The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 583 Dead Memories Suddenly Attacked Me

The night rain in Gotham always carries the chill that permeates the bone marrow. Between the wind and the wind, the colorful neon lights are like the eye waves of the city.

A man in a windbreaker hurriedly crossed the sidewalk, and the whistle sounded one after another, but the man quickly disappeared on the other side of the street.

Traffic lights change, car tires run through puddles, and the splashed mist falls on the edge of the stone slabs of the street, warmed by the lights of the convenience store.

The leather shoes stepped on the puddles on the steps, leaving only a small gap for the light reflected on the water. The man in the windbreaker walked quickly up the stairs of the Gotham Grand Theater. After entering the interior, there was no receptionist. The lights were dark.

But he still turned left with ease, entered the ticketing channel, and then came all the way to the auditorium, where there were already several figures waiting.

Victor, who came in a hurry, took off the hat on his head, shook the rain on it, went to sit next to Schiller, and said to him: "Sorry, it's a bit late, I have to clean up my laboratory... "

"It's okay, the movie hasn't started yet." Schiller took the umbrella in his hand to the other side, and Victor knew that he had just arrived not long after seeing the water droplets hanging on the umbrella.

The two people sitting in the front row of Schiller are Evans and Cobbot, and they are whispering, it seems that Cobbot is telling Evans about Bruce and Lex being caught fighting before, and Evans frowned She wrinkled her lips tightly.

Sitting obliquely in front of Evans and Copperpot was Jack the Clown, but he had already fallen asleep soundly, and at this moment his nose bubbled.

And on the seat in the corner far away from these people, sat a strange man. Victor couldn't see his face clearly, but he always felt that he was familiar.

Suddenly, the black figure moved, and for a brief moment that Victor couldn't see clearly, he flickered to another row of seats, and suddenly disappeared again.

Victor wasn't even sure if he actually saw him, but Schiller answered his doubts, saying: "Today's movie has a lot of actors, maybe it will be good, I can't see all the pictures, so, I Hired a projectionist."

Victor looked at Schiller, and he saw that Schiller turned his head to look at the seat next to him, and there was no one there, but Schiller seemed to see something, and he said, "Murphys, can you help us play the movie?" ?"

In Schiller's vision, the pale man in a black robe sitting next to him turned his head slightly and glanced at Schiller with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, as if he didn't agree with Schiller calling him a film projectionist.

"I promise, this will be the last movie you watch before bed, after we watch it, you can sleep well, and my friends and I will personally say good night to you." Schiller He smiled and said.

Murphys turned his head back and looked at the stage of the theater. Suddenly, all the wooden stage and curtains there disappeared, turning into an endless river of stars. The whole theater seemed to have been opened with a big hole, from the first row of seats to The place in front of it has become a black hole.

The stars continued to circulate, forming a vortex of shining light in the deep space, and the lights on the ceiling of the theater went out one by one.

Such deep darkness didn't last long. Suddenly, the ground in front of the seat began to extend forward, but the original old tiles became wooden floors.

Then, a room was built up bit by bit, seamlessly connecting with the auditorium of the entire theater, and even the interlaced part of the wooden floor and tiles can be seen.

At this moment, the auditorium in the theater was dark, and so was the room. Suddenly, with a "pop", the light bulb at the top of the room lit up.

At the same time, the light also shone into the auditorium, and the seats in the first few rows were illuminated. However, the positions of the few people watching the movie were still very dim, but this aggravated the sense of immersion.

When the lights in the room shone on their faces, several of them squinted their eyes, just like the audience who watched from the front row at the beginning of the movie.

After the light bulb was turned on, the scene in the room was unobstructed. It was not a spacious room with a desk in the middle. What was very conspicuous was that there was a huge poster hanging on the side wall, which looked like It is hand-painted, with a few words written on it: "Welcome new students to register".

"Da, da, da." Footsteps came from outside the room, and a figure walked into the room and stood in front of the desk.

The man behind the desk looked up. He was wearing a doctor's uniform and glasses, but the difference was that he had a bald head and a beard. Victor was very familiar with his face. It was Hugo Ster ranch.

Victor narrowed his eyes in confusion. He didn't understand why there was such an opening, but Schiller showed a smile of interest.

Hugo looked up and saw Bruce's face, he also showed a gentle smile, and said: "Bruce Wayne, welcome to report, please sit down and fill in your personal information."

"Thank you." Bruce in the room sat down graciously, and then began to fill in the information on that form, but just after filling in two lines, he stopped and said, "Why are there so many things to write? I don't want to fill in any more .”

As he said that, he threw the pen on the table. Hugo's face froze for a moment, but soon he smiled again and said, "Well, if you don't want to follow the procedure, your dormitory location is Boys' Apartment 2 Building 201, take the key and start your college life."

