Chapter 1711 Bruce Wayne and the Chamber of Secrets (VIII)

After finishing Loki's class, Harley and Helen wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while. The main reason was that Harley needed to take a rest. They could take a nap for twenty minutes before going to other classes so that they could have some time at noon. Plenty of time to check the information.

Harley yawned and walked to her dormitory. Her vision was blurred to the point of darkness. She saw a figure rushing out from the end of the corridor. It was a girl with disheveled hair who looked a little older than Harley. She was holding a wand in her hand. , the hand still exudes magic light.

"Harry! Be careful!" Helen shouted.

Harry turned aside instinctively, and a magical light hit the wall behind her.

In an instant, the girl with platinum hair revealed her fierce look. She raised her lips like a beast and exposed her fangs at the attacker. She rolled on the spot to avoid the second magical light and rushed in front of the attacker at extremely fast speeds.

The next second, the wrist of the girl who attacked Harley was held. Harley, who was aroused to the greatest aggression in exhaustion, grabbed her wrist and stabbed her eyeball directly with a sharp wand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Painful screams rang out, and Harley still held on to the wand tightly, even planning to pierce the opponent's brain directly. Fortunately, Helen rushed up in time to hold Harley, and by this time Barry had already rushed to the stairs.

"Harley! Are you okay?!"

Harley seemed to have just recovered. She slowly let go of her hand, without even looking at the girl who was covering her eyes and screaming. She sighed a little tiredly, shook her head and said, " No, I'm fine."

Then, she turned to look at the attacker, squeezed out a hiss from her throat with disgust, and cursed: "Trash."

Both Barry and Helen were stunned. They had never seen this side of Harley. Jennifer, who was standing on the first step of the stairwell, stopped walking upwards, hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran away.

Barry looked back and didn't see Jennifer, so he said, "Hurry up and help her, the professor should be here soon."

Sure enough, Loki hurried over with a bunch of students. When he saw the student lying on the ground wailing with the wand still stuck in his eye socket, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This is someone inserting the wand into his eye again." In his eyes? I heard that another student went crazy and wanted to attack others. Where is the victim? "

Helen rushed over and tugged on Loki's sleeve. Loki bent down, and Helen whispered in his ear, and then her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Loki walked around several children and half-knelt down to check the condition of the injured. Harley held her arms and leaned against the window without any awareness of the victim. Her eyes fell on the attacker who was still struggling on the ground. on the eyes.

There is no doubt that one of the attacker's eyeballs has been pierced and cannot be saved. Maybe magic can reshape one for her, but the original one is definitely unusable. But what surprised Harry was that The madness revealed in the only intact eyeball.

She is indeed crazy, Harley concluded, but this madness does not belong to her. She is just a manipulated wretch. Someone seduced her with madness and forced this madness on her, not like Harley. , the madness is buried deep in her heart, and only occasionally shows its sharp corner.

A corner had just been exposed, and Harley lowered her eyes and thought that every Gothamite was like a monster in human skin. The cold rain in countless nights had already turned the things under their human skin into chaos and strangeness. In short, it has nothing to do with people, more like a collection of madness.

Finally, the school doctor and other archmages came around to ask about Harley's situation. Harley's smart and keen little head turned slightly, then immediately lowered his head and said with a victim attitude: "I'm sorry, my parents are dead." Earlier, I grew up among a group of relatives who wanted to fight for inheritance. I have a strong self-defense mentality. Sometimes I will attack others when I am stimulated. I really don’t mean it. "

The leader, Master Song, immediately showed a sympathetic expression. She gently stroked Harley's head, held her in her arms and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, child, no one is allowed to be unscrupulous in this academy." Hurt someone else and we'll figure it out soon enough and everything will be fine."

But everything didn't get better.

After the last required class, a boy who looked no older than fourth grade rushed into Lan Ling's class. He shouted in horror: "The third floor, the corridor on the third floor! Someone wrote something on the wall. !”

From the slightly unreal perspective of little Bruce, everyone left the room with a loud cheer. The leader was the parasite that inhabited the human body, and they all rushed towards the location of the incident.

He is a parasite. Little Bruce can see that those terrible and dirty factors are parasitic on a human being who may be an agent. How can they allow such a creature to appear in the school and openly become one? professor?

For the first time, a sense of disgust and crisis appeared in little Bruce's mind. He had never realized that he had such great malice towards something that was not human before.

Under Barry's tugging, little Bruce still followed the crowd to the corridor, and then saw a line of strange and confusing text on the wall of the corridor on the third floor of the teaching building.

