After Schiller found the safe left by his former self from the underground of the Metropolitan Manor, he obtained the "Philby List" that everyone was looking for. At the same time, there was also a person from the Soviet Union.
Medal, which proves that the original Schiller may have something to do with the Soviet Union.
Now, Schiller's former classmate Brand has personally admitted that Schiller is indeed a Marxist. Not only did he go to East Berlin, he even lived in Moscow, joined the KGB, and even betrayed the KGB in the end.
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According to Brand, Schiller came to Gotham to seek refuge in order to avoid the KGB.
This makes sense in theory. Through clues, Schiller discovered that the original Schiller was not a simple person. Ordinary opponents were not enough to force him to come to this sinful city to escape, but if
If it was the KGB, even Schiller would have to be cautious.
Many people may not know how powerful this organization is, because after the collapse of the Soviet Union, the Russian Federal Security Service, which was transformed from the KGB, was not well-known. However, during the Soviet period, the KGB was undoubtedly the world's number one spy organization.
Because of ideology, the Soviet Union has been an enemy of the whole world, and the KGB has also been an enemy of espionage organizations around the world. During the years when the Soviet Union still existed, this espionage organization was always surrounded by more than a dozen
In an unfavorable situation, the final result is that all spy organizations in other countries must unite to be able to block its offensive.
Of course, because it is now 1988, the internal conflicts in the Soviet Union are very serious, and the economic situation is not as good as before, so even the KGB is no longer glorious, but there is no doubt that it is still the best espionage organization in the world, and there is no other.
one.
If the original Schiller had come into contact with such forces, it would be normal for him to choose to take refuge in Gotham.
But there is still a doubt in it. Previously, Schiller had encountered a wave of people from Metropolis who came to him in Gotham. This group of people was not very professional and did not pose any threat. Schiller guessed,
This may have been a test by the KGB.
As the most powerful espionage organization in the world, it is impossible for them not to know how special Gotham is. They did not directly stuff agents in like the CIA, but chose to incite some forces from Metropolis to come in.
Exploring the path, this makes sense.
The only problem is that the killer who comes later is not a KGB agent, but Deathstroke.
Schiller didn't think that the KGB would hire a freelance mercenary to kill him, especially since Schiller was likely to have some intelligence. However, Deathstroke went out with all his strength, obviously wanting to kill him. This didn't seem like the KGB would.
actions taken.
If you want to know the answer to this question, you have to ask Deathstroke to reveal the identity of the employer who originally hired him. But this experienced mercenary is difficult to deal with. More importantly, he is elusive and unpredictable. If you want to contact him, it depends on luck.
, Schiller didn’t have time to travel all over the world to find him.
In addition to looking for clues externally, Schiller has another option, which is to investigate his own memory inwardly.
Schiller rummaged through the archives in the Palace of Thought for a long time, but he was very sure that he could not find any memories of the original Schiller about espionage work. He grew up, studied, graduated, worked, and participated in those bizarre things.
I do have memories, but they are not very clear...
Schiller was not sure whether this was caused by his time travel or if there was another hidden reason.
There are not enough clues about this matter to make an accurate judgment, but because it is not a very important matter, Schiller is in no rush to investigate.
To say the least, the current Soviet Union is almost unsalvageable. In three years at most, this country will disappear. No matter how big a grudge Schiller has with the KGB, in three years, everything will disappear.
In the office of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, Schiller slowly told Brand what happened in Metropolis.
"...That's probably what happened. It's actually quite dramatic, isn't it?"
Brand rolled his eyes slightly and said: "Only you would call this kind of dangerous incident involving the game of forces between different parties and frequent murders a drama..."
Brand opened his medical record and said: "I can prescribe some anti-anxiety drugs for you. You need to go back and adjust your schedule and relax yourself. I think I don't need to tell you the rest of the medical instructions...
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"By the way, Hugo Strange, who took over my job, became a patient, so who is the chief doctor of Arkham Hospital now?"
"Don't mention this anymore." Brand sighed deeply and said, "After Hugo was admitted to the hospital, I went to the mayor and Bruce Wayne, hoping that they could do more for this hospital.
Hire an attending physician.”
"After you came here, you had no contact with your former teachers and classmates. If you hadn't been publishing papers, they would have thought you died in Gotham."
"Hugo is even more exaggerated. Within a week of his arrival, he changed from a doctor to a patient, and he was completely disconnected from his original social circle."
"Not to mention, in order to get rid of those troubles, I rarely have contact with the outside world."
"Among the three of us, you are the most famous, but Hugo and I are not bad either. All three famous psychiatrists are at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital. Who else do you think would dare to come?"
Schiller supported his chin with his fingers and said, "As long as the money is enough, there should be a few people who dare to risk their lives, right?"
Brand sneered twice and said: "Haven't you noticed yet? This ghost place of Gotham is not normal at all. Ordinary people with normal minds may become a little confused when they come here, and lunatics who are already mentally disturbed will come here.
