In the settings of Pokémon anime and games, Pikachu is far from being a powerful Pokémon. Its popularity is mostly due to its cute appearance.
Whether in anime or games, Pikachu is absolutely cute. In fact, its combat ability is very average. Especially in games, it can even be said to be a warehouse manager. Compared with those powerful and gorgeous mythical beasts, Pikachu is indeed very cute.
, but it only has one advantage: cuteness.
But the Pikachu Schiller encountered was far more than that. It had an IQ similar to humans, or even higher than most humans. It had Pikachu's electric skills, and seemed to have some other abilities.
It was immune to Schiller's telepathy, and the fear gas only caused it to stumble. In terms of volume, the dose of fear gas that Schiller used to set up the trap that day was enough to make a small creature like Pikachu go crazy, but Pikachu
It was just a few more sneezes.
And he can pick open Schiller's door lock while he is sleeping and run to his bed. With Pikachu's height, he can't reach the door handle even if he jumps up. If he wants to pick the lock, he has to at least move it.
The chair passes.
How did this chubby creature, which was no taller than a human calf and had very short hands, move a chair in the middle of the night, jump on the chair, pick the lock, open the door, and then run to Schiller without letting him notice? Who knows?
It’s also unknown.
However, this Pikachu is obviously much more cunning than Schiller imagined. More importantly, Schiller can't be as serious as he is with Batman when he listens to his Deadpool voice. Without looking at Pikachu's face, he
He always felt that there was a person in black and red tights mumbling beside him. This scene simply made him shudder.
But soon, Schiller no longer had time to worry about Pikachu. Gordon sent a text message informing him that they had obtained conclusive evidence of Jonathan's crime and were about to arrest him.
Schiller had nothing to do with capturing Jonathan. What he was more worried about was that no one would provide him with fear gas in the future, so he had to hurry up and take away Jonathan's inventory.
Jonathan, the future scarecrow, is really unlucky.
When he knew that Jonathan was about to be captured, Schiller basically got what he did. The young Scarecrow didn't have any awareness of counter-investigation. He was really broken down. Who would come to steal his fear gas?
After Schiller gained the ability to teleport, stealing fear gas became easier. He only needed to flash directly and continuously into the underground of the chapel more than a hundred meters away from the chapel in the Mawson neighborhood, and leave immediately after taking it.
No shadow will be left.
Of course, Batman also participated in this capture operation. With his superb infiltration ability, he returned to the laboratory again. He found that Jonathan had made a fear gas spray gun. He suggested to Gordon that he should capture Jonathan, otherwise this would happen.
Using a gas spray gun may drive all the police officers involved in the operation and the residents of the Mawson neighborhood crazy.
Although Gordon didn't quite trust the tight-fitting weirdo, he also had his own difficulties.
Everyone in the Gotham Police Department is a talented person. Except for him, they are basically all talented people. If anything happens, they will be the last ones to arrive on the scene. Nothing can be counted on them.
There is no need to think too much about the combat capabilities of this kind of team. A poison gas spray gun is enough to bring down most of the police station.
Don't expect his boss to give him any help. Gordon has already seen through it. The current director is in cahoots with some underworld forces. He doesn't want one more trouble. It's just the death of dozens of civilians.
How can he delay his great career of making money?
Gordon is helpless and powerless. So the only person he can count on is Batman.
Although Batman is immature now, Scarecrow is obviously not much stronger. The two of them are noobs pecking each other, but Batman obviously wins in the end.
He subdued Jonathan with an anesthetic needle while he was doing experiments in the laboratory.
And the camera on his batsuit clearly captured how Jonathan committed the crime.
Faced with such a case with solid evidence, the low-key Gordon was kicked out. Gordon's immediate superior took over the case and quickly filed the case and held a trial. This is considered a good political achievement.
A university professor turned out to be the mastermind of dozens of murders? In any other area, this would have been a bizarre case that occupied the front pages of newspapers for several days, but in Gotham, it was still considered a big case.
, but it only occupies one column on the main page of the newspaper.
Seeing that the names of Gordon and Batman did not appear in the newspaper, but were filled with praise for Gordon's boss, Schiller knew that there was another frustrated and sad person in this dark city.
Gordon, the good cop, still has a long way to go.
To Schiller's expectation, Gordon quickly found him.
