"The condition of the patient in Room 2 needs to be observed. In addition, the dosage of the two patients on the 4th floor was changed yesterday. You go to Nurse Jenny to get the prescription. Also, focus on Ward 13. He was struggling yesterday.
At that time, the arm joint was dislocated..."
Schiller, wearing a white coat, walked quickly through the corridor, explaining to the nurse behind him as he walked. When he walked into the office, Brand was leaning on the sofa and squinting his eyes to take a nap. When he heard the movement, he woke up with a start.
He sneezed and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you here? How is the patient's condition?"
Schiller shook his head, put down the medical record book in his hand, and then said: "Not too optimistic. Five more people were admitted to the hospital yesterday. One of the boys has very serious symptoms. I will have to go there later."
"Go ahead and leave this to me."
With that said, Brand stood up and walked to the coffee machine, intending to pour himself a cup of coffee. Schiller said: "Give me a cup of espresso...two cups, I'm a little sleepy."
"Are you feeling sleepy now? I'm so thankful! You've been working for more than 50 hours straight, right?"
Schiller yawned and said, "Fortunately, after I finish handling the boy's situation, I'll go and take a nap."
After saying that, he took the coffee from Brand and left.
Arriving at a ward on the 5th floor, I opened the door and saw a boy on the bed like a wild beast that was suddenly awakened. He began to struggle wildly on the bed. If his arms were not tied to the guardrail, he might have jumped up by now.
jumped in front of Schiller.
Schiller didn't pay attention to his reaction, but walked to his bed and frowned to observe his reaction.
Schiller knew that he could not diagnose according to normal mental cases, because all the cases admitted to the hospital overnight had the same symptoms, which was obviously not a natural onset.
If it is not a natural onset, the cause may become very bizarre, or it may be mixed with some occult elements. Such cases are almost impossible to analyze using modern medical methods, but so far, Schiller has not found a good solution.
diagnostic and treatment methods.
While Schiller was thinking, a brain wave came from the gray fog in his body: "I can..."
"What? What can you do?"
"You want to check, right? I can do that..."
Schiller asked doubtfully: "How are you going to check?"
"You touch him with one hand..."
Schiller followed what Gray Mist said and stretched out a hand to touch the boy's shoulder. The boy twisted his head desperately and wanted to bite Schiller's hand with a ferocious expression, but as the undetectable gray mist drifted in
His body gradually calmed down.
A series of brain waves fed back to Schiller's brain, allowing him to understand certain functions in the human body from another, more intuitive perspective.
He said to Hui Wu in his mind: "When did you know this?"
"Take your hands away."
Schiller hesitated for a moment, and after taking his hand away, he found that he suddenly had another person's perspective, that of the boy, who was looking at the ceiling.
Schiller said with some surprise: "You split?"
A series of negative emotions came from the symbiote, and then, a wisp of gray mist floated out of the boy's body and returned to Schiller. The second perspective disappeared, as if it had never existed, and the symbiote did not change at all.
There is no other consciousness.
"I am different from them." The voice of the symbiote came: "I am the fog, and the fog is not a whole..."
Then, from the brainwaves coming from the symbiote, Schiller understood that the gray mist was very different from other symbiotes because of its different forms. Since its form was mist, it could not split, or
Said that he was divided all the time.
Other symbionts are also composed of symbiote factors, but the symbiote factors of Venom are glued together, and once separated, they become two independent individuals.
However, the symbiosis factors of the gray fog are not connected to each other in the first place. They are scattered. Even if they are cut apart, the distance will at most be far away and they will still be a whole.
"So you can't reproduce like other symbiotes?"
"Yes, as long as I voluntarily give up that part of the factor, I will become another symbiote."
Schiller nodded, and then said: "In other words, you can attach to others, and the part attached to others still listens to your instructions, and I can indirectly control others through you?"
Gray fog sent affirmative brainwaves, and he said: "But the control of the factor is limited and cannot make precise movements. We can only have an understanding of his status, and the farther the distance, the weaker the information sent back."
"Why didn't you tell me before?" Schiller asked.
"I couldn't do it before, but lately there's food everywhere and I'm so full, so it's okay."
"There is food everywhere??" Schiller asked doubtfully: "Isn't it the rain? The rain also has an effect on you?"
"Like wine." The answer to the symbiosis question is: "Like fear venom, it tastes good and is very filling."
Schiller touched his chin, thinking that rainwater is also useful for symbionts, which means that there are certain substances in rainwater that can stimulate symbionts.
He thought again, that hapless guy Venom is so unlucky. If he follows him back to Gotham, the whole city will be full of food. Why is Gu Zhu still thinking about those chocolate balls?
After that, Schiller let the gray mist attach to the boy's body and conducted a comprehensive examination. After that, he found an unknown substance in the boy's blood, which was the culprit that caused his madness and excitement.
Schiller did not act rashly because he did not know what the cause of this substance was. In order to be responsible for the patient, he felt that it would be safer to find out the culprit first and then treat it, so he took back the gray fog.
, plan to observe it again.
