The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3165 Detective is dying (6)

Chapter 3165: Detective is about to die (XVI)

After that, Schiller didn't say anything else. He checked Batman's chest injury, which was a serious penetrating wound. If he didn't get timely treatment, he would have less than two hours to live.

Although Schiller examined the patient, he did not know how to treat the disease, so he just stood up and stepped aside to let Bruce, who had surgical experience, pass by.

Bruce also checked the wound, shook his head and said, "It's not optimistic. The bleeding can't be stopped now. I need to drain the blood from his lungs first to prevent him from choking to death by his own blood. Then I need medicine and bandages..."

"I'll go look for it," Schiller said. "Please come with me, sir."

He looked at Greedy, who said nothing, and Bruce's eyes flickered between the two of them, but he finally nodded.

"For safety reasons, I have to take my gun." Schiller took Batman's shotgun and said, "If possible, I will find some supplies, but don't get your hopes up."

After saying that, he stood up and led Greedy out the door and left the room. Schiller then realized that they should be in a lighthouse now.

He couldn't help but think of the nickname of this small village mentioned in the opening animation, "The Snow-Covered Lighthouse". The origin of this nickname might be the lighthouse they are in now.

It is easy to see that this lighthouse is very large. Schiller has never seen such a large lighthouse. It is a bit of an understatement to call it a lighthouse. Its waist circumference is almost as big as the Colosseum.

After going out the door, there is a hall with windows. A little light shines through, so you can roughly see what's going on inside the hall.

The decoration here is a bit shabby and it looks like it hasn't been repaired for decades, but it's still clean overall and not dilapidated. The wooden floor is also of good quality, and except for being a bit old, you can tell it was built with care.

The entire hall is a semicircle with a circular carpet on the floor in the middle. To Schiller's right is the front desk, opposite which is a door, and next to the door is a spiral staircase.

Schiller carefully walked around the carpet and came to the door opposite. He guessed that there might be a security booth or something, and there might be first aid supplies inside.

Greed had been following him, and this time he was on the other side of the door. He gave Schiller a look, and Schiller gently pushed the door with the barrel of his shotgun.

The door opened.

"Ow!"

"The battle begins!"

Schiller and Greedy both saw a dark shadow scurry out the moment the door opened. In the dim light from the window, they saw that it was a burly hound.

"Please kill or subdue the hound within five rounds. Current round is 1."

Schiller immediately felt his soul being pulled out of his body, and he was able to watch the situation on the field from a third-person perspective.

More importantly, when time stops, they don't have to play roles but can speak directly, which is the main reason why he brought greed out.

"Where is Pride?" As expected, as soon as time stopped, Greed asked, "Why did he run away in the middle of the game?"

Schiller rolled his eyes and said, "Of course he went to find the Transcendent. The Transcendent copied our talents without a word. How could he let that petty arrogant man go?"

"I knew it." Greedy sat down on the spot and said, "Let him copy it if he wants, but he even threw the talent to Bruce. Pride never wastes time in revenge. The Transcendent is probably in trouble now."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "But I didn't expect him to come to you. What do you think he meant?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "I think they are still very concerned about the memory you deleted. Although I don't know what it is, I was born because of this incident after all. They may think that I might cause trouble for you so that you can tell me what happened at that time."

"The memory bank is public. I don't know what happened after I deleted it." Greed said, "They were wasting their efforts."

"That's not necessarily true. You must have made all the necessary preparations before deleting your memory. You might remember it at any time."

"These are all old stories, so I won't mention them. But I didn't expect you to be willing to come. Haven't you been on vacation?"

"Yes, but if I don't come, they will ask the bishop to come. The bishop will not come, so I have to come."

"It seems that Nyarlathotep has caused him a lot of trouble." Greedy curled his lips and said, "He is obviously the one closest to the pathological side. I don't believe that he can't do anything to Nyarlathotep. He just took the opportunity to be lazy."

"I originally wanted to ask Hengjing to come." Schiller thought for a moment and said, "But it seems that my skills are more needed in this game, especially in the combat phase."

"Your moves just now were pretty cool." Greedy praised, but soon he added: "If you only focus on fighting, it would be better to let violence... I mean, Moonlight, you must have some other mission, right?"

Schiller spread his hands and said, "It's impossible to hide the fact that Schiller used to work in a law enforcement agency. To Batman, people from law enforcement agencies are like elephants in a crowd. They are too easy to identify, not to mention that Arrogant once taught in a law enforcement agency."

"So what?" Greedy said without hesitation, "Is it shameful to have been a spy?"

"But the question is how do we become agents?"

The two stared at each other.

"I said I don't know." Greedy emphasized again: "I deleted that memory, and I don't remember it, but anyway, they caught some evidence against me."