It was not in any known language, but little Bruce knew clearly that everyone present, regardless of nationality, race, or education level, could read this line——

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"The door to the secret chamber has been opened. Those who are enemies of the successor, be careful!"

Little Bruce really couldn't understand the language in which the people around him were talking about this sentence. He felt that he might have been angry because of the language barrier, so he didn't stop at all and quickly left the road with Barry. corridor.

"What's wrong with you, Bruce? You've been distracted since you just woke up. Are you okay?" Barry chased after little Bruce and asked him.

"I'm fine, but I have to go to the library now. I plan to spend a day and a night learning Chinese and Japanese. I'm fed up with the language barrier."

For a moment, Barry didn't know what was more surprising: Bruce's unfounded anger or his statement that he planned to spend a day learning two languages.

"Something weird happened."

In the restaurant of Kamal Taj College, Helen used chopsticks to gently tease the crystal grains on the surface of the rice, and said with a little worry: "Like I said, the elephant is in the room, but no one noticed it. "

"What do you think that sentence means?"

Harley asked. There was a pan-fried saury on her plate, which was obviously made in Japanese style. Between the two of them were some Chinese dishes, which were simple home-style stir-fries. The detailed description was just a random vegetable. Combined with meat, it is cooked with a light taste.

But in fact, neither Helen nor Harley can be said to have light tastes. What they have in common in terms of taste is that they enjoy all kinds of meat, and frying and stir-frying are the best. However, neither of them is in the mood to eat right now, so they are casual Got some dishes.

"First of all, and most obviously, what is the secret room? A secret room? Why was the secret room opened? What is in it? Who is the successor? Who needs to be careful?"

Harry paused while holding the chopsticks. She analyzed it as rationally as possible: "There must be something to do with the crazy students attacking others and the message on the wall. It's the same thing."

"According to the information we know, the question we need to analyze is whether this incident is related to the book placed in the bottom drawer of our dormitory wardrobe."

"Of course." Helen was very sure. Her newly developed conspiracy thinking was being perfected at an extremely fast speed. She was absorbing Harley's wisdom almost from the air, and kept up with her at an alarming speed. ideas.

"We just started to study this book, and strange things happened one after another. No one would believe that there was no relationship, but we didn't open the book. How did the elephant escape?"

Faced with this question, Harley was silent, then she looked up at Helen and said, "You are Loki Odinson's daughter, right?"

Helen nodded. This was an obvious fact, because the two of them looked so similar. Even if she wanted to deny it, their appearance was ironclad proof.

"Then in this academy, you are probably the only person who can be called the successor. You have royal blood, don't you?"

"But I will not inherit Asgard."

"You can't?"

Helen paused for a moment, then said: "First of all, my life experience is a bit strange. I do have the royal blood of Asgard and even the power of this god-king, but my other father... he may not be very Want me to be the Queen of Asgard.”

"Is he capable of stopping it?" Harley was hinting at the power of Asgard.

"Of course." Helen was hinting at the power of her other father, but she still asked hesitantly: "If I am the successor mentioned in this sentence, then who is my enemy? And why? To cause so much trouble in school?"

"We're looking into that."

While the two were talking, a student came over with a dinner plate, but when he reached the table where the two girls were sitting, he turned around and did not choose the shortest way. Several students behind him also It's the same.

Obviously, Harley is not the only one who thinks that Helen, who has Asgardian royal blood, is the heir. There is really a throne in her family that she wants to inherit. If she is not the heir, who else can she be?

But there were exceptions. Sirila took the initiative to sit opposite Helen and next to Harley. She looked into Helen's eyes and said, "Don't worry too much. Your father and other professors will solve everything."

"I don't think I am the heir." Helen shook her head slightly and said, "It is precisely because the direction is so obvious that all this may be a deception. I never thought of this before, but now it is clear and sharp."

"The upcoming school competition will add fuel to all this chaos." Harley asserted: "More and more students will respond to the demons. Even if the Supreme Mage is here, the demons will not dare to do anything. If there is incompatibility or power imbalance, there will definitely be greater trouble."

"Why on earth is this happening?" Helen seemed a little distant, her mind was filled with the fonts on the "Necronomicon". In her imagination, she opened the book and saw an elephant right here. , right in this room.

Do you have to open the book to see things that ordinary people can’t?

The moment this dangerous thought appeared, Helen kicked it out of her mind. She took a deep breath, returned to the dormitory with Harley, threw herself into the soft big bed, and then fell asleep in a slightly confused mind.

After she fell asleep, Harley squatted down, opened the drawer, and took out the black book that revealed weirdness and horror.

Her fingers reached between the heavy cover and the first page, and with a slight force of her knuckles, the book was opened.