Chapter 947: Schiller's Greatest Fear (Part 1)

Batman walked up to Zatanna and said, "I think, in fact, it is possible..."

Zatanna seemed a little tired. Multiple teleportations consumed a lot of her strength. To virtualize memory, not only strength but also energy was consumed. At this time, Batman came up and interrupted her, which distracted her. So, she stopped what she was doing and looked at Batman and said:

"Bruce, I'm busy now. If you really have any suggestions, can you wait until I'm done? You will distract me."

Looking at Zatanna's pale face, Batman finally didn't say the second half of the sentence. Constantine also wanted to say something, but seeing Zatanna's tired face, he didn't say it in the end.

So, Zatanna picked up the knife, selected another light ball, stretched out her hand and gently grasped it, and the light ball spread out and turned into a screen.

Zatanna frowned deeply, and her expression seemed a little serious. While she was thinking, Batman saw a room appear on the screen.

It was a common English-style living room in Gotham manors. As soon as you enter the door, there is a set of sofas and a small round table. Going further in, there are several rows of bookshelves. At the innermost is a dark desk. Behind the desk are also bookshelves. There are many things on the table, such as letters, ink screens, globes, etc.

After finding the right scene, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief, but soon continued to hold her breath and concentrate, and began to arrange other parts.

To disguise a murder case, you naturally need a corpse. It seems that Zatanna has not seen too many ordinary people's dead bodies. She stood in front of the screen and thought for a long time. In the end, she only made a fat man who looked like a politician and laid him flat on the ground.

"Okay, what else should be done after the corpse is done... Oh, right! Wounds and blood, let me see... The wound is opened on the chest, and the blood is spilled on the ground..." Zatanna muttered in a low voice while operating.

She laid the fat man's body flat on the ground, let him lie in a big shape, then made a big hole in the center of his chest, and then sprinkled some blood under his body.

Batman standing behind couldn't stand it anymore, so he said:

"Zatanna, theoretically, if a person has such a big hole in his chest, it's impossible for him to bleed only this much."

Zatanna was stunned for a moment, then looked at Batman in surprise and said, "How do you know?"

"You've been away from Gotham for too long." Batman only said this, and Zatanna felt a little puzzled, but she humbly accepted the suggestion and made more blood.

"In addition, if you plan to set this butcher knife as a murder weapon, it's better not to make a big hole in his chest like a shotgun." Batman continued.

"Also, if a person's chest is hit so hard, the blood can't be evenly distributed on the ground in a circle, and it's impossible for there to be only blood without internal organs. What's more, you broke his ribs, so it's impossible for there to be no bone residue...

"Bruce!" Zatanna raised her voice and said, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just say it! "

"Okay, I admit that it was my fault for leaving without saying goodbye. I'm sorry, okay? Don't disturb me while I'm working!"

Zatanna turned her head back fiercely, but then she hesitated for a moment, and as Batman said, she made the wound smaller, a stab wound, and moved the position to near the heart, so that the blood would no longer be evenly distributed.

Then, Zatanna rolled her eyes, made a series of footprints on the ground, and made some handprints on the table next to her, saying: "If he is in a hurry to cover up the evidence, he will probably be even more busy, and he will not care about the umbrella..."

After the arrangement was almost done, Schiller suddenly appeared in this memory space. He was wearing the suit he usually wore, but half of the suit was soaked in blood. From the left side of the chest, a Until the wrist of his right hand, it was stained with blood.

He held a long knife in his right hand, which was also stained with blood at this time, and in front of him lay a corpse with a pierced chest, and the blood flowed to his feet and stained the soles of his leather shoes.

Schiller, who appeared in the space, was stunned for a moment, but soon, as if some memory was implanted, he completely forgot that he had suddenly appeared in this space.

He first looked down at the corpse at his feet, turned his head to look at the knife in his hand, and then looked down at the blood on his shoes.

He showed a very disgusted expression, took a step back slightly, threw away the knife, and whispered: "What's going on?"

He took a deep breath, but did not show any panic expression, just stood there. He looked up at the ceiling, then drew a cross on his chest and said: "If I am guilty, God will punish me, instead of letting me see such a corpse..."

"Oh my God! Schiller shook his head and sighed, saying, "What kind of person would hold such a heavy knife in such a clean and tidy room and stab it into someone's heart? This is really..."

Zatanna was relieved to hear him say this, because this reaction was normal, but soon, she saw Schiller on the screen looking up and down at the room, and continued: "Besides, this room has only one door, the glass of the window is also very thick, the floor is very high, there is no balcony, and there is no ventilation duct..."

Zatanna's smile froze, and then she said: "He should just complain about the poor structure of this room, right?"

"Forget it, start modifying the memory..." Zatanna tried to ignore those abnormal places and whispered.

I saw Schiller on the screen suddenly froze for a moment, and then whispered to himself: "Did I do it? Did I kill someone?"

Schiller showed a very puzzled expression, and looked at the surrounding environment and the corpse at his feet again, and finally saw his right hand stained with blood.

Zatanna thought he would show a shocked and flustered expression, but unexpectedly, Schiller whispered:

"But I usually commit crimes with my left hand. No idiot would use his dominant hand to kill people, right?"

