Chapter 167 The Long Easter (VI)

"The patient in Room 2 needs to be observed. In addition, the dosage of the two patients on the 4th floor yesterday has been changed. Go to nurse Jenny to get the prescription. Also, pay special attention to Ward 13. When he was struggling yesterday, his arm joint was dislocated..."

Schiller, wearing a white coat, walked quickly through the corridor, explaining to the nurse behind him. When he walked into the office, Brand was leaning on the sofa with his eyes squinting for a nap. Hearing the movement, he woke up with a start, sneezed, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are here? How is the patient's condition?"

Schiller shook his head, put down the medical record in his hand, and then said: "Not optimistic. Five more people were admitted to the hospital yesterday. One of the boys had very serious symptoms. I will go there later."

"You go, leave this to me."

As he said, Brand stood up and walked to the coffee machine, intending to pour himself a cup of coffee. Schiller said: "Give me a cup of espresso... two cups, I'm a little sleepy."

"You're feeling sleepy now? Thank God! You've been working for more than 50 hours straight, right?"

Schiller yawned and said, "Not bad, I'll go to sleep after I deal with that boy's situation."

After that, he took the coffee from Brand and left.

He came to a ward on the 5th floor and opened the door. A boy on the bed started to struggle frantically on the bed like a beast that was suddenly awakened. If his arms were not tied to the guardrail, he might have jumped up and pounced in front of Schiller.

Schiller didn't care about his reaction, but walked to his bedside, frowning and observing his reaction.

Schiller knew that he couldn't diagnose according to normal mental cases, because all the cases admitted to the hospital during this day and night had the same symptoms, which was obviously not a natural onset.

If it is not a natural disease, the cause may become very bizarre, and it may also be mixed with some mystical elements. Such cases can hardly be analyzed by modern medical means, but so far, Schiller has not found a good diagnosis and treatment method.

While Schiller was thinking, a brain wave came from the gray mist in his body: "I can..."

"What? What can you do?"

"You want to check, right? I can do it..."

Schiller asked doubtfully: "How are you going to check?"

"You touch him with one hand..."

Schiller did as the gray mist said, stretched out a hand and touched the boy's shoulder. The boy twisted his head desperately, and wanted to bite Schiller's hand with a hideous face, but as the imperceptible gray mist floated into his body, the boy gradually calmed down.

A series of brain waves fed back to Schiller's brain, allowing him to use another more intuitive perspective to understand certain functions in the human body.

He said to Gray Mist in his mind: "When did you learn this?"

"Take your hand away."

Schiller hesitated for a moment, and after taking his hand away, he found that he suddenly had another person's perspective, that is, the boy's perspective, than he was looking at the ceiling at this time.

Schiller said with some surprise: "You split?"

The symbiote sent a series of negative emotions, and then a wisp of gray mist floated out of the boy's body and returned to Schiller. The second perspective disappeared, as if it had never existed. The symbiote did not change at all, and there was no additional consciousness.

"I am different from them." The voice of the symbiote came: "I am fog, fog is not a whole..."

Then, in the brain waves sent by the symbiote, Schiller understood that Gray Mist was very different from other symbiotes because of the different forms of existence. Since its own form is fog, it cannot split, or it can be said that it is split all the time.

Other symbiotes are also composed of symbiote factors, but Venom's symbiote factors are glued together. Once separated, they become two independent individuals.

But Gray Mist's symbiont factor was not connected to begin with, it was dispersed. Even if it was cut, at most the distance would be increased, and it would still be a whole.

"Then can't you reproduce like other symbionts?"

"Yes, as long as I give up that part of the factor, I will become another symbiont."

Schiller nodded, and then said: "In other words, you can attach to others, and the part attached to others will still listen to your instructions, and I can indirectly control others through you?"

Gray Mist sent a positive brain wave, and he said: "But the factor has limited control power, and cannot make precise movements. It can only understand his status, and the farther the distance, the weaker the information sent back."

"Why didn't you say it before?" Schiller asked.

"It wasn't possible before, but recently there's food everywhere and I'm so full, so it's OK."

"Food everywhere?" Schiller asked in confusion, "Could it be the rain? The rain has an effect on you?"

"Like wine." The symbiote gave the answer: "Like fear venom, delicious and filling."

Schiller touched his chin, thinking that rain is also useful for symbiotes, which means that there are certain substances in rain that can stimulate symbiotes.

He thought again, that unlucky Venom was really too unlucky. If he followed him back to Gotham, there would be food everywhere in the city, so why was he still thinking about those chocolate balls? Gu Yu

Afterwards, Schiller let the gray fog attach to the boy's body and conducted a comprehensive examination. After that, he found an unknown substance in the boy's blood, which was the culprit that caused his madness and excitement.

Schiller did not act rashly because he did not know the cause of this substance. In line with his responsible attitude towards the patient, he thought it would be safer to find out the culprit first and then start treatment. Therefore, he took back the gray fog and planned to observe it for a while.

