Batman stepped forward and looked at Zatanna and said, "I think it's actually okay..."
Zatanna seemed a little tired. Multiple teleportations had consumed a lot of her strength. Virtual memory required not only strength but also energy. At this time, Batman came up and interrupted, which made her a little confused.
God, so she stopped what she was doing, looked at Batman and said:
"Bruce, I'm busy right now. If you really have any suggestions, can you wait until I'm done? You'll distract me."
Looking at Zatanna's somewhat pale face, Batman ultimately did not say the second half of the sentence. Constantine also wanted to say something, but seeing Zatanna's tired face, he ultimately did not say anything.
So, Zatanna picked up the knife, selected another ball of light, reached out and shook it gently, and the ball of light spread out and turned into a screen.
Zatanna's brows furrowed deeply and her expression looked a little serious. While she was thinking, Batman saw a room appear on the screen.
It was a British-style living room that is very common in Gotham's manor. When you first enter, there is a set of sofas and a small round table. Further inside, there are several rows of bookshelves, and there is a dark desk at the end.
They are also bookshelves, and there are many things on the desktop, such as letters, ink screens, globes, etc.
After finding a suitable scene, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly continued to hold her breath and began to arrange other parts.
To fake a murder, you naturally need corpses. It seems that Zatanna has not seen too many dead corpses of ordinary people. She stood in front of the screen and thought for a long time, and finally only came up with a fat one, like
A politician-looking man and lay him flat on the ground.
"Okay, what else should be there after the body is done... Oh, by the way! Let me take a look at the wounds and blood... The wounds were just on the chest, and the blood was on the ground..." Zatanna muttered in a low voice.
Operate while doing it.
She laid the fat man's body flat on the ground, made him lie down in a large shape, then made a big hole in the center of his chest, and then sprinkled some blood under his body.
Batman, who was standing behind, couldn't stand it any longer. He said:
"Zatanna, theoretically speaking, if a person has such a big hole in his chest, it's impossible for him to bleed just this little bit."
Zatanna was stunned for a moment, then looked at Batman in surprise and said, "How do you know?"
"You've been away from Gotham for too long." Batman only said this sentence. Zatanna felt a little confused, but she humbly accepted the suggestion and got a little more blood.
"In addition, if you plan to use this butcher knife as a murder weapon, it is best not to make a wound in his chest like a big hole made by a shotgun." Batman continued.
"Also, if a person suffers such a heavy blow to the chest, the blood cannot be evenly distributed on the ground in a circular shape, and there cannot be only blood without internal organ fragments. What's more, if you break his ribs
They are all broken into pieces, there is no way there will be no bone residue...·
"Bruce!" Zatanna raised her voice and said, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just say so!"
"Okay, I admit that it was my fault for leaving without saying goodbye. I'm sorry, okay? Don't interrupt my work!"
Zatanna turned her head back fiercely, but then, she still hesitated. According to Batman's instructions, she changed the wound to be smaller and turned into a stab wound with a sharp blade. The position was changed to near the heart, no longer allowing the wound to be stabbed.
The blood is evenly distributed.
Then, Zatanna rolled her eyes and made a series of footprints on the ground, as well as some handprints on the table next to her, and said: "If he is anxious to cover up the evidence, I'm afraid he will be even more busy and will not care about it anymore."
Put on the umbrella..."
After the arrangement was almost complete, Schiller suddenly appeared in this memory space. He was wearing the suit he usually wears most. However, a small half of the suit was soaked with blood, from the left side of his chest to the
The wrist of his right hand was stained with blood.
He held a long knife in his right hand, which was also stained with blood at this time. In front of him lay a corpse with a stabbed chest. The blood flowed to his feet and stained the soles of his leather shoes.
Schiller, who appeared in the space, was stunned for a moment, but soon it was as if some memory had been implanted, and he completely forgot that he had suddenly appeared in this space.
He first looked down at the corpse at his feet, then turned to look at the knife in his hand, and then looked down at the blood stained on his shoes.
He showed a very disgusted expression, took a step back slightly, threw away the knife, and then whispered: "What's going on?"
He took a deep breath, but did not show any panic expression. He just stood there. He looked up at the ceiling, then drew a cross on his chest and said: "If I am guilty, God will punish me instead of letting me see
To such a corpse..."
"Oh my God!" Schiller shook his head and sighed, "What kind of person would take such a heavy knife and insert it into such a clean room?"
The human heart, this is really..."
Hearing what he said, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief, because such a reaction was normal, but soon she saw Schiller on the screen looking up and down the room, and continued: "Besides, this room is also
There is only one door, the window glass is very thick, the floor is very high, there is no balcony, and there are no ventilation ducts..."
Zatanna's smile froze, and then she said: "He should just be complaining about the poor structure of this room, right?"
"Forget it, let's start modifying the memory..." Zatanna said in a low voice, trying to ignore the abnormal things.
I saw Schiller on the screen suddenly stunned for a moment, and then whispered to himself: "Did I do it? Did I kill the person?"
Schiller showed a very confused expression, looked at the surrounding environment and the corpse at his feet, and finally saw his right hand stained with blood.
Zatanna expected that he would show a shocked and panic expression, but unexpectedly, Schiller whispered:
"But I usually commit crimes with my left hand. No idiot would use his dominant hand to kill someone, right?"
