Chapter 2620: Whistling Down (Seventy-Eight)

Chapter 2594: Down the Xiaoxiao River (Seventy-eight)

After Clark and his team arrived, a wave of people came. Cars stopped one after another beside the woods, and everyone who got off the car was surprised that Schiller would welcome them here.

And Schiller knew where Victor's stereotype of him came from. Everyone thought that they would be greeted by an open space or a venue for an academic seminar, including graduate students and doctoral students who had just worked and studied here a few days ago.

They looked at Schiller with a hint of fear.

It was like although our professor was not easy to get along with before, you'd better return him as soon as possible, otherwise we won't have dinner with unknown monsters.

Everyone brought rich gifts, which were more like excellent patches than gifts. Now Schiller confirmed that Victor's anxiety that "Schiller might not be able to do anything" was true, because someone even brought a pool table.

Each of them seemed to be worried that if they didn't find something to do for themselves, Schiller would find something for them to do, so they were fully prepared to entertain themselves.

Lex even brought six computers and a server, as well as a brand-new Luther game console that has not yet been launched on the market and more than 50 family-friendly electronic games, which attracted the attention of all the young people as soon as they were taken out.

This is good, Schiller thought, because many of his colleagues have children, the youngest is five or six years old, and the oldest is about to go to college. It is difficult to find a common hobby for these people.

Obviously, these children are unlikely to like fishing or playing poker. The younger ones can run wild in the woods, and the older ones have nothing to do except helping with the barbecue.

The game console can alleviate this embarrassment very well, especially those family-friendly games that require multi-person collaboration. Regardless of gender, age or young, they can find fun in them. As soon as the machine was put down, a group of people gathered around it.

Moreover, most of the guests invited by Schiller are either high-level intellectuals such as doctors and professors, or wealthy people who can afford houses in wealthy areas. In this era when electronic equipment is still relatively expensive, these people will obviously be the future customer group of this type of game console. Lex can also do machine testing and user satisfaction surveys by the way.

Schiller began to believe that Lex Luthor was the smartest person in the world.

The number of people who came was far more than expected, because many people brought their families, even four children and two dogs. Fortunately, Victor and his team prepared extra tents, otherwise Schiller's preparations might not be enough.

After almost everyone arrived, a gray car finally arrived. The door was opened, and a figure that should not have appeared but was not unexpected by Schiller appeared on the grass.

That was Amanda Waller.

Her face was not very good, followed by a bodyguard and a middle-aged man who looked like a researcher. Others came to announce good news, but they seemed to be here to mourn.

To be more precise, she came to attend the funeral, because Amanda said as soon as she opened her mouth: "Long time no see, Professor Schiller, can I ask where you took my subordinates?"

Schiller was in a very good mood now, so he didn't bother to argue with her, but said: "I remember I didn't send you an invitation, but if you want to come, I won't turn you away."

After that, he turned and walked down the gentle slope. Amanda followed him quickly and said: "They will be an important part of the Sky Eye Society. You can't just..."

"What did I do to them?"

"They disappeared, and And completely lost contact with the headquarters. "

"What does that have to do with me?"

"They disappeared around you."

"Why did they come around me?"

Amanda was choked. Schiller stopped and looked back at Amanda and said, "Do you have any legitimate reason other than a lot of trouble surrounding me? You knew what the consequences of doing this would be, but you insisted on doing it. It's not me who made them disappear, but you."

"But you can obviously..."

"What can you do? Do nothing? Do you think this is possible at all?"

"I mean, you don't look surprised at all."

"What should I be surprised about? Surprised that you did this? I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm afraid there won't be many people so stupid even if I look around the world."

Amanda is no longer angry about Schiller calling her stupid, she just wants to solve the problem, she said: "Okay, I sent them here to test their strength, you destroyed them, but why cut off their connection with the headquarters? We need their black boxes."

"And then it will become evidence for you to convict me?"

"There will be no video footage in it, I just need data on their physical strength and operating logic!"

"Why should I believe you?"

Amanda sighed and said: "I founded the Sky Eye Society with your good student. Do you think the FBI can create such a clone with its limited technical means?"

"So this is Bruce's work?"

"Not entirely, obviously some people don't trust clones, so they weakened them a lot. We are trying to find our own way to innovate technology, so we need that data."

"Whose idea was it to send them here?"

"Mine, but Bruce didn't refuse."

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"Because he knows you will do it even if he refuses. You never listen to others' advice, so why should he waste his breath on you?"

