The figure fell from the sky, the moment it touched the ground, time slowed down, the bright red blood unfolded like a wave, the tassel of the gorgeous tablecloth was hit by the splashed blood droplets, swaying back and forth violently, the silver candlestick fell, and after the candlelight was extinguished, only the smoke of the bird remained.

At the moment of the loud sound of the fall, all the ladies and ladies of grace fell to the ground in panic, and the gentlemen were not much better, and despite the damage of their expensive leather shoes between the trampling, they pushed and screamed at each other like sardines in unloading nets, and began to flee desperately.

Schiller turned his head and saw Leonel take two steps back, then covered his mouth with his hand, as if horrified by the scene in front of him, his face was pale, his fingertips trembled a little, and his eyes revealed disbelief.

But soon, he took a few deep breaths, tried to calm himself, and shouted, "Don't move!" We have security personnel!

！ ”

His shouts didn't do anything, the screams covered all the sounds, and people desperately tried to get away from the corpse, to get away from this terrible place, and between the pushes, many people fell down, and blocked the way, and the situation was even more chaotic.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Three gunshots rang out, and everything fell silent, and the entire banquet hall seemed to be paused, and everyone opened their mouths to look at the group of people who walked in through the main entrance.

The man in the lead was dressed in the outfit of a special police officer and held a pistol in his hand, and the few people behind him were dressed similarly to him, and they could be seen to be members of the organization, but they were completely different from the police in the Met.

"The FBI."

The man in the lead walked to the center of the banquet hall and said, then showed his ID with a "snap", showed it to the left and right, put it away, reloaded the pistol, and then waved his hand, and the two agents behind him stepped forward to examine Mayor White's body.

At this time, Leonel walked quickly out of the crowd, his face was still a little pale, he walked around the messy corpse fall, walked to the leading agent, then shook his hand and said, "Benjamin, you're finally here, I just wanted to send someone to invite you!" ”

"This charity dinner is a joint event between the Luthor family and the city government, how could this happen?" Lyonnell's facial features were all huddled together, and his face showed an unprecedented tiredness.

He showed a very sad expression, and then said: "I know that the security situation in the metropolis has not been optimistic recently, and the police chief can't give an explanation, so the mayor and I agreed to let the agents in, who knows ......"

The agent known as Benjamin frowned deeply and looked indifferent, but many of the attendees erupted in dissatisfaction.

Before the banquet even officially began, Mayor White, the protagonist of the banquet, had already been transformed into a corpse, as if to tell everyone who came to the banquet that the agents' cumbersome security checks were useless.

A lot of people in the crowd asked loudly, "What the hell is going on?" Why did the mayor die?! ”

"How did you check?! Can't you even check the gun? ”

"Didn't you search me very carefully when you searched my body?"

"yes, you won't even let me bring a fan, how can you let someone else bring a gun in?!"

Celebrities from almost all of the East Coast, including wealthy businessmen, politicians, academics, and prominent media personalities, calmed down after an initial panic and began to denounce the group of agents in the center of the room.

Among them, a Chicago radio celebrity waved his fist and shouted angrily: "Look! That's what we get at the expense of privacy! This is a conspiracy by them to enforce the surveillance law! ”

"That's right! Why are you blocking the door? ”

"Hurry up and go away! I'm going home! I don't want to be in the same room with this horrible corpse!

”

"Get out of the way! Let me leave ......."

Benjamin's face remained unchanged, he looked around with a cold expression, stroking the lines on the pistol with his thumb, and he spoke, his cold voice echoing through the room.

"The mayor is dead, and now no one can leave."

"What do you mean? Do you want to lock us up here?! ”

"How can you do that?! You're illegally detained!

”

There were all sorts of discontent in the crowd, but the agent named Benjamin didn't hear it, and with a wave of his hand, several agents poured in from the door of the banquet hall and sealed it off.

What was even more frightening was that all the agents were heavily armed, and a few of the participants who reacted too violently were directly stunned by the narcotic spray and dragged into a corner by the agents.

At this time, no one dared to protest loudly, some people gritted their teeth and cursed in a low voice, some people thought they were unlucky with sad faces, and some people who thought they were smart secretly took out their mobile phones or other communicators, trying to contact some friends they knew to get rid of this trouble.

At the moment when the body fell, Bruce had already secretly pressed a communication device on the back of his watch, which would link the laboratory of his manor and the equipment of the Batcave to provide him with data analysis support at any time, but just now, he found that all signals were cut off.

The agents gathered around Mayor White's body to check for clues, while Bruce watched coldly, and Schiller, who was also on the sidelines and observing the situation in the field, was Schiller, who stood still and did not move.

He was standing further back in than the mayor had fallen, so the crowd didn't bother him, and he stood still, glass of wine, quietly watching the group of agents rummage up and down near the corpse.

Although it was far away, Schiller was looking there when the body fell, so he could see very clearly that Mayor White had died from a gunshot in the head, and that he had fallen from the top of the patio, adding another layer of ruptured internal organs, like all those who jumped off the building.

After discovering that all means of communication had lost signal, Bruce began to move in the direction of Schiller without a trace, but he found that his professor shook his head with a wine glass and turned to walk deeper into the hall.

