger by the door like ordinary people to hang coats."

"Usually, a waiter will take the clothes and send them to the wardrobe in the cloakroom that is specially used to store guests' clothes. It is usually on the left side of the cloakroom. If the owner is the only one at home, they can also fold the neat clothes and put them on the back of the chair with the owner's permission." Bian

"Isn't March doing this?" Clark asked.

"The clothes must be neat and folded, and more importantly, the owner's consent must be obtained first." Bruce looked at Clark. He knew that the small town boy lacked common sense in this area. It had nothing to do with his intelligence level. He just had no contact with this kind of life, so he naturally didn't know what to do.

"In this kind of communication, it is very important for both parties to keep their appearance clean. Once the clothes are dirty or damaged, the current conversation should be ended immediately, apologize to the other party, and then go to the bathroom to deal with it. If it is not handled well in a short time, today's conversation may end here." Diana explained patiently.

"Oh." Clark made a syllable of sudden realization, and then pointed to the screen and said: "Just now Schiller got the red wine on his tie. Did he deliberately want to end this conversation?"

"Yes, this is exactly the purpose of our observance of etiquette. We don't have to say to the other party rudely, 'I don't want to talk to you anymore, please leave immediately', but use a more euphemistic way to express that we should separate temporarily now."

Several ordinary people of ordinary origins present nodded, thinking, and Bruce said: "This is the way the upper class keeps them separated from the poor class, creating a set of etiquette that the lower class cannot touch or even imagine, to prevent those who can't bring them benefits from participating in their lives."

"It sounds evil." Barry curled his lips and said. Bian

Before Bruce could speak, Clark said thoughtfully: "It seems that every circle is like this. When my father went to the gathering of the farm group, his dress and speech were different from the past."

"He is not a particularly rough countryman. He likes to pay attention to international current affairs. He has read a lot of books and even has a master's degree in agronomy. He also respects my mother and considers her opinions on everything."

"But at the party, he behaved like the male owner of the farm family that has been passed down from generation to generation. He is bold and unrestrained, even a little barbaric, chauvinistic, and likes to flick his lips, just like this."

Clark made a weird face, and several people laughed. Jason supported his face with one hand and said: "This is not a completely bad thing. Every gang has some secret codes that others can't understand, even eyes and expressions. In addition to being able to convey information at critical moments, it also makes us feel safe, as if we have a lot of "our own people" . "

"Keeping the same secret is the best way to form an alliance. "Harry said, "The same is true for observing the same set of etiquette."

"Obviously, this Mr. March is not from this circle." Constantine shook his head and said, "He is not deliberately showing off or intentionally retaining his personality, but he does not understand, but still wants to pretend."

"In fact, there are many people in every circle who are unique but can still get by." Bruce looked at Constantine's face and said, "But there is a difference between personality and stupidity. You have to be a smart person before you can be a weirdo, otherwise you will look stupid in addition to being weird." Bian

"I almost thought that the professor was sitting here." Constantine smiled, raised his eyebrows at Bruce and said, "Who almost cried because of Schiller's love for someone else just now?"

Bruce turned his head back, not looking at Constantine with a teasing look on his face, but looking back at the screen.

Schiller's eyes fell on the clothes on the back of the chair. The dust and moisture on the coat were not a big problem. The leather of the chair was not very expensive, and the folded clothes were not ugly. This action was still within the scope of understandable bold behavior.

But the problem was that March threw his clothes on a chair on one side and sat down on a chair on the other side. He sat alone on the single sofa, looking particularly funny in front of his clothes.

Schiller stood there, and the obvious pause in his hand made everyone in the theater seem to hear a sentence - "Then I'll leave?"

Hal still couldn't help laughing, he patted his knees and said with a smile: "Schiller has nowhere to sit!"

"This is the first time I've encountered such a situation. Is this Lincoln March going to let his coat give him psychological counseling? If he wants to get the warmth of Schiller's coat, then he's thinking too much." Bian

"It's quite embarrassing." Barry turned his head away, he was almost digging his toes , but couldn't help but secretly glance at the screen, and asked curiously: "So, what will Schiller do? Where will he sit?"

On the screen, the professor walked around from behind the chair where March was sitting, patted the back of the chair gently with his hand, and then walked towards the stairs and said: "Mr. March, let's go to the second floor, where the view is better and it is suitable for entertaining distinguished guests like you."

March turned his head to look at him, and before he stood up, Schiller had already walked up the stairs. Because Schiller walked in front, he could be the first to sit on the chair by the window on the second floor.

"Perfect solution." Diana couldn't help but admire: "Although I don't know much about this professor, I only heard of him from Bruce's words, but there is no doubt that he is a gentleman."

"In celebrity social occasions, the embarrassing situation of newcomers sitting in the wrong seats often occurs. Usually, people will remind him calmly, but it is still a bit embarrassing to change seats under the gaze of others, which is equivalent to admitting one's mistake."

