"So, the priest saw my difference and recommended me to the godfather to hire me as a governess, in fact, he wanted me to solve Evans' problem?"

"Neither Kamaine nor I am sure if the Owl Court is still staring at Evans. But now it seems that our vigilance is correct, and they are still not giving up, and they still see Evans as a key player in the water plan. ”

Father Daniel sighed and said: "This generation of the Owl Court is far inferior to the previous generation, they are in a hurry, leaving too many flaws, I have lived in that church for decades and know every brick and tile there very well. ”

"The ice in Gotham wasn't enough to crack the church floor that much, and they were trying to control Alberto and let him test whether the wine was really ripe."

"It seems that the time I gave the owl with Batman didn't make them honest."

"That trick actually works." Father Daniel paused and said, "I think it's the most effective one in decades." ”

"But it's still not enough, remember when I told you that neither Falcone nor I knew the answer? That's not our perfunctory words. ”

"The Owl Court may be an important pawn in this, but not all, not even the king and queen."

"Falcone and I have never been able to get a glimpse of the dark truth behind this for the rest of our lives."

Falcone shook his head as well, the flame of the cigar in his hand gradually extinguished, and the old theater looked even darker, and he said: "I said I didn't find them, I didn't wait for the opportunity, it's true, there must be something else behind the owl court." ”

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"If the real mastermind is always there, it doesn't matter how many owls we kill."

"I see in you and Batman the possibility of finding the real culprit." Falcone turned his head to look at Schiller, his eyes dark in the shadows of his sockets, and he said, "That's why I want to set up a secret council, but the fundamental purpose of the secret council is not to deal with the Owl Tribunal, but to deal with the darkness behind him or an organization like him." ”

Schiller leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, and he said with some emotion: "I know that everyone who has lived in Gotham for decades can't have all the guesses about it, but I didn't expect you to be so insistent." ”

"We don't care where you're from or what secrets you have." Father Daniel turned his head to look like Schiller, his eyes were not as sharp as Falcone's, but always with a calm and kindness, and he said, "If you, or anyone else, can one day find the truth, don't forget—"

"There are many people who have worked hard for the city, and the vast majority of them have not succeeded, and people who are not part of Gotham will eventually leave here."

"A lawyer friend of mine once told me that in this world, you don't have to go to the end to win."

"Alright, the story of the two of us is finished, now, it's your turn." Father Daniel looked at the stage with a smile and said, "Is there any special meaning to our play called Easter, and you have called your play "Return of the Clown?" Can you tell us about it? ”

"The thing under the Gotham Cathedral is not called the Wine Pool, the thing inside is called the Dionysian factor, and it can indeed make people immortal."

Schiller's astonishment, Falcone and Daniel both looked at him, Schiller paused, and then said, "But that's not the antidote, it's the poison, the most poisonous poison in the world." ”

"He can create the craziest madman in the world, and I'd rather call him - the blood of a madman."

"Listen to your tone, it seems to know it well."

"Gotham isn't the only place in the world that has this kind of thing."

"I've almost forgotten your resume, you've seen this kind of thing anywhere else? I told you before that you were completely sure that Evans was safe, and I hope you weren't lying to me. ”

"Of course not, Godfather, don't worry, it all has to start with Evans coming to me before."

"When he came to me for help, he seemed very distressed about his relationship with his father, and I thought that at that time, Alberto was about to come back to life, so I gave him a suggestion to hide in a mental hospital by some means."

"Although I told him that it was to make him show a back down attitude and ease the relationship between father and son, it was actually because I wanted to observe him for a long time, and I needed some more conclusive evidence."

"You sensed something was wrong at that time?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "I have some hunch, but there is no evidence, there was nothing unusual about Evans at that time, but my intuition tells me that something is wrong." ”

"So, I brought him to the Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, where I worked, and shared a room with a clever fellow."

"After those heavy rains, his performance should be obvious, right?"

"Yes......" Schiller's voice gradually faded into memory, and the three of them looked at the stage.

In the dark room, the moonlight from the window shone on the floor, and the metal of the armrests of the hospital bed glowed faintly, and Schiller stood in front of Evans's hospital bed and stared at him, as if feeling his emotions.

Falcone asked Schiller: "And what did you do after you were sure of this?" ”

"Actually. I didn't do anything, because I knew he was going to show his flaws, and sure enough. ”

The old curtain of the theater stage closed and opened again, and a puff of dust rose and the scene on the stage became Shelton's office.

Schiller was crouching in front of Shelton's desk, and he pried the drawer on the last level of Shelton's desk, which was full of tapes.

"What's that?" Father Daniel asked with some curiosity.

