Victor and Schiller were taken aback when they entered the old Copote mansion, as if it had just been bombed.

Victor looked down at the puddle of blood in the hall and shouted, "Oswald!!" Are you there? Oswald Copote! …… Copote! ”

Schiller put his arm on the shoulder, pointed to the bloodstain and said, "In the bathroom." ”

Victor strode across the hall and into the bathroom, where he saw a pale-faced Copote lying in the corner, covered in blood.

He walked in quickly, shaking Copote, and Victor looked down. Copote, with a deep scar on his left shoulder and forearm, and other wounds all over his body, clutched a cell phone in his right hand, apparently the one he had just called Victor.

"What the hell is going on? What about your mother? What about Mrs. Copote Sr.? ”

Hearing the word mother, Copote's head moved, and a voice like a disc came out of his throat: "Second floor...... 2nd floor bedroom ......"

"You're watching him here, I'll go up and see."

With that, Schiller walked from the door of the bathroom to the second floor, through a somewhat narrow hallway, and then up the creaking staircase, which smelled of blood even stronger.

Schiller came to the bedroom on the second floor, and the thin old Mrs. Copott was lying on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, with one hand on the sheet, a large amount of blood had stained most of the sheet, and Schiller walked over to find that she must have cut her wrist about an hour ago.

By this time, however, the wound was no longer bleeding, and Schiller leaned closer to Mrs. Copote's arm to look at it, the wound on it was deep, but it was not in the right place, and the blood had clotted, and he pressed Mrs. Copote's chest again, and found that her heartbeat and wheezing were quite strong.

Obviously, Copote's mother wanted to kill herself by slitting her wrists, and her attitude was resolute, but it didn't work out due to a lack of some common sense, Schiller took out a tube of injections, pushed Mrs. Copote, and seeing that the healing effect began to work, Schiller got up again and walked downstairs.

Victor also had the healing injection that Schiller had given him, and when Schiller walked into the bathroom, Victor had just put the needle away, and soon, Colbert regained consciousness.

Victor crouched beside him, sighed, and said, "What the hell is going on?" Why didn't you call me earlier? ”

Copote's eyes were a little blank looking at the ceiling, and Schiller stood aside, the shadow cast by the light falling on Copote's body, and he turned his eyes to Schiller, who said to him, "Your mother is fine." ”

Cobot closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side, his face showing a desperate and tired expression that should not be seen on a child of this age, Victor sighed, he didn't care about the blood on Copote's body, helped him up from the ground, and then helped him to the couch in the living room.

Although Victor was only a scholar, apparently, Cobot was even thinner, and Victor didn't have much trouble to set him up on the couch, and Victor looked at Copote's embarrassed state, stood next to the couch and said to Schiller: "You look at him, I'll go find him a coat." ”

Schiller sat down on the other side of the couch and straightened his sleeves, and Colbert's expression had been a little sluggish, not even the usual gloom.

When Victor came down with his coat and put it on Copote, Schiller took out his mobile phone and called Gordon, and soon, Gordon walked in in his uniform, he still had damp moisture and cold wind on his body, and when he saw the situation in the old mansion, he covered his forehead and said, "Professor Schiller, what are you going to do?" What did you do again??? ”

Ten minutes later, several men put Copote and Mrs. Copote in the car and took them to the hospital.

Thanks to Schiller for the lizard serum injection he got from Dr. Connors, by the time she was brought to the hospital, Mrs. Copote was not in danger of life, but had lost a bit of blood and needed to be hospitalized for observation. The younger Copote's wound was almost healed and did not require treatment.

So, they returned to the old house of Copote, after this toss, several people were covered with rain, at this time, it was already more than 3 o'clock in the morning, the night sky of Gotham was so dark that you could not reach your fingers, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

"It's a little cold, let's have a hot cup of tea."

Two minutes later, Victor was standing in the messy kitchen, finally digging the kettle out of a cupboard, facing the stove already full of clutter, he was a little at a loss.

Suddenly, he heard some movement behind him, and Victor turned his head to see Copote stepping past the pile of miscellaneous items at the kitchen door, and walked in and said, "I'll boil water." ”

Copote lowered his head, Victor couldn't see his expression, he handed the kettle in his hand to Copote and said, "Go ahead." ”

Schiller did not sit on the sofa anymore, but squatted on the ground with great interest, looked at the overturned debris, he gently wiped the dust on the ground with his fingers, and said, "It seems that these things have been turned out at different times." ”

"These blood stains ......" Schiller took a look, there were about four or five blood stains in the hall, but they were all small, more like accidental drips, and the only frightening large amount of blood was the puddle they saw in the hall when they entered the door, which had not dried up yet.

"Is it getting worse again?" Schiller muttered to himself, and while he was surveying the site, the hot water was boiling, and Copote came over with a tray.

