Chapter 2083: Night of Knight Horror (Twenty-seven)
Jason was disturbed by Schiller's last words before landing, because he remembered a dispute he had with Batman a long time ago, which was still due to their different attitudes towards criminals.
"I will become the embodiment of fear in Gotham. Fear is like a noose around the necks of all criminals, so that they dare not act rashly to maintain balance."
"Then why not just kill them?" Jason remembers asking angrily: "Let them bleed, let them pay the price, and use it to warn future generations and stop them from committing crimes again."
"Maybe this can solve part of the problem." Batman explained more difficultly, "But it can't solve all of it, because there are always people in this world who are not afraid of death."
Jason recalled Batman's attitude when he said this. He seemed to separate death from fear, but they should actually be one. Who wouldn't be afraid of death?
Schiller took the lead to get off the boat and set foot on the flat land, which had obviously been artificially repaired. Through the slightly turbid sea surface, Schiller guessed that there should be a bat submarine parked under the island.
Jason followed closely behind, stepping onto the slightly moist ground in the morning, stepping over a piece of grass, stepping over old wooden boards and dead trees lying on the ground, and walked towards the only hut on the island.
Fortunately, the front door of the house is no longer so messy. There is a small garden in front, with some signboards that are so faded that the text cannot be seen clearly. Climbing up the steps from the porch, opening the sky blue door, the interior furnishings are quite different.
Quite comfortable and warm.
The floor is made of natural dark red pine, with a dark blue threshold printed with a welcome slogan. On the right is a marble fireplace decorated with golden metal plates, and on the left is a hall with a semi-enclosed floor-to-ceiling window.
The center of the hall is covered with a white carpet with tassels, a soft sofa with a flower-shaped backrest and an armchair printed with small dark green flowers. Most of the plants are tall ferns, planted in white polygonal flowerpots.
inside.
Beyond the screen wall, there is the dining room and kitchen on the other side. The light green and camel color cabinets and wall cabinets are neatly arranged. Most of the pots and pans are made of common transparent glass and porcelain with mimosa leaves printed on them.
Pushing open the door at the end of the kitchen is the stairwell, and behind a small door on the side is the laundry room. The stairs are still made of red pine wood, and the handrails are decorated with golden spheres with carved patterns.
Walking up the stairs, there is a passage on the second floor. On the right is the master bedroom, on the left is the study room, and further forward is the second floor terrace with an oval-shaped hanging chair.
The master bedroom has a bathroom, and there is also a bathroom on the side of the study. Go back to the stairs and go up to the attic. There is a single bed and a chest of drawers in the entire attic. There is a balcony on the left and another on the right.
laundry room.
Jason walked around the room and didn't find any monitoring equipment, but he didn't believe that Batman would be so negligent. Either he updated the technology and put in invisible surveillance, or they had other surveillance equipment on them.
equipment.
When Jason went downstairs, he found that Schiller was adding firewood to the fireplace. The burning flames made him, who was wearing a suit of armor, a little hot.
He was originally not very worried about his armor that had been touched by Batman, so he simply walked to the laundry room next to the stairwell, took off all his clothes except his shirt, and threw the armor out the window and the fabric clothes.
Into the washing machine.
This place is obviously maintained by people all year round, and there are no problems with water and electricity. Jason even found a bag of fresh laundry detergent without clumps and poured some into the washing machine.
He walked out with the laundry basket and asked, "Do you need any laundry?"
"I think I need it." Schiller nodded in front of the fireplace and glanced at his dust-stained cuffs. Then he looked at Jason's laundry basket and said, "Have you started the washing machine? So
I'm afraid I'll have to wait."
Jason went back without saying anything.
Jason went upstairs along the stairwell. He had seen something put in the closet of the master bedroom before. After walking over, he found that there was indeed a big box there with all kinds of clothes in it.
He put it on himself and found that the size was quite suitable, but he couldn't find any clothes with the same style as Schiller's clothes, so he would just ask for luck.
Jason changed into a sweatshirt, pulled up the drawstring of the hat, put the baseball cap on his head, but took it off again. He looked at the environment of the master bedroom, and finally chose to move the boxes to the attic.
When he went downstairs, he found Schiller already sitting at the coffee table writing something, so he stood at the door of the stairwell and asked: "Which room do you want to live in?"
"It's okay, have you decided yet?"
Jason frowned, feeling very disgusted. He never liked people speaking to him in that "I've completely seen through you" tone.
"Yes, I live in the attic." Jason said stiffly.
"Then you can go upstairs and rest for a while. Someone will bring us food soon."
Jason stood there staring at Schiller and asked, "What are we going to do?"
Schiller was still concentrating on writing. After hearing this question, he paused for a while and then looked up at Jason and said, "What?"
"I mean, what are we doing here, what do you and Batman and all of them want me to do here by bringing me here?"
