Chapter 3028: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (Thirty-Six)

Chapter 3002 The green trees are dense and the summer is long (thirty-six)

"Jesus, who are you?!"

Schiller was not surprised when he heard a scream. He turned around and saw a red-haired woman, but he was a little afraid to recognize her because she was too old compared to the photo.

Although ten years have passed, this woman seems to have aged 30 years out of thin air. Her red curly hair, which was neatly tied up in the photo, is now messily draped on both sides of her cheeks. Her cheekbones are completely sunken, so The nasolabial lines are particularly obvious, not like a mature man at all, but like an old woman.

The man pushing the wheelchair is not as healthy and strong as in the photo. He is so thin that his shoulders are at right angles. His complexion is not wheat-colored, but very pale, and his thick brown hair is gone.

Schiller was at a loss for words. The man seemed to want to rush into the house to get a gun. Schiller could only say: "Don't be afraid. Robbers who don't break into houses will choose to wear suits. That will give them heat stroke."

Only then did the man notice the suit on Schiller. It was obvious that he had once been an elite, and a quick glance revealed that the suit was expensive.

"Are you a gangster?" He was still a little wary. After all, he was a native of Gotham. When he saw a man in a suit appearing in his house, his first reaction was a gangster.

"I don't think the gang would recruit someone like me. My marksmanship is terrible." Schiller sat on the sofa and put his business card on the coffee table. The man hesitated, but it was too hot outside, so he had no choice but to He pushed his wife into the house.

He pushed the wheelchair farther away from the sofa and walked over cautiously. He didn't need to get very close to see the title of Professor of Psychology at Gotham University written on the business card.

Schiller is indeed a very famous psychologist, but most ordinary people don't care about psychologists, and they can't tell who the most famous psychologist is today. Men are more concerned about the position of professor at Gotham University. .

"Are you a professor at Gotham University? You... why are you here?"

Just as the man was about to say something, Schiller continued: "James Gordon asked me to come. He was worried that you would do something stupid, but I came too early. It was very hot outside, so I had to enter your house first."

"But now it's outside...well, it's really hot in what you're wearing. Did he ask you to comfort us?"

"That's right, he knows you guys may not be able to accept this bad news."

"We just can't accept it!" The man raised his voice and said, "Our child is dead, but the police station doesn't even have a suspect's name! How can we accept this?!"

"Don't worry, that's why I'm here." Schiller buttoned up his suit and stood up and said, "You know Gordon is a responsible police chief. If he really has no clues, he won't I will inform you so early.”

The man was stunned for a moment, then stared at Schiller closely.

"Do you know what the police department would do if they caught a suspect?"

"Let him go to jail?"

"Yes, but that's all." Schiller sighed and said, "This is the limit of what the law can do. Do you think it's enough?"

The man pursed his lips tightly, then waved his arms and said: "Our son is dead, but the damn cruel murderer is still alive! But...but what can we do?"

"I said, if the police catch the suspect, he will go to jail, but what if the police can't catch him?"

The man was completely stunned. Before he could turn around, he said urgently: "How can they not arrest him! This is their responsibility, they must..."

Then he came to his senses and asked tentatively: "You mean, the police can only let him go to jail, but I can..."

"No." He said pessimistically: "I don't know who he is or where he is. How can I catch him?"

"Then why am I here?"

The man suddenly looked over, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he rushed in front of Schiller and said: "You mean you know where he is? Do you know where the damn guy is?!!"

The woman suddenly screamed crazily. She kept banging the armrests of the wheelchair. The man rushed over and spent a lot of effort to calm his wife down.

"That's exactly what I'm telling you. Do you remember the elementary and middle schools your sons went to? Why were these two schools demolished?"

This was not a problem, the man realized immediately, but he still responded instinctively: "They said it was poor management..."

"Suddenly running poorly after your son disappeared?"

The man slowly opened his mouth, and then suddenly coughed violently. He couldn't stand up straight while holding on to the back of the chair. He slowly fell to his knees, covered his face and began to cry.

"Buffa's death may be the key." Schiller began to pace around the room and said: "There may have been some missing children in the school before, but people only thought it was an ordinary missing child case. They may have been lost or lost. Wandered into the lake by mistake, or fell off the cliff.”

"But Buffa is different, because as soon as he disappeared, the school was demolished urgently, which means someone discovered something, so they had to destroy the body quickly to prevent the matter from being exposed."

