Chapter 2847: Demonic Forbidden Zone (Seventeen)

Chapter 2821: The Demonic Restricted Area (Seventeen)

In the end, Peter agreed to Jerome's invitation. He had planned to go to the lobby on the first floor, but as soon as they arrived, they saw all the people who had left the meeting crowded on the first floor.

Peter's vision became more and more blurred. He saw a group of sardines crowded in a can. The scales, fins and mucus kept surging, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

He felt that he really couldn't go among the crowd anymore. Obviously, his mental state was affected. Perhaps, as Jerome said, he was on the verge of collapse. If this continued, he would not be able to bear it without others provoking him.

Decided to go underground with Jerome to find out what was going on. They first walked down the safe passage, but found that the door to the negative first floor was locked.

This door had no lock, but was bolted on the back. It could not be opened from the front at all. It seemed that there should be other entrances.

This was easy for Peter. He smashed the glass above, stuck the bolt with spider silk, and opened the door. Jerome looked like he had seen the right person.

Peter shrugged and said, "I'm fine with this job, but if I run into a weird monster later, I'll have to rely on you. I don't understand that."

Jerome didn't refute, and the two continued to walk down. Jerome said, "The first and second floors below ground are parking lots, which is not where we are looking for. The hotel should have a third floor below ground, but it is not drawn on the safety diagram of either the elevator or the fire escape."

"Then how do we get in?"

"There must be a door." Jerome was confident, and he said, "Let's go to the second floor below ground first. I have some guesses."

Schiller in Wayne Manor was not idle either. Although there was a monster in the image of Alfred patrolling outside, they could not talk, communicate, or make big movements, but it was still possible to conduct simple exploration.

Schiller suspected that the time and space in Gotham City was disordered, so they might not be on the upper floor of the Wayne Hotel, but in the real Wayne Manor, but they were not sure what time period it was.

In fact, it was easy to judge. The degree of wear and tear of the furniture and walls could be roughly judged, but the problem was that they were now in the guest room, which might not have been visited by anyone for several years or even more than ten years. There were only daily cleaning and maintenance, which would leave some traces. To judge the specific time, they had to go to the place where the owner of the manor often moved.

Moreover, if they wanted to explore the secrets of Thomas and Martha, they had to go to the master bedroom or the study, but Schiller was not sure if he would bump into Alfred's big head if he went there now.

He gently opened the door and looked through the crack of the door. He didn't see anything unusual outside, but found that there were several more bodies in the corridor. It was estimated that the people who wanted to run were stabbed to death by the tentacles.

Gordon, who was sitting on the sofa, made a few gestures to Schiller, which probably meant that he could lead the big head away, but Schiller was not sure if he could find the study in a short time, and if Gordon died, he would have to face it all alone.

Schiller thought about it and felt that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. He and Gordon couldn't communicate smoothly now, so there was no way to make a specific plan. The two of them gestured a few times and understood each other's meaning.

Gordon pushed the door open and walked out gently. He wanted to make some noise to attract the big head. Schiller took this opportunity to go upstairs to find a study or bedroom.

After Gordon left, Schiller heard some movement in the garden outside, and the sticky sound of water slid past the door. Alfred seemed to have left.

There was no time to hesitate. Schiller rushed out the door at the fastest speed and rushed to the location of the stairs in his memory. The mucus and blood on the ground mixed together, making the ground very smooth. Schiller staggered a little, but he quickly ran to the third floor.

In his memory, the study should be on the third floor, but this was not the Wayne Manor he was familiar with. Schiller searched around the third floor and found neither the study nor the bedroom.

There are two possibilities now. Either the two rooms with important information are hidden and need some special means to open them. Another possibility is that the study and bedroom are upstairs, and we have to continue looking up.

Schiller didn't have much time to hesitate, because there was no movement in the garden, and the sticky sound of water reappeared on the first floor. Alfred had obviously returned.

He had no time to clean up the footprints, so he would definitely chase them. It seemed that continuing to run up would be a good choice, but Schiller hesitated and did not leave the third floor.

Whether it is the Wayne Hotel or the Wayne Manor, they are all related to Martha Wayne, so some of the hotel's rules may also be applied to the manor. Maybe the house number was taken off?

