Chapter 298: The Three Detectives (Part 2)

In the car, Gordon looked pale. Five murders occurred in a few days. Not only were the victims important figures, but the deaths were also very fancy. Gordon was also under a lot of pressure.

Unlike Batman, Gordon was just an ordinary person. He was exhausted from working so hard, staying up late, and being busy. When he was in the car, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak.

Raindrops hit the car window. Schiller, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back at Gordon's pale face and said, "Sheriff, why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

Gordon smiled reluctantly and said, "I used this to persuade Batman a few days ago. I didn't expect it would be my turn today. But I have the same answer as him. I think I'm fine. At least I can hold on until dawn today..."

Schiller seemed to want to say something else, but Batman said, "We're here."

He seemed a little anxious because this boarding school was the one Dick was studying in. Dick had just started school for two days. Today should be his first day of formal classes, but something like this happened. Batman was a little worried. After all, he asked Dick to come here to study.

Batman was the first to enter the gate of the boarding school, but the person who came up to him grabbed Gordon's hand in police uniform and said, "Detective Gordon, right? I called the police. Go to the seventh floor. Mrs. Sanchez, she...she..."

It was an old man with a hunched figure, wearing the kind of black robe commonly seen in boarding schools. Gordon comforted him and asked, "Are you a teacher in this school? What's going on? Can you tell us?"

The old man led them into the school and said, "I'm not a teacher. I'm just a key manager, responsible for locking the doors of important rooms after the students go to bed."

"Just now, when I was about to go to the seventh floor to check if the room door was locked, I saw... I don't know, but God..."

"Did you see any suspicious people?" Gordon asked routinely. The old man shook his head and said, "This school is strictly managed. Ordinary people are not allowed to come in. Teachers will return to their rooms after class. No students are allowed to wander around at night..."

"Boarding schools are like this. The children here are also very obedient and have never caused any trouble."

Batman wanted to ask about Dick's situation, but he didn't want to expose Dick's relationship with Batman. Schiller looked at him and said, "This school is very strict ...This is the case in all boarding schools. The children here are also very obedient and have never caused any trouble."

Batman wanted to ask about Dick's situation, but he didn't want to expose Dick's relationship with Batman. Schiller looked at him and said, "This school is very strict. Ordinary people are not allowed to come in. This school is very strict. I don't know if you can come in and take a look at him. Seeing his expression, he asked the old man: "Do you have a child named Dick here?"

"Dick? We have at least five or six Dicks here, which one are you looking for?"

"Dick Grayson, do you know where he is now?"

The old man shook his head and said: "There are too many children named Dick here. I am old and I can't remember who they are."

Schiller did not ask any more questions, but said: "Tell us where Mrs. Sanchez's room is, and we will go up by ourselves."

The old man shook his head slowly and said: "The stairs here are not easy to walk. I will take you to the seventh floor, and then you can go in by yourself."

As he said, The old man took them up two more floors and came to the seventh floor of the boarding school. The old man turned and left. As soon as he reached the seventh floor, Gordon shivered and said, "Why do I feel a little cold here?"

Schiller also felt an unusual cold breath spreading in the corridor. He said to Gordon, "Detective, you are not in good condition. Stay here first. Batman and I will go in."

Gordon did not show off because he really felt very uncomfortable. He stepped back a few steps, opened the window in the stairwell, and then leaned against the wall. He felt better. He waved to the two of them, signaling them to go quickly. Schiller and Batman walked deep into the corridor.

As soon as he walked into the darkness, Schiller's eyes stopped at a black mark in the corner of the wall. He squatted down and observed it carefully and said, "It seems that the things here should also be related to supernatural powers."

"If it is really the so-called devil, is there any way we can deal with it?"

"According to the theory of mysticism, there are many things that can deal with devils, such as crosses, holy water, statues of the Virgin Mary, etc., but I don't think we will encounter real devils here."

As they said, they had come to the door of the second room. Schiller pushed the door open without hesitation and walked in. The scene inside was not bloody, but very strange.

There was a mummy standing in the middle of the room, charred and shrunken, standing straight in place, surrounded by a magic circle-like pattern. Batman walked over and said, "This pattern is different from the previous one, and the drawing method is also different."

"But they seem to have used the same element, which is the hexagram representing the devil, and these small patterns are also a bit similar..."

Schiller walked around the mummy and went to the table behind him. The table was very messy, with everything on it. There were a pile of bottles and jars on the first row of shelves, a pile of waste paper below, and a box on the left with messy herbs. There were also some incomprehensible words engraved on the table mat.

"It seems that Mrs. Sanchez is a witch part-time in addition to her job as a principal."

Schiller bent down to check the things on the table. There was a drawer under the table with a copper lock on it and a strange rune engraved on it. Schiller did not use physical methods to pry the lock. He looked up at the mummy.

The mummy seemed to be instantly roasted into charcoal by the high temperature, and the grease seeping out of the body allowed the feet to be fixed on the ground, so it did not fall down.

Some traces of clothes can be vaguely seen on the mummy, but they have become charred like the torso and stick to his skin. There seems to be a keychain on the waist of the mummy.

