The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2336 Gotham Music Chapter (75)

Chapter 2336 Gotham Music Festival (Part )

Without a doubt, the two biggest adversaries Oliver has faced so far are the Confession Cartel and the FBI, and if both of them get in trouble, the pressure on Mexico will be much less.

Oliver and Amanda had worked together on the ship before, and they may have reached some kind of agreement. Amanda helped Oliver to promote the plan, and Oliver helped Amanda improve her status. It was a win-win situation.

No matter how Bruce analyzed it, the final answer was always this, but he didn't think Oliver would use such means. If he did, he would not be driven out of Mexico.

On the contrary, these countless clues finally converged at one point, and there was no trace of him at any joint. In the end, the beneficiary who was least likely to be discovered was always him. These descriptions made it difficult for Bruce not to think of that name - Schiller Rodriguez.

As for what benefit this statement would bring to Schiller, there is actually no specific benefit. Schiller has hardly ever dealt with the Confession Cartel, and his feud with the FBI was a thing of his previous life, so no matter which of them gets into trouble, it has nothing to do with Schiller.

But he gained many hidden benefits, such as Schiller always wanted to help Oliver, because in addition to friendship, they also had a revolutionary friendship based on the same stance.

At the same time, Schiller also hopes that the situation in Mexico will stabilize. In addition to considerations of his position, if Mexico, which should have seized the rare period of stability to develop, is in continued civil unrest, then even if things get better in the future, it will always lag behind others, and this is not what Schiller wants.

As for Amanda, Bruce knew that Amanda was once Schiller's student, but he had never heard of any grudges between the two of them. However, since they have a master-disciple relationship, then driving a wedge into the FBI might be helpful in the future.

More importantly, the person least likely to be suspected in this series of operations is Schiller, because almost all the people and things involved have absolutely no interest relationship with him, and no grudges or entanglements, so no one can be suspected except him.

Especially these crudely executed murders that obviously lacked any artistry almost completely eliminated Schiller as a suspect, because everyone knew that if Schiller was a serial killer, he would be the best one.

Suspecting Schiller, Bruce had to doubt more things. Their previous cooperation on the Atlantis, or more precisely, the plan they had completed together, might have hidden benefits for Schiller that Bruce didn't know about.

After going over all the clues in his mind again, Bruce keenly grasped the key.

It was an open secret that Schiller had a ring of serial killers.

The reason why this terrible secret that has been made public has not aroused the disgust of the heroes of justice is that anyone who knows this news can understand that this is actually a way to restrict serial killers.

Because the trend in the group is to advocate artistry and quality over quantity, there are even many serial killers who take pride in the fact that they have planned for many years to complete a great murder, which can greatly reduce the frequency of serial killers' killings.

Even Superman has to admit that even if he could find all the serial killers in the world, they are all well disguised and have normal or even upper-class social identities. If he jumps out and kills everyone, people will not think that he is upholding justice, but will only think that he is a crazy super criminal.

Therefore, adopting this kind of both good and evil means to restrict serial killers is the best solution that can be found at present. If crime will never be eradicated, then reducing the number of crimes as much as possible will also save more people.

However, not long ago, Bruce noticed a problem: the academic results published in this group began to tend to be homogenized.

But this is difficult to avoid. Even if we count from the time Schiller came into this world, it has been almost 10 years. The human body is wonderful, but not wonderful enough. There are only a few ways to manipulate a corpse, so it is inevitable that repeated cases will occur.

And there are people like Flamingo, who plagiarize unscrupulously just because he joined early and has more seniority. In addition to academic misconduct, he is also a very talkative and annoying person.

As for Bruce's observation, in addition to the decline in academic standards, Schiller should be more intolerant of the fact that some of them are not good at talking.

Then trading sinners' souls with the devil is most likely Schiller's way of making these academic scum shut up forever, because if one were to find a place with the highest level of sin in the world, this serial killer club would be the best choice.

Soul hunters will inevitably launch a fierce hunt for this group of serial killers. As I said before, never use your hobby to challenge other people's professions. Serial killers may kill people just out of interest, but soul hunters rely on this to make a living.

The remaining magicians in the magic world are no pushovers. Although not all of them have special skills like Constantine, they are all pretty good. They have achieved a high level and style by making money through unconventional means, and they have plenty of ways to deal with ordinary people.

The disguises, carefully removed traces, and packaged crime scenes that serial killers are so proud of are probably hard to hide from the magician's spiritual vision. At most, he can pay a little more money, call back the souls that have gone to hell, and ask them, and he will naturally know what happened.

