In the middle of the night, the lights in the mayor's mansion of the metropolis were still bright, the blood in the hall had not been cleared, and the agents patrolling the courtyard and various floors were shining with high-powered flashlights, illuminating everywhere as bright as day.

In the various rooms, no one slept, and the situation was developing so fast that many people were driven into the rooms like ducks before they could react, but now, when they calmed down, they found that there were many things wrong.

It was a coincidence that Mayor White gathered all the East Coast celebrities for a charity dinner, and it just so happened that the agents were in charge of the security of the dinner, and it just so happened that the organizer Mayor White died in full view of the dinner just as the dinner was about to begin.

It just so happened that Philby's list was brought up again, and the murder was added to the spy eucalyptus, and the agents had more reason to control everyone.

A lot of people reacted, and it could be a conspiracy by the secret services.

If it is a normal time, it is impossible for the agents to go door to door to investigate them, once there is such an action, then these people under investigation will definitely notify each other, and then unite, the spy may also get the news, so as to hide it deeper.

However, taking this opportunity, everyone was restrained on the spot, and at least for this night, they could not leave.

These people's external industries and networks are under investigation, and they are in a state of disconnection, with no way to arrange and prepare, and in this case, if anyone has any clues that they have not had time to hide, it is very likely that they will be detected.

Perhaps, Mayor White's death was also directed and acted by the agents, just to have an excuse to lock everyone up here and facilitate their investigation.

The thought of this sent chills down everyone's backs, and they thought that the so-called Philby list and that mysterious agent should be very important, and it was worth sacrificing a metropolitan mayor of the security agencies to make a bureau and keep them here.

Many of them couldn't help but start thinking about whether they were more important than the mayor of the metropolis, and if not, it was better to stay in their rooms and not go out.

In Schiller's room, he was standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, talking to himself: "The Cambridge Five......"

He pressed his middle finger to his brow, thinking back to the wonderful, but slightly comical, story he had ever known.

The Cambridge Five refers to five legendary spies who graduated from Cambridge University, all of whom were born and raised in the British Territories, or even if not born in the UK, and grew up in the UK.

Their family backgrounds are also very good, some are nobles, some are wealthy merchants, they have no worries about food and clothing since childhood, and they have a good life, in short, they have nothing to do with the proletariat.

However, after they were admitted to Cambridge University and worked in MI6, they all threw themselves into the arms of communism without exception, and they brought their own dry food, relied on their ideals, and did not want money.

All five men had held high positions in British intelligence and had been relaying intelligence to the Soviet Union for many years.

And when it comes to the most outstanding and well-known of these five, of course, Harold King Philby.

During Philby's storied career, he served as the top leader of MI6's counterintelligence unit, and what that means is needless to say.

However, in the real history that Schiller knew, there was no mention of the existence of any "Philby" list, and he did not know if it was a change in the DC world or some conspiracy that he did not know about.

And what worries Schiller the most is precisely the treacherous conspiracy that forced him to leave the Metropolis and Gotham.

Just as Schiller was thinking, he heard a knock on the door, and the knock was a little dull, and he could hear that the visitor should not be too familiar with Schiller.

Schiller put on his glasses, walked out of the bathroom, and then came to the door, and he asked, "Who is it?" ”

"It's me, Professor Rodriguez, I'm Oninell." The voice of Onel came from outside the door, and Schiller twisted the doorknob and opened the door, and Leonel in a suit and leather shoes was standing outside the door.

Schiller raised his glasses, and before Onnell could speak, he said, "You're here to invite me to the reception room to see little Mr. Luther, right?" ”

"That's right, Lecks has been waiting in the reception room, originally, if the banquet goes well, at the beginning, I will take him down with me, and introduce him to the mayor first, and then the mayor will introduce celebrities from all walks of life."

"Of course I know that this is the scene when most children enter the social circle, but unfortunately, his luck is a little bit bad, and today's banquet did not go well."

Leonel nodded, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his fingers, and said, "This is also my dereliction of duty as a father, I thought it would be a good occasion for the East Coast celebrities to gather, many of whom he had seen at the party I held." ”

"In this way, when he talks to them, he will not be too embarrassed, and at the same time, the mayor's eldest daughter and the deputy mayor's son are also there, and Mr. Wayne and him are also of the same generation, and they will talk together and will have more common topics."

