Chapter 2579: Whistling Down (Thirty-Seven)

Chapter 2553: Down the Corridor (Thirty-Seven)

Schiller's mind was like lightning, and two facts flashed through his mind.

First, with such a big scene, Gordon must have arrived.

Second, Raven was still in the house, and he couldn't hide it from the old detective.

But he still didn't step on the brakes, and drove the car towards the cordon at a very steady speed until the police standing in front of the cordon waved to him and signaled him to stop. Schiller then slowly stepped on the brakes.

He got out of the car and found that the police who stopped him were two young men, obviously new police officers who had just arrived recently, so he stretched out his hands to indicate that he was harmless and said, "I am a resident here. I just came back from the post office. What's going on here?"

Seeing Schiller in a suit and tie, with nothing in his hands, driving a famous brand car, and the car was well maintained, the two police officers breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, there has been a murder in your community. Someone was dismembered in a gentleman's house. We have blocked the street and are investigating."

"Then can I go back to my house?"

"Not yet. Please wait in the car for a while. We need to report the personnel exchanges to our superiors before we can open the cordon for you." One of the policemen said as a routine.

Schiller returned to the car, but waved to call two policemen over and handed one of them a roll of tips. The policeman understood and said, "Sorry, sir, but I have to say that I am afraid that there is a terrible serial killer wandering around your community. If you are not in a hurry to go home, I suggest you stay in a hotel for one night."

"Of course, I dare not go back, but I have my underage niece at home. I have to take her to the new school to meet the teacher tomorrow. Otherwise, ask your superiors if you can send her out?"

Schiller handed over another roll of tips. The two policemen held the money and showed a hesitant expression on their faces. In theory, the cordon should be wide in and strict out, so as to ensure that no suspect is missed.

But now everyone's life is not easy, they really need this tip, it's not good to do nothing to get money for others to help them get rid of disasters.

"Let me ask Officer Clay for you." The police officer's hand rested on the car window frame and nodded to Schiller. Just as he was about to leave, Schiller stopped him and said, "But I heard that Chief Gordon is in charge of major cases. Didn't he come?"

Schiller showed his concern about the facts, because he knew that the eyes of the masses were sharp. After so many years of hard work, Gordon had a high prestige among the people of Gotham. Not only did he gain the trust of the upper class, but he also had a good reputation among ordinary people. Everyone was counting on him and felt that he was the only police officer who could uphold justice.

Schiller frowned and showed a dissatisfied look, as if he was saying that such a big thing had happened, but Gordon didn't come, but he actually wished that Gordon didn't come.

"Don't you know? Officer Gordon was transferred to the Metropolitan Police Training Academy for two weeks of experience sharing and teaching."

"Police Training Academy? Isn't the only police training academy on the East Coast in Chicago?" Schiller asked with some confusion.

"That one is newly opened." One of the police officers answered vaguely, saying, "All the good police chiefs on the East Coast have been called there for training, and they probably won't be back within a month."

"Then this Officer Clay..."

"He was transferred to Gotham about a year ago." The young police officer replied, "He is a professional, graduated from the Criminal Investigation Department of Pennsylvania State University, and was the head of the Behavioral Technology Department of the Gotham Serious Crime Unit. He was very trusted by Chief Gordon, so he gave all his work to him before he left."

Schiller nodded. He knew that after initially making up for the lack of firepower, the Gotham Police Department no longer spent a lot of money on hardware, but instead started to start with software, hiring many technical talents at high salaries.

Now the Gotham Police Department can be regarded as the most comprehensive police department on the East Coast, with the strongest technical capabilities and the most experience in handling various accidents. All this is thanks to Chief Gordon who has been persisting, so it is not surprising that he was called for training.

But the police academy in Metropolis caught Schiller's attention. The largest and most formal police academy on the East Coast is in Chicago, where Gordon is from. The others are all police training schools.

From the current situation, the police talents produced by this police academy plus many police schools are completely sufficient, and Metropolis has never lacked police. Why set up a separate police academy and make such a big scene?

Schiller temporarily kept his doubts in his heart and prepared to say hello to Officer Clay. After the two young police officers reported Schiller's situation, Schiller was invited almost immediately.

After he walked over, he saw a tall white man who was dressed slightly different from other ordinary police officers. He was between 35 and 40 years old, with a square face and broad forehead, and deep eyes. He was the image of a sheriff that often appeared in film and television dramas.

There was another tall, thin, bald man next to him. As soon as he turned his head, Schiller recognized him. It was Principal Shivana.

When Schiller came over, Shivana immediately came up to him. He shook hands with Schiller first, then patted Schiller on the shoulder and said, "It's a good thing you're okay, professor. I was so worried."

"What on earth is going on?" Schiller was confused.

He stepped forward and shook hands with Officer Clay. The officer looked Schiller up and down with his hawk-like eyes. The look that seemed to be observing the suspect made Schiller frown.

