Chapter 251 Campfire on a Snowy Night (V)

Schiller, who was taking a nap in the lounge, heard the doorbell ring. He raised his arm in a daze, looked at his watch, then sat up and shouted to the door: "Wait a minute."

He straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, opened the door and walked out.

Evans was standing in the room. When he saw Schiller coming out, he said, "Sorry, professor, am I a little too early?"

"No, how did you think of making an appointment here?" Schiller turned his head and looked out the window. He didn't see the car that often picked up Evans. Evans saw his movements and said awkwardly, "I didn't come from the manor."

"Sit down."

Schiller and Evans walked to the table and sat down. Schiller carefully observed Evans and found that he looked a little haggard. He asked, "What's wrong with you? I was a little surprised when Mrs. Miller said that Little Falcone called to make an appointment for treatment. Why didn't you directly invite me to the Falcone Manor?"

"I don't live in Falconet Manor anymore." Evans put his hands on the table, lowered his eyes and said, "I moved out."

"Oh?" Schiller drank a sip of water. The fireplace in the house was burning more and more vigorously, making him feel a little hot. He said, "This is really interesting. You moved out?"

"I know it's a bit ridiculous, but... Anyway, I don't live with my godfather anymore."

"Why?"

Evans pursed his lips tightly, his expression was rarely serious, he said, "Alberto told me everything, I really didn't expect..."

His expression was a little sad, and a little complicated. He seemed to have a lot to say and urgently needed an outlet to pour it out.

"I didn't expect it to be like this, I really didn't expect it... This is too absurd, how could my brother..."

Evans covered his eyes with his hands, and then waved his hands before Schiller spoke: "... Well, actually I have accepted this fact, but... Alberto's relationship with the Godfather is a bit complicated, right?"

"I live in the Falcone Manor as before, but I always feel inexplicable palpitations, sometimes a little fear, and more importantly, I feel a little breathless when facing the Godfather."

"I know this is not my feeling, but the influence of Alberto on me."

Evans frowned, looking a little painful, and he continued: "Before, when Alberto took over the body, I couldn't feel anything, just like sleeping, but if he was too emotional, I would be awakened. One night, it was raining heavily and thundering..."

Evans looked out the window, as if he saw that rainy night, the rain flowed along the glass, and when a flash of lightning passed, the dense raindrops exuded a dazzling luster.

Alberto half-knelt on the ground, his face full of fear, and opposite him was the godfather standing in front of the window.

"That emotion was so strong. I don't know what he was afraid of, but it woke me up and made me feel his pain."

"So what did you do?"

"I don't know what I should do, but there is one thing I can do, that is to separate the two of them."

"So you moved out?"

Evans nodded and said, "The godfather was very dissatisfied with this, but I insisted on not living at home, and he had no choice. Recently, I have been living in the school dormitory and occasionally staying at my classmates' homes."

"But, after that day, my brother didn't show up. I'm worried that he has some problems. Professor, can you..."

"Okay, I know this is a bit ridiculous. "Ivens pressed his forehead and said, "But it's not me who needs psychological treatment today, but Alberto."

"Of course, your bills are all sent to the same address anyway, close your eyes and do what I say..."

Two minutes later, Alberto opened his eyes, stared at Schiller with a cold look and said, "Why did you call me out?"

"Your brother is very worried about your condition, so he asked me to give you psychological treatment."

Alberto cursed in a low voice, Schiller propped his elbows on the table, then held his chin and observed Alberto with interest. It was amazing that although he and Ivens used the same face, the two looked completely different.

The difference in temperament led to changes in expression, and the facial lines involved in the expression made the whole person look different.

This is a very good observation material, because this is a real dual personality, not the kind that is hypnotized or imagined.

"It seems that you don't want to accept your brother's kindness?"

"Accept? Do you know what that idiot did?!"

Alberto turned his head in another direction, sighed deeply, and said: "He ran to the godfather and said to him, 'I want to move out, I don't want to live at home anymore'. The godfather asked him why, and he said, 'Because you are in Falcona Manor'..."

Alberto covered his eyes and said: "Can you imagine the godfather's expression at that time?"

Alberto's voice was full of fatigue. He said, "I can feel that the Godfather is indeed old. If I dared to say such things in the past, he would directly shoot me, let me reflect until I lost too much blood, and then bandage me."

"What's more terrifying is that this is just the beginning. He came out of Falconer Manor and the driver wanted to take him, but he refused. He said he wanted to walk by himself. He wanted to walk from Falconer Manor to Gotham University in the night of Gotham..."

"Thank God, he arrived at Gotham University safely, and then because he didn't bring the dormitory key, he could only climb in through the window. Climbing in the middle of the night alerted the students upstairs. They fired two shots, but neither hit him..."

"On the second day, he disliked the bed in the dormitory was too hard and the environment was not good, so he wanted to go Ask his classmates to stay overnight..." Alberto covered his face and said:

"The man he asked was called Bruce Wayne."

"He said he had never been to the famous Wayne Manor, and said he had a good relationship with Bruce, and he would definitely let him stay for two days..."

