The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1256 Lonely Shadows in Pairs ([-])

"I came to you because of a bizarre case recently..."

Batman's voice sounded by the window. He and Schiller stood in front of the window of the mental hospital room, one left and one right, but they were not completely face to face, but turned sideways to the window.

When the moonlight came in through the window, the shadows of the two people were stretched very long, spread parallel on the ground, and then spread to the walls and ceiling.

"Just yesterday, I got the news that there was a serial murder case in Gotham. The death of the deceased was very strange. What's more, the murderer left a death warning at the scene of the crime—'Bruce Wayne will die'."

Batman's eyes were fixed on Schiller, and he found that Schiller's expression didn't change when he heard the name, so he went on to say: "The Wayne Group is very important to Gotham, once the leader of the group and the accidental death of its owner would cause great chaos in the city."

"What do you think about this case?"

"You should have already dealt with the murderer, otherwise you wouldn't be talking to me here so calmly. You ruled out my suspicion the first time you saw me, and thought I could be a partner. Why?" Xi Le turned to look at Batman.

"I take back what I said before." Batman made everyone feel a little surprised when he opened his mouth, but he still said calmly: "The serial murders I mentioned are just a code name, referring to multiple murders in a short period of time. A case with a similar approach, in your opinion, should not be considered a serial murder case."

Batman could clearly see that the man on the opposite side raised his eyes in surprise, and rubbed the fabric of his suit with his fingers crossing his arms. There was no doubt that he was feeling happy.

"I know very well that even if the crimes were committed at similar times and with similar methods, they may not be called serial murders. They did all this not for the sake of death itself, but to frighten the living..." Batman said slowly.

"If they were kidnappers, they should have done what kidnappers do, grab a gun, storm into Wayne Building, point to Bruce Wayne's head and tell him he's going to die tomorrow, instead of stepping into a place they don't even know field, using many murders without meaning to insult other people's brains." Schiller commented on his words.

"Actually, they did." Batman tapped the window sill lightly with his fingertips, and said, "Yesterday they rushed into the Wayne Building, wounded Bruce Wayne, and nearly broke him to pieces mud."

Unsurprisingly, Batman heard the sound of the person on the opposite side breathing gently with his nose, so he added another fire:

"When I saw you yesterday, I knew that you were not the same kind of person as they were, or that you were completely opposite and were born enemies, but they didn't have any manners, so they broke into your domain rudely."

"Everyone who saw the corpse focused on the sentence they threatened Bruce Wayne. No one paid attention to the death of the corpse except me."

"And I went up to check, just because those wounds were grim and scribbled. I wanted to know how they ended the victim's life in such a short period of time."

"It's over." Harry in front of the screen covered his eyes and said, "Not a single word is superfluous. How much hatred is this?"

"Batman is probably going to die of joy." Jason stood up and lay on the back of a chair in the front row, and said, "I just met a group of rude killers and was thinking about how to distract them, so I picked up one on the way home." The orthodox serial murderer is also a perfectionist with obsessive-compulsive disorder, who just lacks a clean dress, if it were me, I would wake up laughing from my dreams."

"Schiller won't listen to him so easily, will he?" Hal, holding a bucket of popcorn in his hand, leaned over and said, "That's Schiller."

"You don't have to be so eager to draw boundaries from them, or to piss me off by emphasizing how they're different from me."

When Schiller's voice sounded, Hal pointed to the screen and said, "Look, look, I'll say it! Schiller saw Batman's purpose of using him, so how could he be so easily fooled?"

"However, I really like your taste in clothes. Where is the crime scene?" Schiller changed the subject.

Hal slapped his forehead with a slap.

"Heh, arrogance is so easy to be bought by small favors." A greedy voice appeared behind the seat, and he said: "Bruce Wayne is so rich, what is a custom suit? This can't provide Wayne Group with all-round The design of the private security service system will kill him hard?"

"But the Wayne Group doesn't need any security service system, right?" Hal turned his head with some doubts and said, "Even if it is needed, Batman will design it himself."

"It's not up to him whether he needs it or not." Greedy rolled his eyes and said, "He doesn't need it, so I won't let him need it?"

On the other side, Bruce, who was sitting sickly with him, slowly turned his head in the direction of Greed, silently remembering what Greed just said in his heart.

The main reason is the sentence "arrogance is so easy to be bought by small favors", which will surely become the best anti-fraud guide at some point in the future, he anti-fraud, arrogance guide.

On the Batmobile, Batman withdrew his hand holding the steering wheel and turned on the car's automatic driving system. He said as if chatting with an old friend: "You have the smell from Gotham, but there should be no one like you here. people."

"Shall I boast that your nose is sharper than a dog's?"

Batman stroked the gauntlet on his other hand, and he was keenly aware that the mood of the person sitting in the back seat of the car suddenly changed again. This didn't seem logical, so he said again: " Anyway, welcome to Gotham."

"The way you welcome me is to stand by and watch from a distance when I fall from a height of more than two meters?"

Batman understood instantly, so he said, "At that time, I thought you were a corpse."

"In this city, most of the humanoid objects that fell from high altitudes were corpses. What I watched and waited for was not an explosion. I was very surprised."

"He's so good at talking." Jason sighed, and Harley nodded in agreement, but Clark, who was sitting on the farthest side, looked confused. He spread his hands and said, "What are they talking about? What kind of riddle?" ? Am I the only one who can’t understand?”

Harry rolled his eyes, sighed, and said, "Okay, there's a big fool here! Jason, use your genius little brain to analyze what they're talking about, and then tell us, you Don't you like to show off the most?"

Jason pursed his lips and rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Why don't you talk?"