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"It was he who tapped on the phone recordings I left, and the other person is dead, so these recordings are useless, so it's better for me to take them back."

Sitting on the chair closest to the stage, the light in Shelton's office was reflected on Schiller's glasses again, and then he stood up from Shelton's desk, took a tape recorder from the cabinet, and found a blank cassette tape to record his own voice.

"Their Nine Plantation is the same as old Wilkin, which is the route through the East End Three Main Streets, and their volume is so large that the delivery is set up underneath a nightclub, and I can say hello to him if you need it......"

"Are you worried about this? No, as far as I know, the underground chemical plant in the West End is also a Falcone ......."

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Schiller then crouched down again and placed the tape on the side of the upper drawer.

Hearing his name, Falcone smiled and said, "Don't tell me, you're trying to scare those cops away with this trick?" ”

"On the contrary, the police may be deterred by the godfather's name, but there is one person who will not, and I will go to great lengths to give him clues."

Then, Schiller stared at the scene on the stage and said: "I waited a long time for Alberto to finally show his flaws, maybe he was not satisfied with Shelton's indecision, or he felt that he had a chance to win and wanted to kill him. ”

"Alberto must have made an excuse to talk to Shelton alone, and then pushed him downstairs in the middle of the conversation."

"But he still hasn't done enough, if I hadn't finished him, let alone Batman, the police would have found out something."

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"Actually, there was one thing he did well, he asked Sheldon to call Victor in advance to call him over, and then got stuck at just the right time, making Victor an eyewitness, and making him suspicious, which was used to confuse the police."

"At that time, I didn't know that Victor would come, and I knew that Victor had called me over again, so I didn't go back to the psychiatric hospital, just waited next to the administration building."

"The psychiatric hospital is so far from Gotham University, how did you get to run back and forth in a matter of minutes?"

"It doesn't matter."

Seeing that Le didn't want to answer, Falcone didn't ask again.

"After that, in the summons of the police, I had to propose another possibility, to confuse the police, so that they would not come to cause trouble, after all, the next step should be the stage of Batman."

"When a patient goes crazy, do you guess that it's the effect of fine wine?"

"Nope." Schiller denied this, saying: "I didn't jump to conclusions until I came into contact with the substance myself. ”

"But Alberto gave me an Easter egg and made sure it was the same as the one in the patient's blood, and I knew what it was."

"So what did you do?"

Schiller shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, "I gave him an Easter gift." ”

The moonlight from the theater windows casts on the old curtain, and as the curtain slowly closes and opens again, the stage gradually enlarges, and a rich aroma of wine overflows from Gotham Cathedral.

Batman looked left and right, and he heard a frantic howl coming from the dark alley nearby, like an ode to the ceremony of the new life.

After that crazy laugh, Batman saw a figure crawling out of the green pool with a crazy smile, like a demon who had just been born from hell.

Batman's muscles tensed, he knew that the explosion just now was strong enough to kill Alberto, and now, he crawled out of the pool, which means that there must be something wrong with the green pool water, and maybe a monster was born in it.

Alberto crawled out, his blonde hair wet against his forehead, his face pale and grinning, his green eyes completely encroached upon by madness.

Batman pulls out the batrang again, he loads his pistol, and is clearly ready for a fierce fight, but things turn out more than he expected.

After the rich aroma of wine spread, countless crazy laughter rang out in the streets and alleys around the church, and then one after another crazy figures surrounded here.

Batman looked left and right, there were at least a hundred of them, and each one of them approached him like Alberto, with a crazy smile on his face, like a walking corpse.

"I said it." Alberto's voice became hoarse, as if he was sawing wood with a razor blade: "I am resurrected and will live forever......"

As Batman stared at him in silence, another familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Do you have any special feelings? Batman? ”

Batman looked back, and as he expected, standing behind him was Schiller Rodriguez, his psychology professor who insisted on calling himself an ordinary person.

Batman took a deep breath and said, "Don't tell me it's your ...... again"

"You'll have to answer my question first, what do you think of him?"

Batman turned around, he looked at Alberto, and said, "What's how?" ”

"Hmm...... Do you remember his laughter? ”

"No, what does that mean?"

"Looks like he's not the person you're looking for." Schiller said regretfully.

"What?" Batman turned to look at Schiller, who walked up to him, and said, "If you don't feel anything else about him, then he's not the opponent you're destined for." ”

"Batman." Schiller's tone began to be low: "If one day, crazy laughter rings in your heart, it means that you have found the right person." ”

"And this ......," said Schiller, looking at Alberto:

"He broke my Easter present, and now, beat him."