When entering the old Cobot house, Victor and Schiller were surprised. It looked as if the place had just been violently bombed.
Victor looked down at the pool of blood in the hall and shouted: "Oswald!! Are you there? Oswald Cobblepot!... Cobblepot!"
Schiller held his shoulder, pointed to the blood stain and said, "In the bathroom."
Victor walked quickly across the hall, and then rushed into the bathroom. He saw a pale Cobot lying in the corner, covered in blood.
He walked in quickly and shook Cobot. Victor lowered his head and saw that Cobot had a bone-deep scar on his left shoulder and upper arm. There were also wounds all over his body, including his right hand.
He was clutching a mobile phone, obviously the one that had just called Victor.
"What's going on? Where's your mother? Where's old Mrs. Copot?"
Hearing the word mother, Cobot's head moved, and a sound like a disc card came from his throat: "Second floor... Bedroom on the second floor..."
"You watch him here, I'll go up and have a look."
With that said, Schiller walked from the bathroom door to the second floor, passed through a somewhat narrow corridor, and then walked up the creaking stairs. There was a stronger smell of blood on the second floor.
Schiller came to the bedroom on the second floor. The thin old Mrs. Copot was lying beside the bed in the bedroom, with one hand on the sheet. A large amount of blood had stained more than half of the sheet red. After Schiller walked over, he found that
She should have slit her wrists about an hour ago.
But at this time, the wound was no longer bleeding. Schiller got closer to Mrs. Copper's arm and took a look. The wound was very deep, but the cut was in the wrong position. The blood had already coagulated. He pressed Old Copper again.
Mrs. Te's chest and found that her heartbeat and breathing were still strong.
Apparently, Copot's mother wanted to commit suicide by slitting her wrists. She was very determined, but failed due to a lack of common sense. Schiller took out a tube of injection and pushed it into Mrs. Copot, and saw that the healing effect began to take effect.
When that didn't work, Schiller stood up again and walked downstairs.
Victor also had the healing injection that Schiller gave him. When Schiller walked to the bathroom, Victor had just put away the injection. Soon, Cobot regained consciousness.
Victor squatted next to him and sighed: "What the hell is going on? Why didn't you call me earlier?"
Cobot's eyes were looking at the ceiling with some lack of energy. Schiller stood aside, and the shadow cast by the light fell on Cobot. He turned his eyes to look at Schiller, and Schiller said to him: "You
Mother is fine."
Cobot closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. His face showed an expression of despair and exhaustion that should not be shown on a child of this age. Victor sighed, and he didn't care about Cobot.
With blood stains on his body, he lifted him up from the ground and then helped him to the sofa in the living room.
Although Victor was just a scholar, it was obvious that Cobot was thinner. Victor lifted him onto the sofa without much effort. Victor looked at Cobot's embarrassed state and stood next to the sofa.
Schiller said: "You look at him, I will find him a coat."
Schiller sat down on the other side of the sofa and adjusted his sleeves. Cobot's expression had always been a little dull, and even the usual gloominess was gone.
When Victor came down with his coat and put it on Copot, Schiller took out his mobile phone and called Gordon. Soon, Gordon walked in wearing a uniform, with damp moisture and cold wind on his body.
When he saw the situation in the old house, he covered his forehead and said: "Professor Schiller, what are you going to do again? What have you done again???"
Ten minutes later, several people carried Cobot and Mrs. Cobot to the car and sent them to the hospital.
Thanks to the lizard serum injection that Schiller obtained from Dr. Connors, when it was sent to the hospital, Mrs. Copot's life was not in danger, but she suffered from excessive blood loss and needed to be hospitalized for observation. The younger Copot's wound had already been
It's almost healed and no treatment is needed.
So, they returned to Cobot's old house. After all this trouble, several of them were covered with rain. At this time, it was already past 3 o'clock in the morning, and the night sky in Gotham was already so dark that it was difficult to see even the fingers of one's hands. The rain
But it got bigger and bigger.
"It's a bit cold. Let's have a cup of hot tea."
Two minutes later, Victor stood in the messy kitchen and finally dug out a kettle from a cabinet. Facing the stove that was already piled with debris, he was a little at a loss what to do.
Suddenly, he heard some movement behind him. Victor turned his head and saw Cobot stepping over the debris piled at the kitchen door, walking in and saying, "I'll boil the water."
Cobot lowered his head and Victor couldn't see his expression. He handed the kettle in his hand to Cobot and said, "Go ahead."
Schiller did not sit on the sofa anymore, but squatted on the ground with interest. Looking at the overturned debris, he lightly wiped the dust on the ground with his fingers and said, "It seems that these things
The time it was turned out was different."
"These bloodstains..." Schiller took a look and saw that there were about four or five bloodstains in the hall, but they were all very small, more like dripping accidentally. The only scary large amount of blood was in the hall when they entered.
The beach I saw is still dry.
"Is it getting worse again?" Schiller murmured to himself. While he was surveying the scene, the hot water was boiling and Cobot came over with a tray.