Sivana immediately stood between the two of them and introduced to Clay: "This is Schiller Rodriguez, a psychology professor at Gotham University and a world-renowned psychologist. He has also made achievements in criminal investigation science and behavioral science. Maybe you have heard of his name.”

The tall white police officer known as Clay nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, I have seen this name in the textbooks, but as my responsibilities are, I still need to ask you a few questions. I hope you don't mind."

"Come on, officer, Professor Schiller can't be the suspect. Didn't I tell you? I saw a big difference between the back of the serial killer and Professor Schiller. Anyone can tell at a glance that he doesn't Suspicion."

"It's okay, officer, I just want to know what's going on." Schiller looked at Sivana and said, "But before that, I have to go back to the house to make sure my niece is okay."

Sivana suddenly realized it and said anxiously: "Oh my God, I almost forgot about this! Professor Schiller has an underage niece who may be alone in the house now. We have to find her quickly. , we cannot let minors go..."

Just as he said this, there was a bang behind him. Schiller turned his head suddenly and saw that the wall in the backyard of his house collapsed. The moment his spiritual vision was opened, he could see a force bursting out from the backyard, but Disappeared in an instant.

He turned his peripheral vision to Sivana and found that Sivana's right eye also flashed with light. Apparently he also saw that power.

Several people immediately ran towards Schiller's house and opened the door. Schiller didn't see the figure of the raven, so he knew that something must have happened to the raven.

He opened the door directly in front of him, and when he opened the door, he found that the previous sculptures had fallen to the ground. The bat doll was lying in the middle of the floor, with a cut on its back and messy traces of struggle everywhere.

Walking further inside, the dining table fell to the ground, and the vases were broken on the floor. The kitchen counter and stove were not a big problem, but the refrigerator fell over, face down, and the wires were torn.

Continuing forward, the backyard suffered the most. There was a big hole in the center of the backyard, and the remains of the unfinished barbecue grill and table football were still smoking.

"Oh God..." Sivana sighed.

"Rachel! Rachel!!" Schiller rushed to the second floor and did not see the raven. He knew that the raven was no longer in the house, but he still showed an anxious attitude.

The police officers quickly rushed in and began to search the house. After Schiller walked down and stared at Officer Clay for a while, he said with a very serious face: "Someone kidnapped my niece. I have to know this." what's going on."

Clay made a gesture and asked all the police officers to chase him out in the direction of the collapsed wall. The police officers came out in full force, and the three of them left Schiller's house and returned to the street again.

"I was woken up tonight," Sivana said. "I heard something moving in the backyard, so I wanted to go over and take a look. As soon as I went out, I saw a black shadow climbing out along the fence of my backyard."

"He left several black plastic bags in my backyard, the kind commonly used in trash cans outside. I walked over and took a look, and they turned out to be human body parts."

"I was frightened and called the police quickly. Officer Clay arrived quickly. I thought that such a short time was not enough to allow this horrific murderer to leave our community, so I proposed to cordon off the community."

After speaking, he showed a look of remorse and said: "We should strengthen the defense of every house, so that your niece will not... But I still don't understand what happened with the explosion."

"I was putting together a barbecue grill," Schiller said. "If a fight broke out between them, it was probably a gas explosion."

Sivana seemed to want to find an excuse for this abnormality, and immediately nodded and said: "This is also possible, then the murderer and your niece may have been injured, and he cannot run far. I suggest that we continue the search. ”

"Of course." Clay said: "The disappearance of a minor is not a trivial matter. Even if we didn't see her being kidnapped, we can still make this assumption. I will send someone to investigate immediately."

At this moment, a female police officer squeezed through the crowd and walked to Clay's ear, whispering a few words. Clay looked a little dissatisfied and said, "Why didn't you report it earlier?"

"It usually takes 10 to 24 hours to report a missing case." The female police officer said with some embarrassment: "Especially for adult missing cases, if they hadn't repeatedly requested it, we would have to wait until night."

"What's wrong?" Although Schiller already knew what was going on, he still asked deliberately.

"A model employee of the post office is missing." Clay frowned and said seriously: "The post office is already short of people, and now no one is doing the employee's job. They hope we can find him quickly."

"Bodies in bags!" Sivana immediately exclaimed.

The three of them came to Sivana's backyard together again. The crime scene was untouched. At this time, several police officers from the Physical Evidence Section were examining the outside of the bag for clues.

Clay waved his hand, and someone immediately opened the bag carefully. An older policeman next to him glanced at Schiller, and Schiller also looked at him. This policeman was the only familiar face among all the policemen. He had always followed him before. Behind Gordon.

"No head." The older police officer put his hands on his hips and shook his head, saying, "We haven't opened the bag yet, but we can tell from the external outline that the head of the body is missing."

Clay could obviously tell, but he still wanted to take the limbs out of the bag. Just as the bag was turned over and exuded a strong bloody smell, Schiller turned his head and coughed twice, and Shivana also took two steps back.

Clay's eyes swept over the two people. Schiller frowned with a look of disgust, and Shivana looked a little pale.

"You don't seem to be very scared, professor." Clay stared at Schiller and said.