Schiller looked at the rooms on the third floor and did not find any house numbers, but it was also rare for people in private houses to put names on every door.

But Schiller noticed a detail. The door handles of all the room doors looked the same. Schiller randomly found a door and twisted it. He found that twisting it to the right would open the door, but twisting it to the left would not stop the door. He just needed to twist it a few more times with a little force to remove the door handle.

Schiller twisted off a door handle as quickly as possible, and sure enough, the door began to disappear gradually, leaving only a hole for the door handle and a screw hole, which was similar in nature.

After understanding the principle, we must figure out where the door handles of the study and bedroom are. Looking at the huge figure approaching downstairs, Schiller has a bad guess, that is, the old housekeeper of the manor personally keeps the door handles of the most important rooms.

It seems that we must have a head-on collision.

The sticky sound is not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of something scratching the railing of the patio stairs. The huge head does not need to walk. It can rise or fall freely in the patio, like an elevator.

Wait, elevator?

All the images in this kind of horror scene are meaningful and represent something. The elevator is an image that appears repeatedly in two scenes. For Martha Wayne, the elevator must have a special meaning.

Did Martha Wayne encounter the monster in the elevator for the first time?

Schiller was not sure, but he suddenly thought that if this rule of not being able to hear, see, or speak is aimed at Martha Wayne, or Martha Wayne feels that she is in this state in the manor, then this imagined monster must also be targeting Martha.

Schiller immediately knew what to do.

He first squatted down and hid in the corner of the stairs, waiting for the huge head to rise.

When the shadow slowly approached, the unpleasant fishy smell made Schiller almost unable to breathe. He endured the feeling of suffocation and looked at the huge head. The faint moonlight illuminated the whole head.

The moment he looked directly at the head, Schiller felt like he was hit hard. He felt a bloody smell lingering between his mouth and nose. He reached out and wiped it, and he bleed a lot from his nose.

But the previous glance did not allow Schiller to see clearly whether there was anything else on the head, so he could only take another look. This time the blood flowed from Schiller's eye sockets.

His vision was almost completely black, and he obviously couldn't take a third look, but the good news was that Schiller saw that the two tentacles on the back of Alfred's head seemed to be holding a string of door handles, which also fit the image of a butler holding the keys to the whole family.

This big head couldn't be looked at directly. Schiller's two glances at him had attracted Alfred's attention and even ignited Alfred's anger.

The tentacles flew towards this side, and small tentacles like bamboo shoots began to emerge from the ground. Many people were pierced by these tentacles on the ground.

Schiller tried his best to avoid being touched by the tentacles. He was flexible and kept turning and moving to the other side of the patio.

He reached out and threw something down.

It was the door handle he had removed before, but there were two hairs wrapped around the door handle. They were the two hairs that Schiller had found in the battery compartment of the hotel alarm clock that were suspected to be Martha Wayne's hair.

Schiller made the right bet. This was indeed Martha Wayne's hair, and Alfred always took Martha as his first target. The door handle fell to the first floor with a thump, and Big Head followed.

Schiller made an extremely risky move - he flipped over the patio railing directly, jumped on the top of Big Head's head, grabbed the door handle string, and then jumped to the patio on the second floor.

This direct contact really angered Alfred. It might be because the two hairs were too light. Alfred changed his target again and turned his face to Schiller.

Schiller guessed that the door handle held by Alfred must have its special features. Whether it was the master bedroom or the study, it might be a place that Alfred could not touch.

This was also reasonable. Although he was the butler, the privacy of the master was the first priority. There must be some places in the whole manor that he could not go.

Schiller ran back to the third floor in a few steps, took a door handle from the door handle string at random, and screwed it into the hole of the door handle that had been removed before.

The moment the door was opened, a thick tentacle ran through the corridor. Fortunately, Schiller had walked into the room first.

After closing the door, Schiller breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to the gradually weakening noise outside, he knew that he had made the right choice again.

He turned around and found that he was very lucky. This was a study room, and there were still some traces of activity. Judging from the height and state of the traces, it was Thomas Wayne who had been active here.

But what surprised Schiller was that everything was covered with a layer of dust, and it looked like the study had not been used for at least 20 years.