Looking at Batman's face, Zatanna shook her head. The memories of their youth and frivolity were gone. At that time, both of them were too young and not very sensible, and everything happened like that.
At that time, the Waynes had just died, and little Bruce was in a very bad mood. In order to help little Bruce get out of his grief, Alfred invited a very famous magician, Zatanna's father, Mr. Zatanra, to
Come to Wayne Manor and perform magic.
Little Bruce was not in the mood to watch the show at all. He ran out of the back door of the hall and bumped into Zatanna when he went out.
At that time, he was still in a stimulated state, so he told Zatanna his sadness, and Zatanna also felt very sympathetic, and the two formed a friendship.
In the years before Bruce went out to study art, the two of them were in a relationship, but later, Zatanna left without saying goodbye because her father was missing and she needed to go out to search for it without getting involved in the occult world.
He came to Bruce, so he didn't tell him the truth. The two parted ways and never saw each other again.
When they met again this time, the two found that each other had matured a lot and was no longer the familiar youth they were. Zatanna sighed, but as the person who had been closest to Bruce, she could understand this person.
Expressions and movements.
She approached Batman, looked him in the eyes and said, "You know where the curse is, right? Why won't you tell us?"
Batman opened his mouth, then looked at Constantine and said, "Do you know whose mouth it came from last time I heard the word curse?"
"who?"
"Schiller."
Batman sighed and said: "You should have discovered that many Gotham citizens have gone crazy. Schiller said that this is a curse. He said that he can get rid of this curse, but the method is to use another more powerful one."
The curse.”
"A more powerful curse?" Zatanna's face became colder, and Constantine's face also darkened. He said: "It can't be that Schiller has already obtained it...but how could he..."
Constantine didn't think about the Cursed Soul at all, because he and Zatanna are both people in the occult world, and they have very rich occult knowledge. Similarly, in the occult world, the Cursed Soul is not a curse.
.
The definition of curse in the occult world is very strict. Simply put, it is a kind of continuous negative magic with a medium. First of all, it must be continuous and medium, and more importantly, it must be magic.
The cursed soul is actually the twin brother Constantine killed in his mother's belly. It had been living in Constantine's body before. In the occult world, this is a "spirit", not a curse.
Soul, spirit, and curse are three completely different things in the world of occultism. The cursed soul can have an effect similar to a curse not because he casts the magic of the curse, but because of his own special properties.
.
Constantine himself is unfortunate. He has a special soul, and his twin brother is exactly the same as his soul. At the same time, the cursed soul was killed in a very coincidental state.
But he survived.
This is an extremely special attribute. It can be understood as a terminal disease that has never been seen before in the medical field. Its lethality does not lie in its short-term destructive power, but in the fact that doctors have never seen this disease, so they do not know it.
How to treat it.
Schiller didn't know much about occult knowledge, so he didn't know that the Cursed Soul was not a curse. He told Batman that he had a curse. Batman didn't know much about the real occult, so he thought Schiller was talking about it.
A curse.
But in any case, the cursed soul does not belong to the kind of curse that people in the occult community recognize, so even if Constantine knew that Schiller had taken away his brother's soul, he did not think about it in this regard.
"I think it is indeed possible." Constantine said with a solemn face: "Generally speaking, curses have no entity, but there must be a medium. The goal of these magicians is also to curse the medium. Once the medium is controlled by some method
, you can use the curse smoothly."
Batman was stunned again, and his mind began to flash back to the previous scene. The moment Schiller touched his body with the tip of his umbrella, he felt the emotion that was like a living thing.
"Umbrella..." Batman whispered.
Constantine came up with some confusion and said: "What? What word did you just say?"
"I said 'umbrella'... the medium is probably an umbrella." Batman repeated it. After hearing this, Zatanna immediately said: "Who is that Schiller? But no matter who he is, he can't hold it.
This kind of curse is very dangerous if it is used wantonly!"
"Let's go, let's go find this man named Schiller and ask him to hand over the medium, and then we will take it away and destroy it. We must not let this dangerous curse endanger the world!"
But Constantine, who was originally on Zatanna's side, after hearing that the media might be Schiller's umbrella, he said stiffly: "Xiao Zatanna, sometimes, black and white, good and evil
The demarcation is not so obvious. I think violence is not the only way to solve the problem..."
"I understand your desire to solve the curse, but you must come up with a perfect plan, otherwise, I will not allow you to run amok in Gotham." Batman also said.
Zatanna froze on the spot. He glanced at Constantine, then at Batman, and then at Constantine. She seemed to have remembered something, and the doubt and shock in her eyes surged like a wave.
At this time, Constantine took the initiative to walk up, put his arms around Zatanna's shoulders, and said: "Xiao Zatanna, you are still too young. Some things cannot be achieved by hard work, and magic is not omnipotent.
You have to pay attention to methods when doing things..."
"Oh my God! It's the same thing again!" Zatanna rolled her eyes, spread her hands and said, "I know you don't like to use the power of magic to solve problems, and you always like to go around a lot of detours, but the situation is like this
In an emergency, do you still want to talk to me about these big principles?"
"No, Xiao Zha, listen to me, actually about this matter... um... have you ever considered... that is, the plan you proposed to come directly to your door may... encounter a little bit of trouble...
small resistance.”