Schiller coughed twice again, then covered his mouth. Alberto looked at him. Schiller paused for a long time before returning to normal, looking at Alberto and said: "I swear, I didn't laugh."

Alberto said very weakly: "Then Bruce really agreed, and the next night, they returned to Wayne Manor."

"Then did you see a strange figure standing at the head of your bed in the middle of the night?"

Alberto's hand moved, as if there were no words to describe his mood.

"He talked to Bruce about his new musical until midnight, and then he performed an impromptu performance, which attracted the old butler Alfred. Alfred liked him very much and strongly asked him to stay for a few more days..."

Alberto gritted his teeth and said, "Then, he was very confused and wondered why I didn't show up these days..."

Schiller couldn't hold it back any longer. Alberto smiled at him expressionlessly, as if this reaction was within his expectations.

Schiller took a deep breath and tried to suppress the desire to laugh. He looked at Alberto and said, "I admit that Evans's behavior is a bit... But you didn't show up just for this, right?"

Alberto leaned back in his chair, his golden hair covering half of his face.

"You are jealous, right?"

Alberto did not speak. Schiller put the pen back into the pen holder and said, "You know what? I met a case similar to yours before. He was a little prince of a country..."

"His brother is the heir to the royal family. He is reckless, impulsive, and does things without thinking. But no matter what trouble the eldest prince makes, his father will always clean up his mess."

Alberto lowered his eyes and said, "People are always extra tolerant of stupid people."

"You are more open-minded than him."

"The example you gave is not accurate enough, because we are not brothers, we are originally one person. Even in terms of personality, he has a brother in his memory. , but I don't think I have a brother..."

"But you should also know that if Evans didn't exist, the Godfather would not let you live. If he could kill you the first time, he could kill you the second time."

The golden hair completely blocked Alberto's eyes. He looked at Schiller through the gap in the hair and said, "Of course I know that he never regarded me as his son. His only son is Evans."

"So you should be very entangled now. Everyone abandoned you. No one chose you, including the Godfather, including Batman, and me. They all chose Evans..."

"Then Evans chose you."

"He found that you were very afraid of the Godfather and the Godfather was very afraid of you. When you are also very disgusted, I resolutely choose to stand by your side. "

Alberto's lips were tightly pursed, and there was even a hint of blue at the corners of his mouth. Schiller then inferred: "So you should be very entangled now. You can't figure out an answer, so you can only choose to escape."

"In fact, you can also think about it from another angle..." Schiller took out a new case and began to write with his head down. As he wrote, he said: "You should have seen that all the training plans of the Godfather for Evans have failed. He is not born to do this job."

"He is a bad guy. He has no moral burden for killing people, and he doesn't mind gang fights or other crimes, but he is not bad enough, nor cruel enough. ”

“He is a good man, with excellent grades, a wide range of friends, and a love of art, but he is not good enough. He does not have that kind of innate sense of justice and mission, and is more likely to go with the flow. ”

“Such a person can do any job, but unfortunately, he can't be a godfather. ”

“The godfather may have realized this fact a long time ago. He tried many ways, but none of them worked. ”

“The godfather said that he looks like his wife.”

“Maybe, but the problem now is that the godfather really only has this one son. Even if he can choose not to pass his position to his blood-related son, there is no more suitable heir after searching through the twelve families. The others are not only stupid, but also bad. ”

"That's why I'm still alive now." Alberto's voice was filled with pain.

"I can live not because I'm his son, but because I'm a qualified heir."

"Otherwise, as you said, if he can kill me the first time, he can kill me the second time..."

"Have you ever tried to talk to the Godfather?"

"Talk?" Alberto showed a stiff smile and said, "How can I talk to him? I can't even stand up when facing him..."

"If you are the enemy of the Godfather, you will understand how terrible it is to face him."

"You regard yourself as his enemy, but how can you be sure that he also regards you as his enemy?"

"If I'm not his enemy, why would he kill me?"

"Even if you are his enemy, he has already killed you."

"The only definite answer I can give you is that many people think the Godfather is very tolerant, this It's not that the Godfather is acting, but his personality is like this. This is also what makes him different from other gang leaders and his greatest personal charm. "

"You said you are very similar to the Godfather, then you can put yourself in his shoes. If a person you have killed comes back, will you treat him as your opponent and enemy and keep staring at him?"

"If he can kill you the first time, he can kill you the second time, but this is the problem."

"You have already lost to him once, and you will lose to him the second and third time. You have proved that you are not a threat to him with your successive failures, so he may let you go, right?"

The silent Alberto is like a statue. Schiller saw the shadow of Loki in him. He is also jealous of his brother, afraid of his father, and unrequited love.

This is a very wonderful thing in Schiller's view, because they are separated by two universes and have nothing to do with each other, but their souls are surprisingly similar.

For Schiller, experiencing this twice in a row was like facing a math problem in school. After writing down one solution, he would think about the second solution. Instead of feeling troublesome, he felt very happy.