Chapter 298: Three Detectives (Part 2)

In the car, Gordon's face was pale. Five deaths occurred in a few days. Not only important people died, but the death methods were all fancy. Gordon was also a little stressed.

Gordon is different from Batman. He is really just an ordinary person. Over the past few days, he has worked hard, stayed up late, and been busy. He has become very tired. When he was in the car, his voice was already hoarse and he could hardly speak The words came out.

Raindrops slapped on the car window. Schiller, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back at Gordon's pale face and said, "Sheriff, why don't you go back and take a rest first."

Gordon showed a somewhat forced smile and said: "I used these words to persuade Batman a few days ago. I didn't expect that it would be my turn today, but I had the same answer as him. I think I'm okay, at least hold on. There will be no problem until dawn today..."

Schiller seemed to want to say something else, but Batman said: "We're here."

He seemed a little anxious, because this boarding school was the one Dick attended. Dick had just started school for two days, and today should be his first official day of class. As a result, something like this happened. Batman was a little worried. After all, it was He asked Dick to come to school here.

Batman walked into the gate of the boarding school first, but the person who came to him grabbed the hand of Gordon, who was wearing a police uniform. He said, "It's Detective Gordon. I called the police. Hurry up." Go to the seventh floor, Mrs. Sanchez, she...she..."

It was an old man with a stooped figure, wearing a black robe common in boarding schools. Gordon comforted him, and then asked: "Are you a teacher in this school? What is going on? Can you tell us about it?" ”

The old man led them into the school and said as he walked: "I'm not a teacher. I'm just a key keeper. I'm responsible for locking the doors of important rooms after the students have gone to bed."

"Just now, when I was about to go to the seventh floor to check whether the room door was locked, I saw... I don't know, but God..."

"Have you seen anyone suspicious?" Gordon asked routinely. The old man shook his head and said, "This school is very strictly managed. Most people are not allowed to come in. The teachers will go back to their classrooms after class." Room, no students are allowed to wander out at night..."

"Boarding schools are like this, and the children here are very obedient and have never caused any trouble."

Batman wanted to ask about Dick, but he didn't want to expose the relationship between Dick and Batman. Schiller took a look at his expression and asked the old man: "Do you have a kid named Dick here?"

"Dick? We have at least five or six Dicks here. Which one are you looking for?"

"Dick Grayson, do you know where he is now?"

The old man shook his head and said, "There are too many kids named Dick here. I'm old and can't remember who they are."

Schiller did not ask any more questions, but said, "Tell us where Mrs. Sanchez's room is, and we can go up ourselves."

The old man shook his head slowly and said: "The stairs here are not easy to walk. I will take you to the seventh floor, and then you can go in by yourself."

As he said that, the old man took them further up, two more floors, to the seventh floor of the boarding school. The old man turned around and left. As soon as they reached the seventh floor, Gordon shuddered and said: " Why do I feel a little cold here?"

Schiller also felt an unusual cold breath spreading in the corridor. He said to Gordon: "Detective, you are not in good condition. Stay here while Batman and I go in."

Gordon didn't try to be brave, because he really felt uncomfortable. He took a few steps back, opened the window in the stairwell, and then leaned against the wall. Feeling better, he waved to the two of them and signaled them Go quickly, Schiller and Batman walked deeper into the corridor.

As soon as he walked into the darkness, Schiller's eyes stopped on a black mark in the corner. He squatted down and observed carefully and said, "It seems that the things here should also be related to supernatural forces."

"If it is really the so-called devil, is there any way we can deal with it?"

"According to the theory of occultism, there are many things that can deal with demons, such as crosses, holy water, Madonna statues, etc., but I don't think we will encounter real demons here."

With that said, they had arrived at the door of the second room. Schiller opened the door without hesitation and walked in. The scene inside was not bloody, but it was very strange.

There was a mummy standing in the center of the room, his whole body charred and shriveled, and standing straight on the spot. There was a magic circle-like pattern around it. After Batman walked over, he said: "This pattern is different from the previous one, and the painting method is also different." the difference."

"But they all seem to use the same element, which is the hexagram representing the devil, and these small patterns are also somewhat similar..."

Schiller walked around the mummy and walked to the table behind him. The table was very messy, with everything on it. On the first row of shelves was a pile of bottles and cans, and below was a pile of waste paper. In a box on the left There were scattered herbs, and some incomprehensible words were engraved on the table mat.

"It seems that in addition to her profession as principal, Mrs. Sanchez also works part-time as a witch."

Schiller bent down to look at the things on the table. There was a drawer under the table, and a copper lock was hung with a strange rune engraved on it. Schiller did not use physical methods to pick the lock. He looked up at the Mummy.

This mummy seemed to be instantly roasted into charcoal by the high temperature, and the grease seeping out of the body allowed the feet to be fixed on the ground, so it did not fall down.

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Some traces of clothes can be vaguely seen on the mummy, but they have become charred like the torso, sticking to his skin. There seems to be a keychain on the waist of the mummy.