"Are you looking forward to a therapy session?"
"I wasn't expecting..."
"I'm afraid you have to wait a moment. I have some thoughts that I want to sort out. If you don't mind, I will call you before dinner."
Jason sighed, then took a deep breath, filling his chest, and said: "I can't stand it anymore, can't you give me a good time? Isn't it fun to guess? You guys
Why is it like this?"
"You haven't talked to anyone else for a long time, right?" Schiller looked up at him again, but quickly lowered his head and said while writing: "That's why you have a particularly strong desire to express yourself, and you are expecting someone to be nice to you.
Let’s talk.”
"But being too anxious is not conducive to conversation. I can give you some sedatives. Adequate sleep will make you feel better."
"Stop changing the subject!" Jason shouted: "Tell me what you are going to do, or I will leave!"
"I don't want to lie to you, Jason." Schiller finally put down his pen, put his hands on his knees and looked at Jason and said, "I am doing some research, which is research done by Batman and I. We have reached an agreement.
trade."
"Huh? Batman sold me to you?"
"It's not you." Schiller shook his head.
Jason was even more surprised, but Schiller stopped talking. When he picked up the pen again, he just said: "I think you have seen that this is a very serious and important matter, and the focus is not on you.
.”
"I hope you won't disturb me when I'm working. Otherwise, I will try my best to answer your questions."
Jason stood in silence for a while, then went upstairs along the stairwell, returned to the attic and sat on the bed. He felt that his muscles were a little sore and couldn't sleep, so he wanted to stand up and move around.
On the way to the balcony, he happened to see a mirror on the wall. Jason turned his head and found that the scars on his face had faded a little. It seemed that the strange symbiote's treatment had worked.
He lifted up the back of his sweatshirt again to look at the scars on his back. When he turned around, he saw a small boat approaching on the horizon.
That should be a boat delivering ingredients, Jason thought, so he didn't pay too much attention and continued to check the injuries on his body. The boat stopped at the dock, and Jason saw a figure walking down from it. He didn't look like an acquaintance.
Moving closer to the window, Jason discovered that it seemed to be Peter Parker. He was moving some incubators off the ship. His movements were surprisingly swift, and he could tell that he was incredibly powerful.
Because he wanted to know Peter's specific strength data, Jason simply walked to the curtain, covered his body with the wall, and looked out.
After Peter moved several large boxes of incubators, Schiller came out, but he had no intention of helping Peter move the ingredients, and instead stepped onto the boat again.
Jason saw Schiller pulling out a black trash can from the boat. It was the kind of public trash can that was often placed on the street. It was usually black or dark green, with a raised striped lid.
Jason found that the things in the box were definitely not light, and Schiller's strength was also astonishing. He made an estimate in his mind, and found that Schiller would definitely think that his words of knocking him down in three seconds were ridiculous.
Although it is not as easy as imagined, Jason feels that the two of them should be evenly matched. After all, his heavyweight is here, and it is not easy for the other party to subdue him.
Then Jason felt a little strange. What ingredients would be put in the trash can and transported with other insulated boxes? Judging from Schiller's dress, he was not such an unfashionable person.
Peter was carrying the incubators, and Schiller was pushing the big trash can. However, they did not go towards the front door, but went around to the back of the house. Before Jason entered the house, he discovered that there was a tunnel leading to the basement.
Door.
Standing on the window sill and watching the two people go around the corner, Jason narrowed his eyes. The refrigerator and freezer were obviously in the kitchen on the first floor, and the water and electricity were already available. Why did they move the things to the basement first?
Jason immediately became alert. He ran down from the attic, came to the second floor, walked through the corridor to the second floor terrace, and could see the basement door from this direction.
Unfortunately, it took him a while to run over. Peter had already walked out, and Jason watched helplessly as he hung a big lock on the basement door.
There are two doors in the basement, one leads directly to the outside and one leads directly to the first floor, which is on the other side of the stairwell on the first floor. If the outside door is sealed, you must go to the first floor to enter the basement.
But his room is in the attic, so Schiller's room must be on the second floor. If you want to go to the first floor, you must pass by Schiller's room.
It seemed that he had made a wrong decision. Jason thought that maybe this decision was not made by him, but that he made it after being guided by Schiller.
So the question is, Schiller moved the ingredients into the basement, locked the door outside the basement, and blocked Jason's way to the basement. What was he going to do in the basement?
Jason hesitated for a moment. He felt that Schiller would not return to the first floor so quickly, so he ran down.
Before heading to the basement door, Jason saw on the table that the paper Schiller had just used to write on was blown by the wind, and the corners floated to the other side of the coffee table.
Jason slowed down and walked over slowly. After getting closer, he realized that there were no words written on it, just a picture.
That's a human anatomy diagram.
When Jason looked up, Schiller was standing by the door watching him.