"Do you think this is normal? Or will it seem to others that we are being held responsible?"

"Uh……"

Greed hesitated for a moment, then said, "Even a wise man makes mistakes, even a horse can stumble, a man can misstep..."

"You know how inquisitive Batman is. If he finds out that we were agents, he will definitely find out why people like us became agents. Do you think you can still live a peaceful life?"

"I don't think he can tell." Greedy said hesitantly, "A personality that often surfaces doesn't have any characteristics of an agent. As long as you don't come out, I don't think... Oh, God, you're not here to lure Batman, are you?"

Greedy frowned deeply and said, "Superego and Pride can't find out the truth themselves, so they want Batman to help them? This is simply inviting a wolf into the house! I don't agree!"

"The suspect can't get on the jury." Schiller shrugged and said, "You were the one who did it in the first place. It's useless for you to disagree now."

"Which Batman do they want to investigate? Don't tell me it's the Batman from the main universe... No, we can't let him investigate. What if he finds out something?"

"What exactly did you hide?"

"I said I don't know," Greedy said irritably, "but I must have my reasons for doing this."

"You really don't want Batman to check?"

"Yes, but you have already told him your identity. Even though he seems to be dying now, he must have prepared thousands of contingency plans in his mind. He will definitely investigate thoroughly after he returns."

"But he can only find out about our universe at most, not about things in the previous life. What are you afraid of?"

"You'd better not be trying to trick me." Greedy said, "We all know that it wasn't a previous life at all. There are at least three people in this universe who know about it. If you count Anatoly who is still alive, there are four. How come we can't find out?"

"Then he can only find out what happened between you and Anatoly. Even Anatoly doesn't know the details of your past life. Only we know. Where do you think he is going to find out?"

Greedy paused for a moment, then looked at Schiller and said, "For things that only I know, I can only rely on mind reading to find out... Bruce has obtained a psychoanalysis method copied from our own, and only he can see the clues. No wonder Pride is in such a hurry to find the Transcendent. Is the Transcendent still intent on stealing?"

"That's not the case." Schiller shook his head and said, "No matter how powerful he is, he can't look through the memory bank. Besides, you deleted the memory of that time, and we don't know it ourselves. Where can he check it?"

"It's not that simple. If Bruce knew that Schiller had a memory that he didn't even know about, and that he was the culprit that forced him to join the law enforcement agency, he would definitely jump up and down to investigate."

"That's the problem," Schiller said. "This lost memory is like Pandora's box. As you said, anything that you can't avoid is not good. It's fine if no one knows about it, but what if something is really found out?"

"Then why are you here?" Greedy said, raising his voice slightly, "As long as no one knows that I was an agent, isn't that enough?"

"He tried to cover his ears and steal the bell." Schiller commented: "Bruce is still a novice and has not had much experience with law enforcement agencies. He may not have noticed it, but the main universe Batman must have noticed it."

"Don't be fooled by his affectionate way of calling me Doctor. Once he has time, he will definitely get to the bottom of what happened between us and Anatoly. Once he does, will we be able to hide it from Bruce?"

"If you confess, you will be treated leniently; if you resist, you will be treated severely. If you take the initiative to let him know, maybe he will not be so radical."

Greedy couldn't help rubbing his brows and said, "I never believed that one lie needed a thousand lies to cover it up, but now I understand a little bit."

"You used to think that even if you had to use a thousand lies to cover it up, you could still make them up, but it would only take a little time and effort and would not cause any harm. But if Bruce gets into trouble because of checking that memory this time, I want to see how you will explain it to Pride."

Greedy yelled and then lay on the ground in a big letter shape. He said, "Maybe it's nothing."

“I hope you can keep this optimism.”

Schiller stood up, he returned to his body, and Greed also floated back to his body.

After the start of the first round, Schiller's first action was to take out the kitchen knife in his arms and throw it to Greedy, and then he jumped to the right in an instant to avoid the bite of the hound.

He turned and ran towards the door he had come from, with the hound chasing after him. Greedy stood there for two seconds before he remembered to grab his knife and chase after it.

Woof! Woof! The hounds are barking.

Just as he was gathering strength to pounce forward, Greed stabbed the hound in the lower back. Feeling the pain, the hound turned back to bite. Schiller, who was originally running away, turned back, holding the barrel of the shotgun, and smashed it on the hound's head.

boom!

The hound was hit and fell to one side, but soon stood up and shook its head. Greedy took advantage of the hound's daze and pounced on it. Together with Schiller, they pinned the hound under them and cut open its soft belly with a kitchen knife.

Immediately, the internal organs and blood flowed all over the ground. The hound howled and whimpered a few times, then lay motionless on the ground.

But behind the door that had just been opened, several pairs of scarlet eyes lit up again.