Zatanna outside the screen began to smear on the screen in a panic. She said: "Wait, wait! What did he just say? Committing crimes with my left hand? He has committed crimes before??!!! My God! Bruce! Your professor is a murderer?!!"

But she didn't even have time to look at Batman's expression, but hurriedly changed the bloodstains to his left hand, and then reset Schiller to the state he just arrived.

The previous process was exactly the same. This time, Schiller did not question the bloodstains on his hands, but looked down at his chest, and then said: "Why is the degree of coagulation different between the blood on the clothes and the blood on the ground? Did he die two hours before the blood splashed on me?"

Zatanna was in a hurry again, but when she changed it, she found that she didn't know the difference in the degree of blood coagulation.

So, she had to look at Batman, who briefly explained to her the changes of human blood after it leaves the human body. Zatanna was dizzy and could only stretch out a hand and say:

"Stop, just tell me the conclusion. What color should I mix the two bloods to? What concentration?"

Batman walked over. He guided Zatanna to adjust the color and viscosity of the blood. After adjusting for a long time, it was finally done. Zatanna reset Schiller back to the state when he just arrived at this memory space.

As a result, Schiller unbuttoned his suit again and looked at his shirt. The blood inside the shirt had not been adjusted in color, so Zatanna had to start adjusting the color of the bottom layer again.

Finally passing the blood level, Schiller, who was reset back, finally stopped paying attention to the color and viscosity of the blood. He began to pay attention to the wound again.

He half-squatted beside the corpse and looked at the wound on the heart. He said: "Pierce the heart and kill with one blow..."

Then, Schiller picked up the butcher knife he had just thrown away and stabbed it into the heart.

The next scene shocked her even more. Schiller took the knife and dug out the heart of the corpse.

Zatanna outside the screen widened her eyes, gasped, and said, "Oh my God! What is he doing? ! ! The person is dead, and he still wants to whip the corpse? ! ! !"

But what shocked her even more was that Schiller said to himself while pouring out his heart: "Although I don't remember any hatred between us, since I killed you, you are lucky."

"I won't be like those inexperienced fools who just throw you here alone and let you be found in the same ugly posture as before. This is too vicious. I am not that kind of person."

"No matter what hatred we have, the grudge has been settled, and I will give you a decent ending."

"You should say more good things about me to God. After all, when your body is found later, it may be the most glorious moment in your life...thank me for me."

Zatanna standing outside the screen was stunned, but then she shuddered hard, regained consciousness, and then pointed at the screen with a slightly trembling finger, turned to look at Batman.

"I told you, he's not an ordinary person." Batman said calmly, and then he thought, such Schiller couldn't even be called crazy. After all, he still remembered how the sick Schiller treated the Owl of Metropolis.

"The police are coming soon... The police are coming soon... The police are coming soon..." Zatanna kept muttering: "You can't be caught... You can't be caught... You can't be caught... So you have to run... Run... Run, run, run, run! Oh my God! Stop it! You should leave here!!!!"

Zatanna seemed to be a little bit unbearable. She covered her throat and began to retch.

Finally, after a few minutes, Schiller on the screen stood up. Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The mind magic finally worked. Hurry up, go and hide the murder weapon. You should try to hide the murder weapon now!!!"

But the next second, Schiller held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised it high. With a "swish", blood splashed on the screen. In the blood red, everyone saw that Schiller chopped off the man's head.

Then, Schiller held his head and came to the desk, put his head on the desk, and then dragged the remaining body to the office chair and put the body on the office chair.

Then, he walked to the desk and looked at the scene. It seemed that he was not satisfied. Schiller shook his head, touched his chin and thought for a while, stretched out his hand, moved his head to the left, and aligned it with the body.

"What is he doing? ! ! ! ! !" Zatanna roared, and then she said in a very broken voice: "Why is he playing with the corpse? ! ! ! Put the head down! ! ! ! !"

After aligning the position, Schiller smiled as if he remembered something interesting, and then said: "The person who claims to be the brain of the country has lost his brain... Wait, the head and the brain seem to be not the same thing..."

Zatanna outside the screen gradually widened her eyes and watched Schiller adjust his suit and tie, pick up the butcher knife he threw on the ground, and then walked towards the head again.

Zatanna hurriedly turned off the screen, and then stood there, panting with lingering fear.

Then, she turned her eyes to Batman, staring at him, shaking her head slightly and quickly, looking into his eyes and saying, "Bruce, no wonder you have changed a lot, you actually have such a professor!"

Then, Zatanna took a deep breath again, showing a firm look, and said, "Don't worry, Bruce, I will definitely save you from the hands of such an evil person..."

Batman pursed his lips slightly, then opened his mouth again, but in the end, he showed the classic expression of turning his two corners of his mouth downward, shook his head and said, "You'd better think about it again..."

But I didn't expect , Zatanna suddenly rushed up, held Batman's cheek and said to him: "I'm really sorry! I shouldn't have left at the beginning. I knew that the matter between me and my father would definitely affect you!"

"Oh my God, Bruce..." Zatanna hugged Batman directly and said: "I can't believe how you could meet such a person. I should stay by your side to protect you..."

Batman's face darkened, but it was not because of Zatanna, but because Constantine, who was standing behind Zatanna, held a recording pen emitting magic light in his hand and smiled brightly at him.

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