Not only did Bruce discover Schiller's movement, but Benjamin also discovered that this anomaly was so obvious that Schiller was the only one in the entire banquet hall.

The others could only look in the direction of Mayor White's corpse, while Schiller strode over the fallen candelabra and headed towards the back of the ballroom.

Taking advantage of the gap between the other agents driving all the crowd to the wall, Benjamin strode over, stopped in Schiller's path, and then looked at him coldly and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Schiller gave a reason that Benjamin couldn't refute, and it stands to reason that even if the sky falls, people can't be stopped from going to the toilet, which is a reason that can be used justifiably in any situation.

However, when the corpse had just landed and the agents were patrolling the field, it must not be an ordinary person who dared to be the first to move.

Benjamin still looked at Schiller with the scrutinizing and cold gaze that was unique to an agent, and Schiller looked at him with no change in the expression on his face, as if he were just stating a simple fact.

"The situation is special, please cooperate." Benjamin still didn't get out of the way, but Schiller didn't intend to retreat, and the two were deadlocked here, at this time, Lyonel also strode over and smiled at Benjamin:

"Benjamin, let me introduce you, this is Professor Rodriguez, a world-renowned expert in psychology, a master of criminal psychology, who has participated in the detection of many serial murders......"

"Moreover, he is a guest I have invited here, and I would like to hire him as my son's tutor."

"My son is almost an adult, and I wanted to introduce him to the social circle at this dinner, but he was already waiting in the reception room upstairs, and I was about to introduce him to Professor Rodriguez, you see......"

"Mr. Luther, I'm just on business, the turmoil caused by the last Metropolitan mayoral election was already ugly, and this time there was such a thing, if we don't investigate it strictly, do you want the whole world to see our jokes?"

"I know, of course I know, Benjamin, it's not been a day or two since you've been in the Met, we've been together for months, and I don't know you yet?" Leonel did not retreat at all because of Benjamin's cold face, and he still maintained that kind smile that made people feel good, and said:

"But Professor Rodriguez isn't leaving here, he's just going to the bathroom, what's not to do?"

"If I let him go, within two minutes, everybody here will want to go to the bathroom."

"I can prove that I'm not suspicious." Schiller's words were astonishing, and Benjamin immediately fell on his face, and then stared at his face.

"Yes, I can prove it." "When the body fell, Professor Rodriguez was talking to me, and the two of us were standing in this position, and everyone could see it, so it must have been us." ”

"That's not what I mean."

To Onnell's surprise, Schiller denied Lyonel's explanation, and he just looked Benjamin in the eye and said, "I think you should have sent my name to the intelligence agencies you can contact by now, through the secret device on your wrist." ”

"Now, your resume should already appear on your phone, you might as well open it and take a look."

Benjamin's gaze didn't move, he just quietly took his phone out of his pocket and looked at a text message on the screen.

Halfway through the sight, his fingers paused slightly, and then without looking any further, he put his phone back in his pocket and said to Schiller, "The results of the investigation will be available in five minutes at the latest, and I hope to see you here before then." ”

"No problem, Mr. Onnell, do you want to come with me? It's a rare opportunity, and maybe he won't let anyone go to the toilet tonight. ”

Benjamin didn't look at the two of them, but turned to leave, and Lyonel hesitated in place, but still kept up with Schiller.

"What's on your resume? Why would he agree? Lyonnell asked, looking at Schiller.

"Shouldn't you have read my resume too?"

"Oh yes......"

"Do you think that if I did it, I would shoot him in the head?"

Leonnell opened his mouth for a moment, and he was a little unable to refute it, but soon, he recalled Schiller's somewhat astonishing resume, and had to admit that Mayor White's death was too banal compared to the almost indescribable murders on his resume.

On the way to the bathroom, Schiller said to himself: "A magnificent ball of laughter and laughter, a group of celebrities from the political, business and artistic circles, a group of agents who are everywhere but do not know the purpose, a corpse falling from the sky......"

"This opening scene is so much like some old-school detective scene, I think the people who do it should be fans of this kind of thing."

Lyonel heard Schiller's whispered self-talk: "The topic is very good, but the timing is a little bit worse......"

"Professor Rodriguez, you say, could this have something to do with the serial killer who has been active in the Met?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "I haven't seen the scene of the alleged serial killer, so I'm not sure if he's a real serial killer." ”

"What do you mean?" Lai Onel asked very puzzledly.

"A criminal who commits serial murder is not the same thing as a real serial murderer, and the real serial killer is a natural killer, cold-blooded, ruthless, and takes pleasure in killing......"

"And today......" Schiller stroked his wrist, stopped at the door of the bathroom, turned his head to look at Onel and said, "The man who did it today should be just a lame criminal who kills for some profit." ”

"How do you come to this conclusion?" Lai Onel asked with some confusion.

"You know what I would do if I did it?"

Lyonnell looked at Schiller and asked him, "How?" ”

Schiller turned his head and didn't look at him, but said to himself: "At the beginning of the banquet, there will be a host to introduce important guests, right?" ”

"The moderator would shout, 'Now, our most esteemed mayor, Mr. White!' and ......"

"Our esteemed mayor will fall from the sky."

Schiller turned his head and smiled a grin that made Onel quirky.

"Precise, humorous, full of drama."