It was a wooden tray carved with patterns, and the cups on it were also exquisite ceramic cups, but with his half-used clothes and thin figure, it looked a little funny.

Victor took the cup from him, then picked one up and gave it to Schiller, Schiller glanced at the inside of the cup, there was only water there, after Colbert put down the tray, he rubbed the tail of his shirt with his hand with some embarrassment, and said, "There is no tea, I haven't gone out to buy it lately." ”

Victor took a sip of hot water, waved his hand, and sat Copote down, asking with great concern, "What the hell is going on?" Didn't you say before that your mother had gotten a lot better after taking the medicine? ”

Copote regained some senses, he touched the handle of the cup, which was missing, and when Copote's fingers rubbed it there, he pursed his lips and showed a bitter smile, and said, "...... It's a lot better. ”

Schiller took a sip of hot water and felt a warm current flow through his chest, and when Copote's eyes looked at him, he was also looking at Copote, and that look with calm power made Copoy relax a lot.

"After I was discharged from the hospital, I went back to work in Living Hell, most of Gotham was frozen, and the underground of Living Hell was no exception."

"This caused damage to the water system, and I had to lead the gang members to repair the water system in order to use water properly."

"I'm doing a good job, although I can't figure out some of the core devices, but the water pipes and wiring can still be repaired......"

"Everyone had to drink water, everyone was counting on me, and soon I had a great reputation among the gangsters here and made a lot of money."

"Because there is a very advanced water purification system installed under the living hell, the tap water system here is restored faster than in other places, therefore. We could have sold the water to people in other parts of the neighborhood earlier......"

Copote's tone was calm when he said this, but Victor looked at Copote with wide eyes and said, "I didn't even know you had the ability to gangster and business." ”

"Of course he has, otherwise he wouldn't have survived." Schiller said after taking another sip of water.

"I took the gangsters to work and let them make money, and they were very convinced of me, and I was getting better and better, so I ......"

Copote glanced up at Schiller, who said, "Are you doubting me?" But I'm going to tell you, the medicines I prescribed to your mother are all symptomatic. ”

Cobot shook his head and said, "No, I'm not suspecting that there is something wrong with the medicines, actually, they work, especially when my mom is in a state of euphoria. ”

"She took those pills for a while and started to become more and more awake, and even one night, we sat on the edge of the bed and talked about the past, and she could remember the clips of me when I was a kid, and we hadn't talked like that in a long time."

"So what's going on? Victor asked suspiciously, "Since her condition has improved, how can she still ......?"

Copote's body began to tremble a little, his eyes began to redden, and his voice became a little trembling: "It's because she's sober, it's because ......"

He swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and said, "Before the medication, she was a little crazy. ”

"When she started going crazy, I couldn't deal with her at all, so I had to wait until she got tired and drank water, but when the symptoms got worse and worse, she started attacking me......"

Victor turned his head to look at the pools of dried blood in the room, Colbert squeezed his hands together, his fingers tightly wrapped, and said, "At first, she just hit me with something, my ear was scratched, and I bled a little......"

"Then, she started slashing with a knife, and I was afraid that she would hurt herself, so I had to find a way to go up and grab the knife......"

"She cut my arms and legs, but luckily the wounds weren't deep, so I bandaged myself and hid the bloodstained clothes."

"But......" Copote's voice trembled more and more, and Victor heard a cry in it.

"After the start of the medication, I cleaned up the blood stains in the house as much as possible, but I was very busy, there were too many things waiting for me, too many people pointed at me, I had to make money to buy medicine, I didn't care about treating the injury, and when I hurriedly cleaned up the house, there were some blood stains that were pressed under the mess of debris, and I didn't find it."

"After my mom woke up, one night, while I was sleeping, she came into my bedroom, and one of my arms was outside the quilt, and she saw it, and she asked me where the injuries came from......"

"I didn't dare tell her."

"When I came back tonight, I found that the house had been made like this, and the blood on the ground had been turned out by her, and the bloody clothes had been found by her, and I smelled a strong smell of blood, and when I went upstairs, I found ...... My mom killed herself by slitting her wrists. ”

Copote's lips trembled to the point that he couldn't spit out a word, tears ran down his eyes, Victor's hand holding the cup trembled a little, and he heard Copote continue: "Before you woke me up, my last memory was when I went to the bedroom and saw a lot of blood......"

"Then why are you in the bathroom on the first floor?"

"He should be sick too." Schiller said to Victor: "The wound on his shoulder was probably made by himself. ”

"He saw the image of his mother's suicide, couldn't take the stimulus, staggered downstairs, cut himself with the knife, spilled blood in the hall, and then ran past the sofa and into the bathroom......

"But thankfully......" Schiller looked at Copote, "you have one last shred of sanity to get you out of your phone and call Victor." ”

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