"Okay, it's my fault this time." Amanda said, "But I know that if I invite you to take the test in the usual way, you won't agree."

"This is not a question of any test." Schiller looked at Amanda and said, "You are still taking revenge on your own, trying every means to harass the serial killer you think is a serial killer to vent your anger."

"Why can't I do this?"

"Of course you can do this, you are righteous, so don't bother the serial killer you hate the most, please go back."

Schiller turned and walked into the woods. Amanda gritted her teeth, but still followed him. She said, "I think we can make a deal. I only want the black box."

Schiller didn't say a word until he passed between two big trees. Amanda didn't see so many people here.

Her eyes and her intuition immediately locked onto several people in the crowd, including Jonathan, Valentine, Jack, Victor, etc. Great, she actually broke into the gathering of serial killers.

But soon a burst of noise made her dizzy. She looked in that direction and found that there was a machine and several computers placed on the open space, and a group of children and young people were shouting around the computers.

What is this? A reserve of serial killers?

"Ms. Waller, why are you here?" Gordon came over, shook hands with Amanda and said, "How are you doing recently?"

"So what are you doing here?" Amanda asked.

"It's just an ordinary housewarming party. Professor Schiller moved to a new home and held a camping party. Not bad, isn't it?"

Amanda was about to speak when Gordon said, "I have something to ask you about Mexico. Can we talk for a while?"

Amanda keenly caught the key words. She looked Gordon up and down with some vigilance and said, "Mexico? I have nothing to do with the Mexican mess. You found the wrong person."

"What about the black movement?" Gordon raised his eyebrows and said.

Amanda's face became a little ugly. She said, "No matter who told you this news, I won't pay more for it."

"I just need some intelligence. Please come over."

Gordon and Amanda walked to the less crowded end to talk. Amanda acted a little absent-minded, wondering how Gordon knew she had contact with the Black Panther Party.

Amanda knew that she didn't look like someone who would have contact with this group of people. Anyone who saw her appearance and knew what she did would think she was just a government running dog and had nothing to do with the left wing.

But if a Gotham sheriff knows about this, it proves that either he has a lot of connections or there is something wrong with the Black Panther Party.

Just when Amanda was worried, she saw Schiller and another figure walking to the river to talk. If she was not mistaken, the man had exaggerated clown makeup on his face.

But it didn't look like a clown. Amanda knew that Jack the Clown was a truck driver, and he didn't look like this. Could it be a clown from another universe?

What were the two of them talking about? Could it be that the clown helped Schiller solve the clones? Or were they sharing the data in the black box?

Amanda wanted to eavesdrop, but Gordon obviously wouldn't give her this opportunity. He stepped forward and blocked Amanda's sight.

Amanda calmly moved to the side, intending to see Schiller's lip shape, but the next second, Schiller kicked the clown into the river.

Amanda and Gordon were stunned.

No, why did they fight? Schiller didn't seem like the kind of person who would get angry and fight.

The two of them didn't want to talk anymore, and returned to the camp with their own thoughts. Soon Schiller came back, followed by the clown who looked like a drowned rat.

It wasn't the clown Jack from this universe, but the clown from Batman. Schiller's last invitation was written to him.

At this time, he yelled at the others like crazy, "At the bottom of the lake!! There is a monster at the bottom of the lake!! I saw it!!!!"

Everyone else stared at him blankly, not to mention Jonathan, Victor and the like, Amanda didn't believe his words, the clown was synonymous with freaks.

"Calm down, sir." Gordon was a responsible sheriff. He tried his best to appease the yelling clown and said, "What did you say? What's at the bottom of the lake? Fossils?"

"There is a monster with countless arms, legs and bones. I saw it when I fell just now. It was climbing up!!"

"No, sir, this is not funny. If you want to tell a joke, maybe you can wait until the meat is roasted, which will keep us all warm." Gordon shook his head and said, "There are no monsters. This is just a camping party."

"But I saw it all!! I saw it with my own eyes!! This was done by that lunatic..."

"Sorry, move aside, Mr. Sheriff." Victor stepped forward, weighed the freezing gun in his hand and said, "I said, this is a perfect camping party. If someone wants to ruin this perfect event with his unfunny jokes, he'd better think about whether he can run faster than a bullet."

Other people looked at him with unfriendly eyes. They knew he was a lunatic, but could you choose a suitable occasion before going crazy? Everyone is having a good time now, do you have to spoil the fun?

The clown was furious.

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