Zatanna outside the screen panicked and started smearing on the screen. She said: "Wait a minute, wait a minute! What did he just say? Left-handed crime? He has committed crimes before??!!! Oh my God! Bruce
!Your professor is a murderer?!!”
But she didn't even have time to look at Batman's expression. Instead, she hurriedly changed the blood stain to her left hand, and then reset Schiller back to the state she had just arrived in.
The previous process was exactly the same. This time, Schiller did not question the blood on his hands. Instead, he looked down at his chest and said, "Why did the blood on the clothes and the blood flowing out on the ground condense?"
The degree is different? Did he die for two hours first before splattering his blood on me?"
Zatanna was in a hurry again, but when she was making changes, she discovered that she had no idea what the difference was in the degree of blood coagulation.
So, she had no choice but to look at Batman, who briefly explained to her the changes in human blood after it leaves the human body. Zatanna felt dizzy after hearing this, and she could only stretch out a hand and say:
"Stop, just tell me the conclusion. What color should I mix the two bloods into? What concentration should I make?"
Batman walked over and instructed Zatanna to adjust the color and thickness of the blood. After adjusting for a long time, she finally got it right. Zatanna reset Schiller back to the state where she had just arrived in this memory space.
As a result, Schiller unbuttoned the suit again and looked at the shirt. The shirt was stained with blood and the color had not been adjusted. Zatanna had to start adjusting the color of the bottom layer again.
Schiller, who finally passed the blood level and was reset, finally no longer paid attention to the color and thickness of the blood. He began to pay attention to the wound again.
He squatted down next to the corpse, looked at the stab wound in the heart, and said: "Pierce the heart and kill with one blow..."
Then, Schiller picked up the butcher knife that he had just thrown away, and then inserted the knife into the heart.
The next scene shocked her even more. Schiller took the knife and dug out the heart of the corpse.
Zatanna outside the screen widened her eyes, took a breath, and said, "Oh my God! What is he doing?! Everyone is dead, and he wants to whip the corpses??!!!"
But what shocked her even more was that while Schiller was digging his heart out, he said to himself: "Although I don't remember any grudge between us at all, since I killed you, consider yourself lucky."
"I will not be like those stupid boys with no experience and just leave you here alone and let you be discovered in the same ugly posture as before. This is really vicious. I am not that kind of person."
"No matter what grudge we have, the grudge has been settled, and I will give you a decent ending."
"You should say more good things about me to God. After all, when your body is discovered later, it may be the most glorious moment in your life... Because of me, thank me."
Zatanna, who was standing outside the screen, was stunned, but then she shuddered hard and regained consciousness. Then she pointed at the screen with a slightly trembling finger and turned to look at Batman.
"I said, he is not an ordinary person." Batman said in a calm tone, and then he thought that Schiller like this can't even be called crazy. After all, how sick Schiller treated the owl in Metropolis was still vivid.
In the head.
"The police are coming soon... The police are coming soon... The police are coming soon..." Zatanna kept chanting: "You can't be caught... You can't be caught... You can't be caught... Therefore
You have to run...run...run, run, run! Oh my god! Stop it! You should get out of here!!!!"
Zatanna seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She covered her throat and began to retching.
Finally, a few minutes later, Schiller on the screen stood up. Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The magic of the mind finally worked. Come on, go and hide the murder weapon. You should work hard to hide the murder weapon now."
!!!”
But the next second, Schiller held the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised it high, and made a "chi!" sound, and blood splashed on the screen. In the red blood, everyone saw that Schiller chopped off the man's head.
Come down.
Then, Schiller came to the desk with his head in his arms and put his head on the desk. Then, he dragged the remaining body to the side of the office chair and placed the body on the office chair.
Then, he walked to his desk and looked at the scene. As if he was not satisfied enough, Schiller shook his head, touched his chin and thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and moved his head to the left to align it with his body.
.
"What on earth is he doing?!!!!!!" Zatanna roared, and then she said in a state of collapse: "Why is he playing with corpses?!!! Put your head down!!!!"
After adjusting his position, Schiller smiled as if he remembered something interesting, and then said: "The person who claims to be the brain of the country has lost his brain... Wait, the head and the brain don't seem to be the same thing.
One thing..."
Outside the screen, Zatanna gradually widened her eyes and watched as Schiller adjusted his suit and tie, picked up the butcher knife he threw on the ground, and then walked towards the head again.
Zatanna hurriedly closed the screen, then stood there, breathing heavily with lingering fear.
Then, she turned her gaze to Batman, stared, shook her head slightly and quickly, looked into Batman's eyes and said: "Bruce, no wonder you have changed a lot, you actually have such a professor!"
Then, Zatanna took another deep breath, showed a determined look, and said, "Don't worry, Bruce, I will definitely rescue you from the hands of such an evil person..."
Batman pursed his lips slightly, then opened his mouth again, but in the end, he showed the classic expression of turning the corners of his mouth downwards, shook his head and said: "You'd better think about it again..."
But unexpectedly, Zatanna suddenly rushed up, held Batman's cheek and said to him: "I'm really sorry! I shouldn't have left at the beginning, I knew that my father and I would be involved.
your turn!"
"Oh my god, Bruce..." Zatanna hugged Batman directly and said, "I can't believe how you met such a person. I should stay by your side to protect you...
"
Batman's face darkened, but not because of Zatanna, but because of Constantine, who was standing behind Zatanna, holding a recording pen that exuded magical light, and showed him a