You can only be a patient here."
"Do you think people who dare to come to Gotham to risk their lives are normal people?"
"It will take me a week to sort out all the work and then hand it over to the new attending doctor. But how long can he stay in this position? Three days? One week?"
"More importantly, thanks to your infinitely wise management plan, we no longer have any extra wards for crazy attending doctors. If another crazy doctor comes, I'm afraid he will have to live in the bathroom.
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"So, Hugo is pretty lucky?"
"Yeah, at least he got the last fixed ward, otherwise, I really have no choice but to put him in a bathroom stall."
Schiller curled his lips, stood up, straightened his clothes, and then said to Brand: "I think you can go talk to the mayor. The work of the acting chief physician should be increased, right?"
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Brand did not raise his head, but just raised his eyelids, rolled his eyes, looked at Schiller and said: "When Victor called me before, I didn't think there was anything worth being nervous about. Now it seems that your
The condition has worsened again, please take medicine quickly!”
Schiller shrugged, exchanged some taunts with Brand, and was about to turn around and leave. Just as he turned around, Brand stopped him again and said:
"Oh, by the way, there's something I forgot to tell you. Yesterday, I received a strange phone call. The person on the other side didn't know how he could make the receiver of my phone fly up."
"He said he was your friend and wanted a fixed bed..."
Schiller turned back and asked Brand: "Don't tell me, that man's name is Constantine?"
"That's the name. He spoke with a strong British accent and was drunk. He didn't explain his condition and symptoms clearly. What's wrong with him?"
"If he calls again, scold him and hang up."
As soon as Schiller said this, a crisp phone ringing came from the desk, and both Schiller and Brand's eyes fell on the phone.
Brand shook his head and motioned Schiller to answer the phone. Schiller hesitated when he walked to the phone. He picked up a tissue from the side and wrapped the phone receiver, then picked up the phone receiver and put it to his ear.
side.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Doctor Brand? It's me, I'm the Constantine who called yesterday, um... can I go to your place for treatment now? I'm a little..."
"Constantine, listen, if you want to buy medicine, go to the drugstore on the East Side Pier. There are no discounts here. If you want to find a lover, go to the red light district. There is nothing you are looking for here..."
"Uh, Schiller? What's that about you? Are you back at work again?"
Constantine suddenly woke up, and Schiller heard a commotion on his side, and there seemed to be gunshots. He heard Constantine talking to himself over there:
"Damn, here we come again...wait a minute, why is this magic circle drawn wrong? Did I drink too much?"
"Oh, wait, wait!...Batman! Don't do anything, I didn't do anything, I just rested here for a while! I didn't break the law, you can't..."
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Bang! Boom - swish... swish..."
Several more violent sounds came from the other end of the phone, and with the sound of Constantine sucking in air, it finally became quiet.
Constantine gasped and said: "Fortunately, I ran fast, that damn madman..."
"What's wrong with you? I'll just hang up if nothing happens."
"No! No! Schiller, for the sake of us being friends, help me! I've had enough of this damn tights freak!"
Before Schiller could ask, Constantine began to vomit bitterly:
"That guy named Batman is simply a lunatic. He has been following me from the beginning, like a voyeuristic pervert. Even if I go to bars and red light districts to have fun, he will follow me!"
"Recently, he has gone too far. He even started to restrict my personal freedom, beat me, and kidnapped me. God, he must want to kill me!"
"Constantine...do you know?" Schiller interrupted him, and he first said in a low tone: "Actually, I have always felt that Batman has little regard for upholding justice and fighting crime in Gotham.
It's a bit too paranoid, and the method adopted is also very inefficient..."
Just when Constantine was about to agree, Schiller suddenly changed into an admiring tone and said:
"But I have to say that what he has done recently can truly be called a Gotham hero. If he could beat you to death, I would erect a monument for him in the center of the turntable."
"Don't be like this, Schiller, let me go and hide for two days, really just two days. Once the two days are up, I promise not to disturb you anymore..."
To Constantine's surprise, Schiller did not refuse immediately, but asked: "What on earth did you do to piss off Batman?"
"I don't...well, you know, I'm a very religious person, so I go to church on the Sabbath..."
"Then other believers should really thank you. God found Constantine worshiping and left heaven carrying the cross that night."
Constantine snorted through his nose and said: "Don't be kidding, I'm serious. When I went to the church to pray, I happened to find something strange underground there. In order to ensure the safety of all believers, of course I have to launch an investigation..."
"How much did you take?"
"Just a small bottle, do you think Batman is... No, I didn't take it, uh... I mean, I don't know what you are talking about..."
Schiller smiled, and Konstantin also laughed on the other end of the phone. Then he heard Schiller say viciously:
"There's nothing we can do, we can't save him, we just have to wait to die."