Chapter 2550: Whistling Down (VIII)

Chapter 2524: Xiao Xiao Down (VIII)

Soon Schiller put some small items in the right place, and with the help of Victor and Pamela, he finished the work. The office was almost tidy, and they still had to go and see the classroom.

Here Victor parted with them, because Victor was more anxious to see the laboratory, and made several phone calls to get the laboratory open in advance. Anna seemed to want to see the supercomputer in the new campus.

That's right, the Wayne Group, which was still rich at the time, directly placed a supercomputer in the school, but it was not in the school's teaching campus, but in the comprehensive experimental area next to the school, where most of the important equipment and high-risk laboratories were placed.

Lex and Clark set about their plan to pluck feathers from the bald eagle together, and left in a hurry.

Pamela was originally in a hurry to go back to take care of her plants, but was stopped by Schiller, so she had to go with Schiller to see the classroom.

"Professor, I'm really in a hurry. The two dogs of the security guard are still wandering around. I don't know when they will rush into my laboratory. If the shelf falls down again, this deal will really fail. Without this 2,000 commission, I will definitely not be able to pay the insurance."

Pamela kept nagging, trying to get out of Schiller. Schiller took his time and took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "Do me a favor, and you don't have to pay back the money."

"Really?!" Pamela's eyes lit up immediately, looking at Schiller and said, "What help? I promise to complete the task!"

"Help me find a real estate agent to find out if there are any cheaper houses in the South District. This is my phone number." Schiller handed the note in his hand to Pamela.

Pamela was puzzled. She glanced at the note in her hand, then looked at Schiller and said, "A cheaper house? Why don't you ask the agent yourself? Will he give me a cheaper price if I ask?"

"Of course I'm not looking for a normal agent." Schiller cleared his throat and said, "Don't tell me that all those black agents will die out in such a short time."

Pamela opened her mouth slightly and looked at Schiller and said, "You want to find a black agent, right?! You know what they do!"

"So I just want a new house. They can't think of killing the owner and then selling the house to me. It's not that era anymore."

Pamela still frowned with some doubts. She said, "I know everyone's financial situation is not good. It's still difficult to buy a house in the South District with a professor's salary. It is a bit difficult, so do you have to buy it there? There are plenty of good houses in the East District, and you can even buy a building in the nearby area with the same price. "

"I know you mean well, Miss, but don't forget my next plan. I want to open a psychological clinic where I live, and the client base is very important."

"Oh my God." Pamela sighed, and then said in disbelief, "Oh my God..."

"Why are you so surprised?"

"It's hard to say." Pamela shook her head and said, "I don't know whether it's more surprising that you plan to put the office in your home, or that you actually consider the client base in order to make money."

"I said, it's not that era anymore." Schiller smiled gently.

Pamela looked at him blankly, then smiled and said, "Professor, you look relaxed, that's great."

"My wallet is much tighter than mine, so can you find a suitable one?" Schiller asked.

"I will try my best, but you'd better be prepared. The houses in the hands of these black agents must have various problems to sell at a low price. Many problems are irreversible and cannot be saved. I'm afraid the living quality..."

"I believe I can solve most problems, right?"

Pamela thought so. Schiller just doesn't have enough funds now, but it doesn't mean he doesn't have the ability. There is nothing he can't solve in this city. On the contrary, this cheap house with problems is more suitable for him. Anyway, no problem is a problem for him.

"But why me?" Pamela asked: "I think it's better to ask Harley for this matter. Although we are both locals, her street connections are much wider than mine."

"Because she is very rich." Schiller said: "If I say I want to buy a house, she will give me one directly."

Pamela nodded and thought so. In fact, Harley is a very generous person. The degree of her generosity is proportional to her smart little brain for business.

Thinking of this, Pamela said, "Do you think I can get her to invest in my plant breeding business?"

"Didn't you have an investor before?"

"Yes, but that guy withdrew his investment because his own business was not doing well. We are now mainly relying on sending ornamental plants to a few old customers. We are planning to make a splash at the governor's inauguration ceremony."

"I don't think you have to give up this path, but if you want Harley to invest, you can consider the proposal of the debt collection company."

"Really? Are you serious?" Pamela was very confused. She said, "I was just joking. It's too crazy to lead a group of plants to collect debts."

"Aren't there enough bizarre things in this city? And don't you know? Harley likes this kind of crazy things." Schiller shook his head helplessly and said, "She even gave Jason and Jack a large sum of money respectively, asking them to perform the Joker kidnapping Robin."

