Chapter 957: Schiller's "Escape" Journey (Part 2)

Continuing forward along the passage, female agent Laurenna looked back at Schiller and asked, "Why did you burn those things?"

Schiller squinted his eyes in pain and said, "Do you know why rats fly in the sky?"

Laurena was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "Why?"

"Because it's not rats, it's bats."

Laurena shook her head slightly, thinking that Schiller was indeed talking nonsense. She glanced at the route map in her hand, pointed to an intersection and said, "Turn this way, there is another base nearby..."

After that, she walked in front and led the team forward, while Schiller was supported by an agent and walked in the middle of the team. At the end were Scott and another agent who kept staring at him.

"Who is chasing us?" Scott asked as he walked forward. Schiller shook his head and said, "I told you, it's a bat."

"I hope you can still come up with such a riddle during the interrogation." Scott said coldly, but Schiller showed a slightly desperate expression. On the way to another base, he did not speak again.

When he came to the room of another base, he calmed down a little and saw the situation in the room clearly.

Rather than a room, it is better to say that it is a slightly processed underground cave. It seems to be located under the Gotham sewer. Someone has arranged a generator and lighting system here, as well as a small table and a few chairs.

Schiller has only seen such a room in old movies a long time ago. After decades of detours, the FBI finally remembered to engage in tunnel warfare?

But after observing it for a while, he found that it was unlikely that the FBI had done it. First of all, it is hard to imagine the manpower and material resources required to build such a large underground space under the groundwater layer. Maybe Batman will have such engineering level, but it will take a long time.

Secondly, even if it could be built, it would be impossible not to see any supporting structure. At the same time, without any waterproofing treatment, the space was very dry, and there was no water stain on the wall, which was completely abnormal.

At this time, Schiller asked. Has my medicine not arrived yet?

Laurenna, who had just put down the communicator, said something. The agent on the road was stopped, and it might not be possible to deliver the medicine for a while.

Schiller frowned and panted, and he said: "Truth serum..."

"What did you say?!" Laurenna didn't hear the word he said clearly, so she moved closer. Schiller repeated: "Veritaserum...it's sodium thiopental. You should have a lot of it, right? Give me two shots, quickly..."

Laurena widened her eyes and raised her voice, "What did you say?! Injecting you with truth serum?! Are you...are you crazy? Insane?!"

"Sodium thiopental acts on γ-aminobutyric acid neurons, which can prolong the opening time of chloride channels and inhibit neuronal excitability. It is a kind of sedative drug that can take effect in an ultra-short time and is used for acute nervous excitement. If you have it, you'd better give me two shots quickly..."

Laurena was stunned, but Scott came up and said coldly: "Go get the medicine and give him an injection."

Soon, the agent brought a medicine, but Schiller squinted and said, "The dosage is not enough, at least double the dosage is needed."

Seeing his taut muscle arms and trembling fingertips, Scott said again, "Give him an injection."

After the full amount of medicine was injected, Schiller kept his eyes closed, head down, and motionless, looking like he was sleepy because of the sedatives, but suddenly, he was awakened again, raised his head and shouted, "Blow up the previous intersection... Blow up the intersection we came from before!"

Scott and the female agent Laurenna were both startled by him, and the agent next to him said, " The drug should have taken effect, blood pressure and heart rate are returning to normal, and the excitement symptoms are gradually disappearing..."

"What is he talking about?" Laurena approached Schiller, and saw that Schiller lowered his head again, but he kept muttering: "Hurry up and blow up the intersection we came from before..."

"Blow it up? Why blow it up?" Laurena said a little puzzled, and Scott came up and said coldly: "Laurena, don't you remember our previous rules? No matter what the escorted personnel do, don't pay attention to them, that's just a trick they want to escape trial."

The agent took out a rope and tied Schiller's hands to the chair. On the armrest of the chair, Scott stood in front of Schiller, looked down at him, and said: "We need to get some information from you to prove the authenticity of your identity. The more you say, the greater the possibility of reaching Washington safely."

Scott leaned over and said: "Professor Rodriguez, you are a world-renowned psychologist. You should have some understanding of your mental and psychological condition. I don't want to waste our time anymore. After all, if you waste time with us like this, you will be the first to collapse."

Schiller leaned on the back of the chair, looking a little embarrassed. The escape along the way made his face look worse.

His suit jacket was a little messy, and his hair was wet from the rain, hanging on his forehead in strands. His glasses were all foggy, and his pupils were a little dilated.

Laurena, a female agent standing next to him, said hesitantly, "Was there an overdose of drugs? What if he told our superiors that we conducted illegal drug interrogations..."

"I won't tell you." Schiller still lowered his head and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "You are much more professional than most of my students and friends. At least, you can get sedatives and inject them into me in a more standardized way. You saved my life. Thank you."

"Then in return, shouldn't you give us information that can prove your identity?" Scott said again.

"In return," Schiller said, letting out a breath, and then continued, "I advise you to blow up the intersection we came from right now, it will be too late if you are late."