Bruce didn't say anything, he grabbed the key and turned away. After he left, Hugo, who was sitting behind the desk, showed a relaxed smile, and said, "I thought that Schiller and Batman met." What a thrilling story, isn't this just a chance encounter in school?"

"It seems that Schiller was an ordinary report teacher at the time. Under such circumstances, how could Batman be on guard against him?"

"What's going on here?" Victor, who was sitting in the audience, turned his head to look at Schiller. At the same time, Copperpot and Evans in the front row also pricked up their ears, wanting to hear Schiller explanation of.

"If you just let Hugo rush into Batman's dream, and then let the two of them fight, wouldn't it become a fist fight again? What's the point?"

"So, what did you do?" Victor asked.

Schiller lowered his eyes, and when the lights in the room shone on his face, they couldn't light up the shadows under his eyebrows. Those eyes, which were always in the shadows, were shrouded in mist all year round. Indistinct gray.

"What Hugo entered was not Batman's superconsciousness, but the subconscious that stores his memories. Of course, I have no way to go beyond Batman's superconsciousness and send Hugo into his subconscious, but I can Borrow."

"I entered the dreamland below my consciousness from my subconscious, came under Batman's dream, and then went up from the dreamland, so that I can directly reach Batman's subconscious from the bottom."

"Thanks to our film projectionist." Schiller turned his head, looked at Murphys, and said, "Thanks to him for letting me borrow the way. Of course, this is by no means a smuggling. I have notified Batman in advance that there will be a There's an exam."

"Of course, I also want to thank a friend, that is Mr. Jack who is sleeping soundly now." Schiller looked at Jack sitting in the front row again, and he said, "In order not to let the conscious Batman find out that someone is watching him Messing around with his memories, comedian Jack is working tirelessly to perform for Batman in conscious dreams."

"But maybe he's enjoying it too, just look at his face."

Victor followed Schiller's words and looked at Jack in the front row. Because their positions were not directly in front of and behind him, he could see from the side that Jack, who was sleeping soundly, was showing a sweet smile and seemed to be having fun.

"In addition, this friend named Hugo Strange, he once told me personally that he also wanted to play a role like me, so I gave him this opportunity."

"In my subconscious, I found all Batman's memories about me. It was this memory that Hugo invaded. In this memory, he replaced my existence and became Batman's teacher."

Victor shook his head, he didn't continue talking, he didn't know who he was mourning for, but Schiller went on to explain: "Bruce in his memory doesn't know that this is an exam, so he will only follow his original personality. I acted logically, I did not control or influence him, so what Hugo met was the purest Batman without any external interference."

"Then, he might be in trouble." Victor concluded, but Schiller glanced at Victor and said, "You seem to have some special knowledge about Batman..."

"He is quite a complicated person. With all due respect, the two of you are very similar. From what I know about you, I can guess what kind of person he is."

Schiller smiled, did not speak, turned his head back, and continued to look at the scene on the stage.

At this time, the scene of the room was gradually drawn away, everything was once again swallowed by the dark deep space, and the starlight gathered again to form a vortex. This time, the cold and damp stone slabs fell one by one, and the wall bricks were erected. In the distance looming.

There was the sound of rain in the originally quiet room, and there was a drizzle of rain on and off the stage. Everyone present could feel the rushing damp and the unique smell of chemicals hidden in the rain in Gotham.

Coppert sniffled. He was all too familiar with this smell, but as a native of Gotham, he had run around in this rainy night countless times. It was wet, cold, and pungent, but there was nowhere to escape.

In the alley, Hugo, who had just entered this memory scene, seemed a little confused, not understanding why he came to Gotham on a rainy night like this.

Soon, two sharp "swish" sounds came through the air, and Hugo didn't react at all. He didn't have a spider sensor, and he didn't have an umbrella. Therefore, when the two bat marks came, he was helpless.

The dark and sharp dart stopped 30 centimeters away from him, and Batman in a bat suit appeared at the entrance of the alley.

"Batman?" Hugo narrowed his eyes, but the Batman on the opposite side was stunned for a moment. He remembered that his name should not have been spread yet. This university teacher who suddenly appeared in the rainy night of Gotham, How do you know?
"Put the darts away, Batman, we should talk." Hugo frowned, but Batman was unmoved. He said, "You shouldn't be here, Professor Strange."

"Were you connected to the recent disappearance in the Mawson neighborhood?" Batman asked.

"No." Hugo immediately denied it, but the bat dart hovering in the air approached again and again. Hugo hesitated for a moment, then took a step back slightly. After all, the cold light reflected by the sharp edge of the dart is not fake. Get any closer and his neck will be slashed open.

"Batman, no, it's Bruce, Bruce Wayne... I know your real identity, you are a student at Gotham University, so I should ask you this question, why are you here?"

Hugo wants to regain some initiative, so he points out the identity of Batman, because Batman is a student and he is a teacher, he believes that in this case, he can use this to create some psychological pressure.

