Chapter 1161 Professor (Twenty-Four)

Batman, who got the key information from Schiller, left in a hurry.

Compared to Dick's rebellious period, which made him so difficult to communicate, it is more likely that he was affected by hypnosis.

After all, less than a month ago, Dick was still sticking to him to learn detective investigation skills, and more than 20 days later, he became like an enemy. In any case, this change was a bit too fast.

After Batman left, Schiller did not go to bed immediately, because he found that the clothes he brought were not enough.

Before, the set that was soiled by the operation was not dry after washing, and the set on his body was soiled again. After changing into clean clothes, he had no spare clothes.

Schiller originally wanted to call Roger Driggs Manor and ask Merkel to send clothes, but when he came to the hospital to stay, he drove away the only car. Whether it was tonight or tomorrow morning, Merkel wanted to come, so he could only take a taxi, and in Gotham, taking a taxi was not that easy.

Although his butler was quite martial, Schiller really didn't want to go to the police station to get him out, so he decided to drive back and get a few more sets of clothes.

Although driving at night in Gotham is a very dangerous thing, in fact, as long as you don't pass through those dangerous blocks, you generally won't encounter any big trouble. Schiller took the route he often took, and sure enough, he went back safely without any unexpected situations.

However, as soon as Schiller stepped into the gate of the manor, he heard movement in the back garden. Schiller walked over and found that Merkel was burning fertilizer for the flowers.

Seeing Schiller coming back, Merkel, who had just received the news on the phone, smiled and greeted him, glanced at the corpse on the ground and said, "Sir, you are quite fast. I thought you would arrive in at least ten minutes... The luggage has been placed at the door of your bedroom. Do you really not need me to help you?"

"That's not necessary." Schiller said as he stepped on the soil and walked closer to look at the burning things on the ground. He originally thought that it was just the corpse of a thief, but as he looked at it, he found that some things seemed to be completely incinerated.

Schiller took the gardening shovel and dug in the fire, digging out a few charred metal parts. Merkel explained, "In recent days, there have been such puppet monsters trying to climb over the wall behind, but Alfred gave me a pot of moving plants, and they were all caught by the tentacles of the plants."

"Moving plants?" Schiller looked at Merkel with some doubts, but soon, a trembling tentacle appeared in his field of vision.

Schiller turned around and found that it was actually the little devil Hexagon brought back from hell. At this time, it was planted in a large flowerpot.

"Why did Alfred give it to you?" Schiller asked in surprise: "I thought he would like this strange potted plant very much."

Merkel sighed and said: "Mr. Alfred really likes this demon plant...

"But, do you remember? Elsa especially likes things that move. This poor demon had half of its tentacles bitten off on the first day at Wayne Manor. If it bites again, it will die, so Mr. Alfred can only give it to me."

The little devil Hexagon dropped all its tentacles at the right time and made a sad expression. Schiller took a closer look and found that what was planted in the flowerpot was not this vine demon, but a cluster of shadow ore, and the body of Hexagon was entangled in the shadow ore.

Merkel and Schiller looked back at the fire again. Merkel patted his chest with lingering fear and said: "When I first saw this monster, I was really scared. He looks so ugly, just like a stitched monster. "

"I just dealt with the one that came two days ago. Unexpectedly, another one came after nightfall today. I heard that you were coming back to get clothes. I wanted to bury it first, but I thought that the longer the night, the more trouble there would be. I decided to burn it first."

Schiller nodded and felt that Merkel was right. But at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew over, choking him and making him cough. He realized that he was standing downwind of the flames, and the billowing smoke was coming towards him.

Schiller immediately changed direction and said to Merkel: "I don't have to worry about your force. Now, there is still this demon guarding the garden. The manor should be safe, but you'd better not go out easily. It's not peaceful outside now. "

After a few more instructions, Schiller went upstairs to get his luggage. Just as he was carrying his suitcase and about to walk out of the manor gate, he suddenly found that the flag on the mailbox outside the door was erected.

In the manor area, every household has a mailbox. There is a small flag on the side of the mailbox. When the newsboy delivers the newspaper or letter, he will reach out and raise the flag. When the housekeeper looks out of the window and sees the flag raised, he knows that the newspaper and letter have arrived. There is no need to communicate during the whole process, so as not to disturb the owner of the manor to sleep.

The flag is not made of cloth or other soft materials, but of wood. If no one touches it, it will not stand up by itself.

Schiller felt something strange, so he walked forward to check. As soon as he walked to the door of the mailbox, he smelled a rotten smell. Schiller felt a little disgusted, so he stepped back two steps and called Merkel over.