"Although every newcomer has such a day, I really prefer the professor's way of handling it, calling people out and letting them vacate their seats so that the right person can sit in the right place. Sit up, the newcomer will understand that he made a mistake when he comes back, but it will not be so embarrassing if he sits in the new seat like a new guest. "

"I dare say this is just the beginning." Constantine threatened, leaning on one side of the chair, laughing and saying: "Then let's see if this professor can be elegant to the end." Bian

Diana and Bruce also cast their eyes on the screen. As celebrities with real experience, they can see that March will make stupid mistakes again and again. They also want to know how the professor will resolve the embarrassment again and again?

To be honest, this scene is rare. In the eyes of a few people who know Schiller better, Schiller rarely needs to tolerate others. He often hates everyone equally. Sometimes others have been rebuked by him and driven out of the office before they make mistakes.

The reason why Schiller tolerated March to run wild in his territory is nothing more than that the Batman of this universe gave him a lot of pressure. There is no such Batman in their universe. This good show, if you miss it once, you will have to wait another hundred years.

Schiller stood up again until March sat opposite him, and took out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses from the low cabinet on the wall of the reception area on the second floor.

When Schiller sat back, March smiled at him. Schiller stood beside his chair, leaned forward, and placed one of the glasses in front of March. Because he was slightly closer to him, he could see the expression on March's face clearly.

"Lincoln March's expression has changed." Jason's voice became low, but very sure: "He feels a little safer, why?"

Bruce immediately set his eyes on Jason, and he blinked quickly, as if he was amazed, and then he said in the same low tone: "There are traces of two wine glasses on the table, and more importantly, the red wine stains that Schiller spilled before are still on it." Bian

"Didn't Professor Schiller clean up the house before?" Clark asked.

"Schiller left it on purpose." Bruce replied, "After seeing the body, Schiller knew that this lousy murderer would definitely come after him."

"The murderer didn't know who Schiller was. He might just think that Schiller was an ordinary person or an autopsy expert. He thought he could fool Schiller. He enjoyed the excitement and pleasure of being so arrogant in front of the key figures of the police."

"Schiller was very clear about his mentality, so he knew that he would definitely come, so he wiped the rest of the tables clean, leaving only the one that was dirty when talking to Batman."

"Schiller left the trace on purpose for the murderer to see." Bruce thought and deduced, "The purpose is to make the murderer think that he had talked with someone here. The atmosphere was harmonious at the beginning, and he drank red wine, but the result of the conversation was not satisfactory. The red wine was spilled during the quarrel."

"What is the purpose of leaving this hint?" Barry asked.

Bruce did not answer, but just looked at the screen in silence. He knew that Schiller's next move would reveal this. Bian

"I believe you must be a lucky person." Schiller sat down and unbuttoned his suit, and said, "Mr. March, I don't want people to visit me rashly. It's not because I'm afraid of noise, but because I'm a little busy at work. If people come without an appointment, they may encounter me talking to other guests, which will not only disturb our conversation, but also be in vain."

"Oh, so I'm really lucky?" March glanced at the marks on the table again and said, "You just don't have any guests?"

"No, I did, but we ended the conversation early and left here. Otherwise, according to the professional ethics of psychologists, I'm afraid I can only turn you away."

"I know that being a psychologist is a very hard job. Many patients have no sense of propriety, but you can only endure it. Unpleasant conversations will ruin all good moods. Money can't make up for this trauma." March said in a sincere tone.

"It's not a good sign." Constantine suddenly said, "He is trying to create resonance with Schiller, trying to get his words into Schiller's heart, trying to make Schiller think that someone understands him, so that he can confide his secrets to him."

"A huge misjudgment." Bruce's words were even more extreme: "Anyone with a little common sense would not use this trick on a psychiatrist, because psychiatrists have said this countless times, almost engraved into their bones."

Barry frowned slightly, he recalled and said, "It seems to be like this. Before I went out on a field trip, I also received a psychological assessment. The first sentence the psychiatrist said was, ' I know your job is very hard and you have to face a lot of pressure.'" Bian

"Because this is a prelude to open your heart, and the way to play it is very simple. You don't need to really empathize with it. You just need to make the situation more serious. "

"Actually, I am wondering about a problem." Diana frowned deeper and deeper, and said: "I am not a detective, I am not good at reasoning, I just have a little understanding of the red tape of this upper class society, and the rest depends on intuition. Do you think that this March is a little strange? "

"We all see his strangeness, ma'am." Constantine said.

"No, I'm not referring to his attitude of pretending to be ignorant of etiquette. I've seen this attitude in many liars who want to blend into the upper class. It's not surprising at all. What I'm surprised about is that March doesn't really not understand."

"He understands something, but not completely. Or it's a bit like someone has instilled theory in him, but he has never practiced it himself, so there is an awkward feeling of separation between thoughts and actions."

"And this awkward feeling is more obvious against the backdrop of Schiller's natural behavior."

Listening to Diana's slightly puzzled tone, Bruce slowly narrowed his eyes, obviously thinking of something. Bian

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