With a "pop", the gun in Lex's hand was knocked out, and the tip of the umbrella touched his eyebrows. He took two steps back, raised his hands and looked at Schiller who was taking action.
Selina rolled over and grabbed the pistol that was shot away by Schiller. She raised the pistol, but for a moment she didn't know who to aim at.
Selina is definitely on Bruce's side, but it was Schiller who had a conflict with Bruce before, so logically, she should aim her gun at Schiller.
But Schiller was also from Gotham and was Bruce's teacher. The two of them only quarreled verbally and did not take action. Lex shot Bruce, so she turned to aim at Lex.
However, Lex, who had lost his pistol, was just a helpless boy. In terms of threat, Schiller was the greater threat. Selena stood there hesitating for a long time, the muzzle of the gun dangling, and finally decided
Bruce stepped forward and pushed Selina's arm down.
Now, everyone on the field is a little confused. In their opinion, Lex's behavior is illogical at all. He is from Metropolis and has never participated in the love and hatred in Gotham. Even if he has met Bruce before, he has not been with Bruce.
He had no vengeance, so why on earth did he shoot?
In addition, his previous attack on Benjamin made him look like a madman who would attack anyone at any time. Just as Lex was about to say something, Schiller stretched his umbrella forward, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Back off."
He is very wary of Lex because he knows in his heart that in the comics, Lex has a very high intelligence and is one of the few smart people in the entire DC world. This kind of person is the hardest to deal with. You never know his intelligence.
Is there any deeper meaning behind certain actions?
"Professor, I..."
"Shut up." Schiller interrupted him very simply. The best way to deal with such a smart person is not to listen or see or feel, and not to give him any chance to confuse people.
At this time, Bruce also stepped forward and said: "Professor Schiller, I just want to ask..."
"Same for you." Schiller didn't move his hand, but turned to look at Bruce and said.
After saying that, he slowly put down the umbrella, then turned around. Before leaving, he looked back at Benjamin who was still lying on the ground and Lionel who was already dead. As he walked out the door, he said:
"Please clean this place up, I'm going back to sleep."
After saying that, he left, leaving only Lex and Bruce looking at each other. Lex sighed deeply and said, "Well, it seems that he has really lost his memory."
Bruce heard a lot of inexplicable emotions from his words. He looked at Lex and said, "How do you know?"
"Why should I tell you?"
Obviously, Lex was very dissatisfied with Bruce. While cursing in a low voice, he walked up to Lionel's body, grabbed his arm, and dragged him to the bathroom with great effort.
After he walked out of the bathroom, he said, "Bring that annoying agent here, and I'll go find some tools in the warehouse downstairs."
"What do you want to do?" Bruce asked, watching his movements.
"I need to take care of this place. Otherwise, do you want these two bodies to lie here all night until they are discovered by other agents?"
As Lex walked out the door, he complained in a low voice: "The sewer system of this old manor must be very poor. If two people are treated at one time, it may be blocked..."
Bruce did not drag Benjamin away, but turned him over and started to press him down. Lex saw his actions and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What are you doing? What should I do if I wake him up?"
"I just want to wake him up." Bruce replied without raising his head. He said: "I have to ask for useful information from him. Moreover, he is sent to Metropolis by the CIA to track down espionage cases.
The person in charge, he cannot die."
Lex stood behind him, watched his movements, spread his hands and said, "Okay, whatever you want."
After saying that, he turned to leave. Bruce continued what he was doing, but continued: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luther, you can't leave either. You'd better stay here until I get the information I want."
.”
Lex didn't want to listen to him at all, he didn't stop, but soon, he heard the "click" of a false trigger, Selina pointed the gun at his head, Lex turned around,
He let out a disdainful "chi".
"You know what? Saying another word to you idiots who only know how to use guns is a waste of my life."
"Wayne, the Wayne Group you own is just an industry inherited from your parents, and the entire Luther Group is so powerful because of my decision."
"What? You have a better relationship with that professor, making you feel like you are his favorite student?"
"Perhaps he is also complaining privately that you are a fool. He only favors you because he has no better candidate. However, he will soon know that he and I are the same."
Lex walked back while taunting Bruce: "Disguised as a playboy, on the surface he is living and drinking, but privately he is working hard to manage his own property, which makes you feel that you are a genius who condescends to pretend to be an ordinary person."
"But you are actually just an ordinary person, useless in front of a real genius..."
Bruce stood up from Benjamin, crossed Benjamin's body, came to Lex, looked into his eyes and said: "That professor taught me a lot of things, but the most important thing is..."
Bruce deliberately dragged out a long note, and just when Lex was concentrating on listening to what he said, there was a "bang" sound, and Lex was knocked to the ground by Bruce's fist. Bruce looked down at him and said, "No matter what you say,
It’s very powerful, but sometimes, fists are also a way to solve problems.”
Lex was lying on the ground with no intention of moving. The red hair covered his eyes, making it impossible to see the deep ridicule in his eyes. Bruce looked at his face and suddenly said: "The root number is 39."
What is the 10th decimal place after the square?”