Merkel walked forward, opened the mailbox, and found a rotten ear inside. It looked more like a pig's. Most of the ear had rotted, but only the tip of the ear had a piece of good skin, with a capital letter V branded on it.

Merkel used tongs to clip the ear out and threw it on the ground. Then, he found a letter deep in the mailbox. He also threw the letter on the ground, stepped on the envelope with his feet, and opened the letter with tongs.

But this was not easy. Merkel tried for a long time but couldn't open it. Schiller walked up directly, picked up the letter, and opened the envelope directly with his hands in Merkel's shocked eyes.

There was no writing on the letter, just a picture, it was a simple drawing of a pig's head, but there was one ear missing from the head.

Schiller paused, then threw the letter to Merkel and said, "Burn it."

Merkel looked at the picture, looked at Schiller and asked, "Uh, sorry, sir, but can I ask? What does he mean?"

"I don't know, I don't understand." Schiller shook his head.

"Well, it seems that it is something I can't know." Merkel muttered in a low voice, and then took the pig ear and the envelope back to the back garden and burned them.

Schiller drove away with his suitcase. When he went back, he still took the same road, but just when his car drove through a narrow street, suddenly, a car drove towards him.

This road is a one-way street, and the street is also very narrow. There is no room for two cars driving in different directions. If they were two normal Gotham drivers, half of the magazines should have been fired.

However, Schiller did not hesitate at all. He reversed at the fastest speed and exited the street.

The car on the opposite side was confused. He had slowed down and planned to stop, but Schiller had already reversed to leave him space. If he stopped at this time, it would look a bit unwise.

So he continued to drive forward, intending to drive to Schiller's position and then stop, but Schiller directly made a smooth right-hand reverse turn and drove out along the road perpendicular to the street, also without giving the car any room to stop.

Schiller drove forward without looking back. The car seemed unwilling to give up and kept chasing him. When he drove to the main road, Schiller saw from the rearview mirror that there was another car chasing behind the car that wanted to hit him.

Because Schiller's reverse speed was too fast, the two cars started chasing each other when they saw that they could not meet by chance.

Schiller drove on the ring road, and they followed Schiller on the highway. Schiller drove around the ring road, and they also followed Schiller.

This chase lasted for seven hours, and until dawn, Schiller still had no intention of leaving the highway.

Finally, the two cars could no longer chase, and the car in front turned first, and the car behind followed suit.

At this time, Schiller, who was sitting in the main driver's seat and sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and said, "Thank you, Gray Fog, you drove well."

After that, he stretched, yawned, and then said, "I may not sleep as well in the car as I do in the hospital."

A car slowly drove to the parking lot of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital. When Schiller got out of the car and walked into his office, he found a figure waiting there.

"Oh, Professor Schiller, it's me, Roman, do you remember me?" A young man came up.

Schiller did not intend to shake hands with him, but hurried to the bathroom next to him to wash his hands. After all, he had just touched a letter that was together with a rotten pig ear, and it was a bit impolite to shake hands with people like this.

But Roman's expression froze for a moment, and he retracted his outstretched hand, but soon, he smiled again and said, "Professor, what do you think of what I said last time..."

"I know what's wrong with Dick. The problem is actually in his school... Roman, you are here too?" Bruce paused, then smiled and shrugged and said, "It seems that we are in tune with each other and always get along."

Roman's smile became stiff again, and when Bruce walked into the room, he smelled a faint smell of burning.

Following the source of the smell, Bruce turned his head and saw Schiller with water on his hands. The smell of smoke and burning came from him.

In fact, Bruce called the reservation department before coming here, and Mrs. Miller told him that Schiller had just gone to the office, so he came here.

Generally speaking, Schiller would not get up so early. If he went to the office now, it means that he had not slept all night.

And Schiller did not sleep all night, did he go to destroy the body? Or did they destroy the body? Or did they destroy the body?

Thinking of this, Bruce felt that the first thing he had to do was to get Roman to leave here quickly. He was afraid that Schiller would count Roman as a witness, and then go to destroy his body tonight.

"Sorry, Roman, although I came later, I have something very important to say to Professor Schiller now. Can you please leave first?"

Roman, who was standing aside, was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, Bruce said in a very tough tone: "I will send a letter of recommendation with enough weight to your father. Recently, you should not come here."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Roman's face gradually darkened, and his originally sunny temperament became a little gloomy and neurotic.

"Damn it, you two are playing tricks on me!!"

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