"I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about." Schiller lay with his upper body on the desk, holding the phone in one hand and supporting his face with the other, and said leisurely: "You mean, someone plagiarized my paper.
Is it? In which journal did he publish it? I will write a letter."
"...Murder?" Schiller blinked in confusion, but then he changed the phone to one hand, took out a ledger from the side with the other hand, and said to that side: "What if
Normally, I would be happy to go and take a look, but I have been a little busy recently, and my bookstore is busy restocking."
"What? Don't you know yet? I opened a bookstore on 8th Street, which is Flourish and Blotts Bookstore on the corner of the alley. Today is the first day of opening. However, since you are very busy, I will
I don’t care about you not coming to support me on the first day..."
Hearing what Bruce said there, Schiller frowned, and then said: "I have a bit of an impression of the mysterious V you mentioned. He sent me a pig's ear and a dog with strange patterns.
A little card, but I have to finish the job at hand first. After all, detective is just a part-time job, and in Gotham, you can’t fill your stomach with this job.”
"Don't worry, I believe you can make some substantial contributions to Gotham's security besides going to tourist attractions to act as human sculptures. How about starting with this case?"
"...Don't have time to write a paper? It doesn't matter. Your adopted son had such a serious accident. You can put your studies aside for now. You can send the note to the bookstore or Rodriguez Manor. After I sign it,
I’ll send it back to you.”
"What?... Oh my God! You really misunderstood me!" Schiller turned sideways, put the elbow of the hand holding the phone on the table, and said with some dissatisfaction: "In your opinion,
Am I so unkind?"
At this moment, Schiller heard the tinkling of wind chimes at the door of the bookstore, and the creak of the door shaft when the door was pushed open. He covered the receiver of the phone and shouted loudly:
"Harry, who's here?"
"How do I know?" Harley also shouted and responded: "It's an Englishman wearing a top hat... What did you say your name was? Constantine? It's really interesting. Has anyone told you? Your personality
It looks weird."
Harry, who was holding a stack of books and stuffing them into the bookshelf, stared at Thomas who had just opened the door and walked in. Thomas was so chilled by him that he saw him until Schiller opened the door and walked out.
Schiller stepped forward and shook hands with Thomas, smiled and said, "You are finally here. The first batch of books has not been put on the shelves yet. Is there any news about the second batch of books?"
"Yes, I have ordered a rare collector's edition." Thomas seemed very happy. One after another, the two passed through the merchandise area composed of many tall bookshelves and came to the reading area next to the stairs leading to the second floor.
.
This is a small space composed of stairs and walls. The sides of the stairs and the walls next to them are inlaid with bookshelves filled with books. The floor is covered with warm-colored carpets, and there are two single sofas and
A small coffee table.
"I believe that the guests will not refuse to drink a cup of tea here." Thomas said as he looked at the surrounding environment. He stretched his limbs on the soft sofa, rubbed the side of his neck with his hands, and said: "Europe
The local book sellers are very difficult to deal with. In the past few days, I have been able to get these good products from them. "
After saying that, Thomas took out a book from his bag and handed it to Schiller. He also took an identical book. After opening it, he touched the pages and said, "This is not one of those books that only have a beautiful cover."
Damn it, look at the thickness of the paper and the printing quality, even if it’s a hardcover version, it’s not inferior to some complete sets of collection books.”
Thomas smiled and looked at Schiller. When Schiller looked at him, he found that he was very different from that rotten magician Constantine. The melancholy temperament in him did not come from a decadent life, but more like
Yes, the sentimentality of literary and artistic workers.
Schiller shook his head slightly. He didn't know how Constantine did it. It seemed that after he split his soul in two, his soul as Thomas did not leave any trace of him.
It's simply incredible.
Suddenly, Schiller heard a commotion at the door of the bookstore. Both Schiller and Thomas stretched their heads to see what was going on. At this moment, Zatanna, dressed in a magician costume, rushed in.
, and Harley followed closely behind.
"John...oh, no, I mean Thomas, get out of here quickly! I just found traces of locating magic in your residence. It is very likely that your former enemy has found you. Come with me quickly. I
Take you to the shelter!"
Thomas's eyes widened, and then he showed an angry expression. He looked at Zatanna and said: "You madman, how long are you going to follow me?! I've already hid in Gotham, and I still can't get rid of it.
You?!"
Zatanna showed an extremely helpless expression. She looked at Schiller's confused expression, glanced at Thomas, pulled Schiller to the back of the bookshelf, lowered her voice and said to him: "Please help me persuade him.
This is no joke, those mages really want his life!"
"He thinks you're a stalker?" Schiller asked.
"More than that, he thought I was his ex-girlfriend, who was reluctant to let go of him and chased him all over the world. He thought I was a madman crazy about love... Damn John, when he comes back, I will let him know this arrangement
It's my fault!" Zatanna said through gritted teeth.