"I'll tell you what I'm going to say!" Harry also stood up, resting his elbows on the back of the front seat and leaning on his face, and said, "Obviously, the suit that Batman brought exceeds Schiller's." Expected, let him feel pleasantly surprised."

"And at this point, Batman said he was pleasantly surprised that Schiller didn't have a bomb on him, and he was just saying, 'That suit is really just a courtesy, you don't owe me anything'."

"If it wasn't for asking for people and intentionally pleasing, then Batman's subsequent behavior of drawing a line with those rude killers and pointing out that Schiller is different from them can also be understood as sincere."

"Obviously, Batman wants to further deepen their relationship, from material to spiritual, from a superficial aesthetic harmony to a worldview resonance."

There was one more person with a dazed face, and Barry, who was sitting on the other side, was almost dizzy like mosquito coils. He pointed to the screen and said, "Isn't Batman saying that in such a dangerous city, if I hadn't saved you?" , will you turn into a corpse? Isn’t this a naked threat? There are bombs or something, it sounds terrible, this must be a threat, right?!”

Clark nodded vigorously and said: "Shouldn't I explain at this time, saying that I was too far away, didn't have time to rush over, or didn't notice something falling from the sky? This is the fact, right? Why not explain it directly?"

"Batman is like this!" Barry stood up again, pointing to the screen and said, "I don't say anything well, and I never explain it to others..."

"Is there a possibility, he explained, but you didn't understand?" Constantine stood by the two children this time.

"This is also called an explanation? Isn't this a threat and a mockery?!"

Harry and Jason shook their heads in perfect sync, sighed, Harry folded his arms, shook his head and said, "I've heard a very interesting argument that there are two types of people in this world, one One is like a cat, one is like a dog, obviously we are cats and you are..."

"Come on!" Barry raised his hand to the sky and said, "I've always thought that cats are a kind of difficult animal to understand. They lose their temper suddenly and meow suddenly, and they hide from you like an enemy for a while, and they hide from you for a while. Rubbing by your side, how can it be as warm and cute as a dog?"

"Although Xiao Bu is quite cute, it is really difficult to understand." Clark also shook his head and said, "On the contrary, I think Xiao Krypton understands me very well, and I understand him very well."

"Look, that's the difference." Harry looked around and said, "On the contrary, I think that the enthusiasm of dogs is too much. They wag their tails and bark at everyone, and make people drool all over their bodies. It was downright rude at times."

Both parties in the debate uttered a "cut" at the same time, and neither of them accepted the other.

Barry rolled his eyes, and said while recalling: "If it's so divided, the people around Batman don't seem to be quite like him."

"It goes without saying that Clark and I are better. Diana is a little bit better, but the goodness is limited. However, the children of the Bat family, oh, that is, you in the future, they should be more like cats like Batman. Then Why don't they get along well?"

"Then why don't you ask why Schiller and Bruce don't get along well?" Jason pointedly pointed out: "The identity gap between father and son, teacher and student, which has its own age gap, is difficult to communicate."

"Is it our fault that co-authoring Batman is withdrawn?" Barry said a little aggrieved.

Even though he said so, when he looked at the screen, he still doubted himself, because the atmosphere in the Batmobile was getting more and more harmonious.

"I'm not a big fan of New World reds, especially cask wines, and I'm used to having a glass of fortified wine when I'm chatting..." Schiller said.

"Shirley or Potter?"

"Sherry."

"Coincidentally, I'm Shirley too."

"Unfortunately, I opened a bottle of Chenin Blanc before I came here, but I didn't finish it. Fortunately, the temperature is not high, so it should be able to be stored for a while. I hope it can wait for me for a few more days." Schiller shook his head, his expression It's all about regret.

"I prefer a lighter taste." Batman took his hands on the steering wheel again: "I have a good bottle of Muscade in my wine cellar."

"Is it as good as this suit?"

"of course."

"Who can translate for me, what are they talking about?" Barry had given up thinking: "Didn't they still talk about the murder before? Isn't it too early to start talking about the types of celebration wine at this time?"

"They're just doing basic understanding." Constantine shrugged and said, "Even I can understand this."

"Shut up, you Brit."

"Well, what it probably means is that Schiller revealed some information about his origin to Batman. He doesn't like red wine in the New World, implying that he is from the Old World, and the so-called Old World is Europe." Constantine continued explain.

"It became more obvious after that. The unfinished red wine can still be preserved, which means that the temperature in the place where he often stays is not high, which means that his trip to Mexico may be just a trip."

"The combination of these two points shows that he is a person living in a European and American cultural environment, not Latin American, which helps Batman understand the cultural taboos of the next conversation, and can also find some common topics that are not wrong, such as God. Or the Bible."

"Then what does Batman mean when he mentions what red wine he likes?" Barry asked after him.

Clark also said with some doubts: "When he said that he had some red wine in his cellar, I thought he would invite Schiller to have a drink. If he said that to me but didn't invite me, I would really feel that A bit disappointed."

"No, what he really meant was 'If you give me a gift in return, choose a light red wine, it would never be rude to give me this,' Schiller asked if it was as good as his suit, telling the bat Xia, he understood what he meant."

"God! Please spare me! I seem to be back in the time when I was doing essay questions in school!" Barry directly sat back on the chair, and Clark shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

"Are you surprised?" With a smile in his morbid voice, he stared at Bruce's profile and said, "You thought you would send your other selves a crazy opponent, but you didn't expect to send a co-op My confidant... We had a great time talking."

The corners of Bruce's mouth curled down, he turned his head back sickly, leaned his body towards Bruce, stared at him from bottom to top, and whispered in his ear:
"The face is really ugly."

　Hahahaha did not return to Marvel!
　　(intentionally careless)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)