Chapter 1246: The Farm of Justice (Twenty-Eight)
"That's the thing." Brand, who was sitting on the sofa, touched the soft ears of the white dog next to him that drooped beside his head and said, "This dog has intelligence no less than that of humans, but it just can't speak."
"In terms of psychiatry, I am more proficient in pathology. In terms of magic, I am not good at mediumship or soul magic. I can't communicate with Little Krypton, and it seems to need someone to listen to its troubles now."
“When Hal gave it to me, he emphasized that this was a heroic dog. When he was in the metropolis, he had saved two children from drowning, helped the police subdue suspects, and stopped two robberies and There's a domestic violence case, so you really have to help it, Schiller."
"I'm not questioning how good this dog you said is. I know it is Clark's dog. Its abilities and personality are almost exactly the same as Clark's. The problem is that I am a human psychologist and I have never studied pet psychology. , it would be more reliable for you to find a professional dog trainer than to come to me.”
"But the dog trainer cannot communicate directly with Little Krypton." Brand shook his head and said: "Only you can use your thinking tower or crazy wine to enter the dreamland, talk directly to the dog, and help it. Provide psychological counseling.”
"So that's what you meant." Schiller leaned back on the sofa and said, "But to be honest, the minds of humans and dogs may not be connected, and I'm not sure it's useful to use human psychotherapy methods to treat a dog. It’s useless, but I can try my best.”
But Schiller turned to look at Jason and Harley, who were standing on both sides of the sofa interacting, and said, "You have to take them two back. I don't have time to take care of the child."
"Come on, you have plenty of free time now." Brand picked up the cup and took a sip of wine, then leaned on the armrest of the sofa and said, "How about I stay here to take care of the children, and you go back to work at Arkham Asylum, Mi Mrs. Le is already talking about me crazy."
Just as Schiller was about to speak, Brand sat upright, resting his elbows on his knees, leaning forward and looking at Schiller and said: "You always say you don't want to continue to tangle with Batman, but you always don't do anything. Action, now you finally have a chance. You are in a new environment and can have a new life. Why not try to make some changes? "
Schiller looked at him in silence. Brand shook his head and said, "Don't instinctively obey the repetitive compulsive behaviors that autism brings to you. You have to be brave and take that step, right?"
Schiller sighed softly, and in the end Brand left alone, leaving the dog and the two children behind. So when Lucifer came back, he saw the house full of mess.
Schiller was bending over to pick up the pillow with missing feathers on the floor. Harley was lying on the side of the sofa and stretched out a hand to reach Jason who was sitting on the floor. Jason grinned and pushed the super dog Xiao Krypton who was holding him down. open.
Not surprisingly, after Brand left, Schiller tried to persuade the two children to fight. The educational theme was some clichés such as not fighting and resorting to violence. But obviously, these two children It's not easy to get around at all.
Jason firmly believed that Hallie was smearing Schiller's reputation, and Hallie also firmly believed that Jason was denying Schiller's talent. These two views were so firm that even if he stood in front of them, they would definitely We must use various means to determine the outcome and make the opponent admit defeat.
When the two of them raised their fists and hit each other, Schiller subconsciously wanted to use his own force to break up the fight, but Xiao Krypton was faster than him.
Perhaps this Kryptonian dog has some sheepdog genes, and it really can't stand the sight of two creatures tit-for-tat and fist-bumping at each other.
So, the moment the two children took action, Xiao Krypton rushed forward, first knocked Harley onto the sofa, and then with a flick of his tail, pinned Jason down.
Not to be outdone, Harley grabbed the pillow and threw it at Jason's head. Little Krypton jumped up high, bit the pillow and threw it back. The bitten pillow flew out into the sky with feathers, blocking Harley's sight. , Jason took advantage of Xiao Krypton’s unpreparedness and grabbed it by the neck.
The Kryptonian dog was no ordinary pet dog. Little Krypton shook his head to the right, causing Jason to stumble and sit on the ground, falling on his butt.
As soon as Lucifer walked into the living room, he heard Xiao Krypton's powerful "woof" bark. He looked at the scene in the living room with some confusion, and then fell on Schiller.
Schiller sighed deeply and took down the two pillow feathers that fell on his head. He turned to look at Lucifer and said, "How is your bar decoration going? Didn't you say it will be open in a few days? ?”
"There's nothing wrong with the decoration. The main thing is that I have to put up my collections. It's almost done. It's expected to be open tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Lucifer stepped forward, picked up the pillow that was thrown to the corner, and threw it away. On the couch.
"You'd better open tomorrow and bring two of them...oh, no, three of them, to your bar. I have to go to the FBI training school tomorrow."
"Three of them?" Following Schiller's gaze, Lucifer saw clearly the two people and the dog fighting. He blinked and said, "Harley Quinn? Why are you so... Oh, I forgot, you It should still be Miss Quinzel, and Jason Todd, you are also a little kid now, hahaha.”