Schiller showed a smile, and Zatanna sighed, but then looked at Schiller and said anxiously: "You also know how many people John's style of behavior will offend. It's not that no enemies came to the door before. It's just that
However, he has solved them all, but now Thomas will definitely not be able to deal with these things in the magical world."
"Fortunately, I have a shelter in the spirit world, which is relatively safe. Recently, I have tried every means to get him there, but he just won't come with me. The group of people are already chasing me very close. If he doesn't leave, he will really
It will be life-threatening!"
Hearing Zatanna's sincere words, Schiller also hesitated. After all, except for Zatanna, almost no one knew anything about the magic world. Thomas lost the ability to use magic and faced the omnipotent evil magic.
Master, it might actually be dangerous.
In this case, it is better to let Zatanna take him to hide, so that the group of people think that Constantine has been trapped, so that Thomas can have a peaceful life in the future.
Thinking of this, Schiller nodded, then turned back, intending to persuade Thomas, but before he could open his mouth, he heard a harsh "crash" from the door.
All Gothamites are familiar with this sound. It is the sound of glass being shattered. Zatanna, who has experienced many battles, reacted the fastest to this. She shouted: "Get down!"
Everyone instinctively bent down, and with a bang, a huge fireball passed over everyone's heads and hit the wall of the stairs.
Zatanna quickly turned around, pointed at the wall, and shouted: "Stop the fireworks!"
Then, she rolled sideways, hid behind the bookshelf, took off the top hat on her head, and waved her head forward, and a large group of bats made of magical light flew towards the door.
Schiller pulled Thomas and Harley and hid behind the sofa. When he looked out, he found several men in black robes standing at the door. Their hands were all condensed with the brilliance of magic. At first glance, they were no ordinary people.
Thomas opened his mouth in shock and shouted loudly: "What was that just now? Does magic really exist?!"
"Do you even need to ask?" Harley replied immediately, her tone revealing excitement.
"Northland Mage Tower!" Zatanna came out from behind the bookshelf, stared at those people and said, "You are crazy! You actually dare to violate the rules of the magic world and take action at will in the human world! You will be punished
Sanctioned!”
"Innocent little girl, the inheritance of your Zatanna family is almost extinct, what bullshit rules are you still talking about?!" the leading mage said with a sneer.
"Would the Elders allow you to act so recklessly?" Zatanna's tone contained a threat. She glared at the group of people and said, "Aren't you afraid of being judged?"
Unexpectedly, the leader let out a sinister laugh, and then said: "Do you think, without the support of the Presbyterian Church, how could we get all the way here? Do you think you represent the will of the Magic Family? You are totally wrong.
wrong!"
"Zatanna, you naive stupid woman!" A cold girl said from behind the leader: "Don't look at us like that, we are the warriors looking for a way out for the magic world, and you,
He is the rebel!"
Before Zatanna could answer, the leader said: "All magic families have long had enough of paying a heavy price. We are looking for a new way out for magicians in the human world! As long as we can find enough powerful people
With the power of nature, you can naturally get rid of those unfair costs forever!"
"Zatanna, you can't stop us! How do you think we dare to come to Constantine? The Council of Elders has issued a wanted order for him long ago. We need his soul to go to Gabriel in exchange for a way to get rid of the price!"
"Why don't you understand, that damn Gabriel is a liar!!" Zatanna roared: "He has bewitched the members of the Presbyterian Church. In fact, he has no way to get rid of the price. You damn people
Idiot!"
"I forgot to tell you." The woman spoke again, her voice getting colder and colder, which made Zatanna feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave: "This time, the wanted order is not only for Constantine, but also for you and your father.
.”
"...What did you say?!" Zatanna asked in disbelief.
"Everyone knows that there is no price to pay for the Zatanna family to use magic, but you never share this method with us. You watch us fall into pain and have our families separated. You are the biggest enemy of the magic world!"
At the end of the sentence, the woman's voice had changed its pitch and was more like a crazy scream. She stared at Zatanna's face and said: "You will not be injured by magic, and you will not age.
It’s simply unfair to have powerful power and enjoy the life of an ordinary person!!!”
"You have been selfish for so many years. It's enough. Don't you think you want to dedicate your life to the magic world? Now, it's time to sacrifice your souls in exchange for the freedom of all mages!!!"
As the words fell, the radiance rose, and in an instant, gorgeous magical light and shadow exploded in the small bookstore. Arcana, flames, frost, flickers, shields, magic waves, and countless brilliant tricks that opened the eyes of ordinary people.
, filled the whole room.
"Oh my God, did you just hear what she said? The wizarding world!" Harley screamed. She turned her head and stared at Schiller with blazing eyes and said, "You actually have something to do with the wizarding world!"
connect!"
Seeing the anticipation in Harley's eyes, Schiller's head began to hurt again.