But Batman was unmoved, and the bat dart hovering in the air continued to approach until it forced Hugo to lean against the wall of the alley, and the two bat marks got closer and closer until they touched Hugo's body. Adam's apple.

"Do you want to kill your teacher?!" Hugo's Adam's apple was quivering up and down, and he asked, "Are you crazy? Batman!"

"Tell me, are you related to the missing persons case in the Mawson block?" Batman walked up to Hugo step by step, so close that Hugo could already see the raindrops falling on his cloak, leaving tiny water beads.

He felt a terrifying atmosphere spreading, and suddenly, with a sound of "sizzling", one of the darts spun and cut Hugo's skin, and blood spattered out. Hugo clutched his neck instinctively, and hid aside, But what greeted him was Batman's fist.

First a punch on the side of the cheek, followed by another knee bump, Hugo was knocked to the ground helplessly, and fell into the cold puddles of Gotham. He heard Batman ask coldly: " Tell me if you have anything to do with the missing persons case in the Mawson neighborhood."

"If you don't want to speak, I will find a way to make you speak."

"Are you crazy?! Bruce!!! You want to kill your college teacher?!...No, it shouldn't be like this, isn't Schiller...impossible..."

Batman just repeated that sentence without emotion, and Hugo didn't answer, so he continued to beat Hugo violently.

Hugo was dizzy from the beating, the nosebleed first flowed into his mouth, and then dripped into the puddle, dyed a piece of red, he lay curled up on the ground, he heard Batman say:

"Hugo Strange, I have investigated all your information. A year ago, you were deported due to illegal experiments, and then you were wanted again, but you used disgraceful means to get rid of the crime. After that, you were stationed in another A laboratory, half a year ago, was expelled again due to another illegal experiment."

"During the experiment, you showed a tendency to violence and abuse, and you are especially interested in illegal human experiments. Among the subjects of your last experimental project, 11 samples were related to the population of the missing persons in Mawson Street. similar in type..."

"Wait a minute!" Victor in the auditorium asked suddenly: "If this is Bruce's memory fragment, how did he know these materials? He shouldn't know Hugo at this time, right?"

"I added it in his memory, but what I told him were all facts. Hugo was expelled due to illegal human experiments. This matter is well known in the industry, and Batman in this period is also capable of finding out. "

"I don't think it's unfair..." Schiller moseyed his fingers and said, "After all, my previous experience..."

Schiller shook his head and didn't continue to speak. After Victor thought of this, he looked at Schiller curiously and asked, "Then how did you avoid falling into this situation?"

Schiller shook his head again, not intending to answer the question, but seeing Victor's curious eyes, Schiller only said: "I'm just an ordinary person."

Schiller continued to look at the stage, and Hugo, who fell there, was already unconscious. As the sound of the night rain became louder, the scene collapsed and turned again, returning to the endless deep space.

The starlight flowed, and when it reappeared, the scene was a little familiar. It was still the alley, but this time, the rain had just stopped, and the cold wind passed through the street, making whimpering and howling sounds.

"boom!!!"

Evans was startled by the amplified sound. He hid in his seat, but it was like watching a horror movie. He was frightened while staring at the stage intently, wanting to see what it was coming from. sound.

At the base of the wall of a tall building, a hand protruded from an inconspicuous trash can. The lines on the glove were familiar to Coppert. Sure enough, it was Batman who crawled out of the trash can.

He kept coughing and rubbing his eyes. When Cobblepot saw some white powder on his mask, he froze for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "The tricks that those low-level gangsters like to use most, can't beat it." Just throw lime in other people's eyes..."

Evans gasped and said, "It must be very uncomfortable. If my eyelashes get in my eyes, it will be uncomfortable for a long time."

Batman covered his eyes with one hand and supported his waist with the other. He limped a little and walked out of the alley.

On the way, he saw a beggar, so he walked over to talk to the beggar, and Hugo, who appeared on the balcony on the second floor, was still immersed in the anger and fear of being beaten by Batman before.

He kept saying: "No... Could it be that Schiller also... Yes, facing such a person, how could he not suffer? It's not that easy to control Batman. It seems that I It's too aggressive..."

"I shouldn't have clashed with him so quickly, it seems that I still need to observe before doing anything..."

So, he stood on the side of the balcony on the second floor, observing the conversation between Batman and the beggar. He heard Batman say to the beggar that you are safe, but that was not the focus of Hugo's attention at all. Now just trying to figure out what exactly Batman's weakness is.

Batman said a few words to the beggar, left a sum of money, and then left. After he left, Hugo walked up to the beggar. He just wanted to know what was so special about this beggar, and Can you find Batman's flaws from the dialogue between Batman and the beggar.

But just when he jumped down from the second floor and came to the beggar, the sound of "whoosh" broke through the air again, and two bat darts struck again, and Batman, who had already left, turned back.

What appeared in Hugo's field of vision was Batman's sandbag-sized fist.

(End of this chapter)