While Schiller was trying to calm the patient with gray mist, Victor called again. He said on the phone: "Come here quickly, something happened.
When Schiller heard Victor's serious tone, he knew that someone might have been killed. He returned to the office, changed his clothes, and then headed to Gotham University.
As soon as he entered the school gate, he saw two police cars parked on the avenue. As he walked further, a group of people formed a circle. The police pulled the cordon and shouted: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!!"
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Schiller walked over, and just as the young police officer was about to stop him, an older police officer next to him grabbed his colleague and said, "Professor Rodriguez? Chief Gordon will be here soon. You go in first."
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Schiller nodded to him, and then quickly walked into the cordon. He saw Victor standing next to a police car, and a policeman was questioning him.
Schiller walked over and asked, "What's going on?"
As he said that, he glanced at the back of the police car. There seemed to be a fall scene, with a figure lying on the ground and blood splattered everywhere.
"Seldon is dead." Victor said. He looked back at the falling scene and said, "Falled from the balcony of his office to the height of the 8th floor. He died on the spot."
"What's going on specifically? Tell me."
Victor shook his head and said, "I don't know either. You should know that there is a shortage of manpower recently and many students are sick. While I am busy subduing the patients, I also need to find out what they have in common."
Victor glanced at the police officer who was busy writing and continued: "I was so busy that Principal Seldon suddenly called me and asked me to go to his office, so I could only put down
With the work in hand, rush over to the administration building..."
"I entered the administration building as usual. Just when I reached the 4th floor, I saw a black shadow falling from the window in the corridor, and then I heard a loud bang.
When I looked down from the window, I saw Seldon's body."
"To be honest..." Schiller patted Victor on the shoulder and said, "Your narrative has increased your suspicion by 30% out of thin air. When Gordon comes later, don't say that again."
"But what I said is the truth..."
"You can beautify this process a little bit. For example, you and Seldon had a very happy chat on the phone, and he strongly asked you to go to his office for a get-together, but you couldn't avoid it in every possible way, so you could only go to the administration building..."
"And because the building cracked, there was a power outage and the elevator couldn't be used. You had to climb the stairs. Because you are a weak researcher, you were exhausted when you climbed to the third floor. You were out of breath.
I climbed to the fourth floor and rested against the window sill, when I saw an unknown black figure fall."
"You were so frightened that your two legs trembled, so you ran out of the corridor without thinking and called the police."
"Don't forget..." Schiller reminded Victor: "You are an outsider, not a local in Gotham. Only locals in Gotham can be so calm about murders."
"Only after I came here did I realize that this ghost place is quite suitable for me." Victor shrugged and said, "I don't know why, but I don't feel anything about corpses and blood. I'm a little too calm."
Soon, another police car stopped, and Gordon hurried out of the car door. Then he saw Schiller at first sight. Gordon took a deep breath, and then walked forward quickly.
, he first stretched his head and glanced at the corpse, then walked to Schiller and looked at him suspiciously.
"I didn't do this. The witnesses are here." Schiller pushed Victor forward, and Victor explained to Gordon: "This is what happened..."
Victor repeated what Schiller told him. Gordon frowned and said, "What you made up is a bit outrageous. How is it possible... Oh, wait, you are a foreigner, right?"
?…That makes sense.”
"When locals in Gotham see someone falling from a building, they will just curse and complain to me about the blood and brains staining the ground, and ask us to wash the floor quickly..."
"Anyway, let's go see the scene first."
Several people bypassed the police car and came within the cordon, where Seldon's body lay in the middle of the road.
Schiller took a look and said: "He was not very lucky. He happened to fall on a sharp corner where the road cracked. Otherwise, there was still a chance of survival."
Gordon waved his hand, and a group of police officers began to investigate the crime scene, then moved the body to the car and took it back for autopsy.
Gordon stood at the place where Seldon fell and looked up. The lights on the 8th floor of the administrative building were still on. He turned to Schiller and Victor and said: "I'm sorry, you two, but according to the formal case handling procedures, we will accept
You cannot participate in what is coming down, and the witness, Mr. Victor Fries, needs to come with us..."
"As for you, Professor Rodriguez, I'm afraid you will have to wait for summons."
What surprised Gordon was that neither of the two people showed any objection. Victor followed the police officer into the police car very cooperatively, and Schiller did not insist on participating in the case, but turned around and left.
Before leaving, Schiller also said to Gordon: "Although I am happy to cooperate with you in investigating the case, there are too many patients in Arkham Psychiatric Hospital recently, and I have to put their life safety first..."
"I've heard before that many students at Gotham University got sick at the same time. What's going on?" Gordon asked Schiller.
"I have some clues, but I haven't investigated clearly yet... Don't look at me like that. I don't need to cause trouble for myself. Why don't I treat them when they go crazy? I haven't slept for 50 hours in a row.
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"Professor Rodriguez, I have to remind you that no matter what, I will find out the truth about the murder..." Gordon said this, paused, and then continued: "I hope that the result of me following the clues in the end will not happen again.