"You've thought it through, Mr. Luther, but no one can predict everything."

Lyonel smiled again, and said, "Fortunately, there is something to lose, and I had planned to introduce him to you after the banquet, but now it seems that he can meet your knowledgeable professor sooner." ”

Schiller said understandingly: "Of course, in order to thank you for helping me out of the siege in front of Benjamin before, I would also be happy to meet him." ”

The dialogue between the two is full of all kinds of hints, and those adjectives and mood particles that ordinary people find a little awkward contain some different meanings.

Just like the previous sentence, Lai Onel used the same wording as when he relieved Schiller in front of Benjamin before, to remind Schiller that I helped you out of the siege, so you should do something for my son.

And Schiller made this point out clearly, telling Lyonnell, I know you did it on purpose.

The two thousand-year-old foxes came and went, and soon, through the corridor on the second floor, came to the door of the reception room.

After the door was pushed open, Schiller saw a tall teenager standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and when he heard someone enter, he turned around, and Schiller saw a handsome young face.

Although he was close to an adult, he looked immature, with curly red hair, which was not the same color as Klenell's, but the color of their eyes was the same.

Klenell stepped forward, patted Lykes' Bey, and said, "Come on, this is the professor you've been longing to see, and it took me a lot of effort to invite him over." ”

To Schiller's strange impression, Lex looked a little shy, and he hesitated in place for a moment, and only then stepped forward and shook Schiller's hand as Klenel stared at him, but quickly let go.

"I'm sorry, Professor, but Lex is a bit like his mom, he's more introverted, and because he was autistic as a child, he's a bit ...... in interpersonal communication."

"It's okay, I've seen a lot of children like this, I thought, I can communicate with them, come here, Lex, I heard you're interested in the study of consciousness and dreams......"

Lecks kept his head down, Schiller couldn't see his expression clearly, heard this, Lecks nodded, and then followed Schiller to the sofa in the reception room and sat down.

What made Schiller feel even more strange was that in the following conversation, he was talking, Lex was listening, he did not ask a few questions, he seemed withdrawn and shy, on the contrary, his father Lyonel asked one question after another.

After the conversation was over, Lex was sent back to the room by Leonel, and when he returned to the reception room again, Leonel sighed a little helplessly, and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Lex has been like this since he was a child." ”

Lai Onel frowned deeply and said, "I won't tell you, I invite you to come over, and there is another request." ”

"Earlier, I saw that you mentioned in that paper that it is possible to shape or change a person's personality by influencing a person's deep consciousness, and in fact, I hope you can treat Lykes in this way."

Leonnell's expression was a little sad, and he said: "This child's life is a little rough, his mother had some mental problems when she was pregnant, but she finally gave birth to him. ”

"He is my only son, and I love him very much, and I have invited many famous doctors to treat him, but his withdrawn personality has not improved."

"If he was just an ordinary child, I wouldn't ask him to do that, but he is the heir of the Luthor Group, even if he becomes like little Wayne, a playboy, at least he is good at socializing, but the way he is now, there is no way to inherit the group."

Leonel shook Schiller's hand expectantly and said, "Professor Rodriguez, you are the top expert in this field, and I think that only you can solve the problem of the future heir of the Luthor Group." ”

"I assure you that I will give you a satisfactory price and you will always be a friend of the Luther family......"

Schiller slowly narrowed his eyes, he was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Leonel looked at his expression and asked tentatively, "How far can you go?" ”

"All you imagine, or all you don't imagine."

Schiller looked into Leonel's eyes and said seriously: "I can erase his current personality and re-establish a new one, whatever kind of personality you want." ”

"Alternatively, I can give him a few more personalities, and then set different triggers for them to float in different scenarios and do some special work."

Leonnell's eyes widened gradually, as if he had heard some fantasy, Schiller's expression slowly returned to calm, and then he showed a smile and said:

"The most important thing is that I can take a copy of one person's personality and put it into another person's body."

Leonnell's expression stiffened, and Schiller lowered his eyes and asked, as if talking to himself:

"If all of a person's memories and personality are put into another person's mind, does that mean that he is reborn?"