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 mice fly in the sky?"
Laurenna was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Why?"
"Because that's not a mouse, it's a bat."
Laurenna shook her head slightly, feeling that Schiller was indeed talking nonsense. She glanced at the road map in her hand, pointed to an intersection and said: "Turn this way, there is another stronghold nearby.
…”
After saying that, she walked at the front and led the team forward, while Schiller was supported by an agent and walked in the center of the team. At the back were Scott and another agent who kept staring at him.
"Who is chasing you?" Scott asked as he walked forward. Schiller shook his head and said, "I told you, it's a bat."
"I hope you can still have the energy to come up with such a word puzzle during the interrogation." Scott said coldly, but Schiller showed a slightly desperate expression. On the way to another stronghold, he
Neither spoke again.
Arriving at the room in another stronghold, he calmed down a little and saw the situation in this room clearly.
Rather than a room, it is more like a slightly modified underground cave, which seems to be located under the Gotham sewers. Someone has installed a generator and lighting system here, as well as a small table and a few chairs.
Schiller had only seen rooms like this in old movies a long time ago. After decades of detours, the FBI finally thought of engaging in tunnel warfare?
But after further observation, he found that it was unlikely that this was done by the FBI. First of all, the manpower and material resources required to build such a large underground space under the underground water layer were unimaginable. Maybe Batman would
Even with this level of engineering, it would take a long time.
Secondly, even if it can be set up, it is impossible not to see any supporting structure. At the same time, without any waterproofing treatment, the space is very dry, and even the walls do not have any water stains. This is completely abnormal.
At this moment, Schiller asked. Has my medicine not arrived yet?
Laurenna, who had just put down her communicator, told some of the situation. The agents on the road were stopped. I'm afraid they won't be able to deliver the medicine for a while.
Schiller frowned and gasped, and said: "Veritaserum..."
"What did you say?!" Laurenna didn't hear the words he said clearly, so she moved closer. Schiller repeated it again: "Veritaserum...it's sodium thiopental. You should have a lot of it, right?"
Give me two shots, hurry up..."
Laurenna's eyes widened and she raised her voice and said, "What did you say?! Inject you with truth serum?! Are you...are you crazy? Delirious?!"
"Sodium thiopental acts on gamma-aminobutyric acid neurons, which can prolong the opening time of chlorine channels and inhibit neuronal excitability. It is a type of sedative drug that can take effect in an ultra-short time and is used for acute nerve hyperactivity.
If you have any, you'd better give me two shots as soon as possible..."
Laurenna froze in place, but Scott came up and said coldly: "Go get the medicine and inject him."
Soon, the agent brought a medicine, but Schiller squinted his eyes and said: "The medicine is not enough, at least double the medicine is needed."
Seeing his taut muscle arms and trembling fingertips, Scott added: "Inject him."
After injecting a sufficient amount of medicine, Schiller kept his eyes closed, his head lowered, and motionless. He looked as if he was sleepy due to the sedative medicine. But suddenly, he was awakened again, raised his head and shouted: "Put the previous
Blow up the intersection... Blow up the intersection we came from before!"
Scott and female agent Laurenna were both startled by him. The agent next to him said: "The medicine should have taken effect, the blood pressure and heart rate are returning to normal, and the symptoms of excitement are gradually disappearing..."
"What is he talking about?" Laurenna approached Schiller. He saw Schiller lowering his head again, but he kept muttering: "Blow up the intersection we came from before..."
"Blow it up? Why blow it up?" Laurenna said with some confusion, while Scott came up and said coldly: "Laurena, don't you remember our previous code? No matter who is being escorted,
No matter what actions the personnel make, ignore them, it is just a ploy by them to escape justice."
The agent took out a rope and tied Schiller's hands to the armrests of the chair. Scott stood in front of Schiller, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "We need to get some information from you to support it."
The more you tell us about the authenticity of your identity, the greater your chances of reaching Washington safely."
Scott leaned over and said: "Professor Rodriguez, you are a world-famous psychologist. You should have some understanding of your own mental and psychological conditions. I don't want to waste our time anymore. After all, if
If you spend so much time with us, you will be the first to fail."
Schiller leaned on the back of the chair, looking a little embarrassed. The escape made his face look even worse.
The suit jacket was a little messy, and the hair on his forehead was soaked by the rain and became wet, strands hanging on his forehead. His glasses were full of fog, and the pupils under the glasses were also a little blurred.
Laurenna, the female agent standing next to her, said hesitantly: "Could he have overdosed on medication? 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 still be calm.
You used similar drugs and injected them into me in a more standardized way. You saved my life, thank you."
"Then in return, should you give us information that can prove your identity?" Scott added.
"In return." Schiller said, exhaling a breath, and then continued: "I advise you to blow up the intersection we came from now. If it is late, it will be too late."
"I know what you are doing." Scott stood up straight, looked at the ceiling and said, "You are instigating us to do some meaningless things to gain the initiative in the conversation. We have seen this trick too often.