The man seemed to suddenly remember something, and he said: "Pari... that is, my wife, she is a physical education teacher in the community primary school. I remember that she was not in a good mood a few days before our son disappeared. It seems that she had a quarrel with someone in the school..."

"Can you know who it was with?"

"I don't know, she didn't say it in detail." The man shook his head and said, then his expression became complicated and said: "My wife is not in a good mental state. If you want to ask her for clues, I'm afraid..."

"Do you still remember my major?"

The man's eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of hope. He looked at his wife, then looked at Schiller said, "I don't know much about psychology, but I know that psychotherapy is effective, but the cost is too expensive..."

"It's free, sir, because there is obviously no conclusive evidence now. If you can find clues from your wife's memory, it will be enough to pay for your consultation."

"Okay." The man mustered up his courage and said with a clenched fist: "If she feels uncomfortable, stop, but I think she will be willing to tell you."

After a little preparation, Schiller began his hypnosis. Just like looking for answers in Nygma's memory, he once again entered the mother's spiritual world.

Finally, he got the most accurate clue since the investigation, because he saw Mr. Nygma's face in Pari's memory-he was the principal of the Borokin Community Middle School at that time.

And Pari saw his method of committing the crime.

At that time, as the principal, Nygma could not hide his desire to do evil, but he was worried that something happened in the school and would affect his future, so he chose not to do it in school.

The elementary school department does not have a separate principal, and is still under his management. He will play games with the children during breaks to get closer to them, and then pull some children aside to ask questions on the pretext of investigating the teaching level of the teachers.

Some of them are normal inquiries, but he will make an appointment with other children, to be precise, those who have a good relationship with him and like to be around him, to go on an adventure somewhere.

This place is usually not far from the school, but because the school is located on the edge of the forest, he always tells the children to wait for him on a small path in the forest near the school on weekends.

As for how to ensure that the children do not tell their parents and go out alone on weekends, Pari does not know, but Schiller knows that children's minds are not fully developed and are easily manipulated by adults. If someone is deliberate, these are not difficult.

Let's take a step back and say that some children are smart and will naturally not be fooled, but there are always some students who are not smart enough among so many students, and they just need to be screened out.

At that time, Pari didn't know what Mr. Nygma was going to do. She thought the children were naughty and pestered the principal to take them to the forest to play. The principal couldn't stand their noise and agreed to them.

But Pari was a very responsible physical education teacher. She knew that playing on the gentle slope with some small trees was one thing, and going deep into the forest was another thing, so she came to the principal's office to dissuade Mr. Nygma.

According to Pari's recollection, when she mentioned this, Nygma showed a surprised expression. He didn't seem to expect that someone had heard his conversation with the children.

Not long after this, Pari's son, Buffa, who also studied in the community primary school, disappeared, and Pari was diagnosed with mental illness.

Does it sound familiar? Edward, Pari, and Miss Richie, the experiences of these three people are exactly the same. They all found some clues and were diagnosed with mental illness.

This resulted in the police being unable to get any valuable clues from their mouths, because they talked incoherently. Even if they asked some content, the court would not recognize the testimony of the mentally ill, and naturally there was no way to punish them by legal means.

Unfortunately, they did not expect that there was someone like Schiller who could dig out the truth from the chaotic brain of a mental patient.

After exploring Pari's brain, Schiller highly suspected that Edward's uncle, Mr. Nygma, had a background in psychology education, and that Edward, Miss Richie and Pari's madness had human factors.

It is much easier to drive a person crazy than to cure a mental patient. With a little guidance, some people who are not firm enough will easily doubt themselves.

However, there is still a doubt, that is, Schiller feels that whether it is Edward who was supposed to be the riddle man, or the firm and stubborn Miss Richie, or the kind and responsible Pari, they are not the kind of people who are easily affected by hypnosis.

Again, hypnosis is not that magical. It cannot fundamentally change a person's personality. If it is really possible to make an evil person become kind through hypnosis, then the psychologist can be renamed Jesus.

The above three people are not the kind of hesitant, cowardly and not smart enough. How did Mr. Nygma drive all three of them crazy?

Schiller investigated this case just because he had nothing to do, but now he is very curious.

Because even if he doesn't use any supernatural powers, he is not completely sure that he can turn these three people into what they are now. If the mysterious Mr. Nygma has this ability, how can he not have a place among Gotham's super criminals?

When it comes to academic issues, Schiller can't help but be serious. He has a hunch that this is not a simple child abuse case, and there should be a deeper secret behind it.

A-choo!