"I know what you are doing." Scott stood up straight, looked at the ceiling and said, "You are ordering us to do some meaningless things to gain the initiative in the conversation. We have seen this trick too many times. Let's not waste each other's time..."

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

Another series of earthquake-like loud noises came, and everyone was a little unsteady. The originally stable In the room, the ceiling began to fall down. The agent could only hold on to the wall to stabilize his body. Schiller shouted with all the strength he had just recovered: "Blow up the passage! Get out of here!!!"

Laurena quickly untied Schiller's hands and helped him walk to the back door. Scott glanced at the passage outside the room and gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it! Who is chasing us?!"

"You two, go and see if the explosives piled at the end of passage 3 are still there? Bring them to the intersection and blow up the passage!" Scott said decisively.

Laurena helped Schiller walk into the passage again. She had to ask: "You know who is chasing us, right?"

"I told you a long time ago, it's bats." Schiller swallowed his saliva. Although the sedatives relieved his nervous excitement, they also made him a little sleepy. If it weren't for the gray fog constantly decomposing the drug properties, he might have fallen asleep now.

However, the gray fog cannot be decomposed too much, otherwise, the sedatives will not be able to suppress the stress response, and the symptoms of broccoli allergy will reappear, and Schiller's blood pressure will rise again.

Schiller sighed and said, "Didn't you investigate Batman before you came to Gotham? Or, you dare to come to Gotham without even knowing Batman?"

Hearing the name Batman, Laurena frowned and said, "Of course I know Batman. I have heard that there is a vigilante dressed as a bat in Gotham... Wait, the weirdo in tights who just appeared in the manor is Batman?"

Laurena narrowed her eyes and said, "He is not the same as the back in the newspaper..."

Schiller sighed again and said, "The FBI has to get the other party's information through the newspaper..."

"Because he is just an insignificant vigilante, his behavior does not violate federal law, nor does it harm the city. We will not arbitrarily investigate the identity and actions of citizens. This is an infringement of privacy." Laurena's answer was flawless and did not give the other party any flaws.

"Thank you for your discipline and caution. Now, you will face Batman's pursuit." Schiller stopped after he finished speaking. He leaned on the edge of the passage and panted. Laurenna said anxiously: "You know we are being chased, why don't you run faster?!"

"Believe me, I am more anxious than you." Schiller was a little out of breath. He said: "But you have to understand that a few minutes ago, I injected twice the dose of sedatives as an ordinary person. My current blood pressure does not support me to do such intense exercise..."

Just a few dozen seconds after they stopped, Scott caught up. He glanced at Schiller and said: "The only passage here was blown up by me. Even if he wants to clean up the remnants, It will take at least a few hours to clean up the wreckage..."

Schiller panted and said, "Have you ever considered that he doesn't have to clean up the wreckage..."

"Boom!!!!!!!!!!"

Another explosion sounded, and Laurenna gritted her teeth and said, "Is he crazy? Isn't he afraid that the underground structure will collapse as a whole?!"

"I'm afraid he knows the overall structure of the underground better than you do. Oh, no, I'm afraid anyone knows the overall structure of the underground better than you do.

Schiller's pronunciation was unclear, but he still didn't give up his language style of breaking everyone's defense equally, and mocked these agents whenever he had the chance.

"Professor, you'd better tell us who the people chasing us are from? Don't forget, although we have the mission of escorting you to Washington, from the current situation, you are also our hostage."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Schiller shook his head and said, "The strategic decision you made when I was still not awake has made us all hostages now. The guy chasing you can destroy the underground support structure at any time and bury us all here."

"You should be thankful that it's not the KGB chasing you, otherwise, that group of lunatics would have detonated the big bomb long ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of several agents turned pale, because Schiller was right. Now everyone is trapped in a jar. As long as the other party is not afraid of death, they can drag everyone into the water.

Schiller stood up slowly and walked forward, then said: "We must return to the upper sewer. Although the dense ice there is an obstacle, it is also a natural barrier. Ordinary bombs have no effect on it..."

"Only by finding a gap in the upper sewer can we get rid of the opponent's pursuit tactics without any detours."

Scott and Laurenna looked at each other, not knowing whether they should trust Schiller's words. After all, they were taught to be vigilant and never fall into the opponent's trap.

In their careers, they have seen all kinds of cunning prisoners who want to escape during the escort process. The tactics they use are varied, and some are even beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As experienced agents, they have summed up the best defense method, that is, don't listen, don't see, don't feel. No matter what the other party uses to lure them, they will not be moved and only move forward according to their own strategies and routes.

This is indeed a good method, at least it is very useful for those intelligent criminals who are good at speaking. Schiller is obviously one of them from his appearance and resume, and at this time, these agents do not trust him at all.

Two agents came up from the back and grabbed Schiller. After controlling him again, Scott waved his hand, walked to the front of the team, and said: "Let's move to the southern passage, where there is a larger stronghold."

"There are many fortifications and weapons in that stronghold. If the other party still wants to chase..." Scott snorted coldly and said: "We will let him know how powerful we are."

After hearing this, Schiller, who was walking behind him, showed a triumphant smile.

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