In this way, the serial killers who originally stood at the top of ordinary people's society will become the prey of soul hunters, which is equivalent to adding another level of the food chain to the top of ordinary people's society.

In addition to using this method to eliminate those members of the serial killer club who are taking advantage of the situation and are addicted to taking action, it can also make serial killers more cautious in their actions.

Serial killers follow the brutal law of the jungle in an orderly society, and one day they will be devoured by the more ferocious beasts in the jungle. This is the retribution that every jungleist deserves.

Bruce couldn't help but turn his head to look. Schiller, with his eyes closed, seemed to have completed another of his plans silently. He finished everything he should do, accepted the good and bad results brought about by his good and bad means, and behaved calmly and peacefully.

At this moment, Bruce felt a sense of detachment in him, as if Schiller's soul suddenly became distant, becoming something cold and unreachable, a rule of natural existence.

Schiller opened his eyes and glanced out the window. This time the drive was exceptionally long. He had skipped so much time, so why hadn't he arrived home yet?

At this time, the building of Wayne Manor slowly appeared in his field of vision. The car stopped, Gordon turned off the engine and said, "This place is too far from our homes. Let's stay here for one night. Anyway, we have to continue studying the case tomorrow morning."

Schiller was dizzy from staying up late and his mind was not very clear, so he didn't say much, just nodded and followed Alfred to the guest room.

After changing into pajamas and sitting on the bed, the moment the back of Schiller's head hit the pillow, the Doujie communication rang again. Schiller clicked it and saw that Beibat was urging him to reply.

Fortunately, this was paid, and Schiller reluctantly cheered up, read as much as possible of what Beibat sent him, and began to make suggestions for revisions.

Before I knew it, some daylight had peeked through the curtains, it was daybreak, and it was already morning.

Schiller, who had finally finished writing the plan, could no longer open his eyes. He closed the interface and was about to fall asleep when another communication request came in.

"Hello, Doctor, this is Batman. We have encountered some troubles in another universe, mainly about the Joker. I think you are experienced in this, I wonder if you can..."

Schiller was exhausted after reading the entire situation introduction and the long speech. He repeated in his mind countless times that he had money, he had money, he had money, and he added countless zeros to the end of the imaginary bill before he finally mustered the energy to reply.

After writing more than 2000 words, Schiller really couldn't continue. He had never been good at writing papers. After thinking about it, he directly wrote a prescription for Batman. It doesn't matter who they are, just take the medicine quickly and go to sleep after taking it.

Schiller completely turned off the interface and muted all communication devices, preparing to sleep until the end of time.

Just as he pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes, there was a knock on the door. Gordon pushed the door open and said, "Didn't we say we would discuss the case in the morning? Why are you still sleeping? Hurry up and get up. Breakfast is ready."

Schiller pretended not to hear, but in fact he had already started dreaming. Jason rushed in, patted his bed and shouted, "Professor, professor, get up quickly, something bad has happened, Spider-Man has been beaten by Deathstroke!"

Hearing Spider-Man, Schiller sat up suddenly, then looked at Jason blankly and asked, "What? Who beat up Spider-Man? Hulk?"

"Uh, who is Hulk? Spider-Man fell into Deathstroke's trap and was beaten up by him. Now Alfred is applying medicine to him."

"Which Spider-Man?"

"That Spider-Man."

Schiller threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Just as he was about to walk out the door, he suddenly seemed to remember something and waved his hand to everyone, saying, "Get out. I need to change my clothes."

The others had no objection and went out all at once. Schiller changed into that awkward suit again. After being startled by Jason, his sleepiness disappeared immediately, and was replaced by the terrible, indispellable fatigue of staying up all night, as if his brain was filled with glue.

Schiller walked downstairs slowly and saw Peter, with a black eye and a big bump on his head, talking to Alfred Shasha who was applying medicine to him.

Schiller walked over and sat down. He looked Spider-Man up and down with an arrogant look and asked, "How did you get beaten by Deathstroke?"

"This despicable guy set a trap!"

"What trap?"

"He kidnapped Wade!"

Schiller tried hard to resist the urge to put his hand on his forehead and said, "Don't you know that Wade is his cousin?"

"Of course, but Wade was screaming so miserably while hanging above the chemical pool, I couldn't do anything!" Peter howled miserably, "More importantly, Deathstroke said that if I didn't go over and let him beat me up, he would throw Wade into the pool and turn him into the Joker, and then a Batman would appear in our universe! Oh my God!!!"

Bruce once again silently raised the threat level of Deathstroke in his mind.

Death knell: O_O

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