The gift that Valentine brought was also very special. It was a pig doll. Of course, it was not as scary as the pig head mask he often wore, but it was actually a little cute.
Schiller touched the surface of the pig doll and said, "Is this human skin?"
"Yes, there is a guy with no eyesight..."
When Valentine said this, Schiller saw a familiar color on the pig's hind hoof. He looked closer and found that it should be part of the muscle skin of someone's back.
"Let me guess, a Mexican guy."
"How do you know?" Valentine asked a little surprised, but it's not surprising, that group of people always like to stir up trouble.
Jonathan didn't say anything. Obviously, even though this city is located on the East Coast, there is a lot of public security chaos caused by Mexican immigrants. Although the proportion of people of color in Gotham is not high, like other cities, it is for the bottom class.
It has had a considerable impact on social security.
Looking at Schiller's expression, Valentine narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It seems like this guy is really not simple."
"He hangs around your house?"
"It's not that he was nearby. He was from the community next to me. He robbed a supermarket before, making it impossible for me to buy breakfast ingredients. He also dug up cables and caused a power outage in my house. I killed him."
"Do you know him?" Jonathan asked, looking at Schiller's expression.
"Two people died in our community." Schiller said: "They had the same tattoo. I have seen this kind of tattoo from the Penitent Cartel, a U.S.-Mexican transnational drug trafficking organization."
The atmosphere in the room immediately became serious, and Valentine's fingers groped the back of the bat doll.
"Don't you think this is a bit of a coincidence?" Schiller said: "Someone wanted to frame us with a murder case, but all the people who died were members of this drug trafficking organization. This can be regarded as their usual trick."
"What's the meaning?"
"Framing you up and causing your social death is only the first step. At this time, you are forced to cooperate with them due to the pressure of survival. But once the murder incident is over, you will not be under so much pressure. Of course, you cannot always listen to them.
."
"You may even want them to pay a bloody price for their reckless and stupid actions."
Jonathan and Valentine looked at each other, and Jonathan put his head on one hand and said, "You also said you don't have the ability to read minds."
"That's what the two of us really planned, which is one of the reasons why we agreed to their invitation." Valentin smiled and said: "If you want to possess our wisdom, you must be prepared to endure our madness. They will have to
Be prepared.”
"They're not stupid," Schiller said. "Since murder doesn't bring enough lasting stress, let's find another way."
"for example?"
"A powerful organization that has a grudge against you harasses you and hunts you down every day, completely destroying your life in ordinary society and expelling you from society. You can only serve them."
"I don't see how they are powerful." Valentine finished the last stitch and said, "If they screamed miserably before they died, does that mean they are stronger?"
"But you lost your breakfast and your power."
Both of them were silent and stopped talking. They knew that they were not afraid of these drug dealers coming to find them. Anyway, it was just a matter of whether there was enough space in the refrigerator.
But if they harass them repeatedly with such despicable methods, then no one can stand it. We can't afford to miss them at work, stop making money, and stare at them and kill them every day, right?
This group of pursuing perverted killers hate similar slaughtering behaviors. They don't like to kill anyone who comes to their door, let alone chase after them.
They can also imagine that the Penitent Cartel has not yet reacted. If it reacts, their revenge will definitely not be limited to robbery or power outage. Anyway, the lives of people over there are not valuable, and killers are sent here by the dozen.
Don't even think about having an happy life.
As for abandoning everything and going to their hometown, then again, the confession cartel is a gangster, and the one who recruits them now is a white gang boss.
The Confession Cartel turns a blind eye when it comes to killing people, but if you kill people, they hit hard. As long as the double standard is taken to the extreme, they are invincible.
This group of lunatics are not fearless, otherwise they would not play games with Batman and go directly to find Bruce Wayne. The so-called manpower is sometimes poor and the arms cannot twist the thighs.
Before order was restored in Gotham, they still had some home field advantage. Now that Gotham is almost a civilized city, they have to kill people secretly, let alone fight against law enforcement in a big way.
It can only be said that no matter how smart they are or how crazy they are, they are still marginalized figures in society. Without organization, there will be no climate, and stragglers can be defeated one by one.
"So that's it." Jonathan squinted his eyes and said, "Then do you think we still want to go? To be honest, there are no ways to deal with them, but..."
"But you can't bear to live your current life." Schiller smiled and said, "It feels good to be wearing a human skin, right?"
Jonathan rolled his eyes again, but remained silent after all.