Schiller did not take it, but squatted down and put his hand on the side of the cabinet. A wisp of gray mist spread from between his arms and drilled into the drawer. Just when Schiller just felt what was in the drawer, Gordon's scream suddenly came from outside the corridor.

Batman rushed out of the door, and he saw Gordon holding his neck and retreating painfully, flipping out of the window directly, and then falling from the seventh floor.

Just as Batman rushed to the window, a cloud of gray mist was faster than him. The moment before Gordon landed, the gray mist caught him and put him on the ground. Batman jumped down from the seventh floor with a grappling hook. He walked to Gordon's side and saw two purple handprints on his neck.

Gordon was panting heavily. After he came to his senses, he looked at Batman and said, "Indeed...it is indeed what you said..."

"What did you see?"

"A ghost, a ghost rushed towards me, he grabbed my neck..."

"It seems that this school is indeed a bit weird. Let's go find Dick first."

Gordon tried to stand up. He said, "Where is the key manager who led the way before? Why didn't I see him? I think we should ask him..."

"Don't count on him."

This time, Schiller walked in front, and Batman supported Gordon from behind. He walked while looking at the display on his wrist and said, "Go around this building, then turn right, Dick should be underground..."

Schiller was not surprised by this, but Gordon looked at Batman and said, "You installed a locator on your adopted son?"

"So I can now Find him in time. "

Several people walked towards the target point. At this moment, the communicator on Batman's wrist suddenly rang, and Jason's voice sounded in it. He screamed, "Batman! Come! There is danger, God, she is... she is..."

The communication was hung up instantly. Batman operated the device on his wrist, frowned and said, "... How can they be together?"

Gordon also heard the child's cry for help and screams from the communicator. Schiller raised the umbrella, looked back at Batman and said, "Coordinates."

"1:21 direction, 351 meters underground..."

This straight line distance is not far, but in fact it has to bypass an entire building. As soon as Batman finished speaking, Schiller's figure turned into a ball of gray mist and passed through the wall at a high speed. When the two people on the ground were still running, Schiller had already arrived at the ground of the target location.

Schiller flashed to the ground, and at the moment his figure appeared, he felt a black shadow falling down at a high speed above his head.

Schiller didn't think twice, grabbed the umbrella with both hands and raised it up. With a "bang", a figure flew backwards and hit the wall. Everyone on the scene was stunned.

Looking down from the ceiling of the room, Schiller, who had just landed, was standing in the middle of the room, maintaining the posture of hitting people with the umbrella. Near the left wall of the room, a blond man holding a black book in his hand was stunned by Schiller's actions, and behind Schiller, several children lying on the ground also opened their mouths wide. In front of Schiller, a monster with four arms, horns on his head, and black patterns all over his body was knocked out.

After the monster was slapped directly against the wall, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became silent. The blond man turned his head to look at the children and said, "Is he the rescuer you mentioned?"

Jason, who was lying on the ground, swallowed his saliva, but the little rascal behind him shouted, "Professor Schiller!"

The blond man was stunned again. He looked at Schiller and said, "You are still a professor? What subject do you teach? Fighting?"

"Compared to this..." Schiller took back the umbrella, then leaned on the ground, turned his head to look at the blond man. He was tall, wearing a light brown long suit, a black tie, and a scruffy beard. Although handsome, he was very decadent.

"I've heard a lot about you, Constantine."

The man was stunned again, and he said, "Do you know me?"

"Of course, your band's song 'I Kissed One Kiss with the God of Dreams' is pretty good. One of my old classmates, the drummer of the Sex Pistols, gave me a photo of the Roxy Club, and you were in it."

The blond man opened his mouth first, then pursed his lips. He didn't expect that the answer he got was from this angle. Schiller's compliment just tickled his itch. He shook his head, put his hands in his windbreaker pockets and said, "Oh, really? In fact, my favorite song on that album is It's the song 'Kowtowing to Death', which is closer to the style of punk, right? "

"But I prefer psychedelic rock and romanticism. I have to say that your recitation at the end of the song "Ole Opéra" is very good, with a feeling of traveling through dreams. I know that this part of the design must be criticized, but I like it very much..."

"I said that someone must understand me!" Constantine spread his hands and said, "Those old-fashioned music judges don't understand what psychedelic rock is at all. They don't even understand punk. Just because I slept with the bassist in the band, they said that my album is useless. This is simply..."

"Please!" Jason screamed, pointing his finger at the monster opposite him and said, "Is it time to talk about music now? ! ! There is a demon standing opposite you! ! ! A living demon!!!!"

Just as he screamed heartbreakingly, the demon also came to his senses, slowly stood up, and then arched his body, ready to pounce on the enemy again.

At this moment, with a "bang", the door was opened, and the monster standing in front of the door was knocked out again.

Looking at the flying monster, Schiller straightened his tie, then picked up the umbrella, and posed like a baseball batter. With a "bang", the monster was knocked back to the wall again, and embedded in the wall.

Batman, who had just opened the door, was a little confused by the scene in the house, but the blond Constantine whistled and said, "Nice home run!"