Constantine stretched out two fingers, pinched them together, then looked at Zatanna and said, "Have you ever thought that the person who took away the curse medium may not be particularly willing to cooperate with us."
Zatanna said with some confusion: "Not willing to cooperate with us? Of course he is not willing, otherwise, he would not get the medium, but he is not willing, and it is not that he is messing around with such a dangerous thing.
Reasons to go shopping.”
"If everyone can carry a big bomb and go to various important occasions, then why do we need police and security guards? We can't just let criminals kill people just because they are unwilling to hand over their weapons, right?"
Hearing Zatanna's argument, Batman instinctively frowned and said, "...Did he commit a crime with that thing?"
After saying this, Batman was stunned for a moment, then coughed slightly, as if he was reflecting on how he could say such nonsense.
"The problem is that he may become a criminal." Zatanna knocked her hand on the ground of the helicopter and said, "And we can't bet on whether he will remain content and not use that thing to destroy the world."
"If he wants to destroy the world, he doesn't need that thing..." Constantine said in a small voice. Zatanna's eyes immediately glanced over. Constantine shut up, but Batman said:
"If there really is an extremely dangerous curse in Gotham as you said, then I must find it, but..."
"What's the butt?!" Zatanna said angrily: "What's going on with you two? Why haven't you figured out the current situation?"
"Not to mention whose hands this thing falls into, those black magicians will not hesitate here for so long like us. If they know about this, they will go crazy to find that person. From then on
He snatched the cursed medium from his hands!"
"We must take this thing before them and destroy it. No matter who is in his hands, can he still be our opponent?"
Unexpectedly, when she asked this question, both Constantine and Batman fell silent.
Constantine put the fingertips of the five fingers of both hands together, moved them slightly, and said: "...This question is worthy of discussion."
"If the holder of the cursed medium is really Schiller, we really can't let him hold this thing." Batman's eyes were covered under his eyebrows, and he said: "I doubt that he may even know this.
How dangerous things are, because like me, he knows almost nothing about the occult world."
Constantine thought for a moment, nodded, and said: "Indeed, Schiller may know that there is always a mysterious academic community that is affecting Gotham City, but he may not know what that thing is and where it is. Maybe
When he obtained the extremely evil curse, he didn't even realize that he had obtained it."
"Many items in the occult world have this kind of property. It is difficult for ordinary people to realize their dangers after getting them."
"Don't most of the plots in the ghost movies you have seen originate from cursed dolls or items haunted by evil spirits?"
"In short, if the curse medium is really Schiller's umbrella..." Constantine concluded: "Then you'd better not expect me to ask Schiller for his umbrella. He can't give it to me, but...
"
Constantine set his eyes on Batman. Batman looked back at him silently. Constantine stepped forward again, put his hand on Batman's shoulder and said, "Maybe you didn't realize that you were in Schiller's heart."
He is willing to spend so much time on your paper, maybe..."
"It's impossible." Batman said expressionlessly: "Haven't you discovered yet? No one in this world can be as important as that umbrella. No matter who asks him for an umbrella, the result will be the same.
of."
Constantine briefly recalled the process of his acquaintance with Schiller, and then recalled the rumors he had heard from others. This person mainly referred to an unknown cryogenic scientist and an unknown restaurant owner.
, and the son of an unknown godfather.
Then, he nodded deeply, feeling that Batman was right, but soon, he touched his chin and said:
"Since we can't ask for it directly, we can find a way to deceive him into taking his umbrella. I'm sure that I can get rid of the curse without destroying the umbrella itself. As long as I can deceive him for two or three hours, everything will be solved."
Batman's tone suddenly became higher, and he asked Constantine: "...How to cheat?"
Constantine looked at Zatanna again and said, "I can't help but mention the talented magician in front of us."
"Reintroducing Zatanna Zatara, a magician, a sorcerer, and more importantly, a person with psychic magic abilities and a master of memory intrusion."
Batman immediately turned to look at Zatanna. Zatanna rolled her eyes and understood Constantine's thinking. She said: "Yes, head-on confrontation will always consume strength. If we fight like snipe and clam, we will be defeated by those black magic
If the teacher takes advantage, it will be bad."
"I do have a way to directly invade people's memories. At the same time, like some mysterious existences, I can also find the weaknesses in the memory and create an opportunity for the other party to compromise... Yes, that's right, that's it!"
Zatanna became happy again. She walked to the helicopter, looked back at Constantine and said:
"Okay, those old-fashioned principles of yours still have some effect. Let's go, let's find a safe place, go directly into the memory of the man named Schiller, hypnotize him, and ask him to put down his umbrella."
Constantine showed a fake smile and said: "Miss, you are really a genius and have a perfect plan. Then..."
As he spoke, he approached the door of the helicopter, but the moment his hand touched the door, there was a "click" and the door was locked. Batman looked straight ahead and said expressionlessly:
"It's not you, it's us."
Constantine froze on the spot.
Soon, the wind started blowing in Gotham. At the end of the clouds, the light was squeezed out from the gaps in the dark clouds. When it was reflected on the ground, it carried a sense of sadness that it would disappear at any time.
Thin lines of rain hit the propeller of the helicopter, and the rising water vapor looked like fog and clouds.
The helicopter gradually shrank into a black dot and flew towards the skyline, where there was a towering tower, looming in the depths of the fog and rain.