"3." Lex replied almost without thinking.
"Where's the root number 235?"
"7."
Lex stood up from the ground, wiped the blood under his nose, bared his teeth, looked at Bruce, and asked: "What is the 15th decimal place after the square root of 659?"
"1." Bruce Bruce replied immediately.
There was no pause in the question and answer between the two. Before Selena could even react to what was going on, strings of mathematical formulas came out of their mouths.
Although Selina didn't understand the content of their mutual questions and answers at all, it didn't stop her from seeing that the two seemed to be competing with each other.
She lowered her head and glanced at the pistol in her hand, curled her lips helplessly, turned around, walked to sit on the sofa next to her, and said to herself: "Ha, a man's competitive spirit."
As she said that, she glanced over there again and muttered: "How long will they stay there? Half an hour should be the limit, right?"
Two hours later, Selina got up from the table in a daze, shook her arms that were numb from the pressure, and took a look outside the window at the still blizzard and the pitch-black sky.
She squinted her eyes and looked at the clock hanging on the wall next to her. It was already 6 o'clock in the morning.
Selina covered her forehead with her hands, then turned her head. Sure enough, Bruce and Lex were still standing in the middle of the room.
Oh, no, now the two of them are no longer standing, but have moved a chair and a table. The table is also filled with various scratch papers.
Selena stretched out her hand, rubbed her temples hard, stood up from the sofa like a zombie, stretched hard, and then yawned.
She glanced at the two men over there, turned her head back, and walked out of the parlor door expressionlessly. Neither Bruce nor Lex noticed her at all, not even the gun she left on the table.
Don't care.
Selena came to the corridor, which was very quiet at this time.
I don’t know why, although Benjamin disappeared all night, no agents came to find him, or maybe there were agents who came, but they were solved by Bruce and Lex together. Selina didn’t see any agents in the corridor, so she
Start walking downstairs.
Arriving at the banquet hall, walked to the side, turned a corner, and came to the warehouse area behind the manor. Selina found the control room here, but she didn't actually want to find the control room, but just wanted to find a phone.
.
Fortunately, the control room also has a phone that can be used to contact the guest room. Selina picked up the phone and dialed a number, and Schiller's troubled voice came from the other end.
"Professor?...Ah, no! Don't be angry!...Oh, okay, I know, I will be angry when I don't sleep well, but there is indeed a trouble here, which may need you to solve..."
"But...but it may be a big trouble. Do you want to listen and then..."
Just after saying this, Selena looked at the phone in her hand, and there was a busy signal after being hung up. Selena pursed her lips, and finally whispered: "Forget it, probably not.
Will something big happen?"
After saying that, she walked up the stairs and prepared to go back to her room to take a nap.
Selina is from a very orthodox lower-class background in Gotham. She has not received any professional education. She has no chance of going to school or studying. She is literate and can read newspapers. She has surpassed many people from the lower class in Gotham. You can't expect a
People who have never been to school understand complex mathematics and physics.
At the same time, Selena is also a talented player. Her IQ is not actually very high, and she relies more on intuition. Therefore, she cannot understand what will happen when two equally talented geniuses meet.
What a spark.
At this time, Schiller was sleeping in the guest room, and the guest room service phone was still in his hand. It could be seen from his frown that he had just fallen asleep not long after being woken up by Selina's call.
In the Hall of Thought, Schiller was painting the new room at the top of the tower. While he was painting the walls, he heard Jormungandr's voice: "No, not orange, it's too ugly!"
"My beautiful scales are all made of dark green and silver. The best I can accept is blue and purple. Warm colors are too inconsistent here."
"Don't you know the principle of complementary colors?" Schiller said while painting the wall: "And your dark green doesn't match the overall decoration style of my thinking palace at all."
"No! Stop painting! This orange is too bright. I hate such bright colors!"
"The combination of dark green and silver is too old-fashioned... Oh, I forgot, you are also an old snake. How long have you lived? 3000 years? 5000 years? I shouldn't question your aesthetics. Before you
At that time, maybe this was quite fashionable..."
"I am not old!!! When Odin threw me to the earth, I was still a little snake. I have been sleeping, and that cannot be counted in my age!!"
Jörmungandr began to yell, and Schiller knocked on the wall with the paint brush in his hand and said: "Just talk and don't move. This room is just a little bit finished. I..."
Speaking of this, Schiller felt the floor beneath his feet shake. Schiller raised his voice a little angrily: "Jormungandr..."
At this time, a huge snake head stretched out, Jörmungandr's huge vertical pupils shimmered, and a hazy white mist shrouded both sides of his cheeks. He said: "It's not me, it's your dream. Wake up."
Already..."
Schiller threw the paint brush to the ground and said: "It's best not to let me know who disturbed my sleep again..."
"Bang! Bang! Boom!" The floor shook violently, and Schiller woke up instantly. Then he discovered that this was not an illusion he had in his dream, but that the floor really shook.
He sat up from the bed, picked up his umbrella and walked out of the room, and then heard screaming from the corridor:
"The reception room exploded!! Put out the fire quickly! Put out the fire quickly!"