In the psychological counseling room of Gotham University, Schiller poured Gordon a cup of coffee. The young police detective looked very tired. He took a sip of hot coffee and his complexion improved a lot.
He said: "I know, my visit is a bit presumptuous, Mr. Professor. But regarding Jonathan's case..."
Gordon seemed hesitant to speak. Schiller said: "Let me guess, the trial of the case may have gone smoothly, but when it came to the trial, something went wrong, right?"
Gordon put his fists on the table and said with a gloomy face: "That damn murderer is a doctor of chemistry. You should know what this means in Gotham. Some people don't want to sentence him to death, but want to use him as a doctor."
exonerated him on the grounds of mental illness and then made him work for them."
Schiller sat opposite him and said: "Indeed, if a genius doctor of chemistry can create even a new type of hallucinogenic drug, the person who hires him will make a fortune."
Gordon shook his head and said: "It's far more than that simple. The drug they want Jonathan to develop may be even more dangerous than this."
"If they invent drugs, they can only make a small amount of money from those addicts. But if they really invent a virus that can bring all the people in Gotham under their control, it doesn't matter how much wealth they can get.
Too much to say," Gordon said.
"Someone leaked the news about fear gas?" Schiller asked. The effect of this gas is extraordinary, so some people realize the power of Jonathan.
Gordon looked at him, hesitated, and said, "I don't mean to offend, but I want to confirm, have you seen anyone suspicious recently?"
"I can tell you very clearly that I have not told anyone about this matter, and it does not do me any good. As a university professor, it is already very disgraceful to have a murderer as a colleague. If we continue to talk to each other,
If he has any other connections, my career will be greatly affected," Schiller said.
"So..." Gordon folded his hands and said, "That night, I heard you call that weirdo in tights Bruce. He was Bruce Wayne, right?"
"I can't tell you anything on this topic. You should ask him for confirmation yourself, not come to me."
"I know what you are worried about." Schiller said: "As the largest business tycoon in Gotham City, Bruce Wayne may not have anything to do with those dirty transactions. And if he knows that you are investigating this
You will definitely die in an ugly way. That’s what you think, right?”
Gordon said: "Jonathan said in his confession that one person had been stealing most of his fear gas. That weirdo in tights was the object of my suspicion. He was really suspicious."
Schiller felt a little emotional that the content that had never appeared in the comics seemed very interesting now. Gordon and Batman, the old partners, did not trust each other from the beginning. Gordon even had a crush on Batman, a grotesque figure.
The vigilante was very suspicious.
This is not surprising. No normal person would be able to accept it at first. Someone wearing a black tights and two pointed ears was running around in Gotham in the middle of the night. Such behavior is really real.
Doesn't look like a good person.
Schiller said: "Have you ever considered that he doubted you the same way?"
Gordon sighed and said: "Actually, he has more reason to doubt me. If he is really Bruce Wayne, I know that the Wayne children have never given up on pursuing the case. The deaths of the Waynes are very strange.
, I have looked through the files of that case, and there are too many things that are wrong. If Little Wayne is Batman, then of course he will not trust any police, including me."
"The police in Gotham City..." Gordon said with some sigh: "I know that the police in this city are just like decorations. You can't count on them for anything." He looked a little depressed, sighed, and drank.
Sip the coffee and then remain silent.
Schiller said: "As a stone in the quagmire, you are already hard enough. You can't expect anyone to fish you out. It is best to roll bigger and bigger on your own. When you occupy the entire quagmire, it will be just like a piece of stone."
There is no difference between the asphalt road and the asphalt road.”
"Is that what you think? Do you think I should continue on this path?" Gordon also looked a little confused.
It’s no wonder that he is so depressed. He took huge risks and put in countless efforts to solve the case, so it’s okay if his credit was taken away from him. Gordon originally only wanted to seek justice, but now someone has massacred dozens of civilians for profit.
All the murderers must be spared, which is really a big blow to Gordon.
Schiller smiled and said: "Detective Gordon, it seems you need a psychological consultation, but by chance, I also happen to be a psychiatrist, and I don't charge any fees."
Gordon smiled reluctantly and said: "I have seen your resume in the file, Professor Schiller. If a well-known psychologist like you provides psychotherapy for me, just think of it as my year-end bonus.
Anyway, thank you."
"You're welcome, it's an honor to help a good Gotham police officer," Schiller said.
Gordon's smile became more forced, and he said as if sighing: "Good policeman? Maybe..."