Chapter 2575: Whistling Down (Thirty-Three)

Chapter 2549: The Roaring Down (Thirty-three)

It's a pity that the Joker miscalculated.

Schiller's human skin is more perfect than he imagined. He actually started to care about the bank robbery and the impact on the housing prices in the surrounding communities like an ordinary person.

The Joker came to Schiller today because he knew that even if Schiller knew what he was going to do, he would not stop it, because Schiller really didn't care how many people would die.

As long as the Joker informed Schiller in advance and Schiller did not stop it, then when a series of chain reactions came back to Schiller, he could only blame himself.

After all, people told you in advance, if you had stopped it, wouldn't there be so many problems?

The Joker often used this trick to deal with Batman. It was obviously his evil, but Batman knew it in advance, but because of various personal interests or personal feelings, he did not stop it, and Batman would doubt himself afterwards.

The Joker knows how to shake a person because he knows what everyone wants most. Schiller is not used to the current life and he feels very anxious, so the Joker will give him a fully automatic clearance. Anyway, Schiller has no morals and can solve all problems without sacrificing anything. Who would choose not to?

As a result, Schiller chose "or" in "yes or no". He will not stop the bank robbery for moral reasons, but for housing prices.

This makes the Joker sick.

He can understand a hero stopping him for his naive idealism, he can understand a policeman stopping him for his duty, but he can't stand an ordinary person stopping him for money.

Because if that's the case, the scene will become very funny.

He can have a conversation with a hero about justice and evil, he can have a conversation with a policeman about responsibility and escape, but he can't have a conversation with an ordinary person about the terms of the house purchase contract, the rise and fall of the housing price index and the stability of the housing market. That's too much like financial news.

Moreover, in this situation, the Joker may not know more about the property market than an ordinary person, then the ordinary person will become like a financial expert, and the Joker will be like the ordinary person and host who sits in the studio and talks about nothing.

What's more terrifying is that the off-site guest of the connection session has to be Bruce Wayne.

He can't think about it anymore. The Joker got goosebumps when he thought about talking about the property market and stocks with Bruce Wayne.

Still unable to find Schiller's flaws, the Joker held his breath in his chest, but he has never been a person who swallows his anger. He needs to vent, tonight.

If Schiller can't be taught a lesson in this way, then his housewarming party will be ruined. He knows too well how timid and cowardly these lambs are. It only takes a sufficiently brutal murder case to let them know that a terrifying serial killer is wandering around, and they will be scared to go out for half a month.

A figure walked past the alley.

The Joker followed.

He didn't care whether the other party would find him, anyway, the other party didn't have the ability to get rid of him.

With the help of the weak light of the street lamp, the Joker saw that the man walking in front of him was a slightly thin bald man. His steps were very steady, but his walking posture was a little tired. He looked like he had just got off work.

He looked like a faculty member working in the school, but ordinary faculty members would not be so busy, so he should be a principal or something like that, possibly from several nearby primary and secondary schools, or of course, a university.

It would be great if he was the principal of Gotham University, the Joker thought endlessly, he would hang the body in the school, so that the group of little brats would be scared and afraid to go to class for a few days, and Schiller's expression would be very interesting at that time.

He chased the man from a distance and came to the front of the house with him. The man reached out to unlock the door, and the Joker stood still in the distance, always staying outside the precise aiming distance of the pistol, looming in the shadows.

He did this to put pressure on the other party. He knew that when people are afraid, they will make more mistakes, panic, collapse, and scream, but they will not do effective self-defense at all.

The Joker likes to see the prey collapse. He just likes chaos. Anyway, the night is still long, and he has plenty of time to play with this guy.

The doorbell of Schiller's house rang.

At this time, Schiller, who had just returned from outside, had just changed into pajamas and was ready to go to bed. He pushed open the bedroom door and saw Raven running up the stairs.

Raven saw her with a panic expression, and Schiller immediately saw that she was hiding something. When Raven was about to speak, Schiller made a gesture to her to keep quiet.