Schiller did not take it, but squatted down and put his hand on the side of the cabinet. A wisp of gray mist spread from his arms and drilled into the drawer. Just when Schiller just felt what was in the drawer, Gordon's scream suddenly came from outside the corridor.

Batman rushed out of the door. He saw Gordon holding his neck and retreating painfully, flipping out of the window directly, and then falling from the seventh floor.

Just as Batman rushed to the window, a cloud of gray mist was faster than him. A moment before Gordon landed, the gray mist caught him and put him on the ground. Batman jumped down from the seventh floor with a grappling hook. He walked to Gordon's side and saw two purple handprints on his neck.

Gordon gasped, and after he came to his senses, he looked at Batman and said, "Indeed...it is indeed what you said..."

"What did you see?"

"A ghost, a ghost rushed towards me, he grabbed my neck..."

"It seems that this school is indeed a bit weird, let's go find Dick first."

Gordon tried to stand up, he said: "Where is the key manager who led the way before? Why didn't I see him? I think we should ask him..."

"Don't count on him."

This time, Schiller walked in front, and Batman supported Gordon from behind. He walked while looking at the display on his wrist and said: "Go around this building, then turn right, Dick should be underground..."

Schiller was not surprised by this, but Gordon looked at Batman and said: "You installed a locator on your adopted son?"

"So I'm just now Can find him in time. "

Several people walked towards the target point. At this moment, the communicator on Batman's wrist suddenly rang, and Jason's voice sounded in it. He screamed, "Batman! Come! There is danger, God, she is... she is..."

The communication was hung up instantly. Batman operated the device on his wrist, frowned and said, "... How can they be together?"

Gordon also heard the child's cry for help and screams from the communicator. Schiller raised the umbrella, looked back at Batman and said, "Coordinates."

"1:21 direction, 351 meters underground..."

This straight line distance is not far, but in fact it has to bypass an entire building. As soon as Batman finished speaking, Schiller's figure turned into a ball of gray mist and passed through the wall at a high speed. When the two people on the ground were still running, Schiller had already arrived at the ground of the target location.

Schiller flashed to the ground, and at the moment his figure appeared, he felt a black shadow falling down at a high speed above his head.

Schiller didn't think twice, grabbed the umbrella with both hands and raised it up. With a "bang", a figure flew backwards and hit the wall. Everyone on the scene was stunned.

Looking down from the ceiling of the room, Schiller, who had just landed, was standing in the middle of the room, maintaining the posture of hitting people with the umbrella. Near the left wall of the room, a blond man holding a black book in his hand was stunned by Schiller's actions, and behind Schiller, several children lying on the ground also opened their mouths wide. In front of Schiller, a monster with four arms, horns on his head, and black patterns all over his body was knocked out.

After the monster was slapped directly against the wall, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became silent. The blond man turned his head to look at the children and said, "Is he the rescuer you mentioned?"

Jason, who was lying on the ground, swallowed his saliva, but the little rascal behind him shouted, "Professor Schiller!"

The blond man was stunned again. He looked at Schiller and said, "You are still a professor? What subject do you teach? Fighting?"

"Compared to this..." Schiller took back the umbrella, then leaned on the ground, turned his head to look at the blond man. He was tall, wearing a light brown long suit, a black tie, and a scruffy beard. Although handsome, he was very decadent.

"I've heard a lot about you, Constantine."

The man was stunned again, and he said, "Do you know me?"

"Of course, your band's song 'I Kissed One Kiss' is pretty good. One of my old classmates, the drummer of the Sex Pistols, gave me a photo of the Roxy Club, and you were on it."

The blond man opened his mouth and pursed his lips. He didn't expect that the answer he got was from this angle. Schiller's compliment just tickled his itch. He shook his head, put his hands in his windbreaker pockets and said, "Oh, really? In fact, my favorite song in that album is 'Kowtowing to Death'. It's closer to the style of punk, right?"

"But I prefer psychedelic rock and romanticism. I have to say that your monologue at the end of the song "Ouija" is very good. It feels like traveling through a dream. I know that this part of the design must be criticized, but I like it very much..."

"I said that someone must understand me!" Constantine spread his hands and said, "Those old-fashioned music judges don't understand what psychedelic rock is at all. They don't even understand punk. Just because I slept with the bassist in the band, they said that my album is useless. This is simply..."

"Please!" Jason screamed, pointing his finger at the monster opposite and said, "Is it time to talk about music now? ! ! There is a demon standing opposite you! ! A living demon!!!!"

Just as he screamed heartbreakingly, the demon also came to his senses. It slowly stood up, then arched its body, ready to pounce on the enemy again.

At this moment, with a "bang", the door was opened, and the monster standing in front of the door was knocked out again.

Looking at the flying monster, Schiller straightened his tie, picked up his umbrella, and posed like a baseball batter. With a "bang", the monster was hit back into the wall and embedded in it.

Batman, who had just opened the door, was a little confused when he saw the scene inside the house, but the blond Constantine whistled and said, "Nice home run!"