Lucifer laughed twice, waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry, I will supervise them to finish their homework. This should be Superman's dog, right? Come here, good dog, do you want to play Frisbee?" "
"Tidy up the living room." Schiller said as he walked to his room. Lucifer called behind him: "Hey, you don't want to leave all the housework to me, do you? You are my pope, right? should……"
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"Pay the rent."
"...Where's the broom?"
"bathroom."
Walking back to his bedroom, Schiller opened the curtains. What appeared outside the window was the bustling night scene of the bustling downtown of Seaside City. This was a high-end apartment not far from the CBD of Seaside City.
Although Greed bought a vacation villa not far from Jordan's fishing ground, Arrogance was not as leisurely as he was. He had to drive three hours a day to get back to civilized society, so he rented an apartment on a high-rise here and paid One year's rent.
As for Lucifer, the bar that Greed paid for him is located not far from this apartment. It was the site of the old natural museum of the last century in the seaside city. Although there are rooms that can be used for living, due to the decoration Due to style reasons, it was not comfortable there and the environment was too trendy, so Lucifer chose to share the apartment with Schiller.
Lucifer was not so poor that he couldn't afford the rent, but he really didn't want to talk about money with Arrogance anymore. He had already discovered that Arrogant Schiller didn't like settling accounts very much. He was afraid that Arrogance would call the professionals out to help Heaven and The relationship that has finally been stabilized by Hell has added another layer of crisis.
In this way, the two began to live together in a shared apartment. To a certain extent, the two arrogant people had similar personalities and compatible living habits. The apartment was very large, with three large rooms and one small room. There is enough space, the activity routes do not affect each other, and it should be very peaceful.
But no matter which country or lifestyle, as long as children and pets appear, it means that the peaceful life will completely end.
The next morning, Schiller got up very early. He put on his suit and tie, and like an ordinary office worker, he picked up his briefcase and went downstairs. However, sitting in the car waiting downstairs was FBI agent.
"Ms. Amanda Waller says hello to you, Professor Schiller." The female agent driving the car said.
"Is she still in Denver?" Schiller straightened his tie, took out a copy of the instruction book from his briefcase and said while reading it. The male agent sitting in the passenger seat nodded and said, "Yes. , Ms. Amanda still has some work to do, and she will come to visit you after the things over there are over."
"She should focus on the work she is doing. I don't need anyone to visit." Schiller browsed the teachings in his hand, turned a page and said, "You must have run into a lot of trouble, right?"
The female agent driving the car said with a solemn face: "A month ago, there was a serious explosion on the second underground floor of the Metropolitan World Trade Center. William Sessions, then FBI director, was fired by the president for dereliction of duty, embezzlement of public funds and other crimes. , and then-U.S. Attorney General Louis Freeh took office, which was not good news.”
Schiller turned another page of teachings and said: "Of course, no matter how bad Sessions does, he is still an independent person who has the right to speak and can decide which direction the FBI should go, but what about Lewis? ? He has come all the way through the American judicial system, do you still expect him to have any independent personality? "
"Ms. Waller, Mr. Davis and other FBI veterans do not want to be swayed by Free..."
"Otherwise, they wouldn't let me go so easily." Schiller said without raising his head: "We all know that this is a deal. You help me restore my reputation in society, and I help you establish a faction within the FBI. Gain an advantage in the struggle.”
"Free was born in New Jersey, and the East Coast is his territory. Therefore, you tried every means to establish a new West Coast Academy in addition to the FBI National Academy, hoping to share the responsibility of training agents from the National Academy."
"Yes, professor, that's what we think." The male agent sitting in the co-pilot said: "We also know that asking you to teach is tantamount to inviting a wolf into the house, but even if you are a KGB, you will definitely be better than Louis. ·Free implements the old director’s will better.”
"While Sessions was in office, the greatest achievement he achieved was the anti-drug campaign in arcades. His slogan 'Winners don't take drugs' has been widely spread among young people, and it has indeed curbed drug crimes to a certain extent." Schiller said lightly. He sighed and continued:
"The newly appointed Freeh is a liberal and believes in McCarthyism, so of course you have to find a KGB to compete with him. Only if I attract all his attention, you can breathe a sigh of relief. Stand firm among the negative impacts and not be held accountable.”
The male agent gently tapped the edge of the car window with his hand and said: "You see very clearly, professor, and your political acumen shocks me, but since you have seen so clearly, you should understand that the struggle has just begun. "
"I don't fight anyone."
Seeing the car stop outside a lush forest, Schiller closed the cigarette in his hand, opened the car door and walked out. He turned to look at the agent who got out of the car at the same time and said:
"I am a teacher who only teaches knowledge from books. I don't care if the new director respects me, but he better respect knowledge enough."
"Of course I understand, professor, please come this way."