Too much, let’s not waste each other’s time anymore…”
"Boom boom boom boom!!!"
Another series of earthquake-like loud noises came, and everyone was a little unsteady. The ceiling of the originally stable room began to fall. The agent could only hold on to the wall to stabilize his body. Schiller used all the strength he had just recovered.
Physical strength yelled: "Blow up the passage!! Get out of here!!!"
Laurenna quickly untied Schiller's hand and helped him walk towards the back door. Scott glanced at the passage outside the room, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! Who is chasing us?
?!"
"You two, go see if the explosives that were piled at the end of Channel 3 are still there? Bring them over and put them at the intersection and blow up the passage coming from you!" Scott said decisively.
Laurenna helped Schiller into the passage again, and she had to ask: "You know who is chasing us, right?"
"I told you a long time ago, it's a bat." Schiller swallowed. Although the sedative medicine relieved his nervous excitement, it also made him a little sleepy. If it weren't for the gray mist that was constantly decomposing the medicine.
, he may have fallen asleep now.
However, the gray fog cannot be decomposed too much, otherwise the sedative drugs will not be able to suppress the stress reaction, and the symptoms of broccoli allergy will reappear later, and Schiller's blood pressure will rise again.
Schiller sighed and said: "Didn't you investigate Batman before you came to Gotham? Or, you don't even know Batman, so you dare to come to Gotham?"
Hearing the name Batman, Laurenna frowned and said, "Of course I know Batman. I've heard a long time ago that there is a vigilante dressed as a bat in Gotham... Wait a minute, he just appeared in the manor.
Is that weirdo in a tight suit in there Batman?"
Laurenna narrowed her eyes and said: "He is different from the back picture in the newspaper..."
Schiller sighed again and said: "The FBI actually has to use newspapers to obtain information about the other party..."
"Because he is just an inconsequential vigilante, his actions did not violate federal laws and did not harm the city. We will not investigate citizens' identities and actions at will. This is an invasion of privacy." Laurenna's
The answer is watertight and does not give the other party any loopholes.
"Thank you for your discipline and caution. Now, you have to face Batman's pursuit." After Schiller finished speaking, he stopped. He leaned on the edge of the passage and breathed heavily. Laurenna was a little anxious.
Said: "You know we are being hunted, why don't you run away quickly?!"
"Believe me, I'm 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 normal dose of sedative drugs. My current blood pressure is
There is no support for me to engage in such strenuous exercise..."
And just a few dozen seconds after they stopped, Scott caught up with him. He glanced at Schiller, and then said: "The only way to get here was blown up by me. Even if he wants to clean up the wreckage, at least he has to
Spend a few hours..."
Schiller gasped and said: "Have you ever considered that he doesn't have to clean up the wreckage..."
"boom!!!!!!"
Another blasting sound came, and Laurenna gritted her teeth and said, "Is he crazy? Isn't he afraid that the entire underground structure will collapse?!"
"I'm afraid he knows the overall structure of the underground better than you. Oh, no, I'm afraid anyone knows the overall structure of the underground better than you.
Schiller could not speak clearly, but he still did not give up his language style of breaking everyone's defense equally, and used every opportunity to mock these agents.
"Professor, you'd better tell us who is chasing us? Don't forget, although we have the task of escorting you to Washington, judging 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 awake has made us all hostages now. The guy who is chasing you can attack you at any time.
Destroy the underground support structure and let us all be buried here."
"You should be lucky that it's not the KGB who is chasing you. Otherwise, those madmen would have detonated a big bomb long ago."
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of several agents turned a little pale, because Schiller was right, everyone is a turtle in a jar now, and as long as the other party is not afraid of death, he can drag everyone into the water.
Schiller slowly straightened up and walked forward, and 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 will not work on it...
"
"Only by finding gaps in the upper sewers and moving forward can we escape from the opponent's pursuit tactics without any detours."
Scott and Laurenna looked at each other, wondering whether they should trust Schiller's words. After all, they were taught to be vigilant and not fall into the other party's trap.
During their careers, they have seen all kinds of cunning prisoners who want to escape during the escort process. The tactics they use are diverse, and some are even far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
As experienced agents, they have summed up the best defense method, which is not to listen, not to see, not to feel. No matter what the other party uses to lure them, they will remain unmoved and only follow their own strategies.
and route forward.
This is indeed a good method, at least it is very useful for those intelligent criminals who are smooth-talking. Judging from his appearance and resume, Schiller is obviously this type of person. At this time, these agents are completely
Don't trust him.
Two agents came up from the rear, grabbed Schiller, and after controlling him again, Scott waved his hand, walked to the front of the team, and then said: "We move to the southern passage, where there is a larger
stronghold."
"There are a lot of fortifications and weapons in that stronghold. If the other party still wants to pursue..." Scott snorted coldly and said, "We will let him know how powerful he is."
Schiller, who was walking behind him, showed a successful smile after hearing these words.