While Schiller was trying to calm the patient with gray mist, Victor called again. He said, "Come here quickly, something happened."

When Schiller heard Victor's serious tone, he knew that someone might have died. He returned to the office, changed his clothes, and then went to Gotham University.

As soon as he entered the school gate, he saw two police cars parked on the avenue. Walking forward, a group of people formed a circle. The police pulled the cordon and shouted, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ! ! "

Schiller walked over, and the young police officer was about to stop him. An older police officer next to him pulled his colleague and said, "Professor Rodriguez, right? Chief Inspector Gordon will be here soon. Please go in first."

Schiller nodded to him, and then walked quickly into the cordon. He saw Victor standing next to a police car and a policeman was questioning him.

Schiller walked over and asked, "What's going on? "

As he said that, he looked behind the police car. There seemed to be a falling scene. There was a figure lying on the ground, and blood was splattered everywhere.

"Seldon is dead." Victor said, he turned back to look at the falling scene and said: "Fell from the balcony of his office, 8 floors high, and died on the spot."

"What exactly happened? Tell me about it."

Victor shook his head and said: "I don't know either. You should know that there is a shortage of staff recently, and many students are sick. I am busy subduing the patients while tracing their common points. "

Victor glanced at the police officer who was writing furiously and continued, "I was so busy that I was dizzy, and Principal Shedon suddenly called me and asked me to go to his office, so I had to put down my work and rush to the administration building..."

"I entered the administration building as usual. Just when I walked to the 4th floor, I saw a dark shadow falling from the window between the corridors, and then I heard a loud 'bang'. When I looked down from the window, I saw Shedon's body. "

"To be honest..." Schiller patted Victor on the shoulder and said, "Your description has increased your suspicion by 30%. Don't say that when Gordon comes later. "

"But I'm telling the truth..."

"You can embellish the process a little bit, for example, you and Seldon had a good chat on the phone, and he strongly asked you to go to his office for a small gathering. You refused in every way, so you had to go to the administrative building..."

"Because the building cracked, the power outage caused the elevator to be unusable, and you could only climb the stairs. Because you are a researcher with no strength, you were already exhausted when you climbed to the third floor. You climbed to the fourth floor panting and leaned against the window sill to rest, and then you saw an unknown black shadow falling. "

"You were shocked and trembling, so you ran out of the corridor without thinking and called the police. "

"Don't forget..." Schiller reminded Victor: "You are an outsider, not a native of Gotham. Only the locals of Gotham can be so calm about the murder case. "

"After I came here, I found that this ghost place is quite suitable for me." Victor shrugged and said, "I don't know why, but I don't feel anything about corpses and blood. I'm a little too calm. "

Soon, another police car stopped, Gordon rushed out of the car door, and then he saw Schiller at first sight. Gordon took a deep breath, then walked forward quickly. He first stretched his head to look at the body, then walked to Schiller and looked at him suspiciously.

"I didn't do this, the witness is here." Schiller pushed Victor forward, and Victor explained to Gordon: "This is what happened..."

Victor repeated what Schiller told him, and Gordon frowned. He said: "You made up a bit too outrageous, how could it be... Oh, wait, you are an outsider, right? ... That makes sense."

"When the locals in Gotham see someone falling from a building, they will only curse shit, and then keep complaining to me that the blood and brain matter have stained the ground, and ask us to clean the floor quickly..."

"Anyway, let's go to the scene first. "

Several people walked around the police car and came to the cordon. Seldon's body was lying in the middle of the road.

Schiller took a look and said, "He was unlucky. He just happened to fall on a sharp corner of the cracked road surface. Otherwise, he might have survived."

Gordon waved his hand, and a group of police officers began to investigate the crime scene, and then moved the body to the car and took it back for an autopsy.

Gordon stood at the place where Shedon fell and looked up. The lights on the 8th floor of the administrative building were still on. He turned to Schiller and Victor and said, "I'm sorry, both of you, but according to the formal case handling process, you can't participate in the next thing, and the eyewitness Mr. Victor Freese needs to go with us..."

"As for you, Professor Rodriguez, I'm afraid you have to wait for the summons."

What surprised Gordon was that the two men didn't show any objection. Victor followed the police officer into the police car very cooperatively. Schiller didn't insist on participating in the case, but turned around and left.

Before leaving, Schiller also said to Gordon, "Although I am happy to cooperate with you in the investigation, there are too many patients in Arkham Psychiatric Hospital recently, and I have to put their lives first..."

"I heard before that many students at Gotham University were sick at the same time. What's going on?" Gordon asked Schiller.

"I have some clues, but I haven't investigated it thoroughly yet... Don't look at me like that. I don't need to make trouble for myself. After they go crazy, I will be the one to treat them. I haven't slept for 50 hours."

"Professor Rodriguez, I have to remind you that no matter what, I will find out the truth of the murder..." Gordon paused and continued, "I hope that the result of my investigation will not be you again."