Schiller walked down the stairs slowly and looked out through the peephole, but saw a pale and panicked figure appear outside the door.

It was the postman.

Schiller opened the door, and the postman leaned against the door weakly and said, "Sir, someone attacked me. He moved my messenger bag, which was full of your letters. This may put you in danger."

Schiller's mind turned quickly, and he immediately knew who did it. This must be the Joker's backhand, probably to frame the bank robbery on his head.

The method was very simple. He just had to kill everyone on his mailing list. Even if the police couldn't find enough evidence, they would definitely suspect him. Once Gordon knew about this, he would be the one to blame.

Schiller opened the door and let the postman in. He was holding a crumpled bag in his hand. It was the messenger bag he used to pick up mail when he wandered around the community during the day.

Schiller turned on all the lights in the house, gave Raven a look that said "we'll talk about your business later", and then said to Raven: "I remember there is a medical kit in the bathroom upstairs, go and look for it."

Raven looked at Schiller and still felt a little uneasy, but finally followed Schiller's instructions and went upstairs. She heard a rustling conversation downstairs, which sounded like the postman was telling his experience.

Raven looked for the medical kit and listened at the same time. Anyway, the postman was caught in the alley and knocked unconscious on the way to deliver the letter. The other party attacked him from behind, so he didn't see his face at all.

After waking up, the postman thought he was robbed, but nothing was missing from his body. He found that he didn't have enough time to deliver the letter, so he planned to deliver the letter quickly.

The package was basically full of Schiller's letters. The postman was a little panicked and in a hurry, so he hurriedly delivered the letters door to door. When the letters were almost delivered, the postman found the letters at the bottom and found that the letters had been touched.

At this time, he realized that the other party might be targeting Schiller's letter, but the letter had already been put into someone else's mailbox, and he had no way to open the mailbox and take it out.

This was a serious mistake in his work, because he did not protect the letter well, and did not notice the leak of the letter at the first time, and still sent the leaked letter to someone else.

If someone put some explosives or dangerous goods in these letters, he would be finished. Even if there was no one, the fact that his private letters were touched or taken away by others would be enough to make him lose his job.

"I didn't dare to come to you at the first time." The postman said tremblingly: "If you report me, I will lose this job. This is my only job. Without it, I can't support my family."

"After receiving the letter, the post office will take it back for record. I went back and found the record. With my memory, I checked it. I think it should not be lost. I thought it should not be a big deal at the time."

"But soon, I suddenly remembered that I didn't deliver to the house at the end of the street, because I usually go around and deliver to their house alone. That day, I went back after delivering to the main road and completely forgot about that house."

"And there is no letter for that house in my bag. Did you send a letter to them?" The postman asked hopefully.

Schiller thought of the house that he drove by before. The name of Shivana was written on the house number. Schiller wrote a letter to Shivana, which means that the letter Schiller sent to Shivana may have been lost, or more likely taken away by the clown.

The reason is probably very simple. When Schiller was mailing the letter, he found that most of the neighbors in the community had common surnames, such as Johnson and Wilson. Only the surname Sivana was special.

If the Joker wanted to frame him, he would definitely take the letter.

Schiller wanted to tell the postman that he had not sent it, so that he would feel relieved that no letter was lost, because the postman could not be the Joker's opponent, and the reason for the loss of the letter was not his. Besides, Sivana had no good intentions, so he was allergic.

Schiller was about to speak when his eyes fell on the messenger bag tightly held by the postman.

If he only remembered that the letter was lost this afternoon, he should have come to confess on his way off work. If he did not make up his mind until now, why did he bring the messenger bag for working hours?

Raven upstairs finally found the medical bag. The moment she picked up the small box and walked out of the bathroom, she heard a "bang" from downstairs.

She stopped, held her breath, and carefully walked through the corridor on the second floor, walked to the stairs and looked down.

The postman fell to the ground, blood oozing from his head. Schiller, standing next to him, held the bloody statue in his hand.

The moment he looked up at Raven, Raven shuddered.

"Don't take the medical kit, Miss, go to the kitchen and get a knife."

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