Pamela slapped her forehead and said, "Why didn't Batman kill her!... Well, I can only say that I will try. It's okay to let plants hit people, but it's too difficult to control them completely, hit when they should hit, and stop when they shouldn't hit. They don't have brains and can't support such complex judgments."

Not long after Pamela left, Schiller received a mysterious call. The other party claimed to be a real estate agent, but Schiller knew it was not a serious agent without thinking.

"Well, sir, I don't know who you are, but since you can find me these days, I believe you have the ability to buy those houses and live in them."

"I don't have many houses in the South District. The security there is good, there are almost no homicides, and even fewer tragic ones. Most homeowners are unwilling to lower the price, so..."

"Get to the point." Schiller said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll hang up the phone."

The other party coughed twice and said, "There is indeed a house with a problem that we can't solve. If you have some ability, you can go and take a look. The seller is eager to sell it now. I can negotiate it for you at least three times. Fold. "" How to calculate the intermediary? " If you do n’t want to call me, just like that, goodbye. "After the other party hung up the phone, Schiller frowned and thought about it. There would be a house that could not be sold because of haunted? It must have been violent for a long time. It can be said that this haunted situation is not ordinary today. This is actually very possible, because although the pollution situation in Gotham has improved a lot now, the King of Seagulls flies in the sky every day. The mutated species in the past are not so easy to deal with, and one of them might sneak into the house.

However, Schiller really needs to prepare for the supernatural events that can scare away the people of Gotham, so he returned to the manor after leaving the classroom, put away the clothes that were wrinkled before, put on the long windbreaker that he hadn't worn for a long time, and prepared to go to explore the truth tonight.

Unfortunately, it rained again near dusk, and Schiller also welcomed a visitor, Oswald Cobblepot, who hadn't been seen for a long time.

Schiller opened the door for him and handed him the bucket with umbrellas. Cobert looked at Schiller in surprise and said, "What's wrong, professor? Did your housekeeper take leave?"

"No, he went back to England." Schiller said, "I'm the only one in the manor now. Please come in."

Cobert walked in and found that the manor was the same as usual. He looked back at Schiller and said, "Is it a special day today? Why aren't you wearing a suit?"

"Shouldn't you wear a suit only on special days?"

Cobert was obviously amused by this joke. He smiled and said, "Of course it's the same for other people. You look like you're going out for exercise. What's the matter?"

Schiller could clearly hear that Cobert was asking if anyone had offended him, but he shook his head and said, "I just plan to go to the South District to look at houses. There may be dust in the new house, so change into clothes that are not easily damaged. Please sit down."

After Cobert sat down, he looked at Schiller and said, "You look in a good mood. What's good? Did it happen? Or did Bruce not send you the paper recently? "

"Both, what's the matter with you at this time?"

"It's like this, my mother's illness has almost recovered, but because I'm busy running for mayor recently, I guess she may have some separation anxiety and her mental state is not very good, so I want to make an appointment for psychological treatment here."

"Of course, no problem, but I should not be in this manor soon, and I will have someone send you the new address when the time comes."

"Which district is the new address in?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it will be in the South District." Schiller nodded and said, "It should be not far from your mother's residence."

"That's great, so should we charge by treatment as usual, or adopt a more fair hourly fee?"

Schiller looked at him strangely, Cobert rubbed his hands, showed an embarrassed smile and said, "I heard from Professor Victor that you want to buy a house."

"So you deliberately came to give me the medical expenses?"

"Not really." Cobert sighed and said, "When my mother got older... I don't know how to put it, she started to change a little, always reminiscing about the time when I was young with my father."

"Have you gone to a regular hospital for a checkup? Is it a precursor to Alzheimer's disease?"

"I checked, but the doctor said it's not. My mother hasn't shown any signs of not recognizing people, lack of concentration or memory loss for the time being. She simply feels that my father and I owe her a lot."

"Is that true?"

Cobert nodded and said, "At least my father owed her. When she married in, At that time, the Cobblepot family was still prosperous, but soon my father encountered an accident and fell into poverty, which made her live a hard life for a long time. "

"She blamed it on my father not listening to her, so she kept talking about it. No matter how I persuaded her, it was useless. I tried to let her develop some new hobbies, but it was always difficult to get her to go out."

"She opposed you to run for mayor?"

Cobblepot showed an embarrassed expression again, staring at Schiller's eyes for a while before saying: "You can't hide anything, professor. In fact, she strongly opposed it. She said that this would follow in my father's footsteps."