Schiller walked back to the sofa and sat down, tilted his head, picked up the water glass, took a sip of water and said: "I guess some of your colleagues, or most of them, are angry that you were framed and driven away, and even
You don’t need to ask, they all want to help you take revenge.”
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"It can't be called most, just some." Jonathan was still arrogant, obviously wanting to win the championship.
"Mainly Zatanna." Jonathan also showed a little headache and said, "You still remember how many days I taught this girl, right?"
"You can be considered her mentor, although she finally figured out your conspiracy."
"This is the most troublesome point. In order to win her trust, I did teach her something, so even though she thought my purpose was impure, she still recognized me as her teacher."
"Did she find out that you were framed?"
"I told you, the case they came up with was so clumsy that it was unbelievable. They just threw an arm into my refrigerator."
Schiller couldn't hold back his laughter and looked back at his refrigerator.
Jonathan was stunned and said, "They won't do the same to you, right?"
Schiller covered his mouth with a cup, but nodded anyway.
Jonathan laughed crazily and said: "I thought you, the damn serial murderer, would get special treatment. It seems that in their eyes, you are no different from us, hahahahaha!"
"Speaking of business."
Jonathan coughed twice and said: "Although I did put some things in the refrigerator in the new house that I shouldn't have put, but I hid them very well. They just put their arms in the freezer, and my frozen vegetables and
Anyone with a brain would know something is wrong with the chicken."
"I didn't expect you to think so highly of Zatanna."
"This is now. I didn't admit that the thing in her head was called a brain before. She has indeed grown a lot." Jonathan recalled the situation that day and said: "Ours is a new community, and people have been moving recently. That stupid
The girl didn’t know what she was thinking, but she actually chose to use her magic to do the moving work..."
"Then you don't know how lucrative this job is."
Jonathan snorted, but obviously didn't take it to heart. He said: "I happened to go out to buy things and bumped into her. Zatanna looked very happy. She knew I didn't want to talk to her, but she still had to stop me.
."
"After just one step, the police blocked me. If someone saw me killing someone, they wanted to search my house. At that time, I almost knew what would happen."
"But I didn't expect that because of the evil behavior of those police officers, Zatanna said they were violent in enforcing the law and wanted to take the crocodile with us."
"The police couldn't stop her, and neither could I, so we went to our house together, and sure enough we found the arm. And the police said they had eyewitness testimony, and they were going to take me away."
"Unexpectedly, this girl somehow got a brain and said that I am a chemist. If I kill someone and dismember the body, I can just dissolve the body with chemicals. Why do I have to go to so much trouble to physically dismember the body?
Stuffing one arm into the refrigerator?"
"And what kind of soul state remains on this body doesn't match the time they said the crime occurred, so I don't quite understand it either."
"She had a fight with the police, but the police couldn't quarrel with her, so they took us all to the police station and met Clay."
"The result is that this girl made a big fuss in the police station, but in the end her arm couldn't twist her thigh. That damn guy threatened them to shut down their moving company. I really couldn't stand their quarrel there, so I kicked them out.
gone."
Jonathan shrugged and said, "Zatanna was almost mad to death. Before she left, she said she would find evidence."
"It's not easy," Schiller said: "She actually realized the crux of the case."
"Who says it's not the case? It seems that if you stay in Gotham for a long time, everyone will become a serial killer." Jonathan sighed.
"So you're still a little touched, right?"
Jonathan obviously suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, cleared his throat and said: "To tell you the truth, the person who was sent by Clay to tamper with my project was indeed dissolved by me with chemical agents. When I think of that
The stupid girl retorted righteously, as if I was really a victim, and I just wanted to laugh out loud."
"The interviewers also wanted to stop the police." Valentine said: "There were many highly respected medical professors inside who said they wanted to go with the police to see the dismemberment scene."
"As a result, they discovered that the state of the body was completely inconsistent with the police's description of the crime process and the time of the crime. At that time, I clearly had a sufficient alibi."
"I told the police that if it were me, the dismemberment would not be so rough, so I showed them how I would dissect the body fine enough, and the professors even applauded me."
"Professor Hollis, the oldest among them, said he would call the state Legislature. He could not sit back and let these violent police officers use flawed excuses to pin a murder case on such a talented person."
"But actually, if they go to my house and look in my refrigerator, they'll find there's more than one arm in there."
Jonathan looked Schiller up and down and said, "Your skin is the most perfect of all of us. I don't believe you wouldn't give it some color.'
Schiller leaned back and showed a reserved smile, but as expected, Jonathan and Valentine saw in his eyes the cruelty and indifference revealed in the only crack in this perfect human skin.