It was a wooden tray with patterns engraved on it, and the cups placed on it were also exquisite ceramic cups. It just looked a bit funny when paired with his old clothes and thin figure.
Victor took the cup from his hand, then picked up one and gave it to Schiller. Schiller glanced at the inside of the cup. There was only water there. After Cobot put down the tray, he rubbed his hands on his shirt in embarrassment.
Wei Wei, said: "There is no tea, I haven't gone out to buy it recently."
Victor took a sip of hot water, waved his hand, and asked Cobot to sit down. He asked with great concern: "What on earth is going on? Didn't you say before that your mother was much better after taking the medicine?"
?”
Cobot regained some consciousness. He touched the handle of the cup, where there was a gap. When Cobot's fingers touched there, he pursed his lips, showed a bitter smile, and said: "...Indeed
It’s much better.”
Schiller took a sip of hot water and felt a warm current flowing from his chest. When Cobot looked at him, he was also looking at Cobot. The look with calm power made Cobot relax.
A lot.
"After I was discharged from the hospital, I returned to work in the Living Hell. Most places in Gotham were frozen, and the underground of the Living Hell was no exception."
"This caused damage to the tap water system here. In order to use water normally, I had to lead the original gang members to repair the tap water system."
"I'm doing pretty well. Although I can't figure out some of the core devices, the water pipes and wiring can still be repaired..."
"Everyone wants to drink water, and everyone is counting on me. Soon, I gained a great reputation among the gangs here and made a lot of money."
"Because there is a very advanced water purification system installed underground in the Living Hell, the tap water system here is restored faster than other places. Therefore, we can sell water to residents in other surrounding areas earlier..."
When Cobot said this, his tone was very calm, but Victor looked at Cobot with wide eyes and said, "I didn't even know you had the ability to be a gangster and do business."
"Of course he did, otherwise he wouldn't have survived." Schiller took another sip of water and said.
"I led the gangsters to work and let them make money. They all believed in me and my life became better and better, so..."
Cobot raised his eyes and glanced at Schiller, who said: "Are you doubting me? But I want to tell you that the medicines I prescribed for your mother are all symptomatic."
Cobot shook his head and said: "No, I'm not suspecting that there is something wrong with the medicine. In fact, those medicines are very effective, especially when my mother is in a state of excitement."
"She took those medicines for a while and began to become more and more awake. One night, we were sitting on the edge of the bed and chatting about the past. She could remember fragments of my childhood. We hadn't talked like that for a long time.
Already."
"Then what's going on? Victor asked doubtfully: "Since her condition has improved, how can she still..."
Cobot's body began to tremble a little, his eyes began to turn red, and his voice became trembling: "It's because she woke up, it's because..."
He swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and said, "Before the medication, she was a little crazy."
"When she started to go crazy, I couldn't deal with her at all. I could only wait for her to get tired and drink water. But when the symptoms became more and more serious, she started to attack me..."
Victor raised his head and looked at the puddles of dried blood in the room. Cobot squeezed his hands together, intertwined his fingers tightly, and said: "At first, she just hit me with something, and my ear was scratched.
I was injured and bled a little..."
"Then she started to chop randomly with a knife. I was afraid that she would hurt herself, so I had to find a way to go up and grab the knife..."
"She cut my arms and legs, but fortunately the wounds were not deep. I bandaged myself and hid the blood-stained clothes."
"But..." Cobot's voice trembled more and more, and Victor heard a hint of crying in it.
"After the drug treatment started, I cleaned up the blood stains at home as much as possible, but I was very busy at that time, there were too many things waiting for me, and there were too many people pointing at me. I had to make money to buy the medicine.
, I didn’t bother to treat my injuries, and when I was cleaning up the house in a hurry, there were some blood stains buried under the messy things, but I didn’t notice them.”
"After my mother woke up, one night when I was sleeping, she walked into my bedroom. One of my arms was outside the quilt. She saw it. She asked me where those injuries came from..."
"I didn't dare tell her."
"When I came back this evening, I found that my house was like this. She dug out the blood stains on the floor and found the bloody clothes. I smelled a strong smell of blood. When I went upstairs, I found...
…My mother cut her wrists and committed suicide.”
Cobot's lips were trembling to the point that he couldn't utter a single word. Tears were streaming down his eyes. Victor's hand holding the cup was also trembling a little. He heard Cobot continue to say: "Before you wake me up,
, my last memory is that I walked into the bedroom and saw a lot of blood..."
"Then why did you appear in the bathroom on the first floor?"
"He must also be sick." Schiller said to Victor: "The wound on his shoulder was probably caused by himself."
"He saw the scene of his mother's suicide and couldn't accept the stimulation. He staggered downstairs and scratched himself with the table knife. The blood was scattered in the hall. Then he passed the sofa and ran into the bathroom...
"
"But thankfully..." Schiller looked at Cobot, "You still have the